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The World of War is an extremely terrifying fortress of war.

This is a golden metal planet, the entire planet is filled with all kinds of high-tech weapons, which can be transformed into terrible killing at any time.

The ruler Mungo, the notorious invader in the universe, his favorite thing is to drive the "War World" to capture one planet after another, kill civilians, and then enslave powerful warriors to fight for him.

Inside the entire War World is a huge Colosseum. Thousands of powerful slaves who survived from various planets had to kill each other in order to survive.

Mungo's favorite pastime was watching the slaves fight for a little time to survive, which gave him a sense of accomplishment.

"How about it, Dormammu, the fighters under my command are very powerful." Meng Ge sat on the high platform. He had dark skin, a thick body, and a pair of bloodshot eyes full of rage.

"Hmph, the difference is too much, it's not worth mentioning. Let's just say, what do you want to do by summoning me with a magic circle." Dormammu looked down with a sneer, and an alien warrior holding the opponent's head high, turned towards the surroundings The audience roared loudly.

Meng Ge suddenly stopped laughing, and looked at Domamu indifferently, his tyrannical eyes were full of murderous intent, and he did not hide it. He paused every word: "Domamu, we have known each other for not a day or two, put away your arrogance in front of me."

For Mungo, a lucky thing like Dormammu is always not pleasing to the eye. In Mengo's eyes, Dormammu, who was born on an indigenous planet like Earth, had no right to sit with him if he hadn't been lucky enough to get the Dark Dimension.

Although Mungo is only a demigod, he is definitely more confident than Dormammu, a black mage. If it weren't for Dormammu's body staying alive in the dark dimension, Mungo would really not be afraid of Dormammu.

Of course, now he is not afraid.

Dormammu didn't say a word, the head covered by raging fire occasionally showed haughty gazes, and the guys who yelled and cursed all shut up and looked up at Dormammu.

Mongo's mood was even worse.

Dormammu watched with indifferent calm like a god, and the entire Colosseum gradually calmed down, not daring to make a sound, being overwhelmed by the inexplicable pressure.

"Once upon a time, I had a bloody battle with Sangong Mo."

Dormammu stood up slowly, with an extremely steady voice. The flames on his head erupted suddenly, soaking half of the Colosseum, and the huge shadow continued to spread, as if to occupy the entire world.

"Not so long ago,

I punched the ancient Doomsday and drove him out of the dark dimension. "

Dormammu said with incomparable majesty.

His voice was transmitted to the entire war world, and countless awe-inspiring eyes watched it.

"It's enough!"

Mungo couldn't take it anymore, he got up with a roar, kicked the ground in anger, and the high-alloy floor sank directly.

Dormammu said slowly, "I once defeated Donnie, so he had to cooperate with me. Under my wise leadership, I finally killed Mephisto."

"The Great Demon Mephisto from Hell was strangled by me, died in pain and howled in my hands."

"Even that Downey who came from Earth regards me as an enemy for life."

Domamu turned around suddenly, his body swelled up again, and he became taller than Mungo. He lowered his head, his eyes glowed fiercely, and he growled: "Mengge, as an old acquaintance, why are you pretending to be aggressive with me?"

"Have you pretended to be me?!! Huh?!!"

"I don't even have the heart to hit you. After all, I'm too strong. I'm so strong that I can't control myself. I'm worried that I'll hurt you." Domamu leaned forward slightly, looking sincere, "I believe I, my friend, have been protecting you from my violent breath."

Countless astonished and shocked gazes looked over, and Dormammu's voice spread throughout the war world. The lives above were extremely shocked, and looked at Dormammu with complicated eyes.

"Master Mungo's guests... are they so powerful? They are indeed the legendary man!"

"Si~ It's terrible, that lord has such a terrifying record!"

"Look, our master, Meng Ge, dare not speak and is still trembling?"

"Hush, keep your voice down, you will be killed by the master."

The slaves whispered and looked at Dormammu and Mungo with strange eyes.

Meng Ge was trembling, staring at his eyes, and his rock-like body was trembling faintly.

"Dormammu, are you still shameless?" Meng Ge was trembling with anger, couldn't help it, and moved forward, roaring, fists clenched, and the breath of a demigod erupted, shaking the entire war world.

He never thought that Domamu was so shameless.

What he said... just fooled those stupid guys, but could they fool someone of his level?

It's so irritating!

Dormammu sneered, "I know you're jealous, but believe me, Mungo, you'll never be me in your life—just because I'm the Dark Lord Dormammu!"

"If you don't accept it, come directly to the dark dimension and fight my body."

Domamu said quickly, as if he had practiced thousands of times: "Killing my weak clone is not a real skill, but defeating my main body is a skill."

In a rage, listening to the whispers of the slaves and the audience, Mungo couldn't bear it anymore, roared, and punched Dormammu, who was seriously injured, looked at Mungo contemptuously, and disappeared immediately.

The summoning magic circle on the ground slowly dissipated.

Mungo rushed into the Colosseum below angrily, tortured and killed hundreds of slaves, barely suppressed his anger, and looked at the dead audience around him with satisfaction.

He left the Colosseum and walked quickly into the depths of the war world.

The war world is comparable to a satellite, and the interior space is extremely vast. The further inward, the stricter the security. No one is allowed to enter except Mungo.

But in the deepest part, there is a guy waiting for Mongo.

"Hank Henshaw, I have already said that there is no need to invite someone like Dormammu. He was thick-skinned hundreds of years ago, and now he doesn't even want face."

Mungo came angrily, with tyrannical emotions in his eyes, ready to kill at any time. He looked at the guy in front of him with undisguised hostility and disgust.

Hank Henshaw is a man whose whole body has been put together mechanically, and only half of his face can barely see the blood and flesh.

Not long ago, he broke into the world of war arbitrarily, killed many people along the way, and then talked directly to Mungo.

Hank asks Mongo to pilot World at War to do one thing for him.

revenge.

"It's fine if he doesn't come. I didn't expect him at all. He's a guy who was terrified by Downey. And he's also from Earth after all."

Hank's deep voice sounded, and his electronic eyes flashed red:

"I remind you again, don't call me by my name, I have already abandoned it...you should call me-Mechanical Superman!"(https:)

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