Marvel: I am Odin's brother

Chapter 129 The Confrontation in the Magic Palace (Subscribe)
Although Wells stopped the bleeding for Dr. Stephen Strange, the pain still did not decrease. Dr. Stephen Strange gritted his teeth and made a rattling sound.

As the so-called ten fingers connect to the heart, although the explosion was blocked by Wells with the magic of the space gem, Dr. Stephen Strange's fingers are just the most common mortal body, and it is a fluke that the ten fingers are still there.

"Crack~"

Wells patted Dr. Stephen Strange on the back, and immediately, Dr. Stephen Strange passed out.

"It's all robbery!"

Wells sighed: "I thought you would be in a car accident like in the story, and your hands were destroyed, but I didn't expect you..."

Almost, if Wells was slower, this "Doctor Strange" would never appear in the Marvel world again.

Wells picked up Dr. Stephen Strange by the waist, and whispered softly, "Let's go, doctor, go and complete your mission!"

This bomb put the original Stephen Strange's fate back on track.

Stephen Strange is an expert in neurology, but now that he has injured his hand, he can no longer be on the operating table. From this moment on, his career as a doctor will be officially over.

But it was from this moment that Doctor Strange also appeared!

………………

After placing Dr. Stephen Strange properly, Wells went to comfort the people in Wakanda.

The people of Wakanda have already regretted coming to this city, especially Prince Chakra, who has planned to return to Wakanda to take out the Black Panther armor.

These terrorist attacks again and again made them terrified.

After a few pleasantries with them, Wells left the hospital.

A few days later, a piece of news that shocked the world was on the hot search. Tony Stark officially quit the Avengers because of certain things.

Even among the many superheroes, Stark is also a leader. His withdrawal is a major blow to the Avengers.

Since then, the criticism of the Avengers has become more and more serious around the world.

Although the Avengers Alliance still exists, it has long since existed in name only, and the newly built Avengers Alliance Base has gradually become deserted.

………………

More than a month later, in the magic palace in New York, looking at Stephen Strange who was learning magic below, Wells smiled and said to the Ancient One, "How is his magic talent?"

"Very strong..."

Ancient One mage solemnly said: "Stephen Strange will become the best supreme mage, but he needs time to grow..."

"Time..."

Wells sighed quietly: "There is not much time..."

Weishandi has said before that the gods are about to return, and those Xeons who make the whole universe tremble when they sneeze are coming back.

If they want to destroy this planet, they don't have to think at all, just a thought.

"Boom~"

At this time, the magic palace under Wells' feet suddenly shook, and he quickly looked at the Ancient One beside him: "What's going on? What's going on?"

"Someone has invaded the magic palace..."

Master Gu Yi's face was tense: "Someone broke in..."

"Bang~"

The space seemed to explode, it was like a mirror, and it was instantly fragmented.

The black breath spread out, and after a while, a giant face appeared in the magic palace, and it shouted: "Supreme mages, I! Dormammu, I'm back again!!!"

Feeling the huge evil spirit, the faces of many mages who were practicing magic in the audience trembled, and some old mages were even more ready to fight, because they knew that Dormammu, this is the Supreme Being of the past few hundred years. Toughest enemy of the mage lineage.

The Ancient One mage's face was a little dignified. Dormammu was her enemy for many years, the monarch of the dark dimension. Last time it sneaked into the North Pole, but finally left in disgrace. A peaceful day passed.

The ancient master did not expect that the dark king would return again.

"Ha ha……"

Hearing this familiar voice, Wells couldn't help but feel happy, and he sneered, "Brother Dormammu, you're back again..."

"Ok?"

Dormammu's voice stopped abruptly, seeing Wells below, it felt as uncomfortable as eating shit.

After a while, Domamu said in a deep voice, "Why are you here?"

For the person who kept reorganizing his body at the North Pole, Dormammu has never forgotten.

"Why am I here?"

Wells still had a smile on his face, looking approachable: "It's not unusual for me to be here, the key is why you are here, my favorite brother Dormammu..."

"shut up……"

Dormammu's face turned cold: "I am the monarch of the dark latitude, the king of the dark space, mortal, please pay attention to your extension..."

"Oops..."

Wells said with a smile: "I see that your skin is itchy again, Dormammu, I know you can't enter the boundary, and you can't show your true strength here..."

"Gather a clone, I will fight with you with one hand!"

Although Dormammu couldn't get in, Wells knew that it was not a difficult task for Dormammu to condense a clone.

"Boy..."

Domamu said coldly: "You are too arrogant..."

"Rumble~"

The giant face in the magic palace slowly changed, and in an instant, it became the face of a normal person.

"Hey~"

A figure landed on the ground, black battle armor with ancient patterns engraved on it, a piece of scorching red on the chest, and two ancient thorns growing on the shoulders, looking mighty and domineering.

On the top of the armor is a skeleton, which exudes crimson flames.

Dormammu, Dormammu in human form, does not look like the monarch of the dark latitude, but at the moment it looks like a flame monarch.

Seeing Dormammu appear in the magic palace, many magicians quickly took a step back. Legend has it that the king of this dark latitude is a demon who kills without blinking an eye.

Dormammu stretched out his hands, and a terrible magic flame ignited in his hands. He turned around, dragging the flames with his hands, and looked at Wells coldly, full of gunpowder.

"interesting……"

Wells chuckled, and then came to Dormammu, saying: "Legend, you were a wizard before, because you entered the dark space, in order to become the king of the dark space, you gave up your original body..."

"Boom~"

Before Wells finished speaking, the magic flame in Dormammu's hand popped out, and a killing intent spread from him.

Dormammu shook his hand, and two magical flames flew towards Wells.

These two groups of flames had a scorching burning sensation, as if they could burn the soul, they rushed towards Wells with a whistling sound.

The enemy at this moment is the monarch of the dark latitude—Dormammu. Wells dared not to be careless. He tightly clenched his left hand behind his right hand, controlled his strength, and punched him.

"Bang~"

"Boom—"

After the two groups of magical flames were touched by Wells' fist shadow, they collapsed at the touch of a touch, and disappeared into the air in an instant.

"Low-level creatures..."

After the two magical flames disappeared, Dormammu rushed towards Wells quickly: "There are some secrets that you cannot know..."

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