"Too noisy."
Lucci looked up at the hundreds of millions of evil tentacles sweeping down like they would swallow the cosmos, then glanced at the Ancient One's desperate face.
Finally, his gaze fixed on the giant face in the sky—still laughing wildly.
He simply moved…
…activating comprehension that defied heaven.
Buzz—
In an instant, the so-called Dark Dinsion and all its secrets beca transparent in Lucci's eyes.
He saw its essence: a negative-energy universe whose core laws were "devouring" and "destruction."
He saw Dormammu's relationship to it: not a creator, but the first discoverer of a dinsion he hadn't originally owned—more like a "world will" or "primordial parasite"-type inherited existence.
Dormammu could mobilize the dinsion's power, but the dinsion itself was not completely his.
He saw the composition of its energy: fragnts of countless devoured worlds, living grudges, and the pure chaotic void—mixed into a very "blended" and "nutrient-rich" energy cocktail.
"I see…"
A smile curled at Lucci's lips. Dormammu's heart inexplicably thumped.
"A huge garbage dump filled with negative emotions and ownerless energy?"
"The energy is mixed, but… there's a lot of it."
"It's just that my 'Great Universe ditation thod' has been lacking resources to improve."
In less than a thousandth of a second, Lucci fully grasped the Dark Dinsion's nature—and a bold idea ford in his mind.
If you're an aggregate of energy…
…then wouldn't it be best to eat you?
With Lucci's current understanding of cosmic origin and his comprehensive "Great Universe ditation thod," he created on the spot a special technique to "devour" a dinsion—no harder than breathing.
Facing the hundreds of millions of evil tentacles now closing in to engulf him, Lucci rely raised a hand and spread his five fingers.
Toward the sky.
Toward the entire Dark Dinsion.
He gently grasped.
"Great Universe Devouring thod."
The mont he spoke those five words, the supre law of "devouring"—the polar opposite of the Dark Dinsion—erupted from the center of his palm!
In an instant, Lucci's palm seed to form a small yet infinite suction…
…a cosmic black hole.
When those ferocious evil tentacles—each with power to shatter worlds—approached the "black hole," they collapsed instantly like snakes eting a natural predator.
Then, uncontrollably, they were dragged in, torn apart, and devoured—madly—by that ordinary-looking palm.
"What?!"
Dormammu's harsh laughter cut off abruptly.
For the first ti, shock and disbelief appeared on his massive face.
The dark energy he had mobilized was actually… out of control?
It no longer obeyed his command. Like swallows returning to the forest, it flew into that human's palm!
"What… is happening?!"
Storm waves rose in Dormammu's consciousness.
Beside Lucci, the Ancient One was completely stunned.
She had been ready to burn her soul for a final battle—yet the collision she expected never happened.
The attack strong enough to destroy everything…
…had beco a buffet?
And it didn't end there.
After devouring those tentacles, the "black hole" in Lucci's palm grew even more terrifying.
No longer satisfied with "passive" devouring, it began to greedily extend its fangs toward the entire Dark Dinsion!
Rumble—
The whole Dark Dinsion trembled and groaned violently!
In the sky, evil energy was sucked into a colossal tornado and surged madly toward Lucci's palm!
On the ground, mountains made from world fragnts disintegrated and evaporated into torrents of pure energy—then were pulled in!
Even the space of the dinsion itself was being torn apart and swallowed by the terrible suction!
Dormammu stared in horror as his connection to the dinsion was forcibly severed.
His power poured out like an avalanche!
The kingdom he had ruled for hundreds of millions of years was being… eaten… piece by piece!
"No! No! Stop! Stop!!"
Dormammu scread—one hundred tis more terrified than before.
He finally understood.
The monster before him wasn't here to fight.
He was here…
…to eat.
He wanted to swallow Dormammu and the entire dinsion as food!
Lucci naturally ignored his howling.
The "Great Universe Devouring thod" ran at maximum output. The black hole in his palm expanded, and its devouring speed increased again and again.
