Chapter 1118

In the past, the powerful opponents he encountered had limited power, so Su Han could instantly erase all supernatural forces.

But facing someone like Dormammu, who was aided by the world's ambient forces, he was somewhat outmatched.

Suddenly, Su Han thought of an idea, though he wasn't certain—after thinking it over, he smiled, "Well, let's see if it works..."

Su Han's expression hardened abruptly, his voice calm.

"Dark Acupoint."

The Dark Acupoint erupted; black substance gushed forth, drenching Dormammu's body.

Dormammu's body convulsed, but more shocking than the physical pain was the assault on his spiritual will.

"... Impossible! How did you do this? Why is this thing so similar to my dark power!"

Dormammu lost his composure.

The power of Evil of This World that Su Han unleashed was far inferior in rank to Dormammu's, but Dormammu's entire power was suppressed—he could only watch helplessly as Evil of This World seeped into his body.

A feeling rose in Dormammu's heart... he had never imagined he would one day be corrupted by another type of darkness.

"... Who exactly are you?"

The Ancient One's expression turned grim and heavy as she scrutinized Su Han repeatedly.

Her telepathy had detected no negative emotions on Su Han's person—he shouldn't be evil.

Yet the nature of the power Su Han wielded was so close to Dormammu's.

This left the Ancient One confused.

She didn't know what to say.

"Become my son: "... The Dark-Dark Fruit power—I haven't seen the President use it in ages! But... the President has truly pushed the Dark-Dark Fruit to an extremely terrifying extreme."

Whitebeard picked up a wine cup as large as a water vat and gulped down the entire cup in one go.

He wiped his lips; his white crescent beard trembled slightly as he sighed.

Su Han's development of the Thunder-Thunder Fruit may not surpass Whitebeard's Tremor-Tremor Fruit, but Su Han's development of the Dark-Dark Fruit surpasses Whitebeard's Tremor-Tremor Fruit.

Weber: "Having seen Evil of This World, I can't speak!"

Magical Girl Illya: "President, you alone have shouldered the entirety of Evil of This World."

And even transformed its power into part of yourself... this audacity surpasses even Golden Flash from the original story... indeed, far surpasses it."

The Pure White Elf: "To shoulder the malice of the entire world alone..."

Su Han glanced at the guild chat room; his expression instantly turned strange.

Sorry...! He really hadn't shouldered the world's malice by himself.

It was simply because the Dark-Dark Fruit and Evil of This World were deeply attuned—they clicked perfectly.

Merged into one.

As for why this situation had occurred... cough, even Su Han himself didn't fully understand.

The invasion of Evil of This World had undoubtedly shattered the balance between the Dark Dimension's power and the Dark Barrier; Dormammu's body slowly disintegrated, and the parts that dissolved merged into the Dark-Dark Fruit... Feeling the Dark-Dark Fruit grow stronger, Su Han mused that if he eliminated Dormammu, his Dark-Dark Fruit might level up again... Good—he'd saved himself countless... points.

Time slipped away, and half a day passed quickly.

Dormammu's body completely collapsed.

His face bore a trace of resentment, a hint of melancholy, and finally, all dissolved into resignation.

In the end, he vanished into the wind.

As expected, Su Han heard a ding.

He scanned the level of the Dark-Dark Fruit and was satisfied.

As he'd predicted, the Dark-Dark Fruit had leveled up again.

The Ancient One stared at Dormammu's complete dissolution, her expression complex.

Five years of effort. Fifty years of resistance.

Today, it finally came to an end.

Released from the burden he'd carried for centuries, the Ancient One felt light—but also lost.

Yet in the next instant, the Ancient One sensed something and his expression changed abruptly.

"... Damn! The Dark Dimension is collapsing."

"Quick, retreat!"

Su Han reacted faster than the Ancient One; as the Ancient One spoke, his hand was already on the Ancient One's shoulder.

With a whoosh, both vanished from the Dark Dimension and appeared within Tony's Mirror Dimension.

The Mirror Dimension was littered with corpses.

All Might laughed loudly, swinging his fists continuously, his Armament Haki glowing with a glossy black sheen.

His muscles bulged.

The force he displayed was overwhelming; with a single motion, he split mountains and shattered peaks.

Only a handful of Dark Dimension creatures could withstand his blows.

Ordinary creatures struck by him had their bodies torn apart in 5.

7 seconds, even reduced to dust.

Thor wielded Mjolnir, boundless lightning erupting from his body to sweep away hordes of enemies.

A five-meter-tall giant roared and charged at Thor; Thor dodged and smashed his hammer into the giant's occiput, shattering its skull.

Behind Tony floated a cloak, suspending his body in midair.

His expression was calm; he multiplied into a thousand hands, his figures spreading outward like Shadow Clones, soon filling the void. With a flash, golden whips shot from their palms, binding the Dark Dimension creatures below—massive area clearance.

As for Hou Jue Wo Ban... hmm, Su Han's eyebrow twitched—Hou Jue Wo Ban's style was the most bizarre.

The old marquis sat calmly atop a giant wolf lying on the ground, sipping coffee quietly.

Beside him, the giant wolf and the dead he had summoned with divine authority charged outward, howling as they tore through everything they saw; black blood soaked the earth.