Unknowingly, half a day passed quietly.
In the challenge space of Dormammu, an extremely fierce battle is taking place.
I saw hundreds of clones of Strange, like a group of well-trained magicians, performing various high-level magics at the same time, launching a shocking magic showdown with Dormammu.
After hundreds of challenges, Strange is no longer what it used to be.
From the moment he first entered the challenge space, he was instantly defeated and killed by Dormammu, to now he has been able to persevere for more than ten minutes. His progress during this period is astonishing.
Dormammu was completely enraged by Strange's continuous attack, and he let out an earth-shaking roar:
"You bastard, I am Dormammu, the majestic dark lord. You guys who are as small as ants, how dare you treat me as a sandbag?"
However, Strange turned a deaf ear to this and just attacked blindly.
Since meeting Soul Contract, he has fallen deeply in love with this [Infinite Firepower Mode].
Looking back on the past, most of his power came from Vishanti.
Every time you use your power, it's like carrying a debt. After all, you have to pay it back, so naturally you don't dare to squander your magic power without restraint.
But now it's completely different. [Infinite Firepower Mode] has given him an endless source of magic power.
Only then did he truly realize how refreshing this feeling of releasing power at will was.
He felt that once he got involved with [Infinite Firepower Mode], it was as if he had fallen into an abyss from which he could not extricate himself.
This kind of addiction is even more terrifying than the addiction to smoking.
Once you try to quit, you will suffer from a strange disease called "Fear of Insufficient Firepower", and your heart will be full of fear and anxiety.
Strange couldn't help but shout in his heart, "I can never go back."
And he is not satisfied with just relying on [Infinite Firepower Mode].
On the basis of this model, he even used his excellent magic talent to play new tricks.
He extracted the magic power belonging to Vishanti and used it together with the magic power under [Infinite Firepower Mode].
After these two kinds of magic are superimposed, they actually produce an amazing effect of 1+1 greater than 2.
Strange excitedly named this move: Hybrid Fuel-Electric Mode.
As the name suggests, these two magic powers are like a mixture of oil and electricity, each running along an independent energy supply channel.
When casting a spell, the magic power produced by the instantaneous burst is more than twice as powerful as a single magic power.
With this move "Hybrid Fuel-Electric Mode", Strange was even able to do it, briefly becoming stalemate with Dormammu.
At this moment, he had an excited smile on his face and his hands kept waving.
Waves of powerful magic blasted towards Dormammu like cannonballs, and the magic light illuminated the entire challenge space like daylight.
However, just as the battle was getting to a fever pitch, Strange's expression suddenly changed.
The magic power borrowed from Vishanti has been exhausted!
As this part of the magic power depleted, the power of the magic he cast was visibly reduced by more than half.
The originally evenly matched situation was broken instantly. The angry Dormammu seized this opportunity and directly slapped Strange into a meat pie.
Outside the portal, a green light flashed, and the figure of Strange appeared here.
His face was as white as white paper, his expression was even more dazed, and his eyes were full of confusion.
Vishanti's magic power is used up, can I borrow it again?
Strange was so anxious that he quickly tried to borrow magic power from Vishanti again.
However, what he received in his consciousness was a cold reminder.
[Didi, the loan limit is insufficient.]
This brief reminder was like pouring cold water on Strange, making his heart instantly freeze.
Then, like a bolt from the blue, he received another bad news.
[Didi, Vishanti reminds us that the first repayment period is due, please start repaying, do not overdue!]
Strange felt a "buzzing" sound in his head, and suddenly felt a little confused.
I have spent everything, what can I pay back? I have borrowed so much, I will never be able to pay it back in my lifetime.
[Didi Didi, please pay back the money.]
Just when Strange was still shrouded in fear and panic, and had no idea of a solution, the urgent reminder sounded again.
In panic, he almost instinctively ran to find Lu Xi and stammered:
"Uh, Sorcerer Supreme, there is something I want to tell you..."
Lu Xi listened quietly to Strange's story, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, and said:
"You are trying to pluck wool from a bug, and you actually plucked it out on Vishanti?"
Strange's face was innocent, his eyes were full of grievances, and he quickly explained:
"I didn't. I was just too excited when I started the challenge and accidentally forgot about it, so I used up my magic power."
Lu Xi shook his head helplessly and explained:
"That's not the way it is calculated. Even if you don't use it up, the part of the magic power you borrowed cannot be repaid while you are still alive. According to normal circumstances, the remaining part should be after your death, and your soul will go to White Magic Dimension to slowly work and pay off the debt."
Strange As soon as I heard it, my brain felt like it was struck by lightning, and it completely shut down.
His eyes widened and he stammered:
"Ah, but my soul has..."
Lu Xi nodded clearly and said:
"That's right, your soul is mine now, Vishanti can't take it away, so I said you got stuck in their BUG."
Strange was about to cry but had no tears and said pitifully:
"Sorcerer Supreme, I really didn't mean it, you have to believe me."
Lu Xi shrugged, looked up at the sky, and said:
"I believe you are useless, see if Vishanti believes it."
At this time, in the mysterious White Magic Dimension.
Vishanti represents authority, and the lion-like [Hoggoth] suddenly seemed to sense something abnormal.
He suddenly let out an earth-shaking roar:
"That Strange who was just promoted to Skyfather-level, why did he use up his magic power so quickly, and now he can't pay off his debts?"
The all-seeing [Agamotto] frowned slightly and guessed:
"Has his first repayment time expired? Maybe something big happened in his universe."
The female appearance [Oshtur] said in a cold tone:
"Since he has expired, follow the procedure and deeply bind his soul, and bring him over directly after his death!"
Hoggoth heard this, nodded heavily, and then closed his eyes, seeming to be performing some kind of operation in his consciousness.
Immediately afterwards, he opened his eyes suddenly, and his originally majestic face was instantly filled with anger, and his expression became extremely ugly:
"Something's wrong, his soul already belongs to someone else, and I don't have the right to bind it."
When the other two heard this, their eyes were filled with surprise.
Oshtur also quickly sensed it, and suddenly said with a solemn expression:
"There seems to be something wrong with Kamar-Taj in their universe. The great mages like Mordo and Wang, and even the souls of Kaecilius, no longer belong to us."
Hoggoth's lion-like face was burning with anger, and he roared angrily:
"Are all the co-authors of this universe a sleazebag? The souls of all the high-level mages have been amputated, leaving some scraps for us, and asking us to pay these people daily wages? This is too much!"
Oshtur also guessed angrily:
"Could it be... that the Ancient One of that universe taught them bad things, and they thought they were addicted, and treated us as Dormammu?"