Alpheus, the World Forger supposedly killed by Barbatos, was tasked with creating universes using the World Forge. The moment he had been forced to appear when Luke moved the World Forge, it had already proven there was something wrong with his death.
He had tried to stop them, but failed. He could neither drive Luke and the others away nor prevent Luke from taking the World Forge. In the end, he had no choice but to follow Luke to this universe.
After all, for a World Forger, with his mission a complete disaster and the World Forge gone, his existence no longer held much meaning.
Luke saw familiar faces like Eitri, but he was in no mood to speak with them right now. Besides, the dwarves would be busy for quite some time. At the very least, they needed to thoroughly inspect and maintain the Teleportation Hall as assistants.
Transporting something as massive as the World Forge consumed an immeasurable amount of energy. Releasing such a vast, incalculable amount of energy in such a short time put even the Teleportation Hall's Dimensional Bifrost under considerable strain at full power. It was no different from compressing an entire universe and transmitting it over in a short span of time.
During that time, they also had to maintain the spatial stability of the Teleportation Hall to prevent leaking energy from affecting Silent City. The preparations and responses required were even more numerous. The gathered Dwarven Master Craftsmen had been preparing for this moment for a long time.
Doctor Strange, who had returned home from his business trip, rarely allowed himself to relax in his own Sanctum. The journey had been full of twists and turns, yet he kept feeling as though he had forgotten something. It troubled him somewhat.
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