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London holy place.

Ancient One magician is guarding the door of the holy place, fighting against Mordo and Kaecilius!

In fact, the two joined forces, and she was not afraid of her strength. However, they don't know what happened to these two people. After being killed by the Ancient One, they can still be resurrected!

And because the Ancient One was entangled by these two undead fellows, the corrupted Protege of Kaecilius, went to the holy place of London!

The guards inside were killed by them, and in the end, the whole holy place in London was destroyed by these Proteges!!

"Mordo! Are you crazy? Why would you do such a thing?"

Ancient One looked at Mordu, the black man who was completely different from his eyes, and cried out with a split canthus.

First Kaecilius, and now a Mordo. Ancient One began to wonder if there was something wrong with Kamar-Taj's way of education: why did the Anti-Bone Boys pop up one by one?

"Ha? You still have the face to question me?"

At the moment, Mordo was already filled with a dark and evil aura. And his eyes have also undergone a mutation! Not only are the eye sockets deeply sunken, but the eyes are extremely black, and in the depths of the pupils, there are some strange stars twinkling.

Looking at 05 Ancient One's distressed appearance, Mordo laughed and said:

"What have you taught us for decades? Never indulge in darkness? To protect Earth from an alien Mephista? But how did you do it yourself? Haven't you still learned from Dormammu for the sake of immortality? strength?

He stared at Ancient One fiercely, and said word by word:

"Since you have lied to me for so many years. Could it be that... everything you said was a lie?"

Mordo looked up to the sky and laughed wildly:

"It's not necessarily a bad thing to let Dormammu come! In this way, all people on earth can be immortal like you! Haha..."

Before, Mordo actually respected the Ancient One magician very much.

But after his extreme respect, after he discovered the truth that the Ancient One had absorbed the power of Dormammu, it completely collapsed and twisted into extreme resentment!

The collapse of faith is so terrible, from one extreme to the other!

"Modu!"

Ancient One was heartbroken when he heard it, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

But Kaecilius next to her seized the moment when her mind was shaken, and slashed her fiercely with the invisible blade in his hand. If Ancient One hadn't dodged quickly, his right hand would have been chopped off!

At the same time, due to the destruction of the three holy places, a huge amount of space cracks have opened over London!

A burst of purple energy filled with endless decay, darkness and despair, mixed with some colorful spheres like enlarged spores, poured into this world from the cracks in an instant!

Feeling the dark aura of corruption, Ancient One's face showed despair!

The dark dimension has come! Now, unless Dormammu retreats or kills him, the destruction of the earth can be said to be imminent!

"Hahaha... Ancient One, die!"

Seeing Ancient One in a trance, Kaecilius laughed complacently, wielding the invisible blade, and he was about to cut off Ancient One's head!

But at this moment, a thunderbolt suddenly sounded in the air! Then a thick thunderbolt fell from the sky and hit Kaecilius!

"Ahhhhh‥...

Kaecilius was scorched black by the thunder. Almost turned into a piece of charcoal!

But...his body has been transformed by Dormammu with dark energy! In addition, the dark dimension has come, Kaecilius is nourished by the influx of dark energy, and he begins to recover quickly!

After he had recovered seven or eight percent, Kaecilius looked up and saw a man with four or five girls floating in the sky, looking at him with interest.

And one of the girls with two Angel wings was holding an electric tomahawk in her hand. Obviously, the lightning strike just now was sent by her!

As soon as he saw the man, Kaecilius' eyes turned red. He opened his mouth and roared into the air!

"It's you! I must kill you!"

He remembered clearly that when he was at war with Ancient One, it was a woman next to this man who suddenly shot! Kill him and his Protege cleanly!

But since Kaecilius' soul has been dedicated to Dormammu. So he didn't really die, but was trapped in the dark low-dimensional world, enduring torment while waiting for the opportunity to resurrect!

After enduring so long, Kaecilius finally saw this enemy again!

"Damn it! Today I'm going to stab you in a thousand pieces! Only then can I vent my resentment!

With a loud roar to the sky, Kaecilius actually ran in the air, rushing all the way to Aiwen!

But before he rushed forward, Diana behind Aiwen waved his right fist, and a giant golden dragon swooped towards Kaecilius, swallowing him in his horrified and unbelievable eyes!

"Lushan Shenglongba! 35

This Dragon was still on the move, and flew into the sky, blasting a huge amount of colorful spores into pieces!

"boom!"

Hearing the loud noise in the air, even Moro's body trembled.

However, the black man suddenly laughed again:

"Our souls belong to the great Dormammu, and as long as he wishes, we can be resurrected infinitely!

"Oh? Is it 230?"

Aiwen stared at him with a slight smile, and his right hand flashed with golden light, hitting Mordo violently!

It is the speed of light fist of the Golden Saint!

"boom!"

Although it was transformed by dark energy, Mordo's body was easily crushed by Aiwen's punch!

Before the arrogant expression on his face faded, it exploded into countless pieces on the spot!

"This is……"

Seeing Aiwen's unimaginable light-speed punch, Ancient One's expression was already solemn to the extreme.

But when she saw that Mordo's body had not regenerated at all, she was even more surprised! It took a long time to react, and she shouted to Aiwen like she woke up from a dream:

"Right! You are also a dimensional lord, and you also rule a hell! You have his soul..."

Aiwen laughed without saying a word.

As the king of hell, as long as the person killed by him personally, the soul will be pulled into his hell, and he will never be born again!

At this moment, an angry roar suddenly sounded in the air:

"Who... dare to kill my followers of Dormammu?

This voice is deep and vicissitudes of life, as if it came from the ancient prehistoric times hundreds of millions of years ago, and it spread all over London at once!

As soon as ordinary people heard this sound, they immediately fainted to the ground, then quickly died, and finally transformed into dark creatures!.