"What are you looking at? Want to have a go too?"
Miao Mu shook the hammer in his hand. The Nth Metal on it made Doctor Strange's brow furrow slightly.
He could sense how much this thing restrained mages. While it was not completely immune to magic—
The weapon's shape alone was already full of destructive power. A hammer shaped like a pickaxe was made for opening cans.
If medieval knight plate armor took a hit like that, the armor might not have a problem, but the person inside would definitely be finished.
What made mages powerful was their vast stores of knowledge, their clever minds, and their mastery of magic.
As for their bodies... there probably were not many mages who could withstand having a boulder smashed on their chests.
"No, but..." Doctor Strange did not know how to put it. Miao Mu had acted far too quickly.
He had only just come down from the rooftop, and the fight here was already over.
"I think that's about as much trouble as those guys can cause. Is there any way to find them, or make them come to us, so we don't waste time?"
Miao Mu spun the hammer in his hand twice before stuffing it back into the silver briefcase. The outside of the briefcase was plated with Vibranium.
It could be called an inferior version of Captain America's shield.
The scythe was foldable and fit perfectly inside his sleeve. It had been modified from a token brought back from the Nazi World last time.
A hammer, a scythe, and an extendable iron chain—the metal composition inside was extremely mixed.
Yet it was also unusually sturdy. Nygma had taken it apart with alchemy and technological instruments, then rebuilt it.
If it had not been so difficult to dismantle,