Super God: If I punch you, you will die

Or go in the direction of travel.

It's incredible.

Could the Eye of Almotho manipulate time? Suddenly, a thought flashed into Strange's mind, and his hand trembled as he turned the forbidden book to the missing page.

The green magic circle reappeared.

His eyes gleamed with astonishment as the missing page slowly returned to its original state.

"Dormammu...eternal life, the power of darkness..."

Kakakakaka—

A series of mirrored walls appeared before Strange's eyes, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, dripping down one by one.

"stop--"

A roar came.

Strange turned around, and then the mirror disappeared instantly.

"How could you so casually disrupt the boundaries of space and time?" Mordo, the Ancient One's eldest disciple, roared in anger.

"I was just doing what the book said..." Strange explained hastily.

What did the book say? Did it mention the dangers of doing so?

The Guardian King also rushed in, never expecting that Strange would actually violate the taboos of Kamar-Taj.

The two senior brothers were furious and took turns reprimanding their reckless and foolish junior brother.

The anger in my heart still cannot be quelled.

……

“You have the talent of a mystic,”

Mordo was also filled with curiosity, and the Guardian King exchanged a glance with Mordo, as if they saw in Strange the possibility of defeating the darkness.

"follow me."

A giant floating sphere suddenly appeared, and the Guardian King recounted the history of the four Guardian Temples and the struggle against darkness.

Suddenly, the Guardian King's expression turned solemn...

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Dangdangdang——

The deep, resonant sound of bells rang out.

The Guardian King and the mage Mordo looked up together, "The Temple of London." Mordo exclaimed and rushed into the Temple of London.

This secret chamber contains portals to the three great temples, for use in emergencies.

As soon as Mordo stepped into the portal, an explosion rang out. The powerful shockwave slammed Mordo's body against the solid wall, and he instantly lost consciousness.

Strange and Wang Yi saw a flash of fire, and then Kaecilius's hideous face appeared...

then.

Wang and Mordo have vanished.

Strange staggered forward a few steps and came to a church. He was panting heavily, looking around the church in a panic.

A splitting headache struck, and Strange finally found the door.

open the door.

The bustling streets, passersby, and modern buildings stand in stark contrast to the dilapidated Kamar-Taj.

177A Brick Street.

Strange glanced at the address and continued into the church. To his surprise, a man dressed as a monk burst in, followed by pursuers.

The one leading them was none other than Casillas!

That traitor!!!

He was dressed in a monk's robe, and the muscles around his horrifying eye sockets were completely rotten, exuding an evil aura.

Daniel, the guardian of the New York temple, remained calm; he was already prepared to die for the temple.

Do you know what this means?

"You will die to protect the temple."

Kaecilius plunged the magical ice crystal into the abdomen of the temple guardian Daniel, who let out a low groan of pain.

"stop--"

Strange couldn't help but shout.

"How long have you been in Kamar-Taj, esteemed... Doctor... You call him Doctor?" Casillas's tone was full of sarcasm.

"Strange".

Strange corrected.

“It is quite strange, but I have no right to comment.” Casillas charged toward Strange, and the other fanatical followers followed suit.

Strange turned and ran away.

at the same time.

on the street.

The atmosphere seemed somewhat unusual.

Alice, clad in battle armor with the Golden Osmanthus Sword at her waist, walked solemnly beside Lin Yan, while Angel Yan remained silent, and Qi Lin looked displeased.

“Mr. Lin Yan is the key to my return to the ‘Underworld,’ and I have a responsibility to protect him,” Alice said righteously.

Pedestrians stared at them.

His tone was full of surprise.

"So beautiful! I've never seen anyone so beautiful before."

"That girl in the black combat uniform is so cool and stylish."

"That blonde girl was actually carrying a sword."

Is this a group cosplay?

"I wonder if it's possible to ask them to take a photo together."

"That handsome guy is really lucky to have three beautiful women by his side."

"I'm so envious."

……

If it weren't for wanting to avoid these three women, Lin Yan would never have suggested going out, yet they followed him closely.

“When it comes to shopping, I should be the most qualified to speak on this. The Angel Engine gives me a complete understanding of this world.” Angel Yan smiled wickedly.

Suddenly.

Angel Yan's gaze drifted to the distant church, her eyes narrowing slightly. "It seems we've encountered something interesting—strange energy fluctuations. Is this world's...magic?"

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"interesting."

Angel Yan's silver eyes gleamed, and the kaleidoscope-like buildings in her vision distorted, the rows of buildings meshing like gears, and the walls instantly turned into the ground.

It completely violates common sense in physics.

"Let's capture him without mercy."

From the corrupted eye sockets of Casillas, those eyes filled with darkness and murderous intent stared at the madly charging Strange, letting out a ferocious laugh.

He has drawn upon the power of darkness and is no longer the same person he once was.

Strange fled in a disheveled state, fending off the attacks of the fanatical believers. Casillas pursued relentlessly, his sinister laughter echoing through the church, his bloodlust surging within him.

A competitive game.

A trapped prey.

"Doctor... give up struggling. Darkness is the only destiny in this world, and if you don't want to die and decay, you should have faith in the great Dormammu."

Casillas has gone completely insane.

Strange finally reached the door, only to be shocked to find someone had broken into the church, and it was a stunningly beautiful woman.

She wore a romantic bohemian-style long dress in a dazzling red color. The skirt was layered with openwork patterns, and the bright and delicate tassels fluttered around her ankles.

Her skin was as white as snow, and her eyes were like pools of clear water. With each glance, she possessed an elegant and refined air that captivated all who beheld her, making them feel inferior and unworthy of her presence. Yet, within that aloof and lively spirit lay a captivating charm that could not help but enthrall the soul.

Her complexion was as clear and lustrous as jade, like a new moon with a halo, like snow piled on flowering trees. Her beauty was captivating, her demeanor serene and composed, her charm alluring, and her words delicate and graceful. Her beauty was beyond compare.

"Run away!"

Strange shouted.

Casillas seemed to notice the woman as well, his eyes narrowing slightly. Why would an ordinary person accidentally trespass into the temple?

"Get out of here quickly, it's dangerous!"

Strange didn't want to see innocent people get caught up in the chaos, so he shouted and waved his arms, but—

The other party seemed unmoved.

"killed!"

At Casillas's command, the fanatical followers pounced like wolves, brandishing their magical whips.

It was whipped onto the ground, making a 'sizzling' sound.

If it hits a person, it will immediately tear the skin and flesh, or even break bones and tendons.

"Kid, do you want to kill me?"

Angel Yan glanced at him sideways.

She exudes an innate nobility and elegance.

What is most breathtaking are those eyes, eyes that only a cold and beautiful angel, otherworldly and completely different from those of mortals, would have.

Rumbling--

Those ants were completely unaware of their foolish actions. They were slammed against the wall, their bones broken and tendons snapped. Before they died, their eyes were filled with shock and panic.

The powerful shockwave caused the entire wall to collapse, and a trench several meters deep stretched for hundreds of meters.

In the mirror world, the outside world is unaffected.

The fanatical believers stared in astonishment at the nearly destroyed church.

"what happens?"

"What's the matter?"

"Is it that woman?"

Fine beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads, and a chilling wind swept behind them. What terrifying power this was, instantly killing several believers.

Casillas turned his head. "Woman, you're very strong?"

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"Woman, you're very strong?"

Casillas's decaying eye sockets narrowed slightly, sending out a dangerous signal. He had a premonition that the woman before him would be a troublesome problem.

It must be dealt with immediately.

kill.

This is all normal for a Dormammu fanatic.