The gravity disappeared, the roofs, trees and vehicles that were sucked all over the sky fell to the ground one after another. The black vortex in the sky began to close at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon disappeared completely.

The battle between the two mages on the street also stopped. Casillas and his followers soon noticed that their dark magic power was gradually pulled away, and the magic power cast into weapons gradually disappeared, and the air weapons in their hands gradually disappeared. The dark mages stopped making moves, and looked at their hands blankly, then at their companions, and found a confused expression on their companions' faces.

The mages quickly realized what was going on.

Domaum was defeated and ran away with his dark dimension.

They won.

"He really did." Strange muttered at the vortex in the sky, still feeling unbelievable.

The shadow flew out before the black vortex gathered and disappeared. The tail flame behind him slashed through the sky and flew straight towards him. The black and golden armor landed between the two sides.

"What's going on?" Strange asked. Although he had probably guessed it, he still wanted to confirm it.

"Domam was defeated," said Michael, "he has withdrawn from the earth."

"Impossible." Casillas muttered, but he was more like he was talking to himself, "Domam is the god in charge of darkness, and no one can defeat it..."

Although the minions following Casillas did not speak, their astonished expressions obviously reflected the same view as their boss. They had personally experienced how powerful the power of darkness is. In their cognition, Domaum is invincible and the ceiling of combat power. They always felt that even the supreme mage with powerful mana could not defeat Domaum in the dark dimension.

But the holes in the sky were dissipating, and the black decorations on their eyes were gradually disappearing. They could clearly feel that the mana was passing through their bodies like the flow of water that could not close the gate. All the signs were illuminating the same fact-Domam had already given up, and he was running away in shame.

Michael glanced at Casillas' camp with a squinted eyes. Casillas was stunned for a moment, then reacted. He slowly raised his hands and hugged his head, lowered his head and knelt down to show his surrender.

After seeing the boss admit defeat, the rest of his followers knelt down one after another, emulating the boss's actions, he hugged his head and knelt down.

Now their powerful dark mana has disappeared, and they no longer have the advantage in front of the mages of Kamataj. If they continue to fight, they will definitely have no chance of winning. Besides, what if their mana is still there? Although I don’t know what the specific process is, the man in front of me just flew into the dark dimension and kicked the master Domamu whom they served back to his lair.

What else can they use to waste their efforts for opponents that even gods cannot defeat?

Michael turned to Strange: "They are yours. The problem of their supreme wizards should be decided by the next supreme wizard."

He stretched out his right hand, the wrist of the arm armor opened, and the Eye of Ago Motorcycle was handed to the palm of his hand from the arm armor.

"And this is also something that belongs to the Supreme Mage," Michael said, "Be careful. This is a magic weapon with unfathomable power, but not just that. Its true body is not just a prop for the Supreme Mage, it also plays a more important role. One day, someone may come and try to snatch it from you, and as the Supreme Mage, you must protect it with your life."

Strange stared at the piece and started looking at it for a moment. At this time, the eye had been closed, and the ancient golden shell was shining with a mysterious luster.

"Maybe...it's better in your hands." Strange pushed the magic weapon back, "you can exert its true power."

Michael shook his head: "This is something that belongs to the Supreme Master. It has been passed down from generation to generation since the first mage Ago Motorbike himself. I have rejected the position of the Supreme Master a long time ago, and the heir chosen by the Ancient One master is not me, it is you, so this is something she left to you.

And don't take it lightly. Domaum suffered a loss this time, but it does not mean that he will never come back in the future. It is one thing to repel him, but he is the demon who commands the dark dimension after all, and it will not be so easy to completely eliminate it. But this is your job in the future. This time it is because you are not mature enough as the heir, and I was entrusted by the ancient master, so I helped you with cooking. But don't expect me to complete the work for you next time."

As the successor Supreme Mage, Doctor Strange actually needs the Eye of Ago Motorcycle more than Michael. The World Protection Network established by Michael with the Sky Sword is more focused on supernatural events such as superpowers or alien invasions. As for the prevention of mysterious crisis, the work of Kama Taj Temple and Supreme Mages for thousands of years, their defense system must be more perfect. For professionals to do professional things, it is more appropriate to leave the mysterious problems to these mages.

If Domaum attacks again, or something as powerful as him, then the next generation of Supreme Mage Doctor Strange is the first line of defense, and the Eye of Ago Motorcycle will be of great help to him.

Hearing this, Strange no longer shirked. He took the magic weapon and nodded: "I swear with my life, and I will swear to protect it to the death."

......

After finishing here, Michael flew back to another dilapidated street. Victor von Doom sat listlessly on a broken wall where steel bars were stabbed out, and the armor and electricity had already been seen.

Michael fell to him.

Dum raised his eyelids: "So, did you beat him?" Before he could answer, he chuckled, "Of course you did it, you can always do it."

"It's not your fault, Victor." Michael said calmly, "Domam has affected your brain, he is good at doing this."

"But I gave him a chance. I was too eager to gain strength. It was me who showed the flaw, and he caught the flaw... that's it."

Michael was silent for a moment.

"Maybe, you are right." He said slowly, "You did have a mistake, but it has something to do with your state. You were a pioneer, Victor. You were good at creating all kinds of things that others could not create, and you were good at finding ways to solve problems that others could not solve. But since you came to the Heavenly Sword... since I promised to help you, you have become...slackened."

Dum didn't say anything.

"Especially recently, you have become a little too dependent on me. You no longer continue to seek solutions to problems yourself, but put your hopes on me, hoping that I can clear all the obstacles for you."

Michael paused and suddenly turned to say, "I found a record on an ancient parchment paper with a history of 600 years. He mentioned a group of wise men who were despised by their fellow tribes for experiments that transcend the boundaries of mortals and fled to the deep mountains. Legend has it that they mastered advanced technology and profound knowledge of black magic in a temple in the mountains of Tibet, but their temples were not found through conventional means."

Dum looked up at him in confusion, not understanding the intention of his words.

"I have called satellites to scan the area and used some magic detection methods. I also took the time to go there and saw it myself. I am sure that every inch of the land in that area has been searched, but I have not found anything. I think maybe only some special means can find this place...and I haven't discovered this method yet.

But in addition to this, the records related to this place also mention a prophecy. The prophecy says that a person who loses everything is destined to find that place, learn ancient secrets, and eventually become the Lord of those monks."

Dum reacted: "You mean...wish I'll look for that place?"

"I originally wanted you to mature and then set out to find it, but considering your current situation, I think it might be the time." Michael said, "I will hand you all the information I have collected about the temple, but since then you have been completely on your own. Use your wisdom, your talent, Victor, try to solve the problem yourself again. Then, I believe you can find an answer you have been looking for."

"Okay." said Doum, "but you said you tried everything and found nothing in everything. Why do you think I can do it?"

"Because, Victor, I think... you are the one who is destined."
Chapter completed!