Therefore, the rescue work could only rely on Kamar-Taj.
Ren sighed to himself.
He casually sliced his hand in mid-air, and a glowing golden portal formed instantly.
Stepping through the portal.
Ren did not enter real-world Sokovia directly, arriving first in the Mirror Dimension that the Masters had prepared in advance.
A large number of battle sorcerers were already locked in a desperate battle with the robots here.
To minimize civilian casualties in the real world, the sorcerers fought desperately to drag the robots into the Mirror Dimension.
However, the battle situation was far from optimistic.
Ultron, that crazy supercomputer, had actually digitized the stolen magic and perfectly loaded it onto the robots.
The offensive magic that the sorcerers usually took pride in hit the robots like a gentle scratch, completely unable to shatter that layer of crimson-gold energy barrier on the opposing side.
"Damn it! Why are these pieces of tin so tough?"
"What is going on? How is the magic they are using exactly like ours!"
"There are too many of them, and their firepower is too fierce!"
"We can't hold on, someone give us a hand!"
Cries of agony echoed across the battlefield.
Every sorcerer was sweating profusely and wearing a bitter expression, suppressed by the robot army and forced into a rapid retreat.
Ren hovered in mid-air, scanning the battlefield with a tightly furrowed brow.
Ultron was indeed an unadulterated freak.
It had actually used purely technological means to forcefully simulate the frequencies of the Rings of Raggadorr and Magic Chains.
Such a counter-intuitive operation was something humans could never achieve, save for an artificial intelligence.
"Ding!"
"[Vishanti's Power Sword] has keenly captured the surrounding environment, which is filled with inferior pirated magic!"
"[Vishanti's Power Sword], as the most orthodox sacred magic, has decided to personally