# Chapter 30 Art of War
In the vast Dark Dimension, countless desolate planets drifted through the void.
Over billions of years, countless life-bearing planets had been devoured by Dormammu, ultimately transforming into dead stars, adorning the Dark Dimension.
The invincible and mighty Dormammu angrily tossed and turned, utterly infuriated.
This vast universe, while containing a few troublesome gods or planets, had none that stuck in His throat like Earth.
Just now, He had detected another individual on that minuscule planet Earth attempting to steal Black Magic.
Although the total amount was minuscule, roughly equivalent to the share He distributed to Kaecilius's subordinates, that was no reason for these Earth ants to openly provoke Him!! Having an Ancient One was bad enough, after all, the Ancient One was strong!
"Let me see, who is responsible..."
Dormammu opened His terrifying, planet-sized eyes. In His vision, endless magical particles surged like rivers, readily available for His use. His vision extended through Black Magic, reaching a Black Magic practitioner on Earth.
And He saw that the one stealing His power was... a Deviant?
No, not a Deviant, merely somewhat similar in appearance.
Dormammu almost thought that the Celestials had created a new breed of Deviant. If that were the case, He would have to be cautious, as the Celestials were a terrifying cluster of gods, starting at the Skyfather level, far too powerful.
"Hmm? This little thing is interesting. It's inheriting power through gene replacement?" Dormammu took another look, immediately intrigued.
Even as an ancient god, it was the first time He had seen such a peculiar species.
He had seen many creatures that grew stronger by eating their enemies, typically a few Deviants and the infamous Annihilation insectoids in the universe.
But a creature that could seize the power of others through parasitism was a first.
"This thing is called a Xenomorph? It can even inherit the Black Magic authority I granted to Earth's mages in this way..." Dormammu's eyes lit up, brighter than a star.
If He could analyze the life essence of this life form and then use it as a basis to create a vessel that could perfectly inherit His power, yet from a higher level, prevent certain troublesome beings from recognizing it as His shell...
Frankly, that was far more promising than constantly raising His debt ceiling and bestowing Black Magic upon Kaecilius and those third-rate mages.
Given the opportunity to personally infiltrate Earth, Dormammu would be insane to cultivate agents to compete with the Ancient One as He was doing now!
It caused Dormammu to endure increasing pain each time He repaid the price of using Black Magic.
Soon, Dormammu first cut off the Xenomorph's ability to steal Black Magic power, and at the same time, used Black Magic to transmit information, issuing an important directive on the matter:
Acquire this creature called a Xenomorph at any cost!
Kaecilius quickly received the order from Dormammu, his eyes sharpening as he stared intently at Duval, unable to hide his surprise.
"It seems your master has issued a new order to you. At least, I don't think you're surprised by my Xenomorphs," Duval said.
"Indeed, your performance seems to have pleased my master greatly, extraordinarily so," Kaecilius said frankly, constantly surveying the surrounding Xenomorphs, clearly considering how to quickly eliminate these creatures.
Duval was also preparing at all times. At this moment, the Abomination Xenomorph stepped out from behind Duval.
He would question Kaecilius's ideals, but not doubt his strength. Kaecilius was once the Ancient One's chief disciple and now wielded both the Vishanti's White Magic and Dormammu's Black Magic, making him exceptionally formidable.
A single Mirror Dimension Magic spell, if successfully cast by Kaecilius, would put Duval in a very passive position.
"This adventure is necessary, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to confirm certain things, but fighting you under these circumstances is beyond my expectations... I won't give you the opportunity to use Mirror Dimension Magic," Duval said.
He had confirmed that the Chestburster Xenomorph had failed to master Black Magic, and judging by Kaecilius's reaction, Dormammu must have intervened, denying the Xenomorph "access."
That was normal, and there was nothing to be discouraged about.
"I don't know why, but I always feel like you know me very well, and you also know Black Magic very well, and you also know my master Dormammu very well... Whatever the reason, you will soon be one of us."
Kaecilius raised his hand towards Duval: "Truth belongs to Dormammu. Offer up the Xenomorphs, become a glorious member of us, and I will spare your life."
Duval did not hesitate, displaying extraordinary decisiveness, and acted resolutely.
Mirror Dimension Magic was not invincible, and its usage conditions had extremely harsh restrictions. Duval could never passively wait.
In an instant, Duval rushed forward, and the surrounding Xenomorphs also acted simultaneously.
Under normal circumstances, Duval would not personally take action, because there was no need. He clearly knew where his strength lay. As long as he did not die, even if only one Xenomorph was hiding somewhere in the world, even if all the other Xenomorphs died, this surviving Xenomorph could evolve into a Queen on the spot, and the entire Xenomorph race would not be destroyed.
But in this situation, facing such a dangerous enemy, Duval took the lead.
Whoosh! His speed was so fast that, in the eyes of ordinary people, he could even leave afterimages. His arms, which could only be considered sturdy, seemed to activate with every swing, unleashing an overload of power, causing the muscles to visibly swell slightly.
Kaecilius's eyelids twitched, but he still acted immediately.
Numerous slender, red magic threads sprouted from his hands, transforming into a dense web that stretched towards the Xenomorphs lunging from all directions.
"This is Kamar-Taj magic, how ironic." Duval chuckled, informing all the Xenomorphs about the magic through the mental link.
The numerous Xenomorphs restrained by these slender whips began to jump and thrash against the surrounding walls. Some of them unhesitatingly tore open their own bodies, using their Strong Acid blood to clear a path, corroding the slender energy whips and creating opportunities for the other Xenomorphs.
The most ferocious in its charge was naturally the Abomination Xenomorph. Its formidable self-healing ability and unparalleled physique allowed it to violently crash and forcibly pull within the network space woven from golden-red energy whips.
Several Deviants Xenomorphs were also particularly active. Possessing the superior genes of the Deviants, they were inherently capable of absorbing energy. Immediately, they extended fleshy tendrils from their bodies, attaching them to the energy whips and forcibly extracting energy to sever them.
The army that Duval had painstakingly built was, at this moment, beginning to show its mettle.
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