As the master of the dark space, Dom 'Mu wasn't a casual "god."
But when faced with someone like the Paragon Mage, who didn't seem human at all, she finally gave in.
If she continued to play with Strange, who was completely shameless, both sides would definitely end up in trouble.
Strange would definitely die, and Dom 'Mu might not have it easy either.
She could tolerate stepping on stinky dog sh * t, but it really wasn't worth it to be hit by a car after stepping on it.
Dom 'Mu made a concession. She would leave Earth and take away all the believers here so that they wouldn't continue to cause trouble.
Whether she would come back to Earth in the future was another matter.
At the very least, she wouldn't come until she thought of a way to deal with Agomotor.
Luke, who had been watching coldly from the sidelines, understood that the final exam was over.
Strange's method seemed ridiculous and comical, but it was actually tragic.
Did Dom 'Mu have anything to lose? No.
For an existence like this that had almost no concept of lifespan and was one with the world, waiting for a few hundred years was like taking a nap for an ordinary person.
It had memorized Earth's location. As long as Strange died, the next successor might not be as difficult to deal with.
Not everyone could die thousands of times and still have the courage to shamelessly negotiate with her.
Strange didn't lack brains, strength, skill, or courage, which was why he had found a chance of survival.
Luke? Dom 'Mu, who was about to go crazy from being harassed, had completely forgotten about this minor character who had been turning on the "invisible" halo the whole time.
…
They came out of the dark world and returned to Hong Kong, which was still on Earth.
The ponytail's body and his two lackeys turned into three bodies that were a mix of black, blue, and purple as they flew into the dark world and disappeared without a trace.
Strange's chest glowed green, and the green rune in his hand spun as he completed the final rewind procedure.
The Hong Kong Cathedral was restored, and the world began to move forward again.
Strange exhaled. "It's finally over."
Fatty Wang and the unlucky Mage looked at each other. That was it? That was Dom 'Mu, whom even Ancient One was wary of!
But Luke didn't think so.
He wasn't familiar with Ancient One, and didn't have an established impression of him. He could only analyze this bald female tycoon from their two encounters.
Thus, he didn't think that Strange's victory was "outrageous."
It would be strange if a disciple that Ancient One valued didn't have this strength.
He simply threw a smartphone to Strange. "This is the contact information of the Almighty Merchant. You may need some of his products."
Strange caught the phone with mixed feelings. If he had this earlier, would he still be a Mage?
Now that Mammu had remembered him, it would be difficult for him to retreat.
Luke didn't want to have too much contact with Strange.
It wasn't a good thing for such a person to know too much.
It was possible that one day, Strange would give Luke one of his karmic fingers and tell him to hurry up and deliver himself.
He simply said, "Please open the door to New York, thank you."
Strange nodded. He pointed with one hand and drew a circle with the other. A sparkling portal appeared.
"Goodbye." Luke walked in.
The teleportation portal disappeared, but the people on the streets of Hong Kong turned a blind eye to it. They continued their activities according to the plan.
They wouldn't know that he had already died once tonight and almost died a second time.
Sometimes, not knowing was also a kind of happiness.
Strange subconsciously played with his phone until Fatty Wang reminded him, "Let's go back to the Holy Temple first. There are too many people here."
Strange hummed in response and put his phone away. Dark Knight, we'll definitely meet again in the future. There's no need to rush.
…
On the other side, Luke was busy wrapping things up.
The alarm was lifted, and his friends and family in the sky could turn around and land.
PDD would handle all the loose ends, and his clone would personally take care of the troublesome ones.
With a clear division of labor, the well-run departments took care of everything in less than a day.
Everyone had already received confirmation information afterward, and no idiot would run over to ask if it was a false alarm.
Those who were qualified could naturally look up the crisis represented by the alarm in the database.
Luke didn't care what those who weren't qualified thought.
His biggest gain this time was witnessing the Sorcerer Supremacy's tricks.
The three in the ponytail were just small fries who had given him some combat experience.
Mammu was Strange's opponent in his first official battle.
In the end, such an unfathomably strong enemy had been annoyed and ran away.
Although Luke didn't have a time gem, he had a spatial gem.
In the face of a strong enemy, there were many more ways to operate.
However, the Mage Supreme was a professional player, and the Eye of Agomoto was their ancestral heirloom.
No matter how highly Luke overestimated himself, he didn't think that he could compete with a Mage who had been around for who knew how many years.
But it was still possible to learn from their operations.
His other gain was the experience and credit points he had gained from participating in this globe-destroying mission.
Even if he had been very lazy this time, he was basically just a bystander.
But according to the system's calculations, Luke's contribution rate had actually reached 21%, and he had received 31.4 billion experience and credit points.
He had leveled up to level 43 and gained more than three billion experience points.
Clearly, Luke had been on the right track in secretly releasing two abilities on Strange.
Although the power was small, the contribution would be huge if it was used in the right place.
It was just like how Strange didn't kill Mammu, and instead died thousands of times, but still took up most of the contribution rate.
However, Luke would rather there be fewer such missions.
This was the "graduation exam" that Ancient One gave Strange, which was why Luke was so calm.
He trusted the cunning Ancient One, not Strange, who had just taken office.
Next time, would Strange solve the problem so 'miraculously'? Luke couldn't guarantee it.
In the face of an opponent like Mammu, failure could happen in the blink of an eye.
Once he failed, there was almost no chance of a comeback.
Pinning all his hopes on Strange's ability was no different from gambling.
In the end, people had to rely on themselves.
For example, Luke had earned his final reward with his fists.
He had defeated the ponytail named Casillas and obtained a list of the other party's energy.
The knowledge about summoning Mammu could only be used as a reserve of knowledge to prevent it.
In fact, Casillas was one of the most outstanding Mages in Kamar-Taj.
If he had to compare them, he was only inferior to Strange.
At Fatty Wang's level and the unlucky Mage's level, they would only be abused by Casillas.
It could also be said that Casillas was second only to the Mage Supreme in Kamar-Taj.
Luke wouldn't learn the spells he had, but he could use them as a reference.
The knowledge he had was a true treasure trove.
With this, Luke wouldn't have to think about fighting Strange for a long time.
Beat Strange? That would be courting death.
If Strange's luck was even a little bad, he would definitely die.
If he died, Luke might not be able to protect Earth even if he did his best.
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