บท 249: Chapter 249
Dark Dimension
In the vast, dark void of the Dark Dimension, colorful nebulae drifted slowly, exuding an ominous and malevolent aura. Unlike the familiar cosmos, these nebulae were alive, constantly devouring one another in a never-ending cycle of consumption and destruction. The nebulae's insatiable hunger led to explosions of nebulaic life, which quickly gave way to more destruction, creating an atmosphere of perpetual darkness and despair.
Fragments of broken earth were scattered throughout, devoid of any plant or animal life. The land was barren, and the soil reeked of decay.
Suddenly, in the heart of this dark dimension, a multitude of nebulae coalesced to form a massive, peculiar face. This was Dormammu, the Lord of the Dark Dimension.
Dormammu's enormous face had purple eyes that scanned the surroundings. As he detected something, a flicker of surprise crossed his features, quickly turning into greed.
The aura emanating from the earth's sacrifices, which had been infused with a hint of dimensional origin, caught his attention.
"Ancient One, this time I will destroy the earth and reclaim my origin," Dormammu proclaimed with a resonant roar.
Boom!
Dormammu's roar created a massive vortex in the void, transforming into a black hole.
At that moment, Lawrence, surrounded by thousands of lifeless bodies and dark power, felt the response from Dormammu. Ecstasy lit up his face as he continued to offer fervent prayers.
"Great Lord of the Dark Dimension, break the contract with the alien gods. Your loyal believer Lawrence awaits your arrival."
Nearby, Bakuto observed Lawrence's increasingly erratic behavior with growing unease. Despite his concerns, he found some comfort in the contract they had signed, knowing the power of the beast they had summoned was formidable.
Bakuto reflected on the difficulty of summoning a deity and the significant cost involved. It was unlikely that such a powerful being would manifest from only a thousand sacrifices.
Suddenly, Lawrence experienced a surge of dark power from within. He moved instinctively, or as if guided by an external force, toward the golden door. Placing his hands on the door, dark energy flowed from him, infusing the door.
As he did so, black lines began to spread from the door, creating intricate patterns.
The Five Fingers of the Hand noticed the dark energy but remained silent. They understood that any interference could jeopardize their mission.
Time ticked by slowly. Murakami's patience wore thin as he watched the unchanged dragon bone seal.
"Don't be fooled by this person's deceit," Murakami muttered. "We've invested so much, yet the seal remains unbroken. This is a joke."
Despite his frustration, Murakami noticed that a hint of black began to appear on the golden door, indicating some progress.
As the dragon bone seal continued to resist, Lawrence felt the seal weakening and poured more dark power into it. The black threads on the door became clearer, forming rune-like patterns.
However,
Boom!
The seal began to glow with intense golden light, expelling the dark energy. A black vortex appeared before Lawrence, swallowing the released energy and further absorbing the power of the dragon bone seal.
Lawrence, though increasingly controlled by the dark force, felt a surge of Dormammu's presence from the vortex. His fervent prayers continued, "Great Lord of Dark Latitude, Dormammu, break the seal and come forth."
Dormammu, sensing the devotion and limitations of his followers, reacted by channeling his dark power through Lawrence. The dark marks on Lawrence's soul spread, consuming him as the magic contract was absorbed.
Lawrence's consciousness faded, replaced by Dormammu's influence. His eyes turned a sinister black, and his body exuded dark power.
The seal, now significantly eroded, was nearly blackened by the dark energy. The Five Fingers became increasingly cautious as they sensed the magic contract's damage, which suggested a possible breach.
Despite their concerns, the urgency of breaking the seal took precedence. They refrained from intervening, focusing on their goal.
The seal, drenched in dark power, continued to resist. Golden light from the seal's cracks shone brightly, but Dormammu's power proved overwhelming. The seal's resistance was futile against such corrosive force.
Eventually,
Click! Click! Click!
The seal began to crack, releasing torrents of hot, pale golden energy in all directions. This was the seal's counterattack.
Lawrence, or rather Dormammu's vessel, looked troubled as he prepared to master the micro-dimensional space for the conquest of Earth. The situation grew dire as he struggled to protect himself.
In response to the energy surge, Dormammu's dark power enveloped him, creating a shield against the energy blast.
The Five Fingers of the Hand, relieved by the sight of the seal breaking, were soon startled. A red flame-colored energy shield appeared behind them, also resisting the pale golden energy.
Amidst the shield, three figures emerged.
Dormammu's gaze shifted to the newcomers with a disdainful smile. "The Sorcerers of Kamar Taj dare to appear here. They are seeking death!"
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