"This is truly beautiful..."
The Dark Dimension descended. Surging dark particles poured in, relentlessly eroding the real world, assimilating everything they could and utterly destroying anything they could not. The taller buildings, being closer, were instantly reduced to ash the moment the Dark Dimension arrived.
Kaecilius walked alone through the streets, tilting his head up toward the sky. To him, this apocalyptic sight was the most beautiful spectacle imaginable.
The street punks gathered there had long since been terrified by the earth-shattering scene and fled in panic. Only the group of sorcerers who had just escaped from the Hong Kong Sanctum remained, surrounding Kaecilius under Wong's lead.
"Wong, you chose the wrong side." Kaecilius faced the gathered sorcerers with utter arrogance. "Let me show you the power of the Great Lord."
As soon as he spoke, the wounds on his body began to slowly heal. The shriveled arm that Li Lin had drained of life, which had hung there like a piece of firewood, began to regain vitality as well. He was Dormammu's servant, drawing power from the Dark Dimension.
Back when the Three Great Sanctums had kept the Dark Dimension outside, he could only extract a tiny amount of power through special rituals. But now, with the Dark Dimension so close at hand, his strength was steadily increasing. At this moment, dark power filled his entire body.
Wong and the others were filled with grief and fury. Their highest duty had been to protect the Sanctum, yet now it had been completely destroyed. Their vigil had ended in failure, and the world stood on the verge of ruin. Their existence seemed meaningless now; all they could do was bring down the hammer of Revenge upon the culprit behind it all!
"Demons have provoked us beyond all limits, drawing the