The Collapsing Loop, the Sorcerer's Weakness!

The battle between the two Doctor Stranges grew fiercer.

One used the Form of Ikonn to conjure eight arms and form complex hand signs. The other opened a portal to the Crimson Cosmos and summoned a torrent of Cyttorak's magic.

Above Kamar-Taj, half the sky blazed with golden magic circles while the other half churned with dark red energy clouds. It looked like a Hollywood blockbuster with a top-tier effects budget.

"Hit him! Hit him harder! Yeah, pull his hair... Oh, he doesn't have any. Yank his beard!"

Link was so engrossed that he started coaching from the sidelines.

Every extra second he spent inside the Time Loop gave the Reality Stone's "virus" another chance to eat away at it.

The entire structure of the Time Loop was like a glass bottle riddled with cracks, ready to shatter.

At last, the accumulating paradoxes reached a critical point.

Hummm—

A wail that seemed to come from the birth of the universe echoed in the depths of everyone's soul.

The green dome covering Kamar-Taj popped like a soap bubble and abruptly collapsed inward.

The two Doctor Stranges brawling with each other vanished in an instant, along with the bananas strewn across the ground, the hair on Wong's head, and the pink rooftops.

Time resumed its normal flow.

"Urgh—"

The real Doctor Strange let out a muffled groan and dropped to one knee, his face white as paper.

A thin line of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

Maintaining such an enormous Time Loop while constantly fighting off Link's absurd "virus" had drained nearly all his strength.

His mind felt as though ten thousand computers were formatting it at once. Every nerve throbbed.

Across from him, Link stood completely unharmed. Not even a crease in his clothes had changed.

He even