That night, he finally managed to lie down and fall asleep, but little did he know that someone had no intention of letting him rest peacefully.
In a dream.
Wenwu found himself in a vast, boundless, and strangely colorful alternate dimension, his expression solemn and his brows furrowed.
Just then, a gigantic purple head, tens of meters tall, appeared out of thin air and dominated the entire field of vision.
A deep, resonant voice, carrying immense power, boomed out.
" Wenwu, I am the Lord of the Dark Dimension! Before this sovereign, you shall immediately kneel and pay homage!"
"Bow down?"
Wenwu looked up directly at the giant purple head without the slightest fear, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "I'm a tough guy, I'm not born to kneel. How about you kowtow to me? I don't mind."
Wenwu never expected that Dormammu, the ruler of the Dark Dimension, would come looking for him.
"How dare you! You mere mortal ants, how dare you blaspheme against the demon god?"
Dormammu's voice was filled with rage, and the entire dream space trembled as a result.
Stop talking nonsense.
Wenwu, too lazy to mince words, went straight to the point, "What exactly do you want by forcibly pulling my consciousness into my dream?"
I observe that you possess exceptional talent and unparalleled potential.
Dormammu's tone returned to its condescending, benevolent manner, as if bestowing a gift, "I accept you as my personal disciple, imparting to you all my dark magic, and granting you Eternity life!"
"No need."
Wenwu shook his head slightly, his face full of disdain. "I already possess immortality; I have no need for your grace. Besides, your dark magic is just so-so."
"Your ability to dominate dimensions is nothing more than constantly devouring worlds and plundering the essence of dimensions. And those who cultivate your power will ultimately only become your vassals."
"Mortal! How dare you despise me?!"
Dormammu was utterly enraged.
He expended enormous power to barely manage to project a wisp of his consciousness across the material universe and pull Wenwu into his dream.
If it weren't for the fact that their Wenwu souls and mental strength far surpassed those of ordinary people, they wouldn't have been able to withstand his mental erosion and would have long since become puppets.
"If you have nothing else to say, get out of here. I'm going to sleep."
Wenwu waved his hand dismissively, his face full of impatience.
"Hmph, ignorant and arrogant."
Dormammu scoffed coldly, "Your so-called immortality is nothing but relying on someone else's Ten Rings. Once they take them back, whether you'll even survive is uncertain, so how can you talk about immortality?"
Wenwu's eyes flickered, and he looked surprised. "You know the origin of the Ten Rings?"
The multiverse is vast and boundless.
Dormammu's tone carried an all-knowing arrogance, "The origins of the Ten Rings vary among countless multiverses, and I happen to know the origin of the Ten Rings you possess. Using their treasures, you are doomed to die sooner or later!"
Then, He changed His tone and began to bewitch.
"Submit to my Dark Dimension, and I will guarantee your eternal life. Your Ten Rings Empire can be incorporated into my domain, allowing you to conquer countless dimensions. In the future, if you achieve great feats, I may even grant you a dimension, making you a dimensional demon god!"
Wenwu frowned deeply.
He pinpointed the key to Dormammu's words—them.
It is not a single entity, but multiple unknown entities that are the true masters of the Ten Rings artifact!
But he felt no fear.
Even if the opponent has a very powerful background, their combat strength is at most comparable to that of the Asgard God-King or a top-tier civilization in the universe.
Based on his own deductions, the level cap for the Ten Rings is only on par with the Stormbreaker.
No matter who's behind him, he's confident he can handle it calmly.
"Don't bother with that. You think you can drag me down into darkness and make me a tool for your invasion of Earth? You're dreaming! I'm not that crazy!"
Wenwu sneered.
Arrogance and conceit will ultimately lead to a heavy price.
Dormammu sneered, "If you ever come to your senses, you can use the magic circle ritual I left in your mind to summon me across realms."
As soon as the words were spoken, the giant purple head vanished instantly, and the entire dream space collapsed.
In the bedroom, Wenwu suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze shifting slightly.
Inexplicably, a set of dark summoning array information appeared in his mind, which was the interdimensional ritual left behind by Dormammu.
"Trying to manipulate me? Dormammu, you're destined to be disappointed."
Wenwu's lips curled into a cold smile as he muttered to himself.
The next morning, Wenwu got up and continued his research.
In order to study the Multiple Man, he temporarily put aside all matters related to magic and Ghost Rider.
" Erik, my clones have suffered heavy losses. The Ten Rings Empire is heavily guarded, and their detection equipment is extremely advanced. I've lost quite a few clones!"
"Moreover, many clones were captured, and some of the dead clones didn't even send back any memories, clearly indicating that their memories were erased before they died!"
Jamie, the Multiple Man, spoke to Magneto with a grave expression, his face pale from the backlash of his clones' successive deaths.
Magneto, seeing Jamie's anguish from the deaths of numerous clones, sighed, "Then let's stop the investigation, lest the Ten Rings Empire trace it back to us!"
"My abilities have now recovered to half, and I can move forward with our plan. I've mastered the Arc Reactor and can build it reliably. The old machine also needs to be restarted. With the massive energy provided by the Arc Reactor, the success rate will definitely increase significantly!"
Magneto's eyes blazed with ambition.
He plans to restart the converter that can activate the X-Gene in the human body.
After years of optimization, the machine technology has been greatly improved. Now, with the Arc Reactor technology, it can build its own base. After that, the machine will be activated, allowing Mutants to awaken continuously and become the largest race on Earth!
The Multiple Man and Pyro were also eagerly anticipating Magneto's next plan.
Time flies, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.
Inside the main palace of the Ten Rings Hall, Wenwu lay on the master bedroom bed. Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide, a hint of undisguised joy flashing in them.
"Haha! My mental power can finally search and read other people's memories!"
During this time, he studied the genes of the Multiple Man while also immersing himself in the study of the Hellish Black Magic system, and today he has finally achieved a major breakthrough.
He thoroughly understood the core principles of Mephisto's signature dark magic, " Soul Peering ".
Relying on his own formidable mental strength, he can now directly delve into the soul and fully read the memories of another person's entire life!
In the past, his mental power could only be superficially perceived, and the effect of combining it with hypnotic induction of fragmented information was extremely poor.
But things are completely different now!
This is a truly penetrating ability that reaches the very essence of the soul!
Unless the other party is a high-level mental ability user, everyone's memories will be laid bare in his presence!
" Mephisto, you'd never dream of this."
"I don't need to study your dark magic system to analyze and replicate your magic. Actually, I should thank you."
Wenwu chuckled inwardly, a hint of amusement in his eyes.
If it weren't for Mephisto's soul magic providing him with guidance, he doesn't know how much more time he would have had to spend in arduous cultivation if he wanted to search and read other people's memories on his own.