Chapter 545: Chapter 545: An Opportunity Too Dangerous to Swallow

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With Earth’s protective magic gone, the planet was naturally exposed to the gaze of every dimensional entity.

Living worlds were always coveted by dimensional gods.

And among them, worlds inhabited by intelligent life were naturally the most valuable.

Just as human souls were hard currency in Hell, other dimensional entities also relied on enslaving intelligent beings and turning their souls into the foundation of their power.

So the moment the Ancient One halted the planetary barrier formed through the three Sanctums, every dimensional god who noticed believed a grand feast had begun.

Whether by abducting living beings into their own dimensions for conversion, or simply harvesting their souls directly, they all hoped to act before greedy powerhouses like Dormammu or Mephisto arrived.

Even if they couldn’t monopolize Earth, they at least wanted a piece of the pie first.

Tony Stark, who had been stubbornly maintaining the Mirror Dimensions the entire time, naturally sensed the approach of the dimensional entities as well.

Any being worthy of the title "dimensional god" inherently possessed a dimensional world of its own.

Thus, the approach of a dimensional god was effectively the approach of another world toward Earth.

Though invisible and intangible, from a mathematical perspective this was merely a matter of higher-dimensional geometry.

Once those worlds drew sufficiently close, the cost of crossing between them dropped to almost nothing.

Even with nine pairs of arms and the Book of the Vishanti assisting him in creating Mirror Dimensions, Tony Stark still felt overwhelmed.

Finally, he made a ruthless decision:

He exiled the two combatants into the dimensional realm currently closest to Earth.

Hopefully, this would buy him a moment to breathe.

The act was equivalent to digging a two-way canal between two ponds drawing near one another.

It was not merely guidance—

It was a shortcut.

The dimensional god in question was overjoyed.

Just as it prepared to invade Earth through the path Tony had unintentionally provided, its attention was caught by the two tiny creatures thrown into its domain first.

Initially, it thought they were appetizers.

Then it discovered they were capable of shattering its teeth.

Having escaped Earth’s atmosphere, the Void fled at faster-than-light speeds, ripping through space recklessly.

He no longer cared about remaining in densely populated New York.

All he wanted was to escape the mistake hunting him down.

The thing pursuing him was no different.

Every punch and kick it threw now tore apart dimensions and ruptured space itself.

At this point, both had already transcended the concept of "distance."

Only the speed of cognition still held meaning.

After all, merely moving and chasing one another was enough to collapse physical reality.

The insane laughter echoing through space seemed to carry spiritual attack properties of its own. Simply hearing it made one’s skull ache.

Dimensional gods were beings born from the concept of the world is myself.

To them, the actions of the Void and his pursuer felt like sharp knives shaving flesh directly from their bodies.

Even after manifesting a physical form and attempting to suppress these two insects from Earth, the dimensional god found itself dazed after taking a left punch from the Void and a right strike from the other.

Neither of the two chasing one another even regarded it as an enemy.

In fact, the dimensional god resembled nothing more than a giant tree stump by the roadside—

large, but incapable of obstructing the tigers tearing past.

Before the dimensional god could fully react, both intruders violently ripped open its world and burst back out into Earth’s reality, continuing their battle.

Now riddled with damage, how could the dimensional god still dare approach Earth?

At this point, it was obvious Earth had become a gathering point for every dimensional entity capable of arriving.

And in the eyes of those beings, its heavily wounded self was likely an even tastier delicacy than Earth itself.

So how was it supposed to stop the others from devouring it?

Simple.

Run.

The Void itself was already an extremely high-tier existence.

It had merely exploited the karmic connection created by the golden power within the Golden Sentry Serum to slip past Earth’s magical barriers and become part of Robert Reynolds.

Naturally, these relatively weak dimensional entities were no match for him.

Perhaps completely killing one wasn’t easy—

—but tearing it into pieces and sending it crawling home to regenerate was no problem at all.

The pursuer was the same.

If the Void could effortlessly brutalize these first-wave dimensional gods, how could it possibly be weaker?

Its solar-energy arms resembled concentrated sulfuric acid. Wherever they touched, permanent damage remained.

To dimensional entities, allowing it into their world was like swallowing poison.

It weakened them.

Left untreated long enough, it could even become fatal.

The stronger dimensional gods forcibly expelled the two combatants.

The weaker ones simply waited for them to leave on their own.

After all, they weren’t the target of pursuit. The berserk thing chasing the Void had no special interest in killing dimensional gods specifically.

As for the endless laughter that rose and fell without pause—

Even dimensional gods found it deeply unsettling.

Every dimensional god that suffered believed beforehand that they would be different from the unlucky fools before them.

Thus, despite the bloody examples already on display, they still flocked toward Earth one after another.

And once they truly drew near—

they became fresh bloody examples themselves, mocked by those still waiting their turn.

Then they fled desperately with their shattered dimensional realms trailing behind them.

Ironically, the dimensional worlds possessed by these entities proved far sturdier than the Mirror Dimensions Tony Stark created.

At the very least, the rulers of those dimensions could hold out for longer.

Thus, whenever any dimensional realm became "close" to Earth in a mathematical sense, Tony immediately exiled the Void and his pursuer into it.

Then, around the likely points where the pair would re-emerge, he created new Mirror Dimensions and let them rampage there instead, protecting Earth’s actual reality.

Without Earth’s magical barriers interfering, performing such feats became far easier than expected for a disciple of the Sorcerer Supreme wielding both the Eye of Agamotto and the Book of the Vishanti.

Eventually it even became instinctive.

The moment his mystical senses stirred, Tony would hurl the two mad dogs into another nearby dimension.

Then he would rapidly generate hundreds or thousands of Mirror Dimensions in preparation for trapping them again when they returned.

In theory, the number of dimensional gods was infinite.

In practice, however, the number of dimensional entities obsessed with Earth and too stupid to learn from others’ mistakes was finite.

Especially once truly powerful dimensional gods began arriving.

At that point, the weaker ones finally understood they should stay away.

Dormammu, Lord of the Dark Dimension, did not truly speak English.

His voice was a direct transmission of meaning into the mind itself.

And his arrival blotted out the heavens.

Fortunately, New York was currently shrouded in night.

The night sky merely transformed into the bizarre scenery of the Dark Dimension.

To ordinary people, it was certainly abnormal—

but still less shocking than if daylight had suddenly become night.

Thus, most civilians lacked any direct understanding of Dormammu’s descent.

They merely heard a sentence echo within their minds as though spoken directly into their ears:

"Ancient One... I have come to collect my debt."

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