Chapter 329: Dimensional Invasion — The Ancient One Makes a Move
Mmm...
A sudden, oppressive force swept across the sky above the human realm.
At the same moment, all the superheroes brawling in Ding's square looked up.
It felt as though some invisible shackle had been shattered, and a power from an unknown domain was now descending.
In an instant, the void churned with clouds and winds. Black storm clouds blotted out the sky, obscuring the sunlight.
At the same time, the Church of Blood's rituals across the human world activated simultaneously.
Columns of black mist, like tornados, rose into the heavens—like evil dragons from the abyss soaring into the sky.
"Holy crap!"
Clutching the husky by the neck, Allen exclaimed excitedly, "Stupid dog, come enjoy the poetic beauty of doomsday with me."
"You dumbass! It's a multidimensional incursion! Are you seriously that clueless?"
The husky broke free and barked furiously, spraying spit all over Allen.
"Shut up, stupid dog."
Allen grabbed its snout smugly and said, "Even if I'm low on brainpower, I'm not blind—I can clearly see what's going on."
"Woof! Woof! Woof...!"
The husky unleashed a torrent of canine profanity, questioning what kind of karmic debt it must've incurred in a past life to end up with this guy.
Allen, however, couldn't care less. He rolled around on the ground like a lazy donkey, then crawled over to Wonder Woman Diana's legs and shamelessly clung to her. Grinning, he suggested, "Hurry and summon Zeus to stabilize the situation."
"…"
Diana could only roll her eyes.
As if Zeus would get involved in human affairs—he was probably off gleefully spreading his reeking seed across the cosmos.
Allen stood up, utterly shameless. "C'mon, Wonder Bae, wouldn't our beloved father-in-law care about such an outstanding son-in-law like me?"
"He'd probably smite you with a barrage of thunderbolts," Diana said coldly.
"If the bigwigs won't do anything, then neither will I."
Allen sprang up and flung his arms around her neck. Diana instinctively caught him, completing a princess-carry pose.
Shameless! These two weren't even pretending anymore.
Making such indecent moves in broad daylight, in front of everyone?
Envy doesn't even begin to cover it!
Allen ignored all the stares and nestled his head into Diana's embrace, murmuring sweetly, "Goodnight, Makka Pakka."
WHAM!
Without hesitation, Diana dropped him flat on his ass.
Allen still played dead.
"Cut it out. Get up."
Batman Bruce had just received intel from Damian—New York was descending into chaos.
But they were all the way in Los Angeles. The only way to get there in time was through a portal. Any other transport would be too slow.
"It's dark now. I need my sleep."
Allen, propping his head on one hand and striking a seductive pose, said lazily, "I'm a disciplined guy. I won't break my routine just for something trivial like saving the world."
"Get up—New York's falling apart!"
Bruce tried to yank him up, but Allen went completely limp, flopping around like a boneless jellyfish.
At that moment, Doctor Strange—Stephen—spoke up: "There's no time. I'll open a portal. Everyone, to New York!"
As he spoke, golden magical rings formed around his hands, opening multiple portals.
The superheroes rushed through without delay—even Constantine and Clark, still sprawled out on the ground, were carried along.
Before stepping through, Bruce looked back at Allen in bitter disappointment. "Allen, I misjudged you."
…
Kamar-Taj.
The ancient sanctum retained its traditional style.
Sensing the dimensional invasion, the reclusive sorcerers immediately gathered.
The new Sorcerer Supreme, Wong, rallied them to defend the human realm.
He was especially skilled in portal magic—his control over it rivaled that of Allen in his prime.
Of course, when it came to other spells, Wong still fell short of Doctor Strange.
"Move out!"
With that command, countless portals opened, and the sorcerers streamed through.
In the blink of an eye, they arrived on the streets of New York.
What greeted them were creatures of darkness resembling vampires—but on closer inspection, they were more like ghouls or zombies.
"What the hell are these things?"
The sorcerers sprang into action, helping civilians while trying to analyze the monsters in the chaos.
"There are too many—we can't save them all!"
"These aren't ordinary dark beings. They're some kind of hybrid abominations."
"They look like something out of a sci-fi zombie flick. Could they be man-made?"
"…"
And it wasn't just the sorcerers—heroes from both the Justice League and Avengers had taken to the streets, cooperating seamlessly.
Suddenly, a beam of golden light appeared overhead.
"The Ancient One!?"
The sorcerers immediately recognized the long-reclusive Ancient One.
Since stepping down as Sorcerer Supreme, she had distanced herself from worldly affairs, choosing to remain in seclusion.
Now, with arms outstretched, magical artifacts in her palms transformed into two golden discs.
Instantly, the cityscape began to warp and twist—reality folding in on itself.
It was the Mirror Dimension spell—the Ancient One's signature move.
Clearly realizing that the scope of this crisis threatened too many innocent lives, she was forced to act, dragging all the scattered monsters into the mirror realm.
In doing so, she effectively spared the human realm from collateral damage.
"Protect the Ancient One!"
Wong immediately ordered the veteran sorcerers to guard her.
Maintaining a mirror dimension of this scale left no room for distractions. Any interference could shatter the illusion and revert the world to normal.
No one truly knew how powerful the Ancient One had become after centuries of cultivation. Few had ever witnessed her in battle—and even fewer lived to tell the tale.
Across various sites where anomalies had erupted, other factions were conducting investigations.
Fortunately, the monster outbreak was mostly confined to New York, preventing a full-scale global catastrophe.
However, judging from the invading dimensional energy, if left unchecked, humanity could face an existential crisis.
"Get up, or I'll pee on you."
The husky lifted a hind leg over the still-prone Allen without hesitation.
"Stupid dog, how are my people doing?" Allen sat up, thinking of the vassal race of serpent demons who had sworn allegiance to him.
He'd once placed them in a relatively safe dimension—with the husky staying there as well.
"Hisius and her kin are living the good life…"
Under Allen's guidance, the Serpent Clan had mastered a series of toxic magic arts. Over the centuries, they had rapidly expanded, ultimately establishing the Serpent Empire.
The husky had also risen in power, leveraging their strength to defeat numerous Sorcerer Supreme-level foes and ascend to the rank of dimensional lord.
"Whoops. Accidentally created another powerhouse faction," Allen said nonchalantly.
"You say that like it's no big deal! Those crazy serpent women have stopped reproducing naturally—they're all just waiting for you to summon them for… breeding!"
Honestly, the Serpent Empire's entire cultural aesthetic had gone off the rails.
They worshipped Allen as their god, established countless dogmas, and made their top national mission the sacred duty of mating with him.
Allen blushed and replied, "Ah… there are so many of them. My kidneys can't take it."
"…"
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