Seeing the ruthless dark wizard unleash his killing move, the wizards in the livestream room couldn’t help worrying again.
[Voldemort: Finally! This fool has learned his lesson. Why waste time talking? He should have used his killing move from the beginning.]
[Voldemort: Anyone who stands in your way deserves death. That’s my creed.]
[Grindelwald: And that’s why you’ve been blown into pieces by your own magic.]
[Voldemort: ….]
[Hermione: But what about Anton? That dark wizard looks furious.]
[Dumbledore: Anton will find a way. But I’m worried about this building. The magical explosion could affect the entire city of London.]
[Hermione: These dark wizards really are ruthless.]
[McGonagall: If only we could be there. We could help Anton and also reduce the harm done to the Muggles there.]
The magical sphere slammed into the ground, and Kaecilius’s smugness was written all over his face.
“Look! This is the power the darkness has given me!”
With a tremendous boom, the magical explosion spread in all directions.
Yet the entire building remained completely unharmed.
The Dark Magic that should have corrupted everything around it abruptly stopped.
Nothing happened.
Kaecilius’s smile froze on his face.
He looked up at Strange.
“You? What did you do?!”
Strange spread both hands.
Behind him, the world slowly revealed a mirrored surface.
It was the Mirror Dimension.
Kaecilius instantly became furious.
“When did you summon the Mirror Dimension?”
“When you were busy laughing like an idiot just now.”
Kaecilius was furious beyond words.
He ordered his followers to attack.
The dark sorcerers charged toward Strange, attempting to capture him.
[Chat Group]
[Flitwick: Textbook-level spellcasting! Ancient One only taught Anton this once, yet he can already apply it so flexibly!]
[Flitwick: He’s simply a natural-born duelist.]
[McGonagall: Even I didn’t think of using it this way. I was only thinking about using a counter-curse.]
[Flitwick: Minerva, the key is flexible thinking.]
[Flitwick: Anton’s thinking is exceptionally broad.]
[Flitwick: Come on, child. I know you must have some more brilliant ideas.]
[Anton: Not at the moment.]
[Flitwick: That’s fine. Whenever you think of something, we’ll be waiting for you.]
[Luna: I actually thought of a good idea too.]
[Luna: Avada Kedavra takes away life, so if you carried a hundred ants around with you, wouldn’t that make you immune to Avada Kedavra?]
[Flitwick: Merlin’s beard!]
[Flitwick: Luna, you possess the wisdom of Helena Ravenclaw! Forty points to Ravenclaw!]
[Flitwick: We should put this plan into practice immediately. What kind of ants do you think we should catch?]
[Voldemort: I never thought there would actually be a few geniuses at Hogwarts.]
The video switched scenes.
Strange and the enraged fanatics were sprinting through the streets of London.
Traffic raced past them at high speed.
The sorcerers completely ignored the Muggles around them.
At this moment, these fanatics had only one thought.
Kill Strange.
After being chased relentlessly, Strange wanted to turn around and fight back.
Mordo shouted at him,
“Sorcerer Strange!”
“They are Children of the Dark Dimension. They will become even stronger in the Mirror Dimension.”
Seeing that Strange looked eager to fight, Master Mordo continued in a rapid-fire tone,
“They can’t affect the real world.”
“But killing us is certainly no illusion.”
Hearing this, Strange immediately took the advice.
He turned and ran.
The dark wizard behind them began manipulating his magic.
He spread his hands apart.
The space was instantly sliced into sections as though cut by invisible blades.
Within the divided space,
Strange and Mordo accelerated their pace.
The dark wizard raised one hand.
The entire ground suddenly flipped upward, and the road beneath their feet rose directly in front of them.
Strange immediately opened a portal.
But the dark wizard’s hand moved faster.
With a casual twist, the entire space suddenly tilted to the left.
It was as though Earth itself had been tipped over by that single movement.
Because of gravity, the group rapidly fell toward the left and crashed into a bus.
The two continued fleeing.
They raced across the sides of buildings, leaped across the pointed tops of towers, and glided above the clouds.
Eventually, they became trapped inside a four-sided mirrored dimension.
Three dark wizards appeared behind them.
[Chat Group]
[Ron: Merlin’s owl! My heart is about to leap out of my chest! How long have they been running? I don’t even know which way is up or down anymore.]
[Dumbledore: Extremely sophisticated spatial manipulation magic. It’s even more impressive than our Apparition.]
[Dumbledore: This kind of magic is worth studying.]
[Ron: I’ll stick with Floo Powder and Portkeys. That’s terrifying.]
[Hermione: Anton and the others will be all right, won’t they? Those three monsters are about to catch them.]
[Harry: Relax, Hermione. Anton is very strong.] This story is hosted at g.com.
The moment Harry’s message appeared, the three dark wizards approached the two with sinister smiles.
Kaecilius at the front had his eyes fixed on Strange, clearly intending to settle the score for everything that had happened earlier, from being captured to being toyed with.
The crisis was upon them.
Strange manifested shields in both hands, while Mordo created a whip.
Neither of them intended to run anymore.
They were prepared to fight to the death.
Just then, the space suddenly split open.
Ancient One emerged from the darkness.
But her appearance was completely different from before.
Her pupils were almost entirely black, occupying nearly her whole eyes.
A rune had also appeared in the center of her forehead.
It was the mark of Dark Magic.
In the Mirror Dimension, where disguises could be revealed, magic could no longer hide the truth.
Ancient One quietly said to Mordo and Strange,
“I’m sorry. Sorcerer Strange was right.”
“I have been using Dark Magic to extend my life.”
Mordo’s face was filled with shock.
He was just about to say something when Ancient One pushed him away, sending him safely out of range.
Then she faced her wayward disciple.
Kaecilius’s eyes were filled with pride, like a victor standing before his defeated opponent.
“Kaecilius.”
“I bear some responsibility for what you’ve become.”
“If you insist on bringing Dormammu into this world, there will never again be peace.”
Kaecilius shrugged and sneered disdainfully.
“What does that have to do with me?”
“I chose to follow a stronger master.”
“It will grant the world immortality.”
“All you gave me was pain and limitations.”
Seeing that her wayward disciple remained hopelessly lost, Ancient One let out a long sigh.
Then she stepped forward.
She addressed all the dark wizards,
“Your master has taught you quite a few spells.”
“If you want to fight, then come at me.”
Kaecilius gave a signal.
Three magical blades appeared in the hands of the dark wizards.
They formed a triangle and slowly closed in on Ancient One.
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