"The other side is New York in another world. Your world is connected to that world, forming an unstable Space Channel."
Andrew explained, "The Demon Kings appearing in your world actually came from the world on the other side. They invaded your world through certain special methods."
"So this disaster was brought about by the world on the other side?"
Dumbledore asked with an ugly expression. Only a short time had passed since the disaster erupted, yet over a million people had already died. Even having lived through two world wars, he found it hard to accept.
"No, it was Fate's arrangement."
Andrew shook his head. "Fate arranged for your world to connect with the world on the other side, which led to this disaster. The other world is not at fault."
"I lost my composure."
Dumbledore took a deep breath and said, "Then, stranger of great power, who are you? And what is your relationship with those helping on the battlefield?"
"It would be more convenient to look through memories directly."
Andrew smiled and lightly tapped the Light Screen. The scene within rapidly changed, shifting from an aerial view of New York to a young man surfing the internet. There was clearly something wrong with his legs, and he was sitting in a wheelchair.
Then Andrew appeared beside the young man. The young man was startled at first, then cried out in delight, "Director of S.W.O.R.D.! You're the Director of S.W.O.R.D.?"
If he had been able to stand, he might have jumped up in excitement.
"Yes, it's me."
Andrew nodded and smiled at the young man. "I need you to do me a favor. Are you willing?"
"No problem, Director of S.W.O.R.D.! I'll help with anything you ask. I'm your loyal fan. I often make posts online criticizing other