Chapter 260: Earth Civilization Has Stood Up

In the center of the battlefield, Dormammu's avatar still firmly guarded his own area.

The thick darkness condensed into an indestructible rock, and all attacks slapped on the rock like waves.

However, as the internal driving force of the waves became weaker and weaker, the future of the rock being shattered became more and more distant.

"This is a memorial, a memorial to our destroyed home!"

The Partypoopers broke away from the restrictions set by Dormammu in the collective spirit for the first time. Their expressions were no longer forced sadness, and they no longer had to be expressed in words.

When they decided to join this war against Dormammu, the invisible shackles bound to this survivor civilization had already been unlocked.

"This is a revenge, for our lost past!"

Following the voice of the Partypooper commander, the engine that hadn't been started for a long time rang out with that deafening roar. The gathered energy flowed through the entire ship under the engine's propulsion, and a golden pattern lit up again, on which was the symbol of their former civilization.

"Golden Fleet! All jump, advance, target, revenge war!"

The space jump engine operated rapidly, and one phantom after another appeared beside Lao Die and the others. Those were fully armed Partypooper warriors, wearing battle armor, holding sharp blades, and the shields formed by force field generators distorting the force field made a brilliant appearance.

The fluctuations generated by one jump after another caused the battlefield that had already stabilized to set off monstrous waves, and everyone's eyes were placed on them.

This suddenly appearing fresh force would determine the final direction of this war.

The expression of Dormammu's avatar, who also saw these, was exceptionally bad. A group of defeated generals had actually stood up again.

Soon, the jumping phantoms turned into reality. The Partypoopers opened their eyes, and their sharp gazes swept across in front of them. The force field of the entire space was torn wildly like broken cloth, Dormammu's position was tottering, and the condensed darkness might collapse at any time.

But because technology like force field distortion didn't distinguish between friend and foe, or rather, it didn't distinguish between friend and foe except for those Partypoopers who could simulate the force field change position with their brains in real-time, so Lao Die and the others couldn't keep up with the attack.

Johnson also hurriedly withdrew the projection first. His face was already pale, and he might fall down at any time due to excessive consumption.

Seeing that it was always a little short of breaking Dormammu's defense line, a new force abruptly appeared in another direction, which was Dormammu's rear.

The Partygoers had arrived.

One is many, many is one.

The ideology condensed by all individuals turned into a huge, incomparable demon god, and slapped Dormammu directly.

Where the palm wind swept, all energy was ingested by the Partygoer demon god, layer upon layer superimposed.

Boom!

With a deafening collision, the defense line built by Dormammu's avatar collapsed completely, and the condensed darkness scattered in all directions.

Above the sky, the flagship main cannon of the Partypoopers had finished charging. At the moment the defense line collapsed, the cannon roared, and the azure energy pierced through the sky, hitting the center of Dormammu directly.

While the energy cannon set off destructive ripples, it produced a huge suction force, gathering all the overflowing darkness together.

Frank raised his right hand, and a beam of light fell from the sky. That was the power of holy light.

True - Holy Light Baptism!

Under the fall of the light beam, all darkness was swept away. The light cleared the universe, and the stirred-up light waves illuminated the entire level completely.

Dormammu's avatar, fell.

Outside the world, Dormammu, who was entangled with the Ancient One, received the information that the avatar had collapsed, and the action stopped immediately.

Holy light energy body, secondary demon god.

Golden Fleet, demon god combat power.

Hive assimilation spirit body, secondary demon god.

Ancient Scholar, ceiling position demon god.

Indestructible Lizard, Old Man, extremely difficult reserve demon god combat power.

For a time, Dormammu discovered that in this small area, a group of powerful existences capable of making their own voices suddenly appeared on his opposite side.

More importantly, there was that damn old woman on the opposite side!

The Ancient One met Dormammu's gaze and slightly spread her hands. The Eye of Agamotto rotated slightly in her hand. The power of time and the power of darkness collided constantly. Tens of thousands of magic lights appeared in the air again, like stars about to fall, ready to give Dormammu a heavy blow at any time.