The Dark Dinsion shrank and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Dormammu's huge evil face rapidly faded like an illusion, shrinking drastically:
From planet-sized…
to mountain-sized…
to house-sized…
Fear.
An unprecedented, deep fear of "death itself" swallowed Dormammu's consciousness completely.
He knew that if this continued, within minutes, the immortal dinsional lord would truly "die."
"I was wrong! I was wrong!"
"Great being—please stop!"
Seeing his dinsion dying and himself shrinking like a deflating balloon, Dormammu finally broke down completely.
He cast aside all pride and dignity, begging for rcy in the humblest, most fearful tone.
"I'm willing to surrender! I'm willing to be your most loyal servant! Please—spare my life!"
"I'm willing to sign an eternal slave contract! Obey forever! Never betray!"
Hearing the words "slave contract," Lucci's greedy action finally halted.
He looked at the "mini Dormammu" before him—shrunk from a planet to palm-size, trembling like a purple jelly ball—with playful light in his eyes.
Making a dinsional lord into a slave?
That sounded… mildly interesting.
"Soul imprint."
Lucci spoke lightly.
Spared, mini Dormammu didn't dare be careless. He imdiately separated his true soul mark from his remaining origin and respectfully floated it toward Lucci.
Lucci casually took the mark and clenched it in his palm.
From that mont on, Dormammu's life and death depended entirely on a single thought of Lucci's.
The Ancient One beside them watched the entire process like a fool.
Her mind went blank.
The desperate dark monarch who had tornted Earth for years, forcing past Sorcerer Supres into helplessness…
…was defeated?
No—this wasn't even defeat.
This was getting directly "fard," then signing the contract yourself first.
The Ancient One stared at Lucci and the trembling purple "jelly," feeling like the past hundreds of years of her life had beco an absurd joke.
After obtaining Dormammu's loyalty, Lucci stopped devouring the Dark Dinsion.
The dinsion had lost nearly 90% of its energy and was worn down, but its foundation still existed.
Keeping it as a reserve "energy battery" or "garbage disposal site" wasn't bad.
He glanced at the still-petrified Ancient One, then at mini Dormammu floating ahead.
He waved his hand, opening a spatial rift back to the real dinsion.
"Let's go," he said, leading the way.
The Ancient One followed as if sleepwalking.
Mini Dormammu followed Lucci closely like a loyal pug.
…
Outside, at Kamar-Taj.
The courtyard atmosphere was tragic and solemn.
Under Mordo and Wong's organization, the sorcerers quickly packed important classics and relics, preparing for final evacuation.
Everyone's face was full of confusion about the future, and worry for Lucci and the Supre One's safety.
"Master Mordo… are we really just leaving like this?" a young sorcerer asked unwillingly.
Mordo clenched his fists, eyes full of pain and struggle, but he knew this was the Supre One's order—they had to obey.
"This is to preserve Kamar-Taj's fla," he said with difficulty.
At that mont, Wong, who had been staring at the sky, suddenly let out a startled cry.
"Look! The sky!"
Everyone looked up.
They saw the spatial rift that had been torn open by evil will—the rift connecting to the Dark Dinsion—had stopped.
It wasn't shrinking anymore, and it wasn't expanding either.
"What… happened?"
"Could it be… the Supre One won?"
"Impossible! That's Dormammu!"
The sorcerers spoke in shock, unable to understand why this was happening.
Mordo and Wong were stunned too.
Had the Supre One really perford a miracle and defeated Dormammu inside the Dark Dinsion?
Just as doubt swirled—
From the narrowing rift, two familiar figures stepped out.
Lucci and the Ancient One.
"It's the Supre One! And Lord Lucci!"
"They're back! They're safe!"
Seeing the two appear unhard, all of Kamar-Taj erupted into cheers like a lifeti's worth released at once.
Mordo and Wong were even more emotional, tears streaming as they rushed forward.
