"Strange, look over there."
The Sorcerer Supreme, Ancient One, stood at the edge of the rooftop and pointed. Strange looked in the direction he was pointed, his pupils shrinking slightly in surprise.
Five hundred meters away, a gold-red painted iron man could be seen flying up from the ground, one hand flashing with electric light to keep it from falling, while the other hand kept firing laser cannons at the street below.
Carpet bombings broke out one after another, and a female alien holding a black spear rushed out from the blast. She kicked the outer wall of the building, her body light and flexible. She quickly dodged the bombardment and threw the spear with her backhand, almost killing the iron man in the air.
Looking at the fierce life-and-death fight, Strange opened his mouth wide and asked in doubt: "That is... Iron Man? Who is the other one?"
Because Kamar-Taj is isolated from the outside world, the inner mages focus on cultivation, so except for the mages guarding the Cauldron of All Things, few mages pay attention to what is happening in the outside world in a timely manner.
Master Ancient One said calmly, "Half an hour ago. Similar to what happened in New York last time, a hole appeared in the sky above London. Celestial bodies from many worlds gathered together, and aliens from other worlds came to Earth."
"So that's how it is."
Strange nodded and stroked his chin, with new doubts in his mind, "Then why are they in the mirror dimension? Did you pull them in?"
Master Ancient One remained silent and did not respond.
As Strange was wondering, he felt that the entire building... no, the entire city of London in the mirror world was shaking due to an earthquake.
"what is that?"
Strange quickly looked towards the source of the earthquake, which was six hundred meters away. The buildings there were like chess pieces being manipulated by an invisible hand, and the central city of London was the chessboard that was being changed at will.
The skyscrapers fell down like dominoes, following a certain pattern. Then they kept fitting together and turning over on the ground like a meat grinder.
“Damn it!”
General Deathly Blade gripped the sickle tightly in both hands and twisted his body rapidly, forming a small tornado that broke through the inner wall of the building at the bottom, raising countless waves of rubble and dust.
But before General Deathly Blade could find Kyle's location on the high ground, another building came crushing towards him like a bulldozer, making General Deathly Blade so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood, as his strength was useless and he kept hitting the cotton ball.
Hundreds of meters in the air.
Kyle stood on a floating platform decorated with seals, looking down coldly, his hands moving up and down and left and right non-stop, manipulating and changing the architectural space layout of London's central city.
The buildings are chess pieces, and the whole world is the chessboard.
It has to be said that the mage's long-range combat style is inexplicably exciting, and it feels like a new world has been opened for Kyle, who is good at close combat.
"Is anyone coming in?"
While Kyle was manipulating the mirror space to fight against General Corvus Glaive, he glanced to the side as if he had noticed something. His eyes swept across a distance of hundreds of meters and fell on Ancient One and Strange who were standing on the roof of a building in the distance.
"You didn't join the battle yourself, but instead brought newcomers here to watch the show... Strange, it's too early to want to fight."
Kyle shook his head and looked away indifferently.
"That's Mr. Kyle, that's Mr. Kyle, right?"
Strange looked at Ancient One, and after Ancient One nodded, he said thoughtfully: "Mr. Kyle actually knows the spells of our Kamar-Taj. No wonder he asked such a strange question last time in the hospital. But why haven't I heard Mordo and the others mention Mr. Kyle? Is he my predecessor? Senior brother or uncle?"
"No. Strange, you are wrong."
The Ancient One looked at Kyle's figure in the distance, shook his head slightly and said, "General Kyle, he has never entered Kamar-Taj, and I have never taught him magic."
Strange opened his mouth in surprise, "Then why does he know magic and is so skilled at it?"
"Speaking of this, we have to go back seventy years."
Master Ancient One had a calm face, and he reminisced as he spoke: "At that time, Mr. Kyle was a young major general who was in the limelight. You had a senior brother who was guarding the New York Temple. He wanted to test General Kyle's ability, so he pulled him into the mirror space alone."
"And then?" Strange asked curiously.
Master Ancient One said, "Half an hour later, General Kyle took the ring from your brother, opened the portal to the mirror space, and returned to the real world. Before that, General Kyle didn't know that there were guardian mages on Earth."
"real or fake?!"
Strange was shocked. You know, he barely opened the portal, and it took him a whole week, which was already considered a good talent in Kamar-Taj.
And it only took Mr. Kyle half an hour from entering the door to using the portal and freely entering and exiting the mirror space
Who believes it
"Maybe it won't take half an hour. After all, your brother had a fight with General Kyle."
When the Ancient One said this, he couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart, "Strange, you and I have to believe that there are really top geniuses in the world. Not only are they born knowing, but they may understand the mysteries and rules just by taking a look at them."
"I have spent hundreds of years practicing and practicing to reach the level of manipulating mirror space, but I am not much better than General Kyle right now."
A hint of admiration emerged on Ancient One's normally calm face. Perhaps the only person in the world whom she could sincerely admire was Kyle.
“That’s the talent of a top talent.”
Strange smiled bitterly and clenched his fists tightly. The only remaining trace of his self-pride was shattered. He felt that he, who used to think of himself as a genius, was no different from the Joker.
"I still have questions."
Strange took a deep breath and said, "Master Ancient One, since Mr. Kyle is so talented, why not bring him into Kamar-Taj. If he is the guardian, he will definitely be able to..."
Before Strange could finish his words, the Ancient One interrupted him, "Impossible. General Kyle has no chance of joining Kamar-Taj, and he would not join even if I invited him."
"Master Ancient One."
Strange looked at the Ancient One and said bluntly, "Are you afraid? After hundreds of years, the only person who is beyond your cognition has finally appeared. When faced with things that cannot be controlled and understood, people often choose to escape."
Master Ancient One trembled slightly, his eyes rippled, and he didn't say anything else.
Chapter 496: Kyle as the Target
Inside the London mirror space.
Faced with Strange's questioning words, Master Ancient One did not respond immediately.
Her clean, fair face was as calm as ever. Facing the aftermath of the strong wind blowing towards her, she quietly stared at Kyle, who was standing on a suspended platform five hundred meters away and seemed to be in control of everything.
Ancient One sighed silently in his heart. Although he had survived and cultivated for hundreds of years, and had glimpsed a small part of the mysteries of the universe and nature, and had founded the transcendent Kamar-Taj, the worries and concerns as the guardian of the earth had always lingered in his heart like endless rain.
She was tired and exhausted.
We clearly know that the safety of the Earth cannot be ensured according to the rules and common sense. For example, potential enemies like Dormammu are beyond common sense and cognition.
But when he saw Kyle suddenly appearing during World War II, the Ancient One did not feel the burden on his shoulders lightened, but instead his concerns deepened. So he had been observing Kyle in secret, but had not had any in-depth contact with him.
Perhaps, what Strange said was right.
She had always been afraid of Kyle, and she had never stopped being afraid of him since World War II. Every moment, every second, she wanted to get back at him, but the man kept going further and further away, until even catching up with him became a luxury.