Dormammu looked at Lyon's utterly fearless expression, and the PTSD from Doctor Strange flared up again.
Every time those Stranges negotiated with him, they always had that exact same expression!
He cautiously scanned the surroundings, trying to find whatever backup move Lyon might have hidden.
But there was nothing—absolutely nothing—making this so-called Supreme Sorcerer seem like a conceited fool who couldn't see beyond the well he sat in.
His gaze turned cold. "Welcome? Then offer up this dimension along with Earth to me, Supreme Sorcerer!"
Lyon formed hand seals. "This dimension is mine. Earth is under my protection too… if you want them, come and try!"
A Mirror Dimension unfolded rapidly, covering the entire planet in just a few breaths.
Dormammu glanced around, then suddenly sneered, "Mirror Dimension? Laughable."
"Then I'll kill you and devour everything you possess myself!"
Dormammu struck suddenly.
The dimensional energy swirling around him exploded instantly, breaking through the Mirror Dimension on the spot.
The vast mirror realm shattered like real glass.
Then, like a mountain, Dormammu's fist tore through space and appeared before Lyon in the blink of an eye.
This was the strongest attack style in the Marvel universe—hand-to-hand combat!
Lyon's figure was struck by Dormammu's massive fist; with just a single blow, he was sent flying like a meteor, crashing through mountain after mountain on the planet's surface, as if a bowling ball was knocking down rows of pins.
The collapsed mountain ranges stirred up clouds of dust that spread for several kilometers.
From a spaceward perspective, the planet's surface now looked as if it had sprouted a row of earth-brown bristles.
"A mere Supreme Sorcerer, without the Time Stone, still dares to bluff!"
Dormammu extended both hands forward, and the wind, rain, thunder, and lightning of the entire dimension bowed to him.
Gales, tectonic force, blazing flames, and ocean tides all surged toward Lyon's location under his control.
This was Dormammu's power—elemental manipulation!
Mountain-crushing quakes, tsunamis, meteor showers, wildfires…
Each of these elemental attacks was enough to cause mass extinction.
And now, all of them were unleashed on one man: Lyon.
Dormammu poured all his rage at the countless Doctor Stranges, along with the provocation he had just received, entirely onto Lyon.
It was as if he had sworn to grind this arrogant Supreme Sorcerer to dust.
When all movement ceased, the surface of the planet was completely cratered.
At the location where Lyon had been, an abyss had formed—so deep the bottom couldn't be seen—as seawater from all directions continued to pour into it.
Forget a regular Supreme Sorcerer.
Even a Celestial might not have survived that.
Dormammu stepped to the edge of the abyss and looked down.
He sensed no signs of life within, concluding that the Supreme Sorcerer was most certainly and thoroughly dead.
"Strange, one day you'll end up just like this Supreme Sorcerer, devoured along with the entire Earth!"
Dormammu was still fixated on Doctor Strange.
He turned to leave, intending to fly into space and begin devouring the pocket dimension.
"Oi, where do you think you're going?" Suddenly, a voice called out from behind him.
Dormammu froze, stunned as he turned around. "You're still alive!?"
Lyon floated up from the abyss—completely unharmed.
His battle suit was intact, not a single hair out of place.
"Your attack was neither painful nor itchy. If you want to kill me, you'll have to try a lot harder than that."
Lyon clenched his right fist, and a surge of brilliant blue energy suddenly burst from his body, rapidly engulfing the entire micro-dimension.
"It's just my turn, and you already want to leave? That won't do."
"What?!" The spreading blue energy made Dormammu's expression change dramatically.
He turned to see that the parts of the space previously assimilated by the Dark Dimension were rapidly being restored to their original state.
Even the spatial rift that had been opened was erased in the blink of an eye.
But that wasn't even the worst part.
He tried to reconnect with the Dark Dimension to reopen the portal into the micro-dimension.
Only to find—his link to the Dark Dimension had been severed!
