Chapter 1018 Tony: Walter? Is there such an awesome guy on earth?

At the same time, a piece of information containing the wisdom and last wish of the ancient master will also be silently implanted in the minds of everyone who witnesses this scene, becoming an eternal memory in their hearts.

As the Kowloon coffin set off, the entire earth seemed to be touched by an invisible force, and an unprecedented natural spectacle was staged in the sky.

Dark clouds, lightning and thunder, wind and rain, it seems that nature is playing a shocking movement in the most primitive and magnificent way for this funeral that transcends the mortal world.

Every lightning bolt is like a messenger in the universe, connecting heaven and earth, conveying some mysterious and solemn message; every drop of rain is like a teardrop falling from the sky, mourning the passing of the ancient master.

The Kowloon Coffin is even more majestic and sacred under the reflection of lightning.

Their scales shimmered like metal in the electric light, and each scale seemed to contain ancient power and wisdom.

The nine giant dragons have strong postures, bulging muscles, and a strong sense of strength. They pull the huge coffin, pass through the thick clouds, cut through the sky, and leave behind dazzling tracks.

And when the Kowloon Coffin finally broke through the atmosphere, entered space, and finally disappeared under the surveillance of the Illuminati satellites, every corner of the earth fell into a brief, almost audible silence.

In this silence there is both awe for the unknown and grief for the deceased. People are going out of their homes one after another, whether it is a bustling city or a quiet countryside, whether they are the elderly or children, looking up at the stars, trying to find the lost glory in the bright stars.

Tony Stark also failed to remain calm during the shock.

He stood on the terrace of his mansion, holding the railing tightly with both hands, his eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief and shock.

That mysterious message also echoed in his mind, like waves hitting the rocks, impacting his thinking defenses over and over again.

His heart was full of doubts and confusion, and he said to himself: "Is there such a powerful guy on earth? Then why didn't he come out when the Saiyans invaded before? Could it be that he was waiting for some special opportunity? Or is there some difficulty that we can’t understand?”

Tony was filled with doubts and confusion.

He couldn't understand why such a powerful being would choose silence at a critical moment, and only now showed his existence in such a shocking way.

There is also a trace of dissatisfaction that cannot be concealed.

After all, the sudden Saiyan invasion had plunged the entire earth into an unprecedented crisis. Countless lives were lost in the flames of war, and countless homes were destroyed.

If Master Ancient One was really so powerful, why did he choose to remain silent at such a critical moment? Tony's thoughts were like a wild horse running wild in his mind, trying to find a reasonable explanation.

In order to achieve the shocking effect of this funeral, Luther did not hesitate to take extreme measures and implemented a brief power outage on a global scale.

This sudden darkness plunged the whole world into chaos, traffic was paralyzed, communications were interrupted, and people panicked.

But Luther had already anticipated this. He had deployed emergency lighting systems around the world in advance to ensure that key areas such as hospitals, first aid stations, and fire stations could maintain normal operations during a power outage.

These emergency lighting systems not only provide necessary lighting, but also convey comfort and guidance to the public through the broadcast system, thus avoiding unnecessary tragedies.

During the power outage, countless people walked out of their homes, looked up at the stars, and witnessed with their own eyes the spectacular sight of Kowloon coffins being pulled.

They stood or sat, were surprised or marveled, and everyone's face was full of shock and awe.

Strange stood in front of Kama Taj's portal, taking a deep breath and trying to calm his inner turmoil.

He closed his eyes, the last teachings and expectant gaze of Master Ancient One echoing in his mind.

The Ancient One, the legendary Supreme Mage, used her last flame of life to light up the light of responsibility in Strange's heart, allowing him to grow from a doctor who only wanted to heal his hands to a warrior who protects the balance of the world.

"The destruction of the London Temple, the breaking of the seal of the New York Temple, it all happened so fast."

Strange murmured to himself, his eyes showing a mixture of determination and uneasiness.

He knows that each temple is a key node connecting reality and the multidimensional universe. Once all are lost, Dormammu's dark forces will flood into the earth, bringing unimaginable disasters.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and the light of the portal flickered in front of his eyes, as if it was a portal to an unknown destiny.

Strange stepped in without hesitation and was instantly enveloped in a powerful force, with space and time distorting around him until he was down to earth and appeared in the ancient courtyard of Kama Taj.

In the courtyard, the air was solemn, and the peace and harmony of the past were missing, replaced by an indescribable sense of depression. Strange looked around, looking for Mordo.

He knew that Modu, as one of the direct disciples of Ancient One, was unparalleled in his loyalty to Ancient One. However, the fact that Ancient One concealed his contact with the dark world undoubtedly brought a huge psychological impact to Modu.

"Modo!"

Strange's voice echoed in the empty courtyard, with a hint of urgency.

Soon, Modu slowly walked out of a dark corner. His face was haggard and his eyes were empty, as if he had lost his soul.

"Strange, you're back."

Mo Du's voice was low and hoarse, without any of the previous enthusiasm.

Strange took a few steps forward and his eyes met with Mordo's: "Yes, I'm back. Moreover, I know a lot of things. Ancient One's choice and her sacrifice are all for us to face the coming crisis."

Mordo sneered, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes: "Crisis? Is it the crisis you mentioned, or the excuse she made up to cover up her crimes? She actually used dark energy to prolong her life, which violated all the principles of our wizards!"

Strange understood Mordo's anger, but he knew better that the most important thing now was to unite all the forces that could be united to fight against the coming darkness together.

He shook his head gently, his tone calm and firm: "Mordo, I understand your feelings, but we don't have time to indulge in the pain of the past. Kaecilius has taken his followers to the Hong Kong Temple. If we can't stop him, Dormammu will completely destroy the world."

Mordo's eyes flickered slightly, and he was obviously touched by Strange's words.

But the collapse of faith for many years cannot be repaired in a moment.

He was silent for a moment, and finally spoke: "What are you going to do?"