American Comics: BOSS Invasion

The battlefield was chaotic, but the impact wasn't widespread.

Everyone was throwing things around, smashing cars and walls, and several storefronts were destroyed by explosions.

Sparks flew between the combatants, and the hand-to-hand fighting didn't resemble the image people had of sorcerers at all.

Instead, it was like two groups of soldiers with interstellar weapons, entangled in a fierce battle, but unable to leave the block.

Kaecilius's goal was clear: kill the new Sorcerer Supreme, eliminate the Kamar-Taj faction, and welcome Dormammu's arrival.

Meanwhile, Stephen sat on the sofa in the second-floor living room, reading a book.

There was an apple on the table, large, red, and fragrant.

He held out his right hand, and some green light formed a watch-like shape on his wrist. He made a claw-like gesture with his fingers and gently twisted it clockwise.

The apple in front of him rotted and weathered, as if it had been sitting there for a long time.

Tentatively rotating it counterclockwise, time quickly reversed, and the rotten apple returned to its original state at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Just as he was about to put more effort into it, the green light on his wrist suddenly shattered and disappeared.

The apple exploded, splattering pulp everywhere.

Stephen slammed the table in frustration: "Damn it, something's still wrong!"

With green light in his right hand, he swept it across the table.

The leftover scraps quickly flowed backward, restoring into a perfect apple.

A fat man suddenly rushed in, anxiously saying, "Stephen, something bad happened! Kaecilius has brought people in. He wants to destroy the Sanctum and bring Dormammu here!"

At this time, Stephen had not yet become the true Doctor Strange.

He was just a hastily trained junior sorcerer, whose master had mysteriously disappeared after a great battle.

The attitude of his fellow disciples had changed drastically, vaguely treating him as a new reliance.

Stephen had some guesses in his heart, but he wasn't sure.

To soothe the anxiety in his heart, he chose to bury himself in books and constantly study magic.

His body directly smashed through a portal and fell into a desert area.

The female zealot pressed her advantage and rushed out, grabbing a dagger that looked like magma.

The two fought in the desert. After a few moves, they tripped and rolled down a sand dune.

"Wang!"

Stephen just called out when a dagger pierced his cheek and went into the wall.

A third of the foot-long dagger went in, and the hot tip of the knife made a crackling sound on the wooden structure.

"You should take care of yourself first!"

Kaecilius kicked out, and Stephen crossed his arms to block.

When the two came into contact, Stephen was kicked away, knocking over several collection cabinets.

Kaecilius landed steadily, reached back with his right hand, and easily pulled out the dagger.

He strode over, grabbed Stephen, and stabbed him directly in the heart.

Puff!

With a muffled sound, Kaecilius's hand sank into thick cloth, and the force dissipated.

The two were stunned at the same time, discovering it was a cloak.

Kaecilius shook off the cloak and swung his knife again, but was stopped by the cloak again.

Now the two were sure that this strange red cloak was saving Stephen.

Stephen's mind was a little dazed, but he didn't delay escaping.

When Kaecilius broke free of the cloak again, he rolled away from behind.

Kaecilius stomped his foot down, and the floor surged like a wave, directly bouncing Stephen into the stairwell.

At this moment, a red shadow flashed, and the cloak rushed down, and after a few seconds, it slowly floated up with Stephen.

Stephen's face was blank, and he didn't know what was going on.

Kaecilius's face was covered in zealot makeup, pitch black and unreadable, but in the next moment, he launched an attack.

Stephen hurriedly cast a spell to create ropes, but the cloak took him to another direction, and with a flick of its big tail, it swept a strange metal frame towards Kaecilius.

The other party subconsciously blocked, and the metal frame instantly turned into a confinement device the moment it touched his skin.

After controlling Kaecilius to make a few strange movements, he knelt straight on the ground.

He struggled desperately, but to no avail, and even the sound of his voice was muffled by the steel mask.

Stephen supported his knees, panting for a long time.

He glanced at Kaecilius, full of doubts and not knowing where to start.

Woo woo woo… …

"What do you want to say?"

Woo woo woo… …

Kaecilius's eyes were serious as he hummed incomprehensibly.

Stephen stepped forward and took off his mask.

Kaecilius said in a deep voice: "You will die… …"

Stephen rolled his eyes: "Shut up! What era is it? Still saying those lines!"

"You… …"

"Stop it!"

"It's impossible for it to stop, Stephen!"

Stephen rolled his eyes: "I don't even know what you're talking about!"

"It is the beginning, and it is the end. It is from many to few, from few to one, from one to zero," Kaecilius said seriously.

Stephen was stunned for a moment, completely not understanding.

"If you say this kind of mumbo jumbo to me again, I'll stuff your mouth!"

"Listen, as a sorcerer, you should know the rules of nature. All things have a cycle of life and death, time turns, the sun ends, and the earth will eventually perish.

This is a disaster that mankind cannot avoid. But in the dark dimension, we will not be limited by time… …"

Stephen said, "Looks like I should stuff your mouth after all!"

"We can save this world, Stephen! Our world can become a part of Dormammu, like many other worlds."

Stephen shook his head: "You have been bewitched!"

Saying that, he was about to step forward and stuff Kaecilius's mouth.

Kaecilius suddenly smiled, and Stephen was slightly stunned: "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at the fact that you lost your sling ring!"

Stephen looked down, and a transparent dagger pierced his heart. His eyes bulged, and he fell to the ground.

A zealot walked out from behind and cut off the binding device with two quick swipes. Kaecilius struggled slightly, the broken iron pipe fell, and he slowly stood up.

"It's time!"