The Ancient One's gaze lingered on Lucas and Strange, her lips pursed, lost in thought.
She cleared her throat and said, "Strange, if you need more of this energy, you can exchange it at Kamar-Taj."
"Hmm?!"
Strange looked up sharply, gazing at the Ancient One excitedly.
"Master, what are the exchange conditions?"
"Any mystical energy can be exchanged. The exchange ratio is 1 to 4. Four parts of mystical energy for one part of this silver energy."
"Huh?"
Strange was astonished.
Four parts of ordinary mystical energy could be exchanged for one part of this miraculous energy?
After a moment of stunned silence, he asked again for confirmation, "Are there no other conditions?"
The Ancient One shook her head. "No."
Lucas reminded him, "Strange, the 1 to 4 ratio is the internal price for Kamar-Taj, a discount for the Kamar-Taj sorcerers, a reward for their protection of reality from extra-dimensional invasion."
"Outside Kamar-Taj, it's not so easy to obtain this energy."
Except for concealing that it could be exchanged at a 1 to 10 ratio in the Dream Dimension and Dimension of Blood, everything he said was true.
The purpose of saying this was to keep Strange working for him until he found a way to reshape the Universe.
After learning of Infinite Ultron's actions, Lucas and the Ancient One immediately realized that a great migration and upheaval of extra-dimensional creatures was imminent.
Infinite Ultron led his Ultron Legion to slaughter countless peaceful beings across the Multiverse.
In addition to reality being affected, many Hells attached to reality would also be affected.
These Hell Lords had a feast, but they also lost a stable source of souls. To seek new sources of souls, they were forced to migrate, plundering the sustenance of other Hells.
Wars would cause countless extra-dimensional creatures living in the Hells to become displaced, fleeing to other dimensions or reality.
Ultimately, the changes in Hells' structure would feed back into reality.
Without much thought, Strange voluntarily offered to stay, hoping to once again shoulder the important responsibility he once held as the Sorcerer Supreme, protecting reality.
If he didn't do more, these energies filled with miraculous light would feel too hot to hold.
A moment later, Lucas and Strange were fishing in the Ancient One's tea room.
Both were experts.
Lucas used the Sword of Dawn as a fishing rod and the primordial dark power as bait.
Strange, on the other hand, used ancient magic arrays to create a fishing ground, summoning dark creatures to descend.
For a time, dark creatures continuously emerged from the ground, transforming into pure energy. However, it wasn't long before the dark creatures taking the bait gradually decreased, and after a long while, they completely disappeared.
Seeing this, the Watcher spoke up to remind him, "Sorcerer Lucas, do you think we should depart and go stop Infinite Ultron and his Ultron Legion now?"
"Let's go."
Lucas nodded, sounding unenthusiastic.
Such is his fated life of toil.
With a sigh, after exchanging energy with Strange, Lucas departed with the Watcher.
Only Strange, with a complicated expression, remained.
He had originally thought that the 'parts' in the so-called exchange of four ordinary mystical energies for one miracle energy referred to different units.
For example, one part of miracle energy was 1, and one part of ordinary mystical energy was 10.
He hadn't expected them to be the same, both being 1.
However...
Strange looked at the miraculous energy, like a lake, in the newly opened dimensional space, and then at the small ball in his hand.
At this moment, he understood more about Lucas's character.
...
In a certain Universe, on a certain planet.
With a tearing sound, a rift appeared in space, and the next moment, a surge of silver light poured out from the spatial crack.
After the light dissipated, two figures appeared out of thin air.
The Watcher said, a little embarrassed, "Sorcerer Lucas, this is where I last (and first) discovered Infinite Ultron. After that, I only knew they continued their widespread slaughter across the Multiverse, but I don't know which specific Universe they are in."
Lucas asked, "Aren't you Watchers spread throughout the entire Multiverse? Why don't you ask your kinsmen?"
"Infinite Ultron and his Ultron Legion are causing such a huge commotion. Their whereabouts shouldn't be hard to find, right?"
"This... I applied to intervene with Infinite Ultron before, but I was rejected." The Watcher smiled awkwardly.
"So this is your personal mission? Not only can you not ask other Watchers for help, but you also have to hide it from them?"
Lucas looked at the Watcher, his expression strange.
This made the Watcher feel even more embarrassed, and he said weakly, "We can follow the trail of Infinite Ultron and his Ultron Legion's slaughter to find them."
"What if they split up?" Lucas asked expressionlessly.
The Watcher forced an explanation, "So we need to catch up quickly and round them all up before they separate."
After speaking, he took out a football-sized orb and began to control it to search for the Ultrons' departing tracks.
"Forget it, I'll do it."
Lucas stopped the Watcher.
It was time to use his super brain.
Lucas released the restriction on his perception, and in an instant, countless pieces of information flooded his brain.
After processing, filtering, and screening this information, a clear path appeared before him.
"Follow me."
Lucas reached out and placed his hand on the Watcher's shoulder. A powerful force surged out, and silver light enveloped the two of them.
In an instant, the two transformed into a silver stream of light, breaking through the Universe's barrier, and at an unimaginable speed, they pursued the departing traces of Infinite Ultron and his Ultron Legion.
The Watcher turned to look at Lucas, his eyes filled with shock.
This speed...
Even his mentor was far inferior.
From this glimpse, Lucas's strength should also far exceed that of his mentor.
Is this Lucas's current strength?
No wonder Infinite Ultron felt he couldn't contend with him, thinking that only by gathering all the Ultrons in the Multiverse could he possibly pacify him.
At the same time, outside a certain Universe.
Infinite Ultron, leading his Ultron Legion, floated silently in the spacetime turbulence.
Their peaceful progress was blocked.
In front of the Ultron Legion was a huge golden-yellow pentagram pattern. This was precisely the magic array formed by Kamar-Taj's three Sanctum Sanctorums.
However, if Lucas, the female Ancient One, or Strange were present, it would not be difficult to notice that this array, although similar to the Earth-404 array, was much more powerful.
Behind the array, another Strange looked forward with a grim expression.
If each of these tens of thousands of robots had the strength of the leader, then allowing them into this Universe would mean that all the superheroes on Earth combined would probably not be able to resist them.
He also had a sudden premonition and timely activated the array left by Agamotto. But even so, his array wouldn't last much longer.
"Attack!"
The leading Ultron gave the command, and the tens of thousands of Ultrons behind him simultaneously raised their right hands. The purple gems on their chests lit up, and energy condensed in the palms of their right hands.
The next moment, tens of thousands of purple energy beams shot towards the Sanctum Sanctorum array.
Boom!
Thunder erupted in the silence.
The energy barrier condensed by the array trembled violently, raising ripples that lingered for a long time.
Strange's face was grim. His guess was wrong, but it made little difference from being right.
The attack intensity of these tens of thousands of robots were all slightly weaker than that of the leader but it was still very powerful.
"Damn it!"
Strange gritted his teeth, manipulating the array to resist the attack while casting spells to notify other superheroes to prepare for battle.
In just a moment, the ripples on the array's energy barrier sharply increased. Anyone could see that this energy barrier was about to give way.
And Strange was also nearing exhaustion.
But just then, the three Sanctum Sanctorums in New York, London, and Hong Kong suddenly