Sorcerer Supreme Ancient One was dead?
And before dying, she had even passed the position of Kamar-Taj's Sorcerer Supreme on to him?
Looking at the Eye of Agamotto in his hand, Stephen Strange was completely bewildered, unable to understand why she had done this.
Compared to his clumsy spellcasting, Mordo's earlier performance was far more deserving of the title Sorcerer Supreme.
But as Dormammu shifted his attention toward him, an indescribable terror swiftly rose from the depths of his heart.
Having personally witnessed the terrifying power of the ruler of the Dark Dimension, Doctor Strange knew perfectly well that with the magic he currently possessed, he could never confront Dormammu head-on as evenly matched as Ancient One had.
Faced with the opponent's endless methods of attack, he would not even last a few seconds.
Once he understood that, Stephen Strange immediately placed all his hopes on this artifact that could grant him the power to control time.
Without the slightest hesitation!
At the fastest speed possible, he followed the spell recorded in the book, using his current state of being alive as the beginning and his death as the end, successfully setting up a simple loop.
After finishing all this, the man hailed as the finest of all Sorcerer Supremes finally gathered his courage, raised his head, and said to Dormammu's enormous face made of energy, "I think we can bargain!"
"Bargain? Hahahaha! Ancient One, is this the successor you chose?"
Dormammu had clearly not noticed Doctor Strange's little maneuver. He split his mouth in an unrestrained sneer.
In his eyes, this pitiful mortal had obviously been frightened senseless, to the point that his mind could no longer understand the situation.
With Sorcerer Supreme Ancient One dead, no power on Earth in this universe could stop his advance any longer.