Darkness, pure, violent darkness, as if even the starry sky was about to swallow it up. A pair of scarlet eyes lit up in this endless darkness, like a demon peering through a paper window. Its gaze was locked on Michael, and the darkness seemed to condense into an air current that shot straight at him, like a raging wave rolling into a lonely dinghy in the middle of the sea.

Michael stood still and raised his right palm indifferently, as if he had silently given the order to "stop" with a gesture. The surging torrent roared silently in front of him, but before it could touch his raised palm, it dissipated violently, as if it had to retreat because of the shock of his aura.

The scarlet eye flickered. The contours of the nose and mouth gradually took shape, and an incomparably large face slowly emerged from the darkness. It has clear facial features, human-like but huge. The red glow in those eyes seemed to carry the coercion of a god, and the aura ruled this space, dominating this darkness.

That was Dormammu, the evil god of the dark dimension.

"Strong willpower, very rare. Even of all the mages I've fought against over the years, this will is one of the best in the world. The evil god spoke in a murky voice, and although it was praise, there was still the pride and contempt of the overlooker in his voice.

"You shouldn't have such a strong influence in this world." Michael frowned, "Your power in reality has become stronger. There is only one explanation, there is a problem on Kama Taj's side. ”

The Kama Taj guarded by the Supreme Mage has three temples in New York, Hong Kong, and London, located at the location of the world's three large magical nodes. The three temples were founded by the first Supreme Mage Agamotto, and their existence formed a magical protection network for the world, preventing creatures from all dimensions and spaces from invading the earth.

The purification spell just now should have successfully expelled the dark magic from Doom's body, but Dormammu intervened to prevent it from happening. It stands to reason that Dormammu should not have such a huge influence on Earth in his lair in the dark dimension, and the only explanation for his ability to forcibly save people in the Heavenly Sword Headquarters, and even open a spell barrier to drag them into the darkness, is that the only explanation is the fall of the Temple.

"My believers have done their job unexpectedly," said Dormammu, "and now it is a matter of time before I come, and soon the world will be in my possession, and no one or anything will be an obstacle to me." ”

Michael's gaze looked at Doom. At this point, Doom seemed to have lost consciousness, suspended in the darkness like a marionette, motionless.

"If that's the case, what do you need Victor to do"

"Victor von Doom is the best piece I've been able to find in all these years. He was born with the blood of a wizard and has a high understanding of magic - especially black magic, he is simply a natural black magician. He can truly use the power I have given me to the fullest, far more powerful than the defective products that Casillas used to make do. ”

"But you're trying to get Victor to steal the dimensional machine for you." Michael said coldly, "If your advent is really just as you say, then what else do you need that machine for?"

Dormammu closed his mouth and looked at him with some disgust.

"The last remaining 'temple' in your world is still functioning." Dormammu snorted heavily, "That hinders the ritual. And there are the last remaining mages in this world to guard, and my people will be difficult to break through in a short time. ”

He deliberately used the word "short-lived" to emphasize that the dilemma was temporary, that the problem would soon be solved, and that it would not be long before he would reign on Earth.

"Soon, young mage. Your world will plunge into darkness and become part of an eternal dimension. Dormam said, "But you, you're different. You have great potential and are a rare and valuable thing in this boring world. I'll give you a chance, mage. Join me and I will grant you endless life and power you could never have imagined. I will rule this eternal world, and you will be able to stand by my right and left. ”

"I choose to pass." Michael stepped forward and confronted the giant evil god, "But do you know what I can promise you, that is, whether it is now or in the future, as long as your ugly face dares to poke into the earth even a millimeter, I promise that I will kick you on the nose of this ugly sky, and kick you back to your lair." I do what I say. ”

Dormammu's eyes narrowed.

"Stupid." "You'll regret this ignorant decision, mage," he said coldly. When I come, you will cry out to me and ask me for mercy. And I will crush you, I will torture your soul and make you regret that you were born in this world! ”

In the end, he simply turned into a roar, and black storms rushed towards this chaotic space with his roar.

"I'll wait." Michael said calmly.

With a final roar, darkness erupted from the massive face, engulfing it and the Doom below. The barrier is lifted, the darkness dissipates, and Michael returns to the battered room of the mothership, surrounded by chaos.

The movement of their fight had already alarmed the rest of the ship, the alarm had been triggered, and agents of the Sky Sword were rushing towards it from all areas. But Michael didn't wait, he went straight back to his office through the portal before the others arrived.

He went to his desk to activate the console, brought up the hovering panel, and said, "Shirley, give me a global scan and draw curves for all forms of magic fluctuations." At the same time, get me satellites to check the real-time status of the temples in New York, London, and Hong Kong. ”

He had a hunch that something bad had happened.

Magic scans around the globe take time, but satellite imagery is quickly called up, along with local news everywhere. The situation of the New York and London temples in the image is very similar, with thick smoke billowing from the streets, buildings being blown open from the inside out, and bursts of fire inside. Fire trucks have arrived at the scene to extinguish the fire and provide relief, and pedestrians have long avoided it. Local news reporters broadcast the scene, and while the cause remains unknown, most seem to speculate that the incident was a terrorist attack or an accident.

Few people know that the incident was neither a terrorist attack nor an accident, and those who know the inside story will even pray that it was just a terrorist attack.

Two temples have been lost, and now only the Hong Kong Temple remains. Once this last temple falls, endless darkness will fall. Dormammu will drag the Earth into that dimension that transcends time, and the Earth will be plunged into darkness forever.

"Michael ......"

He seemed to hear someone calling his name. The sound was soft, far away, like the wind, but he was sure it wasn't an illusion. Michael subconsciously turned around, only to find that the room was empty.

He thought for a moment and closed his eyes. After a while, his entire soul consciousness floated out of his body and flew out through the armor, just like the legendary "Yuan Shen Out of the Body". Keeping his soul in his state, Michael paused in the center of the room, and when he turned around, he saw a white shadow flying through the ceiling. So he floated up, swimming as lightly as a fish in water, and flew out of the room chasing the illusory shadow. The two of them walked one after the other in the huge Heavenly Sword spaceship, and they flew through corridor after corridor, room after room, all the way to the outside of the mothership and into the dark and deep space.

The white shadow stopped, hanging in the air, looking down at the azure earth beneath its feet.

Michael chased after her, stopping as well, looking sideways at her.

That's the Supreme Master.