American TV series: Start with the little Sheldon's wool

Chapter 703 Confrontation
Although Mike transformed into a giant of immense strength hundreds of meters tall, he still appeared insignificant in front of Dormammu's energy body, which was thousands of meters tall.

Therefore, when Dormammu slammed down with both hands, the scene was equally thrilling.

Of course, small does not necessarily mean weak.

Dormammu's powerful attack was blocked by the golden shield of Mike's Light Armor before it even touched him.

At that moment, countless dark energies also scattered.

It was clear that the overflowing dark energy was about to spread to the streets of Hong Kong, bringing utter destruction to the area.

Mike quickly activated his magic, pulling himself and Dormammu into the Mirror Dimension.

Compared to towns, the mirror space, which can be restored at any time, is obviously more suitable as a battlefield.

"You are more powerful than I thought, young god." Dormammu, whose attack had failed, smiled slightly.

The opponent is rare, especially a powerful demon god like Dormammu.

Dormammu wasn't too concerned about being pulled into the mirror space.

After all, wherever dark energy exists, it can be its domain.

Moreover, Dormammu himself is a source of contamination, and the dark energy emanating from him soon distorted the scene within the Mirror Dimension.

Black, purple, red—various dark energies were mixed together, creating a very abstract scene.

"This is nothing. You haven't seen my true power yet." Mike also unleashed his full power, and a pair of enormous, powerful arms suddenly appeared behind him.

With a single flap of the fan, all the surrounding dark energy was blown away.

Just like Dormammu's situation, Mike's current strength makes it difficult for him to find a suitable opponent.

Having absorbed many special energy orbs, he believed his strength was no less than that of veteran powerhouses like Odin, the Ancient One, and Dormammu.

But that's just speculation; before anything actually happens, it's hard to say.

Now that Dormammu is in front of him, Mike can finally test the limits of his own strength.

Mike then spread his wings and flew into the sky, his Spear of Destiny imbued with boundless divine power, attacking Dormammu from all sides.

With its more agile movements, each attack sent the dark energy from Dormammu's body scattering everywhere.

"Despicable!"

Dormammu's massive energy size made his movements somewhat clumsy, but Mike would attack unexpectedly, avoiding direct confrontation.

This made Dormammu irritable again.

He then condensed the surrounding dark energy into countless tentacles, attempting to restrict Mike's movements.

However, the tentacles' attacks were negligible to Mike. He barely exerted any force, and all the writhing dark tentacles were blocked by the divine power shield outside his armor of light.

"Speed ​​is also a form of power, haven't you heard that?"

Mike, who had flown above the energy being Dormammu's head, once again delivered a surprise blow to Dormammu's head.

Fortunately, Dormammu, the energy body, exists between reality and illusion, and as long as its energy is not completely depleted, it will not be truly injured.

However, despite saying that, Dormammu still felt frustrated by being constantly attacked unilaterally.

This feeling of frustration was even more infuriating than the previous time loop.

"Drink~"

Once again successfully attacked by Mike, Dormammu roared and spewed out a large amount of black mist from his mouth and nose.

The energy body also contracted rapidly at this moment.

When the black mist dissipated, Dormammu transformed into a "pocket-sized" demon god, about two meters tall, clad in black armor.

Orange-red dark flames coiled around it.

It does look a bit like the Ghost Rider without chains.

However, the powerful energy emanating from his body was not something Ghost Rider could easily exploit.

"Oh, so you've finally decided to show your true form."

Mike chuckled softly, and his body quickly shrank back to its normal size.

He then summoned his eight-legged steed, mounted it, and his expression gradually turned serious. Pointing the Spear of Fate, he said, "Come on, Dormammu. Let me see your true strength."

Clearly, the previous battles were not even a warm-up for the two of them.

"I admit you're quite capable, but how dare you underestimate me? You'll pay the price for your arrogance!"

Upon sensing Mike's excessive self-confidence, Dormammu's expression turned angry.

The dark flames on his body surged even more intensely, eventually coalescing into his hands as he reached out to grab Mike.

"It's the same old trick again. Don't you have any new ideas?"

Seeing the opponent's simple and unadorned attack, Mike made a sarcastic remark before unleashing the power of the Earthly Demon to make the ground beneath his feet steeper.

His eight-legged steed, which shared his thoughts, also leaped up at that moment.

After dodging Dormammu's charged attack, he brushed past him. At the same time, Mike on horseback twisted his body and thrust out the Spear of Destiny in a counter-attack stance.

The spear was aimed directly at Dormammu's vest, and divine power exploded like the blazing sun.

The horse's hooves landed, and after taking a few steps forward, it gracefully turned around.

Dormammu, who was behind him, was knocked away and fell to the ground in a disheveled state.

If you look closely, you can see that there are some cracks in the black armor on its back.

Although the injury was minor and was instantly repaired by dark energy, Dormammu's physical body was indeed injured.

This is not a good situation for this demon god who possesses the ability of "absolute defense".

If it can break through the defenses, then Mike poses a threat to its life.

"You're great!"

Dormammu got up, his anger gone, replaced by a serious expression.

This undoubtedly shows that Mike's strength has truly caught its attention.

“No, I overestimated you. Or rather, I overestimated you all.” Mike’s expression relaxed again.

Previously, he had actually been somewhat wary of Odin, the Sorcerer Supreme, the Ancient One, and even Dormammu in front of him.

After all, these people have considerable strength and deep resources.

In hindsight, Mike had completely underestimated himself.

Having absorbed so many orbs of light along the way, his strength had unknowingly surpassed Dormammu's by a slight margin.

By the same token, Mike's current strength is probably slightly greater than that of Odin and the Ancient One in their prime.

This discovery brought Mike immense relief.

And he also knew that he would only become stronger in the future.

With this understanding, it would be difficult for Mike not to be confident.

"Again!"

With his soul purified, Mike rode his eight-legged steed into the air once more, and wielded the Spear of Destiny to attack Dormammu's true form.

Meanwhile, Dormammu's dark energy attacks couldn't harm Mike, who was protected by divine power. And its physical attacks were rather rudimentary for Mike.

In summary, now that Mike has figured out Dormammu's strength, he has nothing to fear.

Then comes the time to reap the rewards, or to enjoy them.

And that was indeed the case. Without the suppression effect of the dark power, Dormammu couldn't even touch Mike with his rudimentary fist and foot techniques.

And Mike's spear of fate always strikes Dormammu from unexpected angles.

Once, twice...

Dormammu became increasingly frustrated as the fight progressed, and even began to regret coming to Earth.

[Dark Power * Energy +199 million]...[Dark Power * Energy +699 million]...[Dark Power * Energy +999 million]...

Meanwhile, Mike's spirits grew as the game progressed.

As Dormammu's frustration and anger continued to erupt, it also contributed energy orbs to Mike wave after wave.

It has completely become someone's experience baby.

"enough!!!"

Finally, Dormammu, having had enough, withdrew, ending this "dramatic" battle.

Although it didn't have any fatal wounds, it looked quite disheveled.

As an ancient demon god, being forced to such a state by a newly born god of Earth is shameful enough to be told to others.

Even in order to save face as a demon god, it could not allow things to continue like this.

"Young deity, I'll remember you. Next time we meet, I'll settle all my scores!" Dormammu opened a dimensional rift, intending to retreat.

Of course, despite making those tough threats, Dormammu had already made up his mind. As long as Mike was still alive, he would never come to Earth to suffer again.

"I understand, and I look forward to seeing you again next time~" Mike nodded earnestly.

If the experienced player wants to leave, there's nothing he can do to stop them.

I can only try to get more benefits next time we meet.

At the same time, as if remembering something, Mike summoned the Gospel and began to seal the dark energy in the mirror space.

Although this thing is not of much use to me, I can give it to Scarlet Witch to absorb and refine into Chaos Power.

Seeing Mike eating and taking things, Dormammu was even less willing to stay any longer. He turned around and plunged into the dimensional rift, disappearing into the mirror space.

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(End of this chapter)