The moment Dormammu saw the Portals, he knew Kamar-Taj was behind this.
What he could not understand was—
After coming once, Kamar-Taj actually dared to come again?
And more importantly—
The first time, Kamar-Taj had at least opened only one Portal.
This time, it had opened dozens at once?
For a moment, Dormammu was stunned.
Seriously, what were they thinking?
Were they trying to pick a fight with him now?
Were they deliberately provoking him?
Dormammu had never imagined that before he could cause trouble for Kamar-Taj,
Kamar-Taj would come looking for trouble with him.
As Dormammu thought this, he saw the Wind Dragons transported through Kamar-Taj's Portals slowly gathering.
As the Wind Dragons converged one by one,
their true magical energy began to emerge.
What shocked Dormammu was that
he had never thought anyone in Kamar-Taj should possess such powerful magical energy.
If anyone did, they should have been one of his followers.
Yet the energy on these dragons clearly belonged to a sorcerer who followed the Vishanti.
The Vishanti's magic was defensive.
How could defensive magic be used to attack?
While Dormammu was distracted, the gale took shape.
And it swept through his Dark Dimension without the slightest restraint.
A storm sweeping through the Dark Dimension would normally have meant little to Dormammu.
But then he noticed something.
That damned wind was blowing away the souls he had just absorbed?
Wait!
That was going too far!
Stop! Stop!
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Realizing this, Dormammu flew into a rage.
But with a mere twitch of his brow, he snuffed out the dozen or so Wind Dragons Kamar-Taj had sent through.
In Dormammu's dimension,
he was god.
The damage those Wind Dragons had done to his world was negligible.
After all, he could repair it in the blink of an eye.