"Supre One! Thank heavens you're alright!"
Mordo blurted, "You… you really defeated Dormammu?"
All the sorcerers stared at the Ancient One with bright, eager eyes, waiting for her to announce the thrilling news.
But under her disciples' fervent gaze, the Ancient One's face showed a complex smile mixed with bitterness and awe.
She shook her head and sighed softly.
"?"
"How could I defeat Dormammu?"
With that one sentence, the cheering stopped abruptly.
Everyone froze.
Then… what about the rift in the sky?
The Ancient One didn't explain directly. She turned her gaze to the man beside her, expressionless from beginning to end.
"It was Lord Lucci."
Her voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone clearly.
"He's the one who defeated Dormammu."
Boom—
Those words exploded in every sorcerer's mind like a million-ton nuclear bomb.
Him… what?
Lord Lucci… defeated Dormammu?
Was this even real?
They stared at Lucci with eyes that looked at a god—no, more than a god.
Soone had invaded Dormammu's lair and… defeated the dinsional lord?
This was far beyond imagination.
Sothing never once heard in myth or legend.
The Ancient One looked at her disciples' collective ntal break and smiled bitterly inwardly.
Not only them—even she, who had witnessed it personally, felt like she was trapped in a strange dream.
She pointed behind Lucci, at the overlooked floating thing that looked like a purple jelly, blankly bobbing in the air.
"And that's not all."
"What is that?"
Everyone turned to look at the… oddly cute little floating object.
Purple, semi-transparent, with a faint light blinking at its core. It occasionally wiggled as if trying to please.
"What… what is it? A magical pet?" a female sorcerer asked curiously.
Mordo and Wong frowned.
They could sense a faint but extrely pure dark aura from it—strangely familiar.
Suddenly, Wong seed to recall sothing. His pupils shrank sharply. The blood drained from his face. He raised a trembling finger, pointing at the purple jelly.
His voice shook with extre fear and shock:
"Why… why does it feel so similar to… Dormammu?"
At once, everyone who was observing realized it too.
Their breathing stopped.
Seeing their ghostlike expressions, the Ancient One delivered the final blow. She nodded and spoke in a calm yet soul-freezing tone:
"That's right."
"This… is Dormammu."
Kamar-Taj fell into deadly silence.
You could hear a pin drop.
Mordo, Wong, and all the sorcerers collectively collapsed in place.
It was as if ti had stopped. Every sorcerer turned to stone like they'd been caught by dusa's gaze—mouths agape, eyes wide, faces filled with indescribable shock and confusion.
Only the Ancient One's words echoed in their minds:
"That… is Dormammu."
Dormammu?
That tiny purple jelly?
That "pug" following Lord Lucci like a pet?
The Dark Lord who had swallowed countless dinsions and left every generation of Sorcerer Supres helpless…
was Dormammu?
How was that possible?!
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes—if it hadn't been spoken by the Supre One they trusted most—they would never believe such nonsense even if they died.
The two top sorcerers of Kamar-Taj, Mordo and Wong, weren't much better.
Mordo's hands trembled. Wong rubbed his eyes, wanting to believe this was a severe hallucination he'd never experienced before.
Watching her disciples' worldview collapse, the Ancient One could only smile bitterly.
She took a deep breath and recounted what happened: Lucci entering the Dark Dinsion; creating his own "Great Universe Devouring thod" on the spot; devouring the entire Dark Dinsion like a buffet; finally forcing Dormammu to beg for rcy and sign a slave contract.
With every sentence, the sound of gasps in the courtyard grew louder.
When she finished, Kamar-Taj could no longer make any sound at all.
The sorcerers' faces flushed from oxygen deprivation and extre shock, their minds blank.
They could no longer think.
Devouring a dinsion?
Eating a dinsional lord like a al?
And in the end… harvesting him as a pet?
This wasn't sothing even gods could do.
This belonged only in creation myths.
…
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