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"Very good, very good." Mephisto is very happy, he will harvest two demigod souls.

The contract power of the devil has tightly bound Dormammu, the ruler of the dark dimension, who has been forced to die, watching himself being branded as Downey.

This sense of humiliation and unimaginable situation almost drove the proud Dormammu mad. He wanted to open his mouth and yell out Downey's secret, but Downey glared at him, and all his words were blocked in his mouth. The power from the contract prevented him from saying a single word before Downey gave the order.

Downey's omnipresent control almost made him spit out a mouthful of blood.

Shame, great shame.

I was countered by a reptile and became the slave of the other party.

"Mephisto, you bastard, I won't let you go!" Dormammu gritted his teeth, staring at Mephisto with red eyes.

If it wasn't for this devil's intervention, he would have already got everything he wanted!

Damn bastard, vile devil!

I can't scold Downey, I can only scold Mephisto for having a good time.

"To a demon, cursing is the most beautiful compliment." Mephisto waved to Downey with a happy face, "Donnie, take your slave and follow me back to hell. You will follow the great Mephisto, make your name in hell, rule countless planets, and your name will spread throughout the multiverse."

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

Dormammu and Downey sneered at the same time, it was a big cake, it was too big to draw.

Downey pressed Dormammu's head with one hand, and pulled out a chain-like thing from the other's soul with the other hand.

If it is in the state of the body, it is impossible to see this thing, only the state of the soul can barely feel it, and then touch and control it.

Only the soul of a demigod can touch things that have nothing to do with the rules.

The reason why a demigod is a demigod is because of the sharp change in the soul. For many things, the demigod level is the lowest threshold. Even if Downey is forced to advance by external force, he is still a demigod.

"Swallow my strength, and after I've been promoted to a demigod, I'll take advantage of the situation to seize my dark core... The wool grows on the sheep, and then I kill the sheep. You have calculated everything. Where did you come from? It’s so dangerous to come out!” Dormammu watched helplessly as his strength was deprived little by little, and wanted to curse, but couldn’t.

The power of the contract does not allow him to abuse his master, and Downey occasionally glanced over with a strong warning.

The power of the Fire Seed Source began to skyrocket. Domamu's soul power was analyzed by the Fire Seed Source, and then Downey absorbed it, preventing Domamu's petty thoughts.

Dormammu looked at the fire source with red eyes, with a look of longing, helplessness and aggrieved. It was this thing that made him fail.

Mephisto glanced at the dark core for a moment, then lost interest. His hobby is coaxing souls, especially the process of playing around with sad souls, which is very wonderful.

At this time, he was more interested in the source of fire, and the thing between existence and non-existence that had begun to become dim was still tenaciously emitting light.

Moreover, it seems that because Downey was promoted to a demigod, the source of fire that was bound to Downey also began to change and evolve.

A regular force erupted, and then disappeared. It was very fragile and vague, but it really existed.

Mephisto looked happy, the two demigod souls, plus an unknown soul-enhancing treasure that seemed to be able to be used many times belonged to him.

Yes, he thought the fire source was a one-time use, but it seems that it can be used multiple times, which is good.

"Follow me back to hell, you used the demon contract I left behind,

Your soul belongs to me and cannot be violated. Don't try to play tricks, it's useless. said Mephisto.

Dormammu glanced at Downey, then at Mephisto, and kept sneering.

"You are too arrogant, a parchment scroll made with your body as the source of the contract, how strong is the contract power?" Dormammu sneered.

"It's more than enough to bind you two demigods. I think Donnie is a smart man, otherwise he would not use this ancient contract of mine. To be honest, I have forgotten this kind of contract many years ago. It will be used again one day," Mephisto said.

Lighten the crutches, a magic power began to brew, and Mephisto began to send messages to the main body. Two demigod souls, his weak avatar, which has exhausted its strength, wants to take it back, it is very difficult, it is best to let the main body come.

"Sorry, I don't plan to go back to hell with you, on the contrary, I want to kill you here..."

Finally, Downey pulled out all the dark cores from Dormammu's body, and held them tightly in his hands in the attitude of a soul.

A demigod-level soul is already qualified to integrate this manifest rule core. As long as he absorbs it with peace of mind and endures it for a few years, it will be enough to be promoted to the seventh level-although it is the seventh level that cannot leave the dark dimension, it is already strong enough.

Mephisto raised his head abruptly, his tall body looked down at Downey, his expression gradually became gloomy, even with a hint of chill.

"You, is this how you speak to your master? How dare you reject the great demon lord Mephisto?" Mephisto said coldly.

"Hey hey!" Dormammu sneered.

What he knew of Downey was that he was a cunning bastard who was worse than a devil. He absolutely didn't believe that Downey didn't have any cards to counter him...

"Be quiet, Dormammu, you slave of slaves." Mephisto said majesticly.

What? !

Dormammu was impatient at the time and cursed loudly.

What is a slave's slave?

If it wasn't for the drop in his own strength, he would go up and kill Mephisto's incarnation every minute.

Downey spoke again: "In hell, you are just a small character, let alone an incarnation who came here... All your energy was spent on Dormammu, I can be promoted to a demigod, thanks to Your help."

Mephisto stared at Downey for a while, and let out a sinister laugh: "What do you think a contract is, even if I am an incarnation, I can easily control your soul."

As he said that, his heart moved, and the devil symbol wrapped around Downey's soul began to squirm strangely.

Donnie snorted, trying to hold back the pain. The power to control life and death is really uncomfortable.

"Do you know how I feel?" Dormammu sarcastically said, "If you have any hole cards, use them quickly, such as the holy water of heaven to dissolve the contract? The Holy Grail to cleanse the soul? Or the witchcraft for death? I don't want to go That damn place in hell, if you go there, you will never go back to the multiverse, the wall of speed and force will firmly block our way back."

"Hole card?" Downey looked surprised, "You seem to have misunderstood. How can I have any hole cards?"

Dormammu: "???!!!"