Chapter 212: Dormammu, I’ve come to bargain, kneel down and listen to me

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"Th... What kind of power is this? Ahhhhh!" Dormammu let out a scream, his voice continuously cracking.

The entire single Universe was turned upside down by the mighty force erupted by Lucas.

Not to mention Dormammu himself.

Facing Lucas directly, he only felt that his soul was constantly burning from the depths.

Fear swept through Dormammu’s mind.

Lucas overlooked the insignificant avatar beneath his feet with an indifferent gaze, just like the Heavenly Dao of this Universe.

In fact, he was zoning out.

He was in a pretty good mood today, walking around and visiting neighbors.

There were also many big shots in the Marvel Universe.

Just in this past second alone, he had already crossed paths with the Eternity family, the Seven Lords of Hell, the Vishanti, and others.

Except for the Vishanti, the others had basically been kicked a couple of times by Lucas to varying degrees.

Lady Death was quite bony, but unfortunately, she was too thin, which wasn’t great.

As for Dormammu.

Lucas casually raised his index finger and gently pressed it down!

"Watch my... Great Desolation Prison Finger!"

Boom!

That single finger felt like the mass of the entire Multiverse was pouring and collapsing toward Dormammu!

Dormammu’s avatar, along with the attacks he constructed, was crushed into annihilation-dust filling the sky the moment it touched that finger, before even a half-muffled scream could escape!

The entire dark passage evaporated out of thin air.

Heaven and Earth returned to clarity, and sunlight spilled over the streets of Hong Kong. If not for the ruins still remaining, Wanda would have thought everything that happened just now was a nightmare she had after being knocked unconscious last night.

Lucas retracted his multiversal dharma form and transformed back to his original size.

This time he was completely certain that the rules of the Marvel Universe were extremely lenient; even when he acted so wildly, no one came to sanction him.

Unlike the Supreme Being next door, who threw a fit just because someone took a few things and beat up his people—showing not an ounce of a powerhouse’s magnanimity.

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The scene was dead silent.

Unlike Lucas’s nonchalance, Strange sat paralyzed in the ruins, his eyes locked onto Lucas, his soul trembling so much that he even forgot to breathe, murmuring to himself:

"Th... This is some kind of high-tier mirror illusion, right? This must be some kind of cognitive-altering hallucinatory spell..."

Wanda beside him was breathing deeply, her beautiful eyes filled with intense fervor.

She floated to Strange’s side and said softly:

"This is not an illusion. You only need to slightly perceive the residual energy around you to realize that his mighty force is real, vast, and boundless, having already surpassed the limits of this Universe."

Wong and Mordo even felt their knees going weak, their mouths wide open, unable to utter even half a syllable.

The most powerful person they had ever seen was only Sorcerer Ancient One.

But the human in front of them had already exceeded the limits of everyone’s cognition.

They had guarded Earth for a lifetime; when had they ever seen such a monster that could crush a dimensional demon god with a single finger?

This was no longer human!

After blasting apart Dormammu’s avatar, Lucas did not stop.

His gaze penetrated the cracks left behind by the dimensional space and looked straight at Dormammu hidden in the Dark Dimension.

Although Dormammu’s avatar was crushed by a single finger, his true body and source will were still cowering deep within the Dark Dimension.

As long as the Dark Dimension was not destroyed, this guy could continuously resurrect.

To completely wipe out Dormammu, one had to erase the entire Dark Dimension.

But to some extent, this involved the underlying rules of the Marvel Universe.

Just like Dad’s famous quote: Yin and Yang must be balanced.

If the Dark Dimension were completely erased and light took absolute dominance, the underlying laws would become unbalanced, breeding even more terrifying and grotesque evil entities.

Cthulhu might even come out.

That thing actually existed in the Marvel Universe. He himself was immune to everything, but others wouldn’t be so lucky.

However, not being able to completely erase the darkness didn’t mean he couldn’t beat the crap out of Dormammu!

What Lucas wanted to do was to give Dormammu tens of millions of slaps, completely beat this dimensional demon god into submission, and postpone the time of his comeback indefinitely to hundreds of millions of years later.

By that time, maybe his own son would have already become a god.

"Wanda, you guys restore the buildings here, I’m going to have a heart-to-heart with Dormammu."

Lucas grinned at Wanda, and amidst the astonished gazes of Strange and the others, he ripped open the void!

Crack!

A large opening leading directly to the Dark Dimension was forcefully torn open by him with sheer brute force!

Lucas, wearing flip-flops, stepped into that decayed land.

The moment he stepped into the Dark Dimension, decay, filth, and the power of destruction surged overwhelmingly, trying to corrode Lucas’s physical body.

"Step aside!"

Lucas gave a low shout, and the force field on the surface of his body completely isolated all these negative energies.

The Power of Infinity even formed a layer of protective shield.

There was no help for it; the negative energy of the Dark Dimension was simply too negative for organic life forms.

Being stained by it was no different from a beggar who hadn’t taken a bath in ten years spitting heavily at you.

Lucas once again exerted the Power of Infinity to create the Power of Life in the Dark Dimension, completely illuminating half of the Dark Dimension.

Darkness hated nothing more than light.

Despair loathed nothing more than hope.

Lucas specifically disgusted the Dark Dimension, using massive positive light power to forcefully dye the pitch-black World spanning dozens of light-years around into a colorful, gorgeous ocean!

"Ahhhhh! My dimension! My power! You are polluting my eyes!"

Deep within the Dark Dimension, Dormammu’s true will let out a shrill howl more painful than eating a fly!

These purely positive infinite energies were simply fatal toxic acid to him. Hope... it was disgusting to Death!

Dormammu fell into a frenzy.

He frantically mobilized the entire ocean of origin, transforming it into sky-filling thunder, pouring down wildly towards Lucas like a carpet bombing!

"Dormammu, I’ve come to bargain, kneel down and listen to me first!"

Facing these dimensional attacks, Lucas couldn’t even be bothered to take a look.

With a casual wave!

The Power of Force, full-map basic attacks!

Boom!

All the lightning filling the sky was blasted into pieces by Lucas.

The next second, Lucas stepped through the void, instantaneously appearing in front of Dormammu’s face, picked up a galaxy-sized iron fist, and landed a heavy, powerful blow right on top!

Bang!!!

This punch directly blasted a giant crater hundreds of light-years in diameter into Dormammu’s face!

The flying dark power was scattered across the starry sky like a meteor shower!

"Roar! I am undying! Here I possess endless energy!"

Dormammu roared in agony.

But still refusing to yield, he frantically replenished his own energy, and the huge wound was instantly repaired.

"Doesn’t matter, I have plenty of time to disgust you!"

The corners of Lucas’s mouth curved into a wicked smile.

Don’t forget, he also had the Time Stone.

With his left hand, he activated the Time Power, constructing a protective shield to offset the passage of years imposed on himself, and then pressed down with his right hand, forcibly throwing Dormammu into time acceleration—a thousand times! Ten thousand times!

The invincibility of the Time Stone lay in the fact that it could be applied to the soul.

Dormammu was eternal and immortal, but his soul and will were not eternally immortal.

He had once been tortured by Doctor Strange’s time loop to the point of voluntarily withdrawing from invading Earth, and now Lucas’s stack was even more powerful.

Afterward, Lucas continued to pick up his fists.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The subsequent scene turned into a one-sided beating!

In Lucas’s perception, a mere half-hour had passed.

But for Dormammu, who was trapped in the time loop, over the past several millennia, he had experienced thousands upon thousands of times the physical hell of having his physical body blasted to pieces by Lucas’s punch, recovering, and then getting blasted apart again!

He could indeed rely on the Dark Dimension to recover infinitely.

But his soul and spirit, during this long-lasting torture of beatings lasting thousands of years, were wantonly trampled and played with by Lucas like walking a dog. The self-respect of a dimensional demon god had long since been bullied into having zero temper.

"Stop hitting! I beg you to stop hitting, I surrender! Ahhhhh!"

Finally, after countless times of having his eye sockets punched through, this ruler of the Dark Dimension, our Lord Dormammu, completely laid down the dignity of a demon god and let out a heart-rending plea for mercy!

"Look, you’re just cheap! Wouldn’t it have been settled if you were obedient earlier? Now you still had to take a brutal beating. Come on, sing Conquest for me!"

Lucas transmitted the musical tune over, and Dormammu’s old face flushed red.

Let a demon god like him sing for you?

Are you kidding me!

This lord will...

"Hmm?"

Lucas glared.

Dormammu immediately became honest, "Thus conquered by you..."

The demon god’s voice was rugged, and singing it had a unique flavor to it, clearly showing he had been through quite a few stories.

"Hey! That’s right! When hanging out in the streets, what the hell is the use of only knowing how to take beatings! Not only do you need power and background, but you also need to master conceptual power! Do you understand, you little punk!"

"Come on, lick my leather shoes again!"

Lucas deliberately conjured up a pair of leather shoes, wore them on his feet, and let Dormammu lick them.

Dormammu had no self-respect anymore!

He immediately knelt down and helped Lucas wipe the leather shoes until they were pitch black and shiny.