Forget continuing the invasion.
Now, he couldn't even use his dimensional-crossing ability to return to the Dark Dimension.
"What did you do?!" Flames literally erupted on Dormammu's head, as if his rage had taken form.
He looked around and realized that the entire micro-dimension was now wrapped in a layer of blue energy.
That energy contained the power of space.
He didn't know exactly what it was, but it was undoubtedly profound beyond measure.
As a master of dimensions, Dormammu could easily shatter anything related to space—such as the Mirror Dimension—but for the moment, he found himself unable to break through this energy barrier.
To breach it, his best option was to kill the source of the energy—Lyon.
"Do you even need to ask? Obviously, I've cut off your retreat. Dormammu, you're a bird in a cage now!"
Lyon floated in the air, no longer weaving spell gestures, but instead casually rolling his wrists.
"You're seeking death!" Dormammu raised his massive fist high and smashed it down.
Compared to his enormous fist, Lyon seemed no bigger than an ant.
And what happens when a mountain crashes into an ant? Naturally, it dies.
But this time, Dormammu's mountain-like fist collided with something else—a mountain of its own.
His fist stopped just in front of Lyon without the slightest rebound or shockwave.
It was as if a charging rhinoceros had slammed headlong into a wall of titanium alloy—tremendous power and weight, yet not a single inch was moved.
Because in front of Dormammu's massive fist, Lyon had extended one palm—and effortlessly blocked the punch!
And his body hadn't moved an inch!
"What!?" Dormammu exclaimed again, "That's impossible!"
"There's nothing impossible about it. Your punch had no real power. Too weak." Lyon withdrew his hand and crossed his arms.
The flames atop Dormammu's head flared even more intensely. "Then I want to see just how many punches you can take, little sorcerer!"
He pulled his fist back to gather strength—dimensional energy condensed, and with a world-destroying momentum, he punched again.
This strike could pierce through a planet!
But this time, Lyon didn't even lift a hand. He simply stood there, arms crossed, coldly watching Dormammu.
The punch slammed into his body with a dull thud like a blunt weapon colliding with steel.
Yet Lyon, like a nail fixed in midair, remained unmoved!
"Impossible!" Dormammu could hardly believe it.
He began a flurry of attacks—straight punches, charged strikes, uppercuts, sliding chops...
Fists rained down upon Lyon, but not a single blow changed his expression, nor did it shake his stance even the slightest.
Each of Dormammu's strikes felt as if they were slamming into vibranium—or even Uru metal.
He finally stopped his barrage of attacks—only then realizing that Lyon had remained floating in midair the entire time, taking every hit without using any external force or leverage.
Dormammu couldn't help but take a step back.
"You're a sorcerer, how could you possibly have such a powerful body?!"
He had ruled the dimensional realm for countless years, and had never seen such a terrifying physical form.
Someone with a body like that—how could they possibly be a sorcerer?!
A smirk lifted the corner of Lyon's mouth. "If a sorcerer doesn't do melee, is he really still a Sorcerer Supreme? Now... it's my turn!"
He raised his fist—his form surged, and in a blink he appeared right in front of Dormammu's massive head.
Compared to that nearly hundred-meter-tall flaming skull, Lyon's fist was so small it was almost negligible.
But when his fist slammed into the side of Dormammu's face—Boom!
That flaming head, along with Dormammu's massive body, was instantly hurled away like a meteor crashing down at high speed, accompanied by a shrieking roar as it tore through the air and smashed into the ground.
Due to sheer momentum, he even bounced across the earth several times, before finally crashing through layers of ground kilometers thick, sending plumes of dust billowing skyward.
"AAARGHH!!" Dormammu's anguished howl echoed through heaven and earth.
Lyon hovered in the air, cloak billowing, his bio-energy field now completely deactivated.
He tore through the sky, leaving a thunderous sonic boom in his wake, with clouds and rain swirling violently around him as he rocketed toward Dormammu.
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