Chapter 470
Knull destroyed the final node. Standing at geosynchronous orbit, he looked down at the blue planet below.
His dark crimson eyes pierced through the atmosphere, through the clouds, through the lights of cities and the darkness of the countryside, settling on a manor in northern New York State.
Morgan Manor.
He could sense Loren Morgan there.
Not through an energy signature. Loren had no energy signature.
Nor through a sense of presence. His presence was obscured by some higher power.
It was instinct!
He possessed an innate perception of the being who had erased his consciousness, one that no disguise could deceive.
He was about to step down.
Two figures appeared before him.
The first was Thor. Stormbreaker spun in his hand, blue arcs of electricity bursting from its blade in silent flashes.
His blue eyes fixed on Knull, his expression cold and his lips pressed tightly together.
His left arm was still wrapped in bandages, but he stood straight, his grip on Stormbreaker steady.
The second was Stephen Strange.
The Cloak of Levitation drifted over his shoulders as golden magical energy gathered in his hands, forming two spinning, glowing spell circles.
He looked at Knull without fear, bearing only the calm unique to a Sorcerer Supreme facing an invincible enemy.
"The Thor of Asgard, the Sorcerer Supreme of Kamar-Taj." Knull's voice was not loud, yet it reached both of them clearly.
Stormbreaker lit up in Thor's hand.
Blue arcs condensed along the axe blade into a huge spinning sphere of energy, white lightning dancing across its surface.
"So you actually know us. That's quite surprising! Since you know who we are, then you should know what to do. Leave Earth now. This is not a place for you to run wild."
Thor spoke with utter arrogance, then