The three sanctuaries of Kama Taj do not exist in reality, and the Ancient One uses his amazing knowledge of spatial magic to maintain the sanctuary in a mirror space between reality and illusion, which means that unless the magic of the mirror space is broken, the sanctuary will not appear in front of ordinary people.

This is a good thing, but it is also a bad thing, once the sanctuary is attacked, the mage who stays in it is like catching a turtle in an urn.

"Bang"

The dust was scattered, and the quaint and ornate floor tiles were torn apart by the claws that poked out of the darkness, and the mage standing there didn't even have time to turn back, and the whole person was crushed into a bloody mass on the ground.

"Boom"

The scorching dark red energy bombarded the walls of the sanctuary like cannonballs, this blow from the high-level demons made this sacred place crumble, and countless runes of light were like eggshells in flames, struggling to protect everyone present, but frankly speaking, in the face of opponents who pounced down from all directions, those hideous beings, and those who remained on the battlefield began to feel despair.

Once again, the London Sanctuary won the lot, and it seems that Archmage Casillas had a deep grudge against the place where he had worked, and in the second large-scale attack, he resolutely chose the oldest sanctuary.

The evil gods had just been repelled before, and this time the invasion was not joined by too high-level beings, but the diffuse darkness from the dark space was still eroding all the land around the sanctuary in the alliance of gods and demons commanded by Casillas, but the main force of the war was still the Shadow and Summoner Master who chose to betray and his evil god believers.

It's horrible... Everywhere the dark fog went, everything was rapidly corroded, and even the sacred defenses of the sanctuary could not stop the corrosion from deepening, especially when Casillas opened the portal to hell, leaving the raging ghosts and all kinds of evil creatures to run and kill in the streets of London, and the mages could only be trapped in the sanctuary in despair.

A third of the forces have been dispersed to stop the non-human monsters from wreaking havoc on the city, and once they are slaughtered, the surging dead souls will only make Casillas' offensive even more terrifying.

And even the frontal magical forces of the whole of Britain have been gathered, and in the face of such an offset, they will have a hard time.

"Be careful!"

Strange waved his hands, and the dazzling crimson light chain wrapped around the neck of a ghost who rushed into the sanctuary, and he pulled it down hard, and the ghost's body was torn apart by the surging magic, but when he turned around, he saw that the space behind the hard-supported Hamill mage was torn apart, and a pair of scaly claws grabbed at the old mage.

"Bang"

The king who wielded the long stick jumped down from the second floor, his clothes had been stained with all kinds of blood, and the beast head stick in his hand smashed the outstretched claws, breaking the claws from the center, a desperate howl rang out, and the space shattered, it was an ugly devil with bat wings, and the Hamill mage turned around, and under the funny round glasses, there was a silent killing intent.

The magic sword in his hand slashed through the air, cutting off the devil's head, and another evil spirit was sent to where it belonged.

"Watch out for the Shadow Dog!"

At the front of the sanctuary, an old mage in a black robe with a staff in his hand unleashed flaming flames to stop the invasion of those evil spirits and dark breaths, and when he saw the space shattered again, he turned and shouted to his companions who were still struggling to fight,

"Casillas' Shadow Dog is coming!"

"Whoa"

With a chaotic howl, more than a dozen shadow dogs shrouded in purple shadows pounced out of the space, tearing apart the front that had been reorganized inside the sanctuary again, and what was even worse was that this difficult shadow dog was just a vanguard, and behind them, there were evil god believers wearing black robes and burning eyes on their chests.

Most of those guys were former apprentices of Casillas, and some were dark wizards he had recruited from the dark world of magic, all of them ruthless and scheming.

"Ahh

An old knight in medieval armor was caught off guard and was thrown to the ground by the Shadow Dogs, and the flames wrapped around his body burned the bodies of the Shadow Dogs, but it could not stop the gnawing of the furious dark beasts, and in an instant, his arm was gnawed off.

The old knight's wail made Strange, who had had a hard time dealing with the shadow dog, want to rush over to help, but was blocked by two black-hooded guys, holding invisible blades in their hands, and surging dark magic on their bodies.

But the current situation, he couldn't hold back, he spread his hands, two pulsing crimson sparks in the palm of his hand to form a sharp rune light wheel, Strange took a deep breath, recalled the few times he saw Cyber fighting, imitated the momentum and movements of that guy, and pounced towards the spellcaster in front of him.

"Get out of the way!"

"Bang Bang"

The wheel of light in his hand collided with the invisible blades of those spellcasters, squeezing a path open, and he turned around and threw the wheel of light in his left hand, which was like a sharp boomerang, blocking the two silent dark believers, and the wheel of light in his right hand flew out, slicing the heads of the two shadow dogs, and then returned to his hands.

As a beginner, Strange unleashes spells incredible power, and it's clear that, unlike Cyber, he's a natural spellcaster.

However, talent was not enough to make up for the lack of experience, and after saving the old knight, he was faced with a situation of being attacked on his back, but fortunately inside the sanctuary, Kama Taj's side still had the upper hand, and Strange and the two casters fought for less than 10 seconds before they were stopped by the warlocks who rushed to help, giving Strange time to do what he had to do.

"Call for backup!"

Strange rushed to the deepest part of the sanctuary, where a circle was still struggling to maintain, and he shouted into it,

"Mordo, we need support, Casillas is destroying the London Sanctuary, come!

"Hold on for 5 minutes, Strange! The battle on the Hong Kong side has just ended, and we need 5 minutes to reopen the teleportation array!"

Mo Du's tired voice sounded in the magic circle, the mages have really been running for their lives in the past few days, the advantage of the ancient one's defensive magic circle is that as long as the three sanctuaries are not broken, the exotic demon gods don't want to appear in other parts of the earth, but the disadvantage is that the three sanctuaries must be the main direction of these gods and demons.

