Kryptonian: Man of Steel

They found that the things here were not static, and signs of activity could be seen everywhere. Although this place is called the dark dimension, it seems to be nurturing some kind of life.

However, these lives have been eroded by darkness, and some strange things have grown on both the planetary fragments and the biological fragments - tentacles, mucus, and other indescribable things.

These tentacles and mucus seem to have life, they wave and entangle in the air, making creepy sounds.

Strange and Wanda have to be vigilant at all times to avoid being entangled by these tentacles. They know that once they are entangled by these dark creatures, the consequences will be disastrous.

In this area full of unknowns and dangers, Strange and Wanda moved forward with difficulty.

"Are you here to die? Master."

This low and majestic voice echoed like thunder in the empty dark dimension, and with the appearance of the voice, a huge face suddenly emerged.

The face was covered with ravines left by the years, and the eyes were like burning flames, flashing coldness and arrogance.

All that can be seen is the head of the other party, and the rest of the body is shrouded in a deep, all-consuming darkness, as if it has merged with this dark dimension, or perhaps it is part of Dormammu, and this face is just an external manifestation of his huge power.

Strange and Wanda seemed to be inside the body of a huge creature, and every inch of the air was full of depression and uneasiness.

Strange took a deep breath, straightened his spine, and stood firmly in front of Wanda.

As a man, it is his responsibility to protect the weak, not to mention that Wanda is not only his companion, but also his partner who has learned and grown together during this period.

"Dormam, we are here to negotiate with you!"

Strange's voice echoed in the darkness. Although he was facing such a powerful enemy, there was no fear in his tone.

However, Dormammu obviously did not have the patience to listen to their nonsense.

He let out a deafening roar: "Your world is mine now, just like the other worlds that have been swallowed. Your resistance is meaningless!"

Before he finished speaking, Dormammu's eyes suddenly lit up, as if two bright stars burst out in the darkness.

Then, the scattered stones around seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and instantly turned into countless huge spikes, like dense arrows, whistling towards the position where Strange and Wanda were.

The number of spikes was so large that it almost covered all the standing space, leaving people nowhere to escape.

Faced with this sudden attack, Strange did not panic.

The Eye of Agamotto on his chest began to shine brightly, as if a bright star rose in the darkness.

Then, a huge one-eyed phantom slowly opened behind him. It was the power of the Eye of Agamotto that was materializing. The powerful white magic light radiated from the phantom, forming a sharp contrast with the flying spikes.

Strange is not the inexperienced Strange who knows little about magic in the original plot.

During the time he studied with Wanda, he has mastered countless powerful magics, and his strength is no longer what it used to be.

The Eye of Agamotto on his chest floated up and began to reabsorb the energy contained in the flying spikes and transform it into his own use.

His eyes were fixed on Dormammu, a gaze that transcended the physical boundaries, as if it could penetrate the fog of the dark dimension and look directly at its essence.

Strange's lips moved slightly, and every syllable uttered from his mouth was accompanied by an indescribable rhythm. It was an ancient and powerful spell that contained the mysteries of time and space, as well as endless admiration and calling for Vishanti.

There was a tense and solemn atmosphere in the air, and even the surrounding space seemed to tremble slightly due to the gathering of this power.

In an instant, a heavy pressure came from another dimension, a weight beyond the comprehension of mortals, as if the weight of the entire universe was concentrated on Dormammu.

He felt as if his soul was tightly grasped by an invisible giant hand and could not break free.

This force not only oppressed his body, but also gave him an unprecedented sense of oppression in spirit.

Dormammu looked up at the sky in confusion. The power of the dark dimension should have been at his fingertips, but at this moment it seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier. The barrier flashed with strange light, making his vision blurred, as if he was in a fog.

Strange's hands stretched quickly in the air, his fingers intertwined in a complex and precise way, as if performing an ancient and sacred ritual.

His eyes were closed, and a firm smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, which was the confidence and expectation of everything that was about to happen.

As he put his hands together in front of his chest and finished the formula, at that moment, the whole space seemed to be still, and all eyes were focused on him.

The Eye of Agamotto opened again. This time, it was no longer the single one-eyed shadow, but three virtual figures that floated in the void, emitting a soft and mysterious light.

These three figures were of different shapes, a man, a woman, and a mammal walking on four limbs. They were the Trinity of Vishanti - Agamotto, Osit, and Hogoth!

Their existence transcends the constraints of time and is one of the oldest and most powerful magical forces in the universe.

"Hack?"

Luther couldn't help but say after seeing this scene. This is the projection of the God of White Magic. What a concept. It is equivalent to the projection of the dimensional demon god. Although this is Dormammu's territory, with Vishanti's power, Dormammu can still be uncomfortable in the dark dimension.

"Trinity Vishanti, in your name, I summon your power!"

Strange chanted in a low voice, his voice echoed in the darkness, and every word seemed to contain endless power, resonating with the entire universe.

As he chanted, the air around him began to vibrate violently, as if countless forces were gathering and colliding, forming a powerful energy storm that involved everything around.

Dormammu felt an unprecedented threat, and his face instantly became extremely gloomy.

He had never seen such a powerful magical power, and he had never thought that a mere human wizard could summon the Trinity of Vishanti.

In his eyes, humans are nothing more than ants, insignificant existences in his dark dimension.

However, at this moment, he felt unprecedented fear and anxiety.