As his words faded, energy in the darkness formed a vortex.
Under Kaecilius's envious gaze, vast amounts of dark energy poured into Stephen Strange's body.
At the same time, dark energy enveloped Strange from head to toe.
He offered no resistance, however, merely activating a small object the Sorcerer Supreme had given him in secret.
Kaecilius looked at Strange, his eyes filled with jealousy.
I was here first. I joined the Dark Dimension first. Why was this guy being rewarded with dimension power when he had only joined a few days ago?
Strange had already made Kaecilius's heart tremble.
Yet now, the already terrifying powerhouse seemed steeped in a hollow, desolate darkness, making him even more frightening.
No one knew whether he had become stronger.
But his aura had certainly grown more powerful.
The mere sight of him inspired involuntary dread.
"Stephen Strange." Dormammu transmitted a message to Stephen. "I have a more important task for you. Place this object in the innermost level of Hell Tower!"
"The innermost level?"
Strange had no idea what the thing was, but it certainly could not be anything good.
Out on the ocean, the military had spent a fortune setting up a temporary base on the water in just a few days.
The soldiers would have sworn that the military had never been so efficient.
General Ross of the military and Coulson, the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., stood at the forefront, meeting there.
Many others had gathered there as well.
"Director Coulson, don't you think Hell Tower's appearance is highly suspicious? It seems almost as if it's deliberately luring people inside." General Ross glanced at Nick Fury nearby, as well as the many Superhumans hidden who knew where.
"And that suspicious livestream in particular. So many people now know Hell Tower exists, and