London Sanctum.
The situation there was equally dire.
The London Sanctum's resident sorcerers were a brother and sister, Clive and Emily.
They worked in perfect harmony and specialized in combination magic. They had once repelled many dimensional invaders.
At that moment, they stood back-to-back in the central hall of the Sanctum, surrounded by four Dark Deadpools slowly closing in.
Seven or eight young sorcerers lay dead on the ground, their blood flowing across the ancient stone slabs.
"Brother, are you afraid?" Emily's voice trembled, though she tried hard to remain calm.
"I am." Clive tightened his grip on his magical whip. "But I'm even more afraid of betraying Master The Ancient One's teachings."
"Then let's fight together!"
The siblings unleashed their strongest magic at the same time. Golden light collided explosively with the dark-red power of Deadpool!
Emily cast a binding formation, temporarily immobilizing two Deadpools.
Clive's whip wrapped around the neck of a third Deadpool. Magic erupted, twisting its head apart!
But the fourth Deadpool broke through their defenses and lunged from the side, its black blade piercing Clive through the ribs.
"No—!" Emily screamed, abandoning the formation and throwing herself toward her brother.
The two immobilized Deadpools regained their freedom and instantly pounced, pinning Emily to the ground.
Their blades rose high—
When Wong and the first group of reinforcements finally arrived on foot from Kamar-Taj, all they saw were burning ruins and corpses strewn everywhere.
The core of the London Sanctum—the Book of Cagliostro floating above the altar, containing countless ancient spells—
Had been torn to pieces and reduced to ash.
The dying embers of the core energy source flickered faintly, like fireflies on the verge of death, before going completely dark.
Hong Kong Sanctum.
Kaecilius personally oversaw this place.
The timing he had chosen was precise