Mordo Cowers in an Instant: Ren, Save Me!

"I am the Sorcerer Supreme's personal disciple! As long as I have a breath left, none of you will cross this path!"

Mordo had no idea what the other person was talking about, the Aether. All he knew was that he absolutely could not back down.

Seeing Mordo, who was covered in wounds but fought to the death, Malekith stopped and a rare hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

"Very good. I admire your integrity."

"Even within the Dark Elves army, your bravery is worthy of praise," Malekith said coldly. "As a warrior's honor, I will use all my strength to send you to your death!"

Mordo's face was resolute, his hands desperately supporting the tattered Magic Shield, looking every bit the tragic figure preparing to die a martyr.

It was a matter of life and death.

Mordo suddenly caught a familiar Magic fluctuation in the corner of his eye.

There's only one freak on the entire planet who could cause this kind of commotion!

Take a deep breath.

Mordo instantly dropped his facade of fearlessness and screamed at the top of his lungs, "Ren! Help me!"

Perspective shift.

A few minutes ago.

While Ren was intently testing a new Magic in the Mirror Dimension, he suddenly noticed that the energy fluctuations outside were very abnormal.

As soon as they stepped out of the portal, they saw Fatty Wong being attacked by several black-armored monsters.

After casually shredding the enemy to help the king out of trouble, Ren suddenly sensed something was wrong.

A powerful enemy has invaded!

Mordo and Strange are still at the training ground; let's hope nothing unexpected happens.

Without hesitation, he opened the Portal.

As soon as they stepped out of the golden portal, a menacing black shadow flew towards them.

Ren stretched out his hands and caught Mordo steadily as he was thrown at him, asking, "Master Mordo, are you still holding on?"

Do I look like anything's wrong to you?

Mordo coughed up large amounts of blood while glaring at Ren with a resentful expression.

If he had known there was an invasion, he would never have forced Ren to go to the Library just to save face for his mentor.

This is just asking for trouble!

Seeing that Mordo still had the energy to talk back, Ren knew that the injury wasn't serious.

After setting Mordo down, Ren stepped forward to face the arrogant Malekith.

"You shouldn't have come to Kamar-Taj to cause trouble, and you certainly shouldn't have injured my mentor." Ren said expressionlessly, his tone extremely calm.

"Anyone who dares to stop me from retrieving the sacred relic shall die!" Malekith said arrogantly. "The weak have no right to live in this world!"

"You Dark Elves aren't very capable, but you've got quite the nerve," Ren said, launching into a taunt without holding back. "You were almost wiped out by Odin back then, and now you still have the nerve to come out and embarrass yourselves?"

One sentence hits the nail on the head!

Malekith instantly flew into a rage, his eyes turning bloodshot.

"Court death!"

The raging Dark Divine Power exploded with a deafening roar.

Malekith swung his heavy fist, shrouded in black mist, straight at Ren's face.

Ren didn't even dodge, casually slashing forward.

A golden Portal appeared out of thin air, completely engulfing the incoming Dark Divine Power.

"If you fight in the real world and damage the flowers and plants, the Sorcerer Supreme will get angry."

Ren said casually, turning his head and calling out, "Strange, let's stop lingering here and find a more spacious area."

Before he could finish speaking, Ren suddenly pulled him up with both hands.

Click!

The surrounding space was like fragile glass, instantly shattering into countless ice-flower-like patterns.

A powerful Spatial Law descended directly, forcibly dragging Malekith, the Dark Elves army, and the struggling Strange into the Mirror Dimension.

The moment space shattered, several unlucky alien soldiers lost their footing and were instantly torn to shreds by the violent Spatial Turbulence.

"Now that no one's bothering us, we can take our time playing."

A glint of fighting spirit flashed in Ren's eyes.

Malekith, who was forcibly pulled into the other dimension, completely went mad.

Having his genocide wounds exposed to his face, and his subordinates instantly killed, his rage had reached its zenith.

