In the Kamar-Taj hall, Strange opened a portal, stepping back from the hospital into the chaotic, bloodstained space. Mordo stood on the platform, surveying the Sanctum, which now looks unrecognizable.
"She's dead," Strange said, his voice steady as he wiped away his tears.
Mordo turned to him, whispering, "She's not what I thought she was."
Strange paused, contemplating his words before replying, "She had a complex heart."
"I know. But the Dark Dinsion is far more dangerous. She warned us about it the mont we entered this Sanctum. Yet, she drew power from the Dark Dinsion herself, extending her life by hundreds of years!"
Even in death, the Ancient One's choices weighed heavily on Mordo.
This was a principle Sorcerers held sacred— the very essence of their kind. Yet, the Supre Sorcerer who founded Kamar-Taj had long ago trampled that principle.
"She did what she thought was right," Strange replied with a light sigh. "And now, she has paid the price."
"But her actions brought countless fanatics to Dormammu. We've beco her pawns!" Mordo's fists clenched in frustration. It was too late for regrets; the damage was done.
"Now is not the ti to discuss this," Strange said firmly, locking eyes with Mordo. "We've lost the Ancient One, Kamar-Taj has been destroyed, and the New York Sanctum was attacked after Wong left. If all three Sanctums fall, Dormammu will step onto Earth. We need to get to the last Sanctum."
"In Xianggang," Mordo said, regaining his composure. He raised his hand and drew a circle, opening a magical portal.
They rushed through, and the scenery shifted to the bustling streets of the East.
But they had arrived too late.
The city was already in chaos. The night sky was being torn apart by dark, malevolent energy, and sothing ominous lood in the void. The dark energy surged, threatening to annihilate the surrounding buildings, while countless people scread and fled in panic.
Kaecilius and two Dark Sorcerers stood beneath the streets, flooded with dark energy, awaiting the arrival of Dormammu.
"We're too late. The Sanctum here has been destroyed." Wong approached from behind Mordo and Strange, his gaze fixed on the rift in space and the terrifying dark energy. "All three Sanctums have fallen, and the protective barrier around Earth is gone. Dormammu is coming, and no one can stop it."
"Is Earth going to end tonight?"
Strange lowered his head in despair, staring at the pendant around his neck. Everything had happened too quickly; he hadn't even had ti to learn how to use ti magic.
Despair. Deep, unyielding despair.
The remaining Sorcerers stood helpless, watching as the night sky was torn open, a terrifying presence from another dinsion poised to step onto Earth.
Once it fully descended, everything would be wiped out, and the entire world would be swallowed by the Dark Dinsion.
"Wait, what's that?" Wong suddenly looked up, shock etched on his face as he gazed at the Western night sky.
A dazzling teor streaked across the sky, plumting toward them at incredible speed.
"That's…" Strange's eyes widened in surprise, unable to contain himself. "Mr. Kyle!"
The Symbol of Peace, the Lord of Earth, Kyle!
Like a teor falling from the sky, he hovered before the void rift.
In his double-star form, Kyle radiated overwhelming energy, almost tangible, like an ever-burning fla. He shone like a star, using his Gene Suppressor to eliminate the overflowing dark energy.
"It's you again!" From the inner void rift, a massive, star-like evil eye coldly peered through the gap, locking onto Kyle.
"Dormammu, it's been a long ti." Kyle stared into the eye, both existing in different dinsional worlds, separated by the torn rift.
They had clashed before.
Kyle rembered vividly how Dormammu had caused chaos when he created the Superman avatar, nearly injuring the avatar and half of his soul.
"Wait until I get over there; I will kill you." Dormammu roared from the Dark Dinsion. The resonating sound waves passed through the rift, shattering glass windows in the city and forcing the majority of Xianggang's population to cover their ears.
The dark energy surged wildly, trying to expand the rift further. Even Kyle's double-star energy struggled to suppress it completely.
Dormammu.
As an incarnation of an entire dinsion, its existence transcended ti and space, making it incredibly powerful. If it crossed over, no one on Earth could stop it— not the Ancient One, nor Kyle.
But it couldn't cross over.
Kyle smiled confidently. From his Card Space, he drew a card that materialized into a sapphire.
"The Space Stone."
In his double-star form, Kyle held the Space Stone and activated it with his own energy. The gem glead with a bright blue light, and wherever the light shone, the dark energy evaporated like mist under sunlight, vanishing in an instant.
Dormammu did transcend the concepts of ti and space, but only within its own dinsional realm. As long as it hadn't entered Earth, the dark energy couldn't be fully released.
The Space Stone, a creation that controlled the rules of space in the Marvel universe, easily blocked Dormammu's energy infiltration.
The energy of the Space Stone spread out, covering the torn void rift and visibly repairing the space at an astonishing speed.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it! Kyle, I'll rember you. One day..."
Before Dormammu could finish, the rift sealed, silencing any further threats. The dark energy from the Dark Dinsion dissipated with the wind.
"I love how much you hate but can't do anything about it. You stay locked in your dinsional cage," Kyle muttered to himself, putting the Space Stone away as he descended onto the chaotic streets, his double-star energy retracting into his body.
"You... you stopped the master. How is this possible..."
Kaecilius stared at Kyle in disbelief, his mouth agape. In his mind, even if Kyle was strong enough to defeat the Ancient One, he should never be able to contend with Dormammu, the master.
If Kyle's strength was at the Planetary Level, Dormammu was at least a Dinsional Ruler— they were on completely different scales.
"Did you kill the Ancient One?" Kyle asked softly.
"Yes, so what?" Kaecilius's voice trembled as he stared at Kyle, raising his hands to summon two Void Falchions...
But as soon as Kaecilius grasped the weapons, he froze, for Kyle had already vanished. Then, he felt an unbearable, searing pain in his chest as the scorching energy burned through his flesh, evaporating his heart into nothingness.
"Too slow. Did you think I would give you the chance to cast your spell?"
It wasn't until his last monts that Kaecilius heard Kyle's voice from behind him.
''(End of this chapter)''
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