Dormammu threw a few dark balls unhappily, and then silently began to prepare to retreat with his power.

Several secondary demon gods united plus the Ancient One were enough to make Dormammu, who was unwilling to fight for his life, retreat three times. The Dark Dimension was also a piece of fat meat being watched by others. If too much power was lost here, the cohesion formed by the deterrence of powerful forces inside Dormammu would collapse immediately.

At that time, internal turmoil, external forces eyeing covetously, plus a bunch of guys who didn't care about losses, it would be Dormammu who would be in trouble.

When Dormammu retreated, the world consciousness of the entire Strange Tale World also moved, pushing its own world to completely break away from the Dark Dimension.

Dormammu's face twitched. He didn't block it. Since he had already chosen to retreat, there was no need to fight another battle for some small things.

Hundreds of years, hundreds of years since the last time, the Dark Dimension was finally forced to spit out what it had already eaten.

When the entire Strange Tale World regained freedom, the energy between the universe was captured and put in place by this world again, and the stability of the Backrooms rose by more than a grade.

The Ancient One silently retracted her power and looked back at the Strange Tale World.

After a short thought, the Strange Tale World pushed its position toward the direction of Earth.

The Ancient One smiled faintly. The world consciousness of this world was still very sensible and didn't mean to be an ingrate.

The Ancient One also very generously pushed it again, letting the Strange Tale World fall into place officially. Now if Dormammu wanted to attack Earth directly, he had to choose another direction. On the dimensional level, the Strange Tale World had blocked the nearest road for the Dark Dimension to head to Earth.

This was a victory that was hard to describe, not only on the tactical level but also on the strategic level.

Dormammu's admission of defeat made many forces re-recognize the Ancient One and the Earth Civilization behind the Ancient One.

The Dark Souls world consciousness even sent information to Earth Civilization with a clear-cut stance, seeking deep cooperation with Earth Civilization on the level of world and civilization.

Simply put, the Dark Souls world wished it could be like the Strange Tale World, becoming the front line to resist Dormammu's Dark Dimension. After all, front line is front line, it always has to break away first to be called a front line, and then everything will turn around.

At the same time, in the Backrooms, the several forces that had just worked together to solve Dormammu now had a clear dividing line between them.

The Partygoers' spirit body stood at the position where Dormammu was originally, just looking at Frank and the others.

The Partypoopers' fleet floated above the sky, the muzzles of the giant cannons turned slightly, locking onto the Partygoers.

The Indestructible Lizard and the surviving high-level entities stood in the area close to the Partygoers. They also needed living space. In the current situation, they could only become allies with the Partygoers, because the strength of the other side was simply too powerful.

Johnson touched Frank lightly and shook his head at Frank.

After this battle just now, the spirituality Johnson had accumulated for three hundred years had been exhausted, and the hidden dangers left by Johnson's own advancement also had to be dealt with urgently. Now was not a good time for another battle.

Frank also knew the current situation very clearly. His state now wasn't very good either. After all, he was the side that fought from the beginning to the end.

The side with the best state was Blade, who sought self-preservation at the first time. If he had to trade, Blade could trade off the Indestructible Lizard at most, and nothing more could be asked for.

"Withdraw." Frank said to the Partypoopers in a low voice.

The Partypooper command indicated understanding. The Golden Fleet engine ignited and began to move toward the direction of leaving this level.

Throughout the withdrawal, the Partygoers kept watching, but didn't take action rashly.

Dormammu's avatar was finished, the Strange Tale World was free, and the Partygoers would probably have to hold a meeting to discuss the subsequent behavior mode when they went back.

After the fleet gradually left, the high-level entities that originally faced the Partygoers with an ally posture immediately turned their direction, looking at these "allies" vigilantly. They didn't intend to give away the control of this level.

After a short assessment of the combat power of both sides, while considering the ongoing Pleasure War, the Partygoers began to disperse and return to their gathering places.