This has led to frequent battles, and every battle has been brutal... Almost all of Kama Taj's mages were wounded, and the most important thing was that there was no hope at all for this persistence, and no one knew when the attack of the demon gods would end.

"Five minutes!"

Strange rejoins the fray, and with the release of a amplification magic, he shouts to the other mages who are still holding on,

"Hold out for five minutes! Brothers, reinforcements are coming!"

This news greatly encouraged the will of everyone present, and they even launched a wave of counterattacks to drive out the evil creatures that had invaded the sanctuary, and this scene obviously could not hide the gaze of Casillas, who had been suspended in the air and observing the battlefield, and the summoning master showed an extremely impatient expression on his face.

He made a pact with Dormammu, and the dark power made him young again, but at the price, a crack that resembled a dry earth had appeared around the edge of his eyes, which looked shocking, but it was not an unbearable price for the archmage himself, and he took the book of time from his chained pocket, flipped a few pages in the air, and chanted in a creepy voice,

“Τοτ?ρα?κρ?βεταιαπ?την?βυσσο，μετο?νομαμουτο?νομ?σου，εδ?καιτ?ρα，?λαεδ?! καταστρ?ψτεταπ?ντα，σκοτ?νει?λου?！！”

The magic that came to the dark space was fully mobilized at this moment, and disappeared behind Casillas as if absorbed, tearing open the door to the mystery.

A sudden burst of pressure made the mages of the sanctuary who had just breathed a sigh of relief raise their heads suddenly, only to see that the sky of the sanctuary was torn apart, as if connected to the bottomless abyss, the black liquid swallowed, like a crazy place where all evil was hidden, and the huge claws, which were white bone-like claw blades, twisted and intertwined, but like swatting flies, smashed down on the crumbling London Sanctuary.

The claw of bones was the size of ten adults combined, and its claws were wrapped with a dark green light, and when it touched the sky at the top of the sanctuary, a dazzling crimson rune circle swelled to form a shield-like halo, blocking the claw in the air.

But in less than a second, the rune shield was shattered, and the claw continued to go downward, and the golden flames in the air continued to burn the body of the claw, but this pinprick-like pain stimulated the body of the melon seed more and more, and it sent out a wail in the abyss that pierced everyone's ears, and the speed of the claw fell faster and more fiercely.

The flames that extended from the sanctuary had condensed into substance in the air, as if most of the sky had been ignited, but it still could not prevent the destruction from coming, like a war hammer smashing the ground, and in the horrified eyes of everyone, the white bone claws smashed the top of the sanctuary.

Like a castle made of sand on the beach, when the first bricks flew out of the top of the sanctuary with the palm of a naughty child's palm, Strange imagined what would happen next.

Destroy the wither!

Like a hot dinner knife that separates butter, there is no trace of obscurity and obstruction at all, the entire ground of London erupts into an earthquake-like shaking at this moment, and the ancient sanctuary that could still hold on before was completely destroyed under this blow, and there are still blood stains gushing out of the ruins on both sides, and all the persistence seems to have become a joke.

The claws of the white bones suddenly disappeared after all this, and the entire mirror space itself appeared to crack when the glass was shattered, and in the wild laughter of Casillas, the unhindered evil spirits and cultists rushed towards the remaining mages with their weapons held high, as long as they destroyed the magic core under the ground of the London Sanctuary, the magic net that enveloped the world would be completely destroyed.

The god of darkness is about to reign in this world!

In the midst of the ruins, the grizzled Strange looked desperately at the dark fog and the hideous-looking evil spirits rolling in from all directions, and the ground around him was full of stumps and severed arms, which were the blood and sacrifices of the brave, but today it became an unrewarded effort.

"We're going to die... Right?"

The old knight he rescued was lying next to him, his legs had been crushed, he had lost his left arm, his old face was covered with blood, "Ahem, there is no hope... Run, young man, get out of here... Run!"

Strange raised his left hand with difficulty, a rune light appeared on his fingertips, and a dozen roaring shadow dogs rushed out of the darkness in front of them, howling and pounced towards Strange, behind them, there was an evil spirit wielding a white bone weapon, which was never more hideous, and the bloodthirsty desire made Strange tremble all over.

"Don't escape!

He struggled to his feet, the rune light wheel blooming on his hands, "I've been told that as long as I'm not afraid, nothing can stop me..."

"I'm not afraid! I have entered this world, how can I go back and be an ordinary person willingly!"

The Shadow Dog jumped high and pounced on Strange from all directions in the air, he couldn't dodge it at all, death had never been so close to him, he raised the light wheel in his hand and slashed at the Shadow Dog in front of him, not for victory, no victory, only this final blow.

The rune light wheel slices the Shadow Dog's head open, and the second light wheel flies out, breaking the other Shadow Dog from the center of its body, but it doesn't work... There were more shadow dogs, and after that shadow dog, there were more evil spirits, and he looked up, and the mages who were all wounded were surrounded by evil spirits that far outnumbered them, and the mage Hamill was still fighting to the death with three swords in his body, and the king with a full face was wielding a beast's head and long stick, like a beast that had come to the end of the road, crazy, but there was an indescribable tragedy.

The confrontation between this world and the old gods has just begun, and a gorgeous world has just opened the door in front of his eyes, but he has no chance to continue, and he can't pursue what he wants to do, what a desperate thing it must be.

Facing the shadow dog's open mouth, the jagged and crazy sharp teeth, and the rancid breath, Strange closed his eyes, and in the face of the death that came to his face, he finally couldn't change his face, and there was a bitter indescribable smile on his face,

"Sure enough..."

He let go of his hands, "I still can't be a hero..."