At that moment, in Kamar-Taj.
More than a dozen Masters of the Mystic Arts, led by Mordo and Wong, cast the Crimson Bands.
They bound and restrained Chthon outright.
"Strange, Wanda, come here!"
Although they saw Chthon bound by their Crimson Bands, Mordo still showed no confidence. Instead, his expression was grave. When they had sensed Chthon's presence just now, they had already felt something terrifying.
It was fear that came from the depths of their hearts.
Nothing like this had ever happened before, which showed just how powerful Chthon was.
Wanda forcibly suppressed the agitation of the Chaos Magic within her and helped Strange up.
"Do you think the few of you can suppress me?"
Watching Strange and Wanda reach the space behind Mordo and the other Masters of the Mystic Arts, Chthon spoke slowly.
Even with so many Crimson Bands wrapped around him, he still seemed to regard them as nothing.
Moreover, his aura had not weakened at all. They now understood why they had felt that fear. Even if the Sorcerer Supreme were here, things probably would not be much better.
Boom!
Before they could think further, an incomparably terrifying power erupted from Chthon and swept outward.
The Crimson Bands wound around him burst apart in that instant.
They then turned into strange energy that spread outward.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The Masters of the Mystic Arts also seemed to suffer a tremendous force and were sent flying backward.
"Urgh!"
Several of the weaker Masters of the Mystic Arts even spat out mouthfuls of blood, their faces turning somewhat pale.
"As expected of the god of the underworld. He really is powerful!"
Mordo's expression grew grave.
He felt the power within him becoming agitated, something that had never happened before.
They had never encountered such a terrifying being,