The Ancient One was frozen, not knowing how Alaric, that brat, had pulled this off.
Wasn't progress in power supposed to accumulate slowly, bit by bit?
Why was Alaric's progress such a leap?
Did Alaric eat something in the Dark Dimension and directly explode in level and upgrade himself?!
"You have such a disciple, you can rest easy. I'll wait for him."
After Eternity said that, he directly severed the connection.
The Ancient One could only give a bitter smile.
She should be feeling very calm and happy, but why did her heart feel so sour?
Sometimes, having an extraordinary junior is also a kind of suffering.
Especially… now, even she was no longer a match for Alaric!!
...
Supreme Dimensional World, Vishanti.
Oshtur suddenly sensed something and abruptly opened her eyes.
"Hm?"
"What's wrong?"
Hoggoth heard her voice and sharply opened his eyes.
"..."
That reaction speed made Oshtur wonder if Hoggoth had even been meditating sincerely.
"Looks like our investment is about to pay off."
Oshtur smiled.
"Investment? You mean Alaric? What about him?"
Hoggoth was confused.
"You're one of the Vishanti." After saying that, Oshtur closed her eyes again.
Alaric's progress surprised Oshtur; such talent had long surpassed what a mere mage should possess.
But when she recalled the tear she gave to Alaric, it no longer felt unrealistic.
If Alaric didn't reach Agamotto's level, Oshtur would wonder if he was faking it and not training seriously.
Thinking like that, she looked forward even more to the next meeting with Alaric.
"What does that mean?" Hoggoth looked at Oshtur in dissatisfaction.
Just say it straight, why speak in half sentences!?
"See for yourself." Agamotto reminded him, not opening his eyes.
"See for myself… Like I don't know how to see for myself… damn it!!"
Hoggoth unleashed the power of Vishanti, sensed Alaric, then cursed.
"How did he do that!?"
"Wait! What is he doing?! Why is he able to devour dark power!?"
"Hold on! That aura on him… Oshtur! Explain this to me properly! Didn't you say the tear wouldn't create life!?"
"And you, Agamotto, say something!!"
Only Hoggoth was yelling throughout the entire space.
Oshtur had wisely shut off her perception in advance, and Agamotto ignored him too, clearly used to these outbursts.
...
Divided field, a narrow dimension.
Dormammu revealed his true form, spread his arms wide, violently tore open the spatial rift in front of him, and stepped into this dimension.
The powerful magic surrounding him began to influence the reality of this dimension itself, and the raging dark power began to assimilate everything before him.
Below him were refugees, natives of this dimension, who stared in horror as the godlike Dormammu tore open the sky, stormed into their homes, and destroyed everything.
Among them were many sorcerers proficient in magic, who tried to stop Dormammu's advance and attack him.
But Dormammu simply blew lightly and completely obliterated them.
Even those so-called magical attacks, when hitting his body, did not cause him any damage.
Dormammu looked upon everything beneath him with pride and satisfaction.
He said that no matter how many times he saw this kind of scene, he could always feel the thrill of conquest!
"Their attacks don't even scratch compared to the damage Alaric caused me."
Dormammu shook his head in dissatisfaction, stepped forward, and crushed the resisting sorcerers with a single stomp.
At the same time, he thought of Alaric.
In comparison, the strength of these down below was simply pathetic.
Alaric was the one so annoying that Dormammu had to seriously exert himself because of him.
And he felt that, without Alaric, that disgusting guy, even the air felt incredibly fresh!
This once again confirmed for Dormammu that he was the invincible demon-god!!
Not someone that a little mage like Alaric could just deal with!
Dormammu said that, because of that damned time loop, not even he had as much confidence in himself as he should.
"A weak dimension should submit!"
RUMBU!
Dormammu roared, and an enormous wave of dark power instantly covered the sky and began to devour everything!
Once he conquered this dimension, his power would increase again, and the Dark Dimension would become even larger.
For countless years, this was how Dormammu had been strengthening himself!
Just a small expansion of the Dark Dimension, and Dormammu became slightly stronger!
Moreover, as long as he was in the Dark Dimension, he was an omnipotent being!
No one could defeat him!!
"Weak existence, along with this world, shall forever become part of me… Divided… hm?"
Dormammu's power completely engulfed this dimensional world; once fully assimilated and turned into part of the darkness, he could return…
But suddenly Dormammu sensed something was wrong, stopped, and began to perceive.
The survivors below, looking up at the darkened sky, were terrified, their faces full of despair.
They knew that from this moment on, they would no longer exist.
Their only choice was to silently wait for death's arrival.
But suddenly, that terrifying demon-god, for some unknown reason, stopped moving.
As Dormammu paused, it was as if time itself in this world had stopped flowing.
Then they saw that the demon-god, who just moments ago had nearly conquered their world, suddenly turned abruptly and quickly left through that enormous spatial rift.
And with Dormammu's disappearance, those dark forces began to dissipate, and the spatial rifts slowly began to close.
After a long time, when the light returned once more, they realized they had truly survived!
That demon-god really left!!
Countless people continuously prayed, grateful to still be alive in the end.
Alaric didn't know that, thanks to his actions, he had just saved an entire dimension.
Yes, Dormammu suddenly left and gave up on the dimension precisely because he felt something was wrong with his Dark Dimension!
He sensed that part of his authority as master of the entire dark world had actually been lost!!
And then, under his perception, he was shocked to discover that someone was indeed attacking his dark world!!
At that moment, Dormammu even wondered if he had sensed wrong!
Because what kind of idiot would have both the courage and power to attack the world ruled by him, the dark god Dormammu!?
They probably didn't even know how to spell the word "death"!!
Dormammu laughed in fury; he, the dark demon-god, to be robbed one day!?
Then Dormammu sensed a familiar aura, not only familiar, but extremely repulsive.
Because he discovered that the one who robbed his home was precisely that disgusting bastard he had tried so hard to avoid!
"Alaric! God damn you %%!!"