Doctor Strange Defeats Mordo

"Strange lost."

"I knew it. There's no suspense. He can't possibly beat Senior Brother Mordo."

"He needs to study magic for at least a few more months before he can hold his own against Senior Brother Mordo..."

While they were discussing this, Mordo looked at Strange, who had fallen to the ground, and asked, "Are you alright?"

"Alright, that concludes today's battle. See you next time..."

With the battle over and seeing that Stephen Strange was indeed in good condition, Mordo couldn't help but smile with relief, and wanted to end the fight.

However, before he could finish speaking, he heard something that stunned him and surprised the apprentices watching from afar.

"No, on the contrary, the battle is not over yet; it has only just begun!"

With that, Stephen Strange stood up again and assumed a magical stance.

Seeing him like this, both the mage apprentices and Mordo felt a pang of sympathy.

"Strange, you have this stubborn streak in you?"

"You should learn to assess the situation..."

Mordo circled around Strange, putting pressure on him, while preparing to strike and teach him a lesson.

As he prepared to continue his attack, Stephen Strange naturally knew that he was no match for Mordo at the moment.

However, the reason he did this was naturally because he had the confidence to back it up.

Sensing the remaining divine power within his body, Stephen Strange was immediately shaken.

This divine power should be enough to cast one or two spells, right?

Recalling the power that Kaecilius had displayed when he cast spells, he couldn't help but feel anticipation and prepared to cast a spell that he had seen the incantation for but wasn't confident in casting.

"Is divine power really that miraculous?"

With some skepticism, Stephen Strange gave it a try.

The next second, Mordo was waiting for him to cast the spell when a look of astonishment and bewilderment appeared on his face.

The other monks watching were also stunned.

Stephen Strange then drew a circle around his body with his hands, and arms appeared one after another.

For a moment, he seemed to have transformed into the Thousand-Armed Guanyin.

As he struck his final pose, Stephen Strange split off one by one.

In no time, the square was filled with people.

Images of Ikonn! A profound spell that ordinary mages cannot cast, a clone technique where each clone is a seemingly real yet illusory entity capable of casting spells.

By using divine power to cast this magic, these entities that were originally neither real nor fake seemed to become real entities.

Upon seeing this magic, both the mage apprentice and Mordo were filled with shock.

How is that possible?

How could Stephen Strange, who has only been learning magic for less than ten days, unleash such profound magic!

Neither he nor the former genius Kaecilius could cast this magic!

Most importantly, this Images of Ikonn is somewhat different from the Ancient One, the Supreme Mage, once displayed. While they were astonished, Stephen Strange, also somewhat surprised and shocked, continued to make his move.

The next second, more than thirty of them did the same thing.

He unleashed a series of orange magical Energy Whip.

With a series of whooshing sounds, dozens of whips flew through the air, attacking Mordo simultaneously.

Mordo instinctively tried to dodge, but there were just too many whips, densely packed all over the square. Even when he reacted and jumped into the air, he was trapped for a moment.

In the blink of an eye, countless orange Energy Whip connected to his body, binding him tightly so that he couldn't move an inch.

"Mordo, you've lost," Stephen Strange laughed.

The scene fell silent at some point.

The monks and their apprentices watching from a distance began to discuss the matter in disbelief.

"Senior Brother Mordo actually lost? How is that possible?!"

"How did he do that?!"

"How long has he been learning magic? How could he possibly defeat Senior Brother Mordo?"

Their first reaction was disbelief; they couldn't believe that Stephen Strange, a newcomer who had been learning magic for less than ten days, could defeat Senior Brother Mordo! How did he do that?!

While they were still in shock and astonishment, Mordo asked in a daze, "How did you manage to unleash the Images of Ikonn?"

"When... did your strength become so great?"

The Stephen Strange he had previously defeated and the Stephen Strange of today seemed like completely different people, which he found hard to believe.

Upon hearing his question, Stephen Strange, who had just won the battle, was momentarily stunned, his expression shifting as he hesitated.

Seeing his appearance, Mordo, who was already full of suspicion and surprise, immediately had a series of thoughts running through his mind, and then a terrible guess came to him.

Sensing the energy aura emanating from Stephen Strange that was somewhat similar to that of Kaecilius, he was startled and asked incredulously, "Strange, have you sided with that unknown Dimensional Demon God?"

The monks and apprentices who had been discussing this in the distance fell silent.

After a moment of silence, Stephen Strange nodded hesitantly.

Upon seeing this, Mordo immediately became agitated, "Why?"

"Do you know how much the Supreme One and I value you? And yet you've sided with the Dimensional Demon God?"

For a moment, his eyes were filled with disappointment.

Stephen Strange said with little regret, "For power..."

He paused, then added, "I've only been a believer in that Dimensional Demon God for a day, yet I already have the power to defeat you."

Even though they already knew the answer, the magic apprentice and Mordo in the distance were still shocked when the words were spoken.

Whether it was because of Strange's actions or because they were surprised by the power of that demon god.

They then realized, a single day? Just one day, Stephen Strange could defeat Mordo? He? Although shocked by the power of that demon god, Mordo still frowned and said, "Do you know what price you'll have to pay?"

"The Dimensional Demon God won't be so kind as to lend you their power..."

Before he could finish speaking, Stephen Strange interjected, "No, I didn't pay any other price. I only needed to offer faith, and that demon god would grant me divine power."

"I paid no price except for my faith."

Upon hearing this, both the mage apprentices in the distance and Mordo, who was not far away, became stunned.

They couldn't believe that simply offering faith would grant the unknown demon god incredible divine power.

How could such a thing possibly happen?!