Chapter 317

The two exchanged glances, their eyes instinctively flickering between Maurice and Kaecilius. (The name before was wrong, it was Maurice, well, I think.)

These two are maniacs!

Brainwashed maniacs by their faith!

Wong and Stephen Strange were utterly convinced of this.

In the distance, Maurice froze, stunned by Kaecilius' words.

After carefully observing him, Maurice formed a guess in his mind.

"Have you also put your faith in a dimensional demon god?"

"Who is it?"

Maurice murmured, "I see. No wonder someone like you, who has always feared death, was never drawn to Lord Dormammu. You've pledged allegiance to an unknown dimensional god instead!"

Finishing his words, he stared at Kaecilius, his face curling into a cold smirk.

"Very well, I'll soon prove to you that your choice was a mistake!"

"Only the great Lord Dormammu is the ultimate, invincible existence. Only he can grant us eternal life!"

"With the power Lord Dormammu bestows, you are no match for me!"

As he spoke, two translucent spikes materialized in Maurice's hands.

It was clear he intended to attack this heretic, Kaecilius, with deadly intent.

Watching from the sidelines, Wong and Stephen Strange were alarmed.

Gazing at the two adversaries poised for confrontation, Strange whispered, "Wong, who do you think will win?"

Wong pondered for a moment before replying gravely, "Dormammu is renowned for his strength, and the dark power he grants is equally formidable. While it corrupts, its might is undeniable. As for the entity Kaecilius worships..."

Trailing off, Wong turned his attention to Maurice in the distance.

"Kaecilius is no match for him. When it looks like Kaecilius is losing, we'll step in and join forces to defeat that guy."

Strange thought it over and nodded in agreement. Wong's analysis made sense.

Not long ago, Kaecilius had sought him out, and even then, Strange had found him rather unremarkable, far from intimidating.

Compared to Maurice, who had already demonstrated the immense power granted by the master of the Dark Dimension, Kaecilius seemed almost insignificant.

For now, their plan was to wait for the two to clash. When Kaecilius began to falter, they would intervene and strike Maurice unexpectedly.

While they contemplated, the standoff continued. Maurice, growing impatient with Kaecilius' composure, made the first move.

With a swish, the two translucent spikes in Maurice's hands hurtled toward Kaecilius with a sharp whistle.

At this moment, everyone present—Wong, Strange, and even Maurice's allies—focused intently on the scene.

To their surprise, Kaecilius responded with a similar magical weapon in his hand.

Clang! Clang!

The incoming spikes were deflected and sent flying.

The sight left Wong, Strange, and even Maurice visibly stunned.

"Interesting. Let's see what you'll do next..."

Maurice sneered, casually waving his hand. Suddenly, the entire palace began to distort.

The space twisted and shifted…

Tiles and structures morphed like building blocks, rearranging themselves arbitrarily. The ground and ceiling flipped, creating an almost surreal inversion.

Though Wong and Strange had seen such phenomena before, they couldn't help but be amazed.

Reacting quickly, they used yellow magical whips to secure their positions, preventing themselves from falling.

To manipulate reality itself so easily? Just how much power does Maurice wield? How much has Dormammu granted him?

As their nerves tightened and they prepared to act if Kaecilius faltered, they suddenly heard mocking laughter from Maurice's allies.

Kaecilius raised his hand.

And then, an astonishing sight unfolded!

The warped, shifting architecture suddenly froze in place, as if someone had pressed a pause button.

Wong and Strange were dumbfounded.

"What's happening?" Strange blurted out in disbelief.

"What did you do?" Maurice asked, visibly shaken.

At that moment, Kaecilius, who had been suppressing his aura, finally released it.

The sheer magnitude of the divine power within him, restrained until now, surged outward. His mortal frame, like an overfilled balloon struggling to contain the sun's radiance, could no longer conceal it.

The overwhelming energy radiated outward, pressing down on everyone present.

Facing Kaecilius now felt like standing before a superior being of a higher order. Everyone felt suffocated.

"Playing with spatial manipulation in front of me? Maurice, you're not skilled enough."

"Have you forgotten who was the most talented at Kamar-Taj?"

Kaecilius' tone was calm, yet his words carried a crushing weight, amplified by the immense energy he exuded.

Hearing this, Strange hesitated for a moment, prompting Wong to explain, "Strange, before you arrived, Kaecilius was unanimously regarded as the most gifted mage among us. Even Mordo couldn't compare."

Wong himself always considered himself a hardworking mage, overshadowed by the likes of Kaecilius, Mordo, and even Strange.

Strange nodded in understanding but remained perplexed.

"Am I sensing this wrong?"

Feeling the aura radiating from Kaecilius, Strange's heart trembled.

On the other side, Maurice, who was also aware of Kaecilius' talent, refused to believe what he was witnessing.

"It's impossible. Even if your magical skills surpass mine, the dark power granted by Lord Dormammu is beyond your reach!"

No matter how adept Kaecilius might be, overwhelming energy would ultimately render skill irrelevant. Yet, Kaecilius had nullified Maurice's magic, suppressed his abilities, and even seized control of the distorted space.

How could this be possible?

Maurice's disbelief grew.

Deep down, however, he began to suspect the truth, though he refused to accept it.

"The energy emanating from you… Is that divine power?" Maurice asked abruptly.

From afar, Strange's doubts only deepened.

"Is it truly divine power?"

"A mortal body… how could it endure such terrifying energy?"

(End of Chapter)

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