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Kamar-Taj, the Temple.

Master Wang and Mo Du rushed over in a hurry, and only breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Master Gu Yi was safe and sound.

"Supreme Master." The two bowed respectfully.

The Ancient One sat cross-legged on the couch, one hand supporting her forehead, rubbing her throbbing temples, as if she had aged ten years in an instant.

What just happened really startled her.

That's Dormammu!

In the past, the Ancient One would have been happy to open a bottle of champagne to celebrate making Dormammu suffer.

But now, she only feels mentally exhausted.

"It seems you all know." The Ancient One lowered her hand and exhaled a long breath.

"Yes. Master, Dormammu, that old monster, has always dreamed of devouring the Earth. He finally descended today, so why did he suddenly retreat?" Mordo frowned, his face full of doubt.

He sat in his wheelchair, still thinking about the terrifying pressure he had felt in the sky.

The Ancient One glanced at him and casually said, "It was Lin Jie who sent him away."

"What?!"

Modu's eyes widened suddenly, and he almost jumped out of his wheelchair. Unfortunately, his leg was in a cast, so he could only fall heavily back onto the chair.

Master Wang also gasped.

Did Lin Jie send Dormammu away?

You've only been learning magic for a few days?!

"To be precise, it was Lin Jie who first summoned Dormammu and then sent him back." The Ancient One felt it was better to be clear.

Even she herself found it absurd to say those words.

A deathly silence fell over the main hall.

Master Wang and Modu looked at each other, their brains practically burning out.

Summon Dormammu?!

Can it be sent back?!

Is this some kind of treatment for the ruler of the Dark Dimension, treating him like a voice-controlled toy?! He comes when called, and goes when dismissed?

"Hiss..." Master Wang gasped, swallowing hard. "This kid... he's a bit wild."

Mordo's face was ashen, but he remained stubbornly defiant: "Master! I told you this kid was a menace! The fact that he can summon Dormammu means he's definitely been exposed to dark magic! If he allies with Dormammu, Earth is truly doomed!"

Mordo has always harbored great hostility toward any power beyond his control.

"An alliance?" Master Wang couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Senior Brother, use your brain, will you? Do you think Dormammu would ally with a newbie who's making a fool of him?"

Doesn't Dormammu have any pride?

He was forcibly pulled over by an apprentice, but before he could finish speaking, he was kicked back.

This feud runs deeper than the sea, and you want an alliance?

Dormammu probably wants to tear Lin Jie apart right now!

Modu was speechless, his face turning red.

"Alright, let's leave it at that. No need to panic." The Ancient One waved her hand, not wanting to dwell on the matter any longer. "This was also my miscalculation. I severely underestimated his talent."

Upon hearing this, Master Wang nodded in deep agreement: "Master, you've not only underestimated it, you've practically insulted the word 'talent.' Next time you let him test the limits of any spell, please make sure he only uses one-tenth of his power. Otherwise, I'm truly afraid he'll destroy the Earth one day."

The Ancient One did not refute, but simply made a soft "hmm" sound from her nose.

That simple "hmm" contained so much heartache and helplessness.

"Alright, all of you, leave." The Ancient One dismissed them; she needed some peace and quiet.

"Yes, Master." Master Wang bowed, turned and left, walking very quickly, as if afraid that Master Gu Yi would entrust him with the task of teaching Lin Jie again.

Modu also bowed and was about to leave.

But he looked down at his hands, which were wrapped up like a rice dumpling, and then at the wheelchair beneath him.

Master Wang had already vanished in a flash.

Modu stood frozen in place, so embarrassed he wanted to disappear into the ground.

"Um... Master..." Mo Du's face was flushed, and his voice was barely audible, "Could you... push me back to my dormitory?"

A dignified guardian priest, the senior brother of Kamar-Taj!

Today, I've actually fallen so low that I need the Venerable Master to push me in a wheelchair!

All of this is thanks to that living ancestor named Lin Jie!

Modu roared inwardly, tears welling up in his eyes.

……

at the same time.

New York, S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters.

The alarm blared throughout the building, and red lights flashed wildly.

"Level One Alert! High-energy life form detected over Kathmandu! Suspected full-scale alien invasion!"

"Notify all combat teams to board immediately!"

Inside the hall, fully armed agents moved about quickly and methodically like ants.

Nick Fury strode toward the tarmac, his one eye fixed on the radar data on the tablet.

"Hill! How's the Avengers assembly going?"

Agent Hill, who was standing beside him, quickly checked the data while reporting loudly: "Apart from Stark, who is still dealing with Killian's 'Extremis' incident and cannot leave, Captain America, Thor, and Banner are all on standby!"

"This energy is terrifying, far exceeding the Chitauri army Loki brought last time. Do you think this has anything to do with Kamar-Taj?" Nick Fury asked coldly.

"Very likely." Hill nodded. "That mysterious organization is near Kathmandu. There must be a reason why aliens of this level would choose to appear there instead of attacking New York or Washington."

"All personnel board! Proceed to Kathmandu immediately!" Nick Fury issued his final, do-or-die order.

The Quinjet's engine roared loudly as it took off.

The atmosphere inside the cabin was extremely tense.

Everyone knew that this could be an unprecedented life-or-death battle.

Just as Nick Fury clenched his fists and rehearsed countless battle plans in his mind.

Agent Hill suddenly stared at the radar screen in his hand, stunned.

"Sir..." Hill swallowed hard, his voice filled with confusion, "That... high-energy life form, it's disappeared."

"Gone?!" Nick Fury whirled around. "Did the radar malfunction?"

"No. It's completely gone, leaving not even a trace of energy fluctuation."

Nick Fury's brow furrowed into a tight knot.

"He had fighter jets circling over Kathmandu, ready to go! He must have used some kind of stealth technology! There's no way he could have just gotten away like that!" Nick Fury was convinced of his intuition.

……

Five hours later.

Hill: "Sir, the radar is still not responding. Kathmandu is calm."

Nick Fury: "Wait a little longer!"

……

Seven hours later.

Hill: "Sir, the agents are exhausted. We're also running low on fuel. Should we retreat back to New York?"

Nick Fury gritted his teeth: "Wait another half hour!"

……

Nine hours later.

Hill yawned deeply and rubbed his sore eyes. "Sir, Captain America sent a message saying Dr. Banner is already asleep in the standby room, snoring away. Should we... wait?"

Nick Fury: ...

He stared wide-eyed at the empty radar screen.

Are you kidding me?!

A massive alien monster descends upon Earth with an aura of destructive power.

It just showed up briefly, and then disappeared in less than five minutes?!

Are they treating Earth like a tourist attraction?

Are you just coming to Earth to use the restroom and then leaving?!

Nick Fury took a deep breath, feeling like a clown being played, burning with anger but with nowhere to vent it.

"Return to base!"