"Dormammu mentioned me too? Wasn't he always talking only about you?"
Leon smiled. "Strange from almost every universe has to negotiate with him at least once."
"That's true, but many negotiations succeeded, and many failed as well." Strange smiled.
"Actually... there's something I'd like to discuss with you."
After the pleasantries, Doctor Strange got to the point.
"Not long ago, Clea and I went to the Dark Dimension to resolve the Collision Crisis."
He spoke slowly. "Although we happened to encounter Hell lords and other demon gods invading the Dark Dimension..."
"They didn't have much of an impact on me."
"But as you can see, I failed."
"Because... it wasn't one universe undergoing a collision, but many—perhaps even countless ones!"
"Countless?" Leon's gaze sharpened slightly.
"This is only my guess, because I stopped the collisions in some universes, yet the outcome still didn't change."
"Other universes may continue crashing into our world one after another."
"So, I hope..." Strange paused slightly.
He pressed his lips together, seeming somewhat unable to say it.
Doctor Strange was an extremely proud man with strong self-respect.
Getting him to sincerely ask someone else for help was incredibly difficult.
But after struggling internally again and again...
He still gritted his teeth and said, "I hope to receive your help, Leon."
His emerald eyes trembled slightly as he looked at Leon.
"I was once a Sorcerer Supreme too, and I was also the Ancient One's disciple. We are both protecting the Earth Dimension."
"So, could you please... help us when the next collision occurs...?"
After saying that, Doctor Strange's breathing became constrained.
Even the hands clasped behind his back were trembling.
Those words truly had not been easy for him.
In the past, he would never have been able to say them.
But he had experienced