The clash of mental power, almost tangible in its intensity, blasted a passage through the storm above. The rune between Luo Xia's brows lit up, and the Ironblood light blazed.
En Sabah Nur grunted. He had actually been forced to give ground.
"Someone wearing an Ice Mask actually has stronger mental power than me?" En Sabah Nur was deeply shocked.
Every time he possessed someone, it was practically the same as devouring them completely—and that naturally included their mental power. So En Sabah Nur not only possessed telepathy, but had also gained mental power that surpassed even the Professor's.
That power was practically the pinnacle on Earth. He shouldn't have had any real opponents.
But En Sabah Nur could never have guessed that Luo Xia had also learned the sorcery of Kamar-Taj and devised an unconventional Dark Ritual.
The improved Dark Ritual centered entirely on Luo Xia. He had taken Dormammu's place as the deity, and could freely draw upon the mental power of the followers who practiced the ritual.
Others aside, The Ancient One, a Celt, had lived only a few years less than En Sabah Nur. And as the most gifted sorceress and the founder of the entire magical system, her mental power was hardly much weaker than the Professor's.
If En Sabah Nur's mental power was 100, then the Professor's was at least 98, and The Ancient One's no less than 95. The Ancient One's mental power combined with Luo Xia's far exceeded 100. What's more, after the Dark Ritual had been formally improved, Kamar-Taj had begun promoting this new form of sorcery.
The sorcerers under Kaecilius were nowhere near The Ancient One's level, but they made up for it in numbers. Together, their mental power was considerable.
All these advantages gave Luo Xia access to a