Los Angeles's night sky was still filled with biting winds.
A black fighter jet arrived without a sound.
Inside the jet, Batman looked at the signal-loss indicator on the radar, frowned slightly, and expanded the satellite search range.
Yet he could not find the slightest trace.
"Did he disappear again?" Batman muttered.
If Miao Mu had gone missing, he had most likely fallen into that place again, or barged into that world again.
Batman locked onto the signal's last known location and piloted the Batplane overhead, searching the area where it had vanished.
Meanwhile, on the street.
Doctor Strange sat up, clutching his bleeding forehead. Grimacing, he hurriedly looked around.
There was no sign of anyone.
"Miao... Miao Mu?!"
Doctor Strange got to his feet and wiped the blood from his forehead. The moment he tried to circulate his magical energy, it was obstructed by the aura Dormammu had left behind. It would take some time for it to dissipate.
This world really was a cursed place.
Doctor Strange stood up, even wondering whether someone had cursed him when he arrived.
He tossed the ruined leather jacket from his shoulders to the ground, and a red Cloak of Levitation and magical attire appeared.
"Where did those two... go?"
With a movement from Doctor Strange, the Cloak of Levitation carried him into the air. He swept rapidly through the surrounding area, searching for Miao Mu's trail.
From the rooftop, Batman watched the red cloak fly past. His first reaction was to check Superman's location.
A live tracking report from the Metropolis News Network regarding Superman popped up on the miniature computer he carried.
At 10:27 that night.
On Eleventh Avenue in Metropolis, Superman had stopped a multi-car collision, lifting a runaway vehicle into the air.
That ruled out one target.
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