Fragments of the Mirror Dimension, like hundreds of millions of shattered mirrors, refracted the final grotesque illusions in reality before silently annihilating.
Link stepped out from that chaotic void, completely unharmed. The tip of his foot tapped lightly against the snow-covered stone steps before the gates of Kamar-Taj, without making the slightest sound.
He raised his head, looking at the scene before him with a keen interest.
The heroes who had temporarily vanished due to the shattering of the Mirror Dimension had now reappeared in the real world. Instead of running, they had formed a fragile defense line in front of him with a tragic, moth-to-a-flame posture.
At the very front stood several of the most powerful protectors on Earth.
Wonder Woman Diana Prince had already drawn her Sword of Hephaestus, holding the shield capable of withstanding divine attacks in her left hand. Her golden divine power flowed across the surface of her body, and her gaze no longer held its previous hesitation, leaving only the resolution and battle intent of an Amazon warrior. She knew this might be the last sword she swung for this world.
Beside her stood a huge, pitch-black armor filled with mechanical aesthetics, even more ferocious and heavy than before when fighting Superman. The eyes of the armor glowed with cold white light, and every joint emitted a heart-palounding energy hum. That was Batman Bruce Wayne, wearing the ultimate weapon he had built by exhausting all his resources—the "Godkiller" armor.
Cyborg Victor Stone had fully deployed his entire body's weapon systems, the white energy cannon on his left arm flashing with dangerous light, and the Mother Box energy within him was operating at an unprecedented output. His expression was immensely complex, holding both the pain of facing a former leader and the responsibility of being