Strange Questioned His Entire Life!

Forcibly seizing someone else's space access?

What kind of incredible feat is this?

This doesn't conform to the basic rules of Magic at all!

Mordo roared inwardly, feeling like all his Magic knowledge accumulated over most of his life had been wasted.

But he forced himself to stay calm and managed to force a composed smile onto his face.

"Ahem... Of course I can't control it. I just granted Ren access to it to demonstrate for you."

Mordo spouted nonsense with a straight face, "Don't learn this nonsense, this kind of high-level access sharing is extremely dangerous."

As Ren maneuvered the building through the air, a slight smile appeared on his lips upon hearing Mordo's explanation.

Just as the three of them were getting into their work...

Outside the Mirror Dimension, in the training grounds of Kamar-Taj.

The Ancient One, dressed in a plain white robe, walked slowly towards them.

She planned to check on Strange's progress on the way.

As soon as she stepped into the training ground, Ancient One paused in her tracks.

To outsiders, the empty space appeared to be devoid of anything, but Ancient One clearly sensed the intense fluctuations in the Spatial Law.

"That's interesting."

Ancient One narrowed his eyes slightly.

The vast Psychic Power instantly pierced through the spatial barrier.

"Multiple folds, permission overriding, forced assimilation of Psychic Power ..." Ancient One murmured softly, a rare look of shock appearing in her eyes.

This abnormal control over the Spatial Law is something even the most senior Master under her command cannot achieve.

They had even begun to vaguely grasp the threshold of her status as Sorcerer Supreme.

"Mordo doesn't have the ability, Strange is still a fledgling." The Ancient One shook her head. "It can only be that freak Ren."

Ancient One was filled with mixed emotions.

She cultivated for hundreds of years to reach her current level.

Has Ren only been here a few days?

This affinity for the rules of the Universe is simply outrageous.

"Perhaps this kid is actually the reincarnation of some ancient powerful being."

Ancient One collected his thoughts and casually waved his right hand.

The Mirror Barrier, which was said to be impenetrable to anyone except the Spellcaster, was as fragile as a paper window in front of the Sorcerer Supreme.

A crack opened silently.

Ancient One saw the bizarre scene inside, which was frantically spinning, and nodded in satisfaction.

The crack then closed.

Ancient One waved his folding fan, turned around, and drifted away.

From beginning to end, the three people inside the Mirror Dimension were completely unaware.

"Bite!"

"The host's Multiple Mirror Dimensions are slightly disturbed by the Spatial Law in the outside world."

"The skill was stimulated and began to frantically devour the wandering Spatial Turbulence!"

"[Multiple Mirror Dimensions] have advanced two levels, breaking through to level 7!"

Ren, who was manipulating the stone in mid-air, paused for a moment.

What's going on?

How come this skill leveled up on its own without killing any monsters or reading any skill books?

Does this mean you can gain experience by just messing around in the space?

Unable to understand the situation, Ren simply stopped thinking about it and continued to manipulate the flying stones, demonstrating to Strange what true spatial Magic was.

Mordo stood to the side, smiling as he explained, "Strange, do you understand? Space folding is just the basics."

"Initially, our predecessors only used it to monitor enemies. It wasn't until the Sorcerer Supreme modified it that it truly became a killing field. Trapping enemies, strangling them, and dominating from home ground—it's capable of anything."

Strange nodded blankly.

"Now that the theory is explained, try it yourself." Mordo turned and gestured. "Ren has already granted you access. Doing some minor tricks in the existing space is a hundred times easier than creating it from scratch."

"Yes, Master Mordo." Strange took a deep breath.

He raised his hands, mimicking Ren's posture, and desperately mobilized his Psychic Power.

The goal was humble, merely a blue stone paving stone at my feet.

A minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

Strange's forehead veins bulged, and he was sweating profusely.

But the stone bricks on the ground remained as stable as Mount Tai, without even a speck of dust being stirred up.

"Huff... Damn it!" Strange slumped to his sides, panting heavily. "Mordo Sorcerers, can a person really shake the entire space? Why do I feel like I'm facing an iron mountain, completely helpless?"

He turned to look at the giant clock tower frantically rebuilding in the sky, his face filled with despair.

"The gap is simply outrageous."

Mordo's lips twitched, forcing out an awkward smile.

Nonsense!

How could an ordinary Sorcerers compare to Ren!

Mordo roared inwardly.

When Ren casually twisted dozens of buildings into pretzels, his own eyeballs nearly popped out of his head!

Keep in mind that even the traitor Kaecilius, who was once hailed as having the greatest talent, could only flip the ground and walls at most. To twist the entire world like Tesseract —only the Sorcerer Supreme could do that in the past, across the entire planet!

Ren's spatial abilities have completely surpassed the realm of normal humans.

Mordo was suffering in his heart, but he couldn't say it.

To preserve his mentor's dignity, he could only feign composure.

"Strange, don't be discouraged," Mordo said kindly. "Magic training takes time and consistent effort. It's normal for beginners not to make any big splashes. Take it one step at a time."

"That's right. This move is actually quite easy," Ren replied with a smile. "Practice more, and you'll be as proficient as me sooner or later."

The words had barely left his mouth.

The entire city behind Ren suddenly rose from the ground.

Countless Skyscraper, like giant steel dragons, intertwine and weave through the air, roaring and tumbling.

The scene was utterly devastating.

Strange looked at the city lights swirling in the air, then looked down at the unmoving paving stones beneath his feet.

His throat was dry, and only one thought crossed his mind: I don't believe you for a second!

That's fucking easy!

We've all learned the same skill, so why is it that you can destroy the world while I can't even lift a piece of land?

Strange felt as if his decades of pride were being ground into the ground and repeatedly rubbed into the ground.

He was like a wronged child, and even began to doubt whether he was suited to learn Magic.

Seeing Strange's ashen face, Ren's smile deepened.

"Don't be discouraged. I'll slow down and demonstrate the finer points to you again."

Boom!

The space trembled violently once again.

This time, it wasn't a dramatic reversal.

The giant rock floating in mid-air began to split, turning into countless tiny parts that meshed and rotated like the gears of a fine clock.

Every fluctuation of Psychic Power was clearly visible.

This level of micro-management is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

But Ren seemed completely relaxed, not even moving a finger.

Of course, it's easy.

Independent consciousness has long existed within the [Multiple Mirror Dimensions].

All Ren needs to do is give a command in his mind, and the skill can work automatically on its own. It even knows how to break down the steps to teach newbies.

Strange will never understand the joy of being a cheater.