I'm going to tear you to pieces!

Malekith roared and charged.

Races with immense Divine Power disdain studying complex fighting techniques, relying solely on overwhelming strength to crush everything.

A dense, black corrosive power spread wildly with his steps, instantly corroding the hard ground into deep, pitted trenches that emitted a pungent stench.

Strange, standing at a distance, broke out in a cold sweat upon seeing this.

"Sorcerer Ren, be careful! The dark energy is extremely dangerous!" Strange shouted urgently.

He just suffered a great loss; his prized Magic Shield was instantly corroded and pierced by the black energy.

If it weren't for Mordo risking his life to save him, he wouldn't even have a bone fragment left.

Faced with the overwhelming surge of corrosive black mist.

Ren remained standing in the same spot, merely waving his hand casually.

Nebula Storm!

A raging hurricane rose from the ground, transforming into an insurmountable giant wall of wind that instantly blew away all the black poison gas on Malekith's body, leaving not a trace behind.

The turmoil has subsided.

Ren turned his head and looked at Strange in the distance with a puzzled expression.

"Strange, what were you yelling about just now?"

Strange looked at the ground ahead, which had been blown clean and was even somewhat reflective, and swallowed hard.

"No... I didn't say anything!" Strange shut his mouth, feeling utterly frustrated, cursing under his breath.

On what grounds?

I had just worked myself to the bone, using every ounce of my strength. The black aura on the armored monster opposite me was like it was glued on with superglue; it was impossible to scrape it off.

How come when it's Ren's turn, it's gone with just a gust of wind?

That kid is absolutely a monster!

Strange cursed inwardly, nearly getting hit on the head by the butt of a spear by the Dark Elves opposite him because he was distracted.

Fortunately, the recent combat training paid off, and I managed to dodge it by scrambling around.

Meanwhile, Ren has already clashed head-on with Malekith.

Malekith was furious to discover that his proud Dark Divine Power had been easily broken.

He abandoned the Magic exchange and, like a raging bull, swung his fist at Ren.

Without flinching, Ren charged forward.

Bang bang bang!

Dull, resounding sounds of flesh colliding echoed repeatedly within the Mirror Dimension.

The fight between the two was extremely brutal.

The surrounding buildings were shattered by the aftershocks of the battle.

With each step, a terrifying crater, several meters deep, would appear in the ground.

The punch was thrown, compressing the air to its limit and creating a piercing sonic boom.

The airflow was spreading wildly.

Strange was nearby, was so blown around that he could barely stand and was unable to continue fighting the grunts.

The Dark Elves on the other side were completely dumbfounded, standing there dumbfounded.

Especially the top warrior, Kurse, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"This is a ghost!"

"What makes a Sorcerers think he can compete with us in terms of pure power?!"

Kurse's mind went blank, as if he had become a stone statue. He completely forgot that he was still fighting Strange.

Strange was also not interested in fighting.

He stared blankly at the two people in front of him who were wildly fighting each other, his mind raging.

He desperately wanted to rush up to Ren, grab him by the collar, and yell, "You're a Spellcaster, you bastard!"

Why are they even more ferocious in close-quarters combat than these alien barbarians?

You didn't secretly inject yourself with the Super-Soldier Serum, did you?

Strange had personally experienced the power of the Dark Elves.

These guys are ridiculously strong; they could smash his Magic Shield to smithereens with a single punch.

He didn't even have the courage to take it head-on.

But what about now?

Ren was actually exchanging blows with the leader of the Dark Elves! They were exchanging punches and kicks, and it was a really exciting fight.

Is this something a carbon-based organism could do?

If Newton had seen this, he would have turned to death!

Strange mentally ranted, feeling his nerves being stretched to their limit once again.

Strange watched with bated breath, while Malekith, caught in the middle of it all, was utterly frustrated.

The more they fight, the worse it gets!