"It's over!"
Thanos swung his blade with all his might. In an instant, space shattered, and enormous cracks erupted across this nameless planet!
The massive fissures continued to spread, even reaching into the sky. Countless glass-like fragments surrounded those pitch-black cracks.
Thanos knew they were fragments of space, and behind that enormous rift lay the Mirror space where that damned sorcerer was hiding.
With cracks like these, destruction of this magnitude, and that damned sorcerer's already limited magic power, Thanos believed the man was as good as dead.
Tyrant's Blade plunged into the ground. Thanos removed his helmet. He had to admit that guy had put him under tremendous pressure, but only victors had the right to mourn their opponents. Losers deserved only to sleep in the World of the Dead.
Clearly, Thanos was the victor, while that sorcerer had completely vanished from this world along with his space.
"Not a bad opponent, though he was a little troublesome." Thanos muttered to himself. "But it seems a few versions of me died just now. Looks like this trip is getting troublesome. I should leave as soon as possible."
"Sorry, but I'm afraid you're next. I can't let you leave!" At that moment, Strange's voice suddenly rang throughout the entire space.
Thanos's pupils immediately widened at the sound. He had never expected to hear the voice of that supposedly doomed sorcerer again!
Thanos quickly picked up his weapon and looked around. Terrifying battles still raged all around him, and that black rift still stretched across the sky, just as before.
But soon, Thanos noticed something was wrong. He could clearly feel the space around him constantly compressing, continuously shrinking!
"This..." Thanos muttered in disbelief. He had already realized that something was seriously wrong.
"This is inside the Mirror space." Strange suddenly