The Ancient One faced Mephisto and laughed kindly.
Mephisto felt utterly mocked.
"Ancient One, is a few laughs all you have for your last words?" The Ancient One and Odin had beaten Mephisto into a sorry state.
Even on the verge of death, the Ancient One was still mocking him!
Mephisto instinctively increased the energy he channeled from the Hell Dimension.
At this point in the battle, the two were blasting each other with energy face-to-face. Schemes and tricks no longer did much good.
Mephisto only dared to do this because the Eye of Agamotto was not in the Ancient One's possession.
Yet, to Mephisto's surprise, the Ancient One stopped unleashing the power of time to oppose him.
Instead, she faced the Hell Dimension's power directly.
Has the Ancient One really had enough of living? Does she want to die at my hands? But why? Before Mephisto could finish that thought...
"Impossible!" Mephisto shrieked in horror.
The Ancient One smiled kindly again.
She swept her hand back.
All the Hell Dimension energy around the Ancient One obeyed her commands, turning against Mephisto.
"Th-this..." Mephisto nearly lost his mind.
But he soon calmed down. "Ancient One, is this your scheme? What good will absorbing a little Hell Dimension energy do? Aren't you afraid of stirring up Dormammu's dark energy?"
Mephisto was not particularly worried. The Ancient One had built her power on dark energy early on, so she could not take in much energy from the Hell Dimension. Too much could upset the balance.
"Mephisto, thank you very much for your gift of hellish power. Ah, protecting Blue Star is no easy task." The Ancient One walked slowly down the corridor, each step seeming to fall in time with Mephisto's heartbeat.
Far away in the Hell Dimension, Mephisto's true body was