Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 1013 Respect the fate of others
Ancient One felt even more troubled. Although Dormammu was difficult to deal with, she had never really taken him seriously.

After all, she often borrowed money and didn't pay it back, and would even beat up her creditor Dormammu who came to collect the debt.

They will even throw Dormammu's debt to demons from other dimensions, leaving Dormammu helpless.

However, Sithorn is a completely different being.

He is not a shame to Dormammu, the demon of this dimension, because Dormammu is just a lucky demon who became the master of the ownerless dark dimension, while Sithon is a real big demon.

Before being expelled and becoming a dimensional demon, he already possessed great power at the multiverse level.

Such a being, once involved in the disputes on Earth, will undoubtedly bring about an unprecedented disaster.

“I’ll take this book with me.”

Luther said kindly.

Gu Yi was very surprised when he heard this. Luther was actually willing to take over such a mess?
"However, since Xithorn has already set his sights on Wanda, it will be useless even if I take the Darkhold Book away."

Luther continued.

Although the Dark Book is a prop used by Xithorn to release power and influence the world, just like the power of Red Tank comes from the magic of the evil god Cytorak, Cytorak himself produces a ruby ​​with his own magic. Anyone who touches the gem will gain magic and become Red Tank.

The price is that the opponent's soul returns to Cyttorak. At the same time, Cyttorak can also use this ruby ​​to release his power to influence the real dimension.

If the impact is deep enough, it can invade and release more power, and even make its own projection descend.

But that doesn’t mean that without the Dark Book, Xithorne can no longer exert influence.

Wanda's chaos magic has awakened and attracted Sithorn's attention. It is conceivable that Wanda is the best "Dark Book" for Sithorn.

"This is Kamar-Taj, Sithon can't come in."

Ancient One said seriously.

Luther could tell that Gu Yi was unsure.

After all, he had dealt with so many dimensional demons before, but all of them combined were probably not as good as Xithorn alone.

There are a lot of dimensional demons at the single universe level, but there are only a few dimensional demons at the multiverse level.

The old man version of Ancient One in the comics might still be able to be dealt with.

And it seemed that Gu Yi didn't want his help. For Gu Yi, it might be best if he didn't cause more trouble.

Luther naturally wouldn't meddle in other people's business. He would just take the Dark Book and watch the show.

Three days later, at noon, the sunlight shone through the sparse clouds, dappling onto the ancient and solemn observatory at the headquarters of Kamar-Taj.

Strange, a young wizard who has already learned his skills, sets foot on this mysterious land step by step under the guidance of the king.

Wang, the senior wizard of Kamar-Taj, was dressed in traditional robes, his eyes revealing the wisdom of years. As he walked, he introduced to Strange in detail the profound significance of Kamar-Taj's existence, as well as the inestimable importance of the three major temples - New York, London, and Hong Kong, as key nodes to protect the balance of the world.

"Strange, look,"

Wang pointed to the ancient telescope in the center of the observatory, and his voice was filled with awe. "This observatory is not only a place to observe the stars, but also a gateway to the multiverse. And the three holy temples are the cornerstones for us to resist external threats and maintain the stability of reality."

He patted his chest and said firmly, "The defense mechanisms of the three holy temples have been carefully designed and reinforced by countless generations of mages, and are almost indestructible. Each of the mages stationed there is an elite who has been strictly selected and trained. Their strength should not be underestimated. Believe me, no force can easily conquer them!"

However, before the king finished his words, a distant and deep bell sound suddenly rang out in the observatory. The sound seemed to travel through time and space, carrying an ominous omen.

"what?"

The king's expression instantly turned serious, and he turned abruptly, his eyes fixed on the permanent portal leading to the London Temple in the corner of the observatory.

The light of the portal suddenly lit up, as if it was pushed open by an invisible hand, and a group of mages in black robes walked out of the portal in an orderly manner, their steps carrying a hint of haste and uneasiness.

The leader of the temple, Malgani, an old but vigorous wizard, walked at the front of the team, his face full of worry and fatigue, his eyes flickering with the unextinguished flames of war.

As soon as he saw the king, he immediately took a few steps forward and said in a low and heavy voice: "King, Casillas raided London, and now the London Temple has fallen."

These words hit everyone's heart like a heavy hammer.

Kaecilius, the wizard who was once a member of Kamar-Taj but fell into darkness in pursuit of forbidden knowledge, has become the nightmare of all wizards since he gained unimaginable power from Dormammu.

He firmly believed that only the great lord Dormammu could save mankind, free the world from the shackles of time, and turn it into an eternal paradise.

To this end, he vowed to destroy the three holy temples at all costs and break the boundary between reality and the dark dimension.

"London was the first target he chose."

Malgani continued, "Among the three holy temples, Hong Kong has the most stringent defenses and the most powerful mages; London, on the other hand, is relatively weak. Casillas obviously wants to defeat the easy ones first and then the difficult ones, one by one."

As Malgani finished his words, another portal slowly opened above the observatory. Accompanied by a strong energy fluctuation, Casillas and his followers appeared in front of everyone.

They were dressed in black combat uniforms, exuding a strange and powerful aura, as if they were demons walking out of the abyss. Casillas stood in the front, his eyes like the abyss burning with flames, with a cold smile on his lips.

"It seems that you are already prepared."

Casillas looked around, his voice low and threatening, "But this doesn't change anything. The defense of the London Temple is just a thin layer of paper in my eyes. Now, let me show you the horror of true power!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand lightly, and the six followers immediately dispersed, each looking for an attacking position.

One of the followers, a man with blond hair and a slicked-back hair, was named Aiden. He was once a member of the London Temple. He was expelled from the sect for studying forbidden black magic and eventually joined Casillas.

At this moment, he was standing next to Casillas with a smug smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)