第22章 开启一级戒备,古一庆幸林度留在卡玛泰姬

Having just ended that heart-stopping emergency call with Black Widow Natasha Romanoff.

The news struck like a bolt from the blue—Dormammu's terrifying gaze was fixed firmly on Earth.

"Activate Level One Alert across the board!" Nick Fury's voice landed like solid rock, calm and resolute, instantly filling every inch of the control room.

The agents moved at once. Keyboard clatter became as dense as rain, while tension quietly spread through the air.

"Hill, I need you to assemble our best special operations teams immediately. Make every preparation for a possible alien invasion." Nick issued an unquestionable order to his deputy, Maria Hill, at his side.

"Yes, Director." Maria Hill reacted swiftly, her words brimming with unwavering determination as she immediately set to work.

"Coulson, contact Doctor Strange. We urgently need his expertise in the field of magic." Nick continued deploying resources at a rapid pace.

"Attempting to contact him, Director, but we haven't received a response yet."

Coulson's voice came through the communicator, carrying a faint edge of anxiety.

A nearly imperceptible bitter smile crossed Nick's lips, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

"Then keep trying until we get a response."

"Dormammu is no ordinary enemy. We need every force we can use."

After dealing with Black Widow, Lin Du hurried back to the Great Library of Power without stopping.

He thought he needed to fully absorb the magical essence here before that giant, Dormammu, made his appearance.

His clash with the Sorcerer Supreme Ancient One had not merely ended in a clean, decisive victory.

He had won in unprecedented fashion, becoming famous in a single battle. From then on, who in Kamar-Taj would dare show Lin Du disrespect?

When Ancient One saw Lin Du heading back to the library, she was overjoyed. After being defeated by him and hearing that Dormammu was about to attack, she had thought he would simply leave.

Once she learned that Lin Du intended to stay, she immediately had Mordo send him back to the library.

Thus, Lin Du stood amid this ocean of knowledge, leafing through one yellowed tome of magic after another as he silently mapped out his next cultivation plan.

He could now combine several spells, but if he wanted to deal with a Dark Dimension overlord like Dormammu, he had to completely master magic before he could get close enough to absorb Dormammu's power.

He lightly touched the ancient spines. The runes on the covers sensed their master's intent and instantly sprang to life, flooding into the depths of his mind...

Lin Du immersed himself in the magic surging through his body, slowly closing his eyes and taking a deep breath.

Deep within his consciousness, magical symbols and formulas seemed to come alive, leaping and spinning as they wove brilliant images.

Link the mysteries of dimensional teleportation and the Portal. he silently recited.

One of these spells was the power of dimensional traversal controlled by Dormammu, while the other was the spatial gateway mastered by Ancient One.

At this moment, he yearned to discover what unprecedented sparks would emerge when orthodox magic and dark magic intertwined.

Lin Du focused his mind and gathered his energy, carefully tracing every rune and every incantation across the canvas of his mind.

He tried to fuse these two fundamentally different powers, like forcing two parallel universes to shake hands and make peace. The difficulty was obvious.

Light and darkness, order and chaos, clashed fiercely within his thoughts like incompatible forces of water and fire, colliding without end.

Seeking that subtle state of harmony.

Lin Du's mind seemed pierced by endless flashes of lightning and sparks. It was painful, yet exhilarating, and time froze in that instant.

He stood within a vast void, surrounded only by glittering runes and flowing magical formulas.

"Personally reconciling these two powers truly is a bold idea."

Lin Du spoke to himself, yet he had already faintly touched upon that delicate point of balance.

At the edge of that fragile balance, Lin Du found the key that opened a new world.

All chaos and conflict gradually calmed beneath his will, heralding an unprecedented magical revolution about to be born from his hands.

Dark magic and orthodox magic interwove seamlessly in his mind, giving birth to an unprecedented spell.

Dimensional Teleportation Gate.

This new magic not only contained the immense energy of dark magic, but also possessed the stability and precision of orthodox magic.

It could cross vast divides in the blink of an eye and reach dark, otherworldly realms.

But this hard-won peace did not last long.

A shrill, urgent alarm suddenly tore through the silence from the far horizon.

What was going on?

Why had the alarm sounded without warning?

Had Director Nick discovered Dormammu's existence?

Lin Du frowned deeply, and even the pulse of magic around him seemed to grow restless in response to this sudden change.

He abruptly pulled himself away from the ancient magical texts, his gaze passing over the edge of the pages toward the window.

The night should have been peaceful as always, but it was now warped beyond recognition by billowing masses of shadow.

Lin Du's heart tightened. Clearly, the great battle concerning the safety of the universe had quietly begun.

But where would Dormammu's invasion begin?

Blue Star?

The Anti–Blue Star Domain?

Or mysterious Kamar-Taj?

He immediately moved to the window, straining his eyes through the layered curtain of darkness in an attempt to catch even the faintest trace of Dormammu.

Yet the darkness was thick as ink, so profound that no one could discern the secrets hidden behind it.

"Dormammu, where exactly are you hiding?" Lin Du murmured.

Just as he was preparing to move, two figures burst into the quiet library like a sudden gale.

The newcomers were Wong and Mordo, their eyes filled with anxiety and unyielding resolve.

"Lin Du, there's no time. We have to leave now!" Wong spoke urgently, already gripping Lin Du's arm tightly. Almost at the same time, Mordo firmly took hold of Lin Du from the other side, joining Wong in escorting him out as they pulled him toward the exit.

Rather than resisting, Lin Du jokingly asked as his two friends hurried him away:

"Hey, what kind of grand production are you two putting on this time?"

Though his words carried a hint of teasing, they could not conceal his curiosity and excitement over the secret about to be revealed.

Wong could not hide his anxiety. Fine beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead, making him look especially tense.

"Lin Du, it's an emergency. The Sanctum is in danger. We must act immediately!"

Mordo calmly added from the side, "That's right. The Hong Kong Sanctum has sent an emergency call for help. Ancient One specifically named you to assist."

He was concise, but his eyes were full of trust in Lin Du and deep expectation.