Dark Space.
Dormammu looked at the layers of restraints sealing Rimuru and couldn't help but feel a sense of impending doom.
But no matter how he sensed, these restraints had not been damaged in the slightest.
Could it be that his perception was wrong?
Just as Dormammu was starting to doubt himself, that extreme sense of crisis intensified a few more points.
Dormammu was horrified, an infinite unease welling up in his heart.
What on earth is happening?
This heart-pounding feeling was simply unheard of for Dormammu.
Not to mention, this was the Dark Dimension; here, he was invincible!
Swish, swish, swish, swish!
To put his mind at ease, Dormammu added more than twenty layers of seals from different civilized nations onto Rimuru's seal.
But what he found eerie was that this extreme sense of crisis did not diminish.
Instead, it intensified again!
What on earth is happening?
Could it be because of Galan?
Dormammu couldn't help but look at Galan, who was frozen in ice, various thoughts constantly surfacing in his mind.
Galan is the Planet Eater's daughter; he had sealed Galan, so did this thoroughly enrage the Planet Eater?
And was this extreme crisis brought to him by the Planet Eater?
But...
It shouldn't be that serious, right?!
With this level of crisis warning, as long as he released Galan, or did not fight the Planet Eater in the material World, how could the Planet Eater do anything to him?
Is it Rimuru???
But that shouldn't be it either!?
Nearly twenty layers of seals from different civilized nations, even if Rimuru wasn't dead, she would probably be drained dry!
Where on earth was this sense of crisis coming from?
"No!"
Just then, Dormammu was suddenly horrified.
His head, which was the size of a Planet, immediately began to shake violently.
His eyes, moreover, instantly erupted with endless fury, as if to incinerate the entire Dark Dimension.
"To dare to covet my position as the Lord of Dark Space, how audacious!"
Dormammu no longer had any reservations, his palm, even larger than a Universe spaceship, burning with endless flames, slapped towards Rimuru, who was sealed in layers.
With a "boom," the layers of seals, along with the surrounding matter and energy, were all annihilated.
Even the entire space, laws, and order were shattered and disintegrated!
But just then, Dormammu, the Dark Lord, was surprised to find that Rimuru, whom he had sealed, had somehow appeared beside Galan, whom he had frozen in ice.
That eternal ice was completely shattered by a gentle flick of Rimuru's hand.
Seeing Rimuru completely unharmed, with not even a single crease in her clothes, Dormammu's eyes widened into two small Suns.
He simply couldn't believe his eyes!
His more than twenty layers of seals had no effect whatsoever.
When he sensed the energy lost by the Dark Space, Dormammu, the Dark Lord, immediately felt unwell.
He even started to doubt his life!
The total energy of the Dark Dimension had shrunk by one ten-thousandth.
One ten-thousandth, what kind of concept is that?
Think about it, if one ten-thousandth of the Water in the Pacific Ocean were directly drawn out, what a massive volume that would be!
The Pacific Ocean holds approximately 730 trillion tons of seawater, so one ten-thousandth is 73 billion tons.
The total Water storage of West Lake is roughly 14.29 million tons!
There's an old saying that the amount of alcohol Chinese people drink annually is roughly equivalent to one West Lake.
And one ten-thousandth of the Pacific Ocean's Water would be enough for Chinese people to drink for 5108 years!
In other words, in just that short while, Rimuru had drawn away roughly one ten-thousandth of what he had accumulated over hundreds of millions of years.
"Ant, I will thoroughly kill you, whether it's your body, spirit, or soul!"
Dormammu was utterly enraged. The Dark Dimension, his fundamental base for dominating the Universe.
As long as the Dark Dimension existed, he was immortal and indestructible.
Even the most ancient of the Five Great Gods had to show him some respect.
But now, his foundation had been directly stolen by this bug, Rimuru, by one ten-thousandth.
Die, die, die, die, die, die, die!
The Dark Lord raged, and all the energy and laws of the entire Dark Dimension became Dormammu's to command.
At this instant, Dormammu seemed to become the supreme, greatest, most divine, and most sacred unique being in all the myriad Worlds.
Not to mention the Dark Dimension, even reality felt that terrifying and boundless aura.
As for Galan, her heart trembled even more, her courage almost taken away.
"Stupid Dad, where are you? I'm so scared!"
They say father and daughter are connected, and Galan's fear was immediately conveyed to the Planet Eater's heart.
The Planet Eater was anxious, devouring Planet after Planet directly.
To avoid obstruction from heroic figures, the Planet Eater even deliberately avoided those life Planets.
Not seeking quality, but only quantity.
For Galan, the Planet Eater wanted to eat his fill as quickly as possible, to elevate his state to the best level.
Preferably, he would pinpoint Galan's location and pulverize the scoundrel who had designs on his daughter into dust!
Dark Dimension.
Boom!
With a thought from Dormammu, the space where Rimuru and Galan were located was directly flattened.
It was like a dimensionality reduction attack!
It must be said that Dormammu, when he exploded with all his might, regardless of the consequences, was unbelievably strong.
But unfortunately, he encountered Rimuru, an enemy who controlled part of the Dark Dimension's authority!
The moment that area was directly flattened, Rimuru took Galan and instantly teleported a hundred thousand miles away.
A hundred thousand miles away.
Here was another scene entirely!
Unlike the previous gloomy purple and deathly silence, there was a sense of vibrant vitality here.
Rimuru and Galan's eyes both lit up simultaneously.
For little foodies, no one understood the quality of delicacies better than them.
Galan's energy siphon suddenly opened, and she took a mouthful, sucking in a whole continent.
Instantly, that continent was swallowed by Galan.
And Rimuru, who possessed the Dark Dimension's authority, acted even faster; with a small opening of her mouth, several continental plates went directly into her small mouth.
In an instant, both of their beautiful eyes brightened simultaneously.
Compared to the previous desolate "star domain," these floating continents were simply too delicious.
"This land, before being swallowed by Dark Space, should have been a magic World. So delicious!"
"Crunchy, chicken flavored!"
Hearing Rimuru describe his "taste" as chicken flavored, Dormammu immediately felt unwell!
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!
Dormammu roared in fury, "Die!"
Dormammu unleashed his ultimate move directly, starting with energy annihilation.
The area of the floating continent where Rimuru and Galan had just stood instantly turned into nothingness.
But Rimuru, who controlled the Dark Space's authority, instantly teleported Galan and herself a million miles away to the "island" space.
Crunch!
Crunch!
Two cherry-like mouths immediately swallowed two small islands like whales.
Instantly, both of them felt an unprecedented, exquisite taste sweep through them.
They even felt like their clothes were about to burst!
"Is this the fragrance of the ocean? The sea breeze is salty and refreshing!"
Rimuru couldn't agree more, "High-end ingredients often only require the simplest cooking methods. To be able to taste such original ocean scenery is truly amazing!"
"Thank you, Dormammu!"
"Thank you, Dormammu!"
Dormammu's lungs nearly exploded with rage, if he had lungs!
This was simply too much, too much!
However, at this moment, Dormammu's eyes revealed an infinite desolation!
He fed on the myriad Worlds, repeatedly pulling the material World into the Dark Dimension.
He had always been the predator that made all civilizations pale with fear, but what he never expected was that one day, he too would become someone else's "ingredient."
He hated it!
Die, Dormammu attacked again.
But it still had no effect.
He could only watch as Rimuru and Galan, with intoxicated expressions, spoke of "pork chop flavor."
Especially Rimuru's look of happiness, as if she hadn't eaten "pork" in ten thousand years, deeply pierced Dormammu's heart.
Comparing him to a pig, that's too much!
He's so miserable!