Inside the Partypooper fleet, Blade supported Johnson, his eyes constantly looking at the hull around him.

Although he could see the floating energy ripples and perceive the power ready to go in every muzzle, having not been used and maintained for a long time, the dilapidation of this flagship couldn't be covered up.

The hull seen along the way had quite a few gaps. As a cosmic fleet, when sailing, Blade even felt a bit drafty. This was outrageous.

"Forcibly jumping just now put the hull under huge pressure."

The Partypooper seemed to know what Blade was thinking and said when passing by him.

Blade was a bit embarrassed, "Is there anything I need to help with?"

The Partypooper looked at him, although there was no emotional change, it seemed to be saying, are you so confident?

"Please make way."

Blade took two steps back. Following the action of the Partypooper in front of him, he saw a crack behind him, and could even see the distorted metal parts on it with the naked eye.

After having enough operating space, the Partypooper began to repair. The force field was their weapon and also their best tool.

The hull strength repaired by forcibly using the force field definitely wasn't as good as a brand-new one, but it was much better than nothing.

Similar repair actions were being carried out in various positions of the entire flagship.

At the same time, in the control room, Frank, who was invited, was looking at the screen in front of him. There were at least hundreds of red alarms jumping on it. This was the error self-checked by the flagship system.

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The current flagship was like a Lego toy. Being able to sail normally was already a miracle that wasn't small.

"Does the invitation you mentioned earlier still count?" The commander turned to look at Frank and asked.

"Ah?" Frank paused for a moment, reacted, and the commander was asking about the invitation he issued to the entire Partypooper group, "Of course it counts. We are very grateful for your help this time."

"We didn't do it to help you." The commander opened his mouth mercilessly, "We just intended to see how much power the guy who destroyed our mother civilization in the records actually had."

Frank gave a dry laugh. The emotions shown by the Partypoopers were much better than before. They were no longer so depressed, and there was a feeling of shackles being broken, but, they felt a bit different now. Speaking didn't seem as good as at the beginning, and there was a kind of hard, unbending taste.

"After joining, what benefits can we get, and what obligations do we need to bear?" The commander continued to look at Frank and ask.

"Uh... this, specifically you might need to negotiate with people inside us..." Frank's voice became smaller as he spoke.

Because the attitude of the Partypooper commander seemed to be saying, we only know you for now, and only talk to you.

Frank had a bit of a headache and looked at the fleet around, "We can provide you with a habitat and can also provide you with some material aid. You need to help us build our own cosmic fleet. Specifically, it can't be determined now."

The commander looked at Frank with a bit of surprise.

Frank paused for a moment. Was my statement generous, or too stingy?

"Just like this, thank you for your generosity."

Frank blinked when he heard this. Did I say it very generously? It felt like the most basic rights. It shouldn't be that in the cognition of the Partypoopers, joining equals becoming cannon fodder.

Then Earth Civilization couldn't afford such expensive cannon fodder.

After returning to the first level, the Partypooper commander enthusiastically sent the few people out of the flagship, and was still chatting about the time and place of subsequent negotiations along the way.

"Ding dong, your actions have attracted the attention of some civilization survivors. They intend to join your civilization. If you accept their joining, your various technologies will be improved, and related technology research speed will be improved..."

Johnson simulated the system's prompt sound on the side, "Congratulations, Mr. Frank, you have completed a pioneering work, and your civilization will benefit from it."

Frank laughed and patted Johnson, "Stop it, brother, prepare to go home."

Johnson nodded and took out the key to the cabin from his pocket. This time, the Dark Dimension power shrouding around the world had faded, and there would be no more directional interference. The portal of the cabin could finally be opened normally.

"Let's go, home." Johnson was full of complex emotions.

He had truly experienced three hundred years in this place, and had intersections with many people in the middle. It was a pity that those people were eventually buried in the passage of time, but no matter what, this ending wasn't too bad, was it?

Compared to everything gained, all the efforts were clearly worth it. ===== CHAPTER 261 =====