Sentinel

Chapter 401
The physical world, mirroring New York.

The temple mage is clearing up the remaining hell creatures, and Modu is the first to take the lead. The wand of Vatum in his hand is lingering with lightning, vibrating and roaring, and bursts out powerful spells, whether it is skeleton evil spirits, Balrogs, or nightmares. Crack into ashes.

Strange was holding the Book of Visandi, and the red cloak led him to float in mid-air. With the help of this powerful magic weapon of Kama Taj, Strange used group spells, such as the Seraphim Shield. A large defensive move.

The Book of Visandi recorded many spells of Kama Taj, with its blessing, Strange cast all kinds of amazingly powerful spells, which were simply made by hand.

Not long ago, the figure of Gu Yi rushed out of the gate of hell, and directly entered the dark dimension without staying too long. The six aggressive hell lords who led the crowd were retreated by the supreme mage alone. Thanos was imprisoned in the cage of time, the doomsday red dragon Samael was beheaded, and Abaddon was severely injured. The silent deterrence brought by this tyrannical force directly caused the remaining dark kings to flee in a hurry.

Those supreme kings who ruled hell, even ignoring the dark minions left in the mirror world, closed the gates of hell, and hid in the depths of the lava in panic like a bereaved dog.

Once again, they remembered the great reputation of the supreme mage and how it was established. The Agamuda of the previous generation and the ancient one of today made the kings of hell terrified.

Seeing the supreme mage's complete victory, the fighting mages of the temple seemed to have been injected with a shot in the arm. Their morale was boosted and their fighting spirit was boiling. Only Mordo and Strange were still full of worries. The collapse of the New York temple meant that The solid defense line that symbolizes the material world is completely gone, and the dark dimension is eroding the mirror space. Now no one can stop Dormammu's coming.

"If this is the end, then we too should fight until the end of the world."

Modu looked at the ever-expanding dark vortex in the gloomy sky, his dark face was full of determination.

He is not as optimistic as the rest of the temple mages, the erosion of the dark dimension is gradually increasing, and the entire mirror space is like fragile glass, unable to withstand the extrusion of external forces, bursting out shockingly huge cracks.

"If even the Supreme Mage can't save the world..."

Strange's eyes were dim, and the magic floating cloak fluttered to bring him back to the ground, and he closed the book of Visandi in his hand.

If even the supreme mage of Karma Taj can't stop this world from falling into the abyss of destruction, then who can do it?

He looked around, and the New York in the mirror space was devastated, almost reduced to ruins, the Statue of Liberty who had lost an arm and fell to the ground; the entire World Trade Center that was broken down; only the ruined Times Square remained...

In this tragic war against the minions of darkness and guarding the material world, countless mages, templars, and demon hunters whose names are unknown paid a heavy price.

Among the mages cleaning up the battlefield, Strange saw the disgraced king, the librarian of Karma Taj, collapsed on the ground in embarrassment, gasping for breath, as if he was glad that he was still alive.

Everyone looked at the mirror space that was about to burst. The dark vortex was like a cold pupil, watching this group of insignificant and humble human beings. They were about to usher in the doomsday and return to darkness.

"Stopped... the power of the dark dimension is declining?"

Modu suddenly shouted, with a hint of unbelievable surprise in his tone.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the dark dimension that eroded the mirror space slowly withdrew from the material world.

The dark vortex in the gloomy sky gradually shrinks and shrinks at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This incomprehensible abnormal phenomenon made many mages rejoice, and Strange opened his eyes wide. He was ready to face death with peace of mind, but things turned around again.

"The Supreme Mage defeated Dormammu?"

Modu was puzzled. You must know that Gu Yi and Domamu have confronted each other for many years, and only by relying on the laws of the material world to suppress them can they maintain a balanced situation.

"Is that... Mr. Seapers?"

Strange saw the tall and straight figure in the dark dimension, standing in the huge rapidly shrinking vortex, quite conspicuous.

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"Is this the Time Stone?"

Xiao En murmured softly, and the palm holding the Eye of Agamuda tightened suddenly, and the golden shell imprinted with layers of cascading circle patterns burst open and turned into fine powder.

The crystal-clear emerald gem appeared, lying quietly in his palm.

"Past, present, Future……"

Sean held the gem of time in his palm, and the emerald green light burst out, reflecting circles of hazy colors.

In his eyes, the appearance of the world is peeled off layer by layer, turning into billions of intertwined complex lines, converging into a galloping river with no end in sight.

The energy of the emerald surged out, as if prying the fulcrum of the rules, allowing Sean to grasp the elusive time.

He seems to be standing on the bank of a river, with the unchanging past on one side, representing what has already happened, like the first domino, once overturned and changed, it will cause a chain reaction.

On the other side is the future with infinite variables. Taking the present as the starting point, countless possibilities are extended. Every drop of water contains the unknown, which converges into an unpredictable future.

Sean pondered deeply. The real ability of the Time Gem should be to go back to the past, or observe the future, and even anchor the coordinates to influence the future results.

It's just that every change of the world line will bring unpredictable and serious consequences, so the supreme mage seldom interferes with the change of time.

"My past and future... Backtracking!"

Sean's body trembled slightly, and the frequency became faster and faster, bringing out a illusory afterimage that kept shaking.

In the eyes of Modu and Strange, the other party seemed to disappear at any time, his figure blurred and became thinner, and his whole body was shrouded in a layer of emerald green light.

"What is he doing?"

Strange asked suspiciously.

"He's going back in time."

Modu's complexion was complicated. As the first disciple of the supreme mage, he roughly knew some secrets about the Eye of Agamuda.

Sean's behavior at this time is just using the time gem to find his past and observe his future.

The long river of time has set off subtle waves, and the self of different periods is reflected in Xiao En's eyes, and those illusory figures who are either young or smiling, collapse like bubbles.

Those fragments of time that existed in the past, like buildings that lost the support of steel and concrete, gradually collapsed and collapsed.

"Life is but a tiny, tiny wave in the infinite river of time."

Xiao En muttered to himself, based on the present, he used the power of the time gem to go back to the past, and cut off the previous connections one by one. Those who existed in the time fragments were erased like chalk writing.

The illusory afterimages merged into one, Xiao En was smiling, and the time gem was shining. After erasing the past, he wanted to use the present as the anchor point coordinates to cut off the future.

In the vast expanse of time and space, in the endless parallel worlds, there is only one self.

The past and the future exist only.

(End of this chapter)