Wang Yang frowned, then gathered a powerful surge of magic in his palm. A sword appeared in his hand.
It was the Vishanti Holy Sword!
Hum!
Violent vibrations rippled through the air.
Although he had been somewhat suppressed after entering the Main Universe, the magic he cast was still powerful.
Even the air shook with terrifying force.
Only then did Mordo sense something was wrong. The hairs on his back stood on end as a sense of danger welled up within him.
He reacted extremely quickly. Without a second thought, several Magic Shields had already formed around his body.
These shields were blood-red and gave off strange patterns, looking anything but ordinary.
Just after Mordo formed his Magic Shields, Wang Yang swung the powerful Vishanti Holy Sword in his hand straight at him.
Without a sound, the blood-red shields around Mordo were cleaved open.
Before that powerful platinum-white holy sword of magic.
Those so-called shields were as flimsy as paper.
In just an instant, they were torn apart.
"What kind of power is this?!"
At the sight, Mordo only had time to cry out in shock.
Then that powerful force slashed him straight to the ground.
Boom!
A huge cloud of dust rose from the ground as Mordo was driven straight underground.
"Is Mordo dead?"
Strange saw Wang Yang strike suddenly, moving incredibly fast.
The next moment, Wang Yang knocked Mordo out of the sky, and Strange could not help asking in astonishment.
"Dead? You underestimate him! How could an attack like that kill Mordo?"
Wang Yang shook his head as he spoke.
Strange was indeed far more talented than Mordo.
But something like black magic could not be judged by common sense at all.
And this was the black magic of the Main Universe. Besides Chthon, its sources apparently