A Bizarre Adventure Starting with One-Punch Man

Is there any royal law?

Dimensional demons don't need any prestige, right?

Three times!

And you always manage to kill a shark with a single blow? Do you think you're One-Punch Man?!

At this moment, Dormammu actually began to miss the happy times he spent with Doctor Strange. Although that human sorcerer had the power to control time, his body was fragile and easy to kill. He was not as monstrous as the human in front of him!

The chilling Dormammu, while reminiscing about the good old days, gritted his teeth and continued creating avatars through tears, while his true form sank even deeper into the deepest darkness.

The original body could never go out and negotiate with that madman; it would never go out in this lifetime!

They can only make a living by using their avatars!

With three incarnations destroyed in a row, the humiliated evil god Dormammu, after much agonizing reflection, decided to…

Try to accept that human's suggestion.

It wasn't that he felt embarrassed by being defeated in one blow after another; he simply didn't want to continue this pointless humiliation.

Sigh, isn't it just negotiating terms?

Is it shameful to talk about evil gods?

After all, even an evil god is still a god, and he has to listen to the prayers of believers in all dimensions, so Dormammu is very busy, you know!

Go and negotiate!

With this thought in mind, Dormammu's true form sank into the darkness and disappeared completely.

From within the churning black mist, a giant coconut shoe-shaped face emerged, its eyes radiating a captivating, dazzling purple light.

The newly born Dormammu #4, invigorated, rubbed his hands together in excitement, the accumulated experience of success from repeated failures now fully integrated into his body.

He made Him pay more attention to His image, and only after checking and finding nothing abnormal did He prepare to set off, ready to use all His knowledge to begin His grand plan of deception and completely win over the guy on the other side who had some misunderstanding about negotiation!

A commotion erupted within the "Dark Dimension," and the Dark Avatar once again used projection magic to appear before Johnson.

However, before He could speak, He was met with a destructive fist that gradually grew larger in His eyes!

Dormammu: ...This scene is all too familiar to me!

"Wait...wait! I'm here to negotiate!!"

For a fleeting moment, Dormammu seemed to see the Death Star shining above his head, and he was horrified!

He instinctively opened his mouth and shouted, speaking so fast that even the reverberation was gone, thus interrupting Johnson's spellcasting.

"Roar?"

Johnson raised an eyebrow, surprised that this "Dark Dimension" lord had figured things out so quickly.

He was prepared for a protracted war, like Dormammu's Strange, to beat Him countless times before both sides sat down to calmly negotiate terms.

Doctor Strange: "..."

"Correct answer! Congratulations, you can proceed to the next step!"

Dormammu: Since I mastered the Dark Dimension, when have I ever seen anyone so arrogant?!

Johnson: Well, you've met him now!

Dormammu: Holy crap... I'm in tears!

(╥╯^╰╥)

Dormammu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Jonson had actually stopped.

"Humanity……"

He spoke in a deep voice, even regaining the arrogant and unruly aura he had when they first met as a powerful figure, and the reverb effect he used was also instantly activated.

"Wait a moment."

Johnson made a pause gesture to interrupt the spellcasting, saying, "I don't like talking with my head up."

Dormammu: "..."

Young people, don't go too far in deceiving evil gods!

Dormammu thought for a moment. Since they had decided to negotiate, it wouldn't hurt to give them face. He was about to shrink the size of his dark avatar.

Negotiations are nothing to be ashamed of.

result……

He saw the human figure opposite him blur for a moment, and then reappear above his head.

(._.)

Johnson raised his hand, creating a dark-themed floating throne, then gestured with his hand in an inviting gesture, saying, "Alright, you can begin now."

Please start your show!

Dormammu (looking up): "..."

(°ー°〃)？

"Human, you said you came here to negotiate terms? State your terms, and who exactly are you?"

"No no no..."

Chapter 402 Negotiations Fail

"No, no, no, times have changed, Dormammu!"

On the floating throne, Josen shook his head and said, "Now it's your turn to negotiate with me, so state your terms and I will consider whether to agree."

Dormammu was taken aback, and the corner of his dark lips twitched involuntarily.

Since becoming a dimensional demon god, it has always been others who beg Him; He has never humbled himself to beg anyone.

Doctor Strange (with a sneer): If time could be reversed, you would be begging me to kill you while you were killing me!

"As for who I am," Johnson sat imposingly on his throne, a benevolent smile on his face, and said leisurely, "I am the current Sorcerer Supreme of Earth..."

Dormammu's eyes widened, and he roared, "What did you say?!"

Qiao Sen's expression remained unchanged as he continued, "...sworn brothers!"

Dormammu: "..."

Johnson wasn't just making things up. That day at Kamar-Taj, the current Sorcerer Supreme King specially brought two bottles of precious national liquor from his hometown to bid him farewell... Erguotou.

The two drank eight hundred cups of wine in a row atop the snow-capped mountain, and Wang's tongue became swollen from drinking so much!

In a moment of heightened emotion and surging passion, Wang readily proposed to become sworn brothers with Qiao Sen.

Johnson didn't refuse. It wasn't because he wanted the Supreme Mage's transcendent status, but simply because he felt that this honest and simple sorcerer was someone he could befriend. The two immediately became sworn brothers.

The kind of relationship that's even closer than that of a biological child.

Dormammu had no idea that these were top secrets even in Kamar-Taj; just hearing the title "Sorcerer Supreme" made his head spin.

Leaving aside the past, Dormammu has long suffered for the shameless master and disciple duo, the Ancient One and Strange!

After calming himself down, Doma weighed his bottom line and then offered his terms: "Leave the 'Dark Dimension,' leave my world, and I can let this matter drop."

"Hmph, is that so?"

Johnson raised an eyebrow, crossed his legs in a general's pose, looking like a corrupted Superman controlled by the "Anti-Life Equation." The faint smile on his lips looked particularly sinister against the darkness: "Daga, Koukouwaru." (But I refuse.)

"you……"

“Alright, now it’s my turn,” before Dormammu could react, Jonson held up one finger and said, “I have a dream.”

Dormammu: ?

What business is it of mine if you have dreams?

"I have a dream."

Johnson's gaze was distant, his eyes reflecting the bizarre and surreal scene of the "Dark Dimension," where light seemed to flicker.

“I hope that one day I can live in a vast and boundless dimension, where there is an inexhaustible supply of dark matter and dark energy. Those who believe in me can come to my dimension after death, prostrate themselves at my feet, and chant my name.”

Dormammu: "..."

This is outrageous!

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And what about the inexhaustible supply of dark matter and dark energy...?

Dormammu's face rippled with fury, the wrinkles spreading faster than they could be seen, and he demanded, barely containing his rage, "You want my 'Dark Dimension'?"

“Yes,” Johnson nodded earnestly, looking like he was open to negotiating the price, and advised, “It’s so dark here, wouldn’t it be boring to live alone? How about this, you step down as lord and go on a trip to relax for a while, and I’ll take over the ‘Dark Dimension’ for you. I guarantee not a single fly will get in!”

"..."

—Family members, does anyone understand? I met a guy who wanted to stay at my house on the very first day we met!

Dormammu was silent for a while, then finally realized he had been tricked. He raised his giant hand and slapped it down at Jonson above his head!

"Greedy humans, this is impossible!!"