The sky split open. The summit of a bone-white church thousands of feet tall pointed straight at the ground, while millions of pillars and cloisters wove together into an intricate honeycomb-like exterior. A closer look revealed that the church was not built from bricks and stone, but from pure bone. Distorted human skeletons were tightly fused together, and millions of hollow skulls were embedded in the bone-white walls. Then the scenery on the ground began to race backward. Mortal eyes could catch only blurred afterimages, but from above, one could see that the way the buildings folded over one another followed captivating mathematical laws.
Amon looked up anxiously at the bone-white church in the sky. It was hidden amid clouds and mist, while countless translucent Ghosts wandered through its arches and cloisters. The Outer Dimensions were reflections of the Material Universe. Ancient Psionics observed another world through reflective surfaces such as mirrors and water, because those false reflections were refractions of the Material Universe. For that reason, the Mirror Dimension could likewise reflect another dimension. The power of another world was seeping into this one, and foul dark-purple flames ignited around Dormammu, who wore the body of the Sorcerer Supreme, as it charged toward the Emperor against the retreating world.
Orange-red sparks collided with foul dark-purple flames, erupting into a shocking shockwave. Buildings in the Mirror World collapsed with a roar, and the world the Emperor had meticulously constructed, operating according to beautiful and precise mathematical formulas, was impeded as well. Like gears without lubricant, it suddenly jammed and turned sluggishly. The shockwave spread outward from the point of impact. In the blink of an eye, a gigantic shield formed from orange-red sparks covered the sky and ground. Dormammu slammed into the rapidly spinning Shield of Seraphim, and the bone