You Ambushed Me? You Can't Afford to Play Fair, You Little...

"Mortals!"

Dormammu manifested before him, his eyes burning with scorching flames as they fixed on Zhang Yang. "You have successfully piqued my interest."

"Join the Dark Dimension. Become one with the darkness."

A terrifying power surged from Dormammu toward Zhang Yang, relentlessly compressing the space around him. "Or die beneath the power of darkness."

"Master Daniel!"

Ignoring the choice Dormammu had offered, Zhang Yang looked toward Daniel, who had arrived with a group of Sanctum Masters nearby. "Please leave this place."

"Hang in there, Zhang Yang!"

Daniel warily watched Dormammu and shouted at Zhang Yang, "We'll save you!"

Faced with such an enthusiastic Daniel, Zhang Yang felt rather helpless. "I have a way to get out, but it might cause a bit of a commotion. Master Daniel, please take them and leave."

"You have a way?"

Though Daniel had said he would save Zhang Yang, he actually had no confidence in doing so. Hearing Zhang Yang's words, he felt relieved, though still somewhat doubtful.

Who was Dormammu?

The demon god of the Dark Dimension, wielding the power of an entire dimension.

In all of Kamar-Taj, aside from the Sorcerer Supreme, The Ancient One, no one could defeat Dormammu. Very few sorcerers even survived an encounter with him.

Daniel had encountered Dormammu once before. That experience had nearly become his nightmare, and only after becoming a Sanctum Master had he finally overcome his fear of Dormammu.

Thus, he understood Dormammu's strength better than anyone.

"Yes."

Zhang Yang nodded. Daniel gritted his teeth, waved to the others, and withdrew from the Mirror Dimension.

"Are you preparing to surrender to me?"

Dormammu watched quietly, as though everything were under his control. "I accept your surrender!"

"I surrender my ass!"

Once he saw that Daniel and the others had left, Zhang Yang gathered every bit of magic power he could currently wield and, under Dormammu's interested gaze, formed a Big Ivan!

"Is this what you're relying on?"

Dormammu had long coveted the real dimension, so he naturally recognized what Zhang Yang had conjured. "A Big Ivan that only looks impressive?"

"Whether it's all show or not, just try it... Holy shit!"

Zhang Yang had just been about to talk trash when he discovered that Dormammu had actually launched a sneak attack. After hurriedly dodging it, he pointed at Dormammu, so angry that he could barely speak. "Are you incapable of playing fair? You ambushed me, you little piece of trash!"

Dormammu said nothing. He merely spread his hands, and black flames abruptly filled the entire Mirror Dimension.

"Ha!"

Zhang Yang raised Seraphim's Shield, temporarily blocking the flames' attack.

"Go!"

Rubbing his hands together, Zhang Yang created two Bolts of Balthakk. Locked onto Dormammu by his will, they shot toward him.

The Bolts of Balthakk transformed into two thunder dragons, breaking through the flames and arriving before Dormammu.

Boom!

Dormammu did not dodge. He endured the attack head-on.

"That's it?"

Dormammu looked at Zhang Yang in disappointment. "If you could wield one percent of the power within you... no, even one-thousandth of it, you would be able to instantly destroy this avatar of mine."

"But your weak mind simply cannot control that power... What a waste."

"I will turn you into a dark puppet, reinforce your body with the power of the entire Dark Dimension, allow you to wield ten percent of your magic power, and then devour the entire multiverse!"

"Stop resisting in vain, mortal!"

Dormammu launched another mental attack, but Zhang Yang was prepared this time and did not fall for it. With a simple stretch of his hand, he conjured a short sword burning with sacred fire.

Vishanti's Sacred Sword!

The flames filling the entire space were absorbed by the sacred sword, transformed into pure energy that nourished Zhang Yang's body.

Sword in hand, Zhang Yang walked up to Dormammu. He raised his arm and, without wasting words, brought it down in a slash.

Dormammu still did not move!

He merely caught Vishanti's Sacred Sword between his hands, even as sacred flames continuously purified them and wisps of green smoke rose from them.

"You can't move, can you?"

The corners of Zhang Yang's mouth lifted slightly. He had discovered Dormammu's secret. "You kept putting on that act to hide the fact that you can't move?"

"You found out."

Dormammu's voice carried no emotion at having been exposed. "But what does it change?"

"You cannot kill me!"

The dark energy around Dormammu grew even denser. "You will ultimately belong to me!"

"Idiot..."

Zhang Yang clapped his hands. Two Crimson Bands of Cyttorak appeared, binding Dormammu's hands. Then he picked up the Big Ivan he had prepared earlier and placed it beside Dormammu.

"See you later!"

After giving Dormammu an internationally recognized gesture, Zhang Yang detonated the Big Ivan with his mind.

Boom!

The Big Ivan exploded!

Compressed magic power swept over Dormammu's body like raging tides.

Once, twice... countless times.

With every sweep, a portion of the dark energy forming Dormammu's body was stripped away, until his figure faded completely, leaving behind a jet-black sphere floating in the air.

This sphere was the wormhole connecting the Dark Dimension to the real world. It had reappeared because Zhang Yang had broken the seal set by the London Sanctum.

"I told you."

Dormammu's voice came from within the sphere. Black energy emerged once more, forming an illusory figure. "You cannot kill me!"

"Who said I wanted to kill you?"

Zhang Yang walked to the black sphere. Through it, he could seemingly see the demon god's planet-sized form within the Dark Dimension. "I only intend to destroy this wormhole."

"Destroy it?"

Mockery filled Dormammu's voice. "With a mere mortal like you?"

"Yeah!"

Zhang Yang nodded and stretched out his hand. The surrounding space suddenly crystallized, and a sacred power enveloped the wormhole connecting the Dark Dimension to reality.

"This is..."

Dormammu suddenly felt a terrible premonition. "Stop!"

"Hoggoth's Elder Body!"

Zhang Yang had already completed the spell and did not mind naming it. "Want to give this spell a review?"

"You... damn you!"

Dormammu could feel a force sealing the spatial wormhole, driving him into a frenzy. "Mortal, you have successfully enraged me!"

"I, Dormammu, lord of the Dark Dimension and demon god!"

Before the dark spatial wormhole dissolved, Dormammu's venomous voice echoed throughout the Mirror Dimension. "I curse you in my true name, Zhang Yang!"

"From this day onward, live forever in fear!"

"Sink into fear, and in fear... become a part of me!"

"Enjoy your final happy days!"

"In the end, I still won!"

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