Although the Dark Elves lived on another planet, Kamar-Taj had records of them.
Malekith had lived for who knew how many years. Even though he had lost to Odin, his strength was undeniable.
After all, even in defeat, he had protected his people from being completely wiped out by Odin.
And the Dark Elves accompanying Malekith this time had been the elite of the elite.
It was easy to imagine that even several more Masters of the Mystic Arts would probably have been no match for them.
Yet Wang Yang had wiped them out so easily.
Then, conversely, didn't that mean he could easily deal with Masters of the Mystic Arts?
Although none of the Masters of the Mystic Arts wanted to admit it, that seemed to be the truth.
After all, both Malekith and those elite Dark Elves were already dead.
Mordo had mixed feelings, but fortunately, Wang Yang had dealt him plenty of blows already.
So even Wang Yang dealing with the Dark Elves hardly seemed like much.
"You dealt with the Dark Elves, but what happened to this Mirror Dimension?"
Mordo pointed at everything that had happened inside the Mirror Dimension and couldn't help asking.
At that moment, the entire Mirror Dimension was shrouded in gray.
It might have been the Mirror Dimension, but it was still a reflection of reality. Since Wang Yang could destroy everything here, he could likewise destroy everything in Kamar-Taj.
Wang Yang glanced back, then shrugged with a wry smile. "I accidentally... failed to hold back!"
"Hoggoth's Hoary Hosts is a bit strong!"
Wang Yang shrugged helplessly.
After all, he had absorbed the talent of the god Hoggoth. He really couldn't control it easily, and one careless mistake had left everything in the Mirror Dimension like this.
The corner of Mordo's eye