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Chapter 168 The Legend of the Temple (Part [-])
Gravity was gone, and roofs, trees, and vehicles were sucked flying all over the sky and fell to the ground.The black vortex in the sky began to close at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon disappeared completely.

The fighting between the two mages on the street also stopped.Casillas and his entourage soon noticeably found that their dark magic power was gradually being sucked away, the mana forged into weapons gradually disappeared, and the air blades in their hands gradually dissipated.The dark mages stopped making moves, and looked blankly at their hands, and at their companions, and found the same blank expressions on their faces as they did.

The mages quickly realized what was happening.

Dormammu was defeated, and he fled with his dark dimension.

They won.

"He really did it." Strange muttered looking at the vortex in the sky, still feeling unbelievable.

The shadow flew out before the black vortex closed and disappeared, and the tail flame behind it pierced the sky and flew straight here.The black gold armor landed between the two sides.

"What's going on?" Strange asked.Although he had roughly guessed it, he still wanted to confirm it.

"Dormammu has lost," said Michael. "He has been removed from Earth."

"Impossible." Casillas muttered, but he was more like talking to himself, "Dormammu is the god in charge of darkness, and no one can possibly defeat him."

Although the minions who followed Casillas did not speak, their astonished expressions clearly reflected the same views as their boss.They have personally experienced how powerful the power of darkness is. In their perception, Dormammu is invincible and the ceiling of combat power.They always felt that not even the powerful Sorcerer Supreme could defeat Dormammu in the Dark Dimension.

But the holes in the sky are dissipating, and the black and white decorations on their eyes are gradually disappearing, and they can clearly feel the mana flowing from their bodies like an unstoppable stream of water.All the signs pointed to the same fact—Dormammu had surrendered, and he was running in disgrace.

Michael squinted at Casillas' camp.Casillas froze for a moment, then reacted immediately.He slowly raised his hands behind his head, lowered his head and knelt down in surrender.

His remaining followers saw the boss confessing his cowardice, and after exchanging glances with each other, they all knelt down one after another, imitating the boss's action and knelt down with their heads in their hands.

Now that their powerful dark magic power is gone, they no longer have an advantage in front of the mages of Kama Taj, and there is definitely no chance of winning if they continue to fight.Besides, what if their mana is still there?Although I don't know the specific process, the person in front of me just flew into the dark dimension alone and kicked their master Dormammu back to his lair.

Opponents that even gods can't defeat, what effort are they wasting?
Michael turned to Strange: "They're yours now. They're the Sorcerer Supreme's problem, and it's up to the next Sorcerer Supreme to decide what to do with them."

He stretched out his right hand, opened the wrist of the gauntlet, and the Eye of Agamotto was handed from the gauntlet to his palm.

"There is also this, which also belongs to the Supreme Mage." Michael said, "Treat it with care. This is a magic weapon with unfathomable power, but it's more than that. Its real body is not just a prop for the Supreme Mage As simple as that, it also plays a much more important role. One day, someone may come and try to take it from you, and as the Supreme Sorcerer, you must defend it with your life."

Strange stared at the hair for a moment. At this moment, the eye was closed, and the ancient golden shell glowed with a mysterious luster.

"Perhaps...it is more suitable in your hands." Strange pushed the magic weapon back, "You can unleash its true power."

Michael shook his head: "This is something that belongs to the supreme mage, and it has been passed down from generation to generation since the first generation of mage Agamotto himself. I rejected the position of the supreme mage a long time ago, and the heir selected by the ancient one is not I, it's you, so this is what she left for you.

And don't take it lightly, Dormammu suffered a loss this time, but it doesn't mean that he will never come back in the future.Repelling him is one thing, but he is the demon god who commands the dark dimension after all, so it is not so easy to completely eliminate him.But from now on it's your job.This time, it is because you are not yet mature enough as the successor, and I was entrusted by Master Ancient One, so I helped you take care of it.But don't expect me to get the job done for you next time. "

As the successor to the Supreme Master, Doctor Strange actually needs the Eye of Agamotto more than Michael.The world protection network established by Michael based on the Heavenly Sword focuses more on supernormal events related to superpowers or alien invasions. For the work of the supreme mage, their defense system should have been more perfect.Professionals do professional things, and it is more appropriate to hand over the mysterious side to these mages.

If Dormammu strikes again, or another demon as powerful as him strikes, then the next generation of supreme mage Doctor Strange is the first line of defense, and the Eye of Agamotto will be of great help to him.

Hearing this, Strange no longer shirked.He took the magic weapon and nodded: "I swear with my life, I will protect it to the death."

After finishing here, Michael then flew back to another run-down street.Victor von Doom sat listlessly on a broken wall with steel bars pierced through it, and the power of the armor had bottomed out.

Michael fell to his side.

Dum raised his eyelids: "So, you beat him?" Without waiting for an answer, he chuckled, "Of course you did, you always can."

"It's not your fault, Victor." Michael said calmly, "Dormammu has affected your brain, and he's good at it."

"But I gave him a chance. I was too eager to gain power, I showed the opening, and he caught the opening. That's it."

Michael was silent for a moment.

"Perhaps, you are right." He said slowly, "You did make mistakes, but it has something to do with your state. You used to be a pioneer, Victor. You are good at creating all kinds of things that others can't man-made. Things, good at finding ways to solve problems that others can't solve. But since you came to Tianjian, since I promised to help you, you have become... lazy."

Doom said nothing.

"Especially recently, you have become a little too dependent on me. You no longer continue to seek solutions to problems by yourself, but pin all your hopes on me, hoping that I can clear all obstacles for you."

Michael paused, then suddenly turned to say: "I found a record on an ancient parchment with a history of 600 years, which mentioned a group of wise men who were cast aside by their fellows for conducting experiments beyond the boundaries of mortals, and fled to It is said that they are in a temple in the high mountains of Tibet, and they have advanced technology and profound knowledge of black magic, but their temples cannot be found through conventional methods.”

Doom looked up at him suspiciously, not understanding what he meant by saying this.

"I have used satellites to scan the area, and I have also used some magic detection methods. I also took the time to go there to see it myself. I am sure that I have searched every inch of the area, but I found nothing .I think maybe there is only some special means to find this place and I have not found this method yet.

But in addition to this, there is a prophecy mentioned in the records related to this place.The prophecy says that a man who has lost everything is destined to find that place, learn ancient secrets, and eventually become the lord of those monks. "

Dum reacted: "You mean you want me to look for that place?"

"I originally hoped that you would be more mature before setting out to find there, but considering your current situation, I think now may be the time." Michael said, "I will give you all the information I have collected about the temple, But from now on, you're all on your own. Use your wit, use your talent, Victor, and try to solve the problem yourself again. Then, I'm sure you'll find some of the answers you've been looking for."

"Okay." Dum said, "But you said you've tried everything and searched everywhere but found nothing, so why do you think I can do it?"

"Because, Victor, I think...you're the one."

(End of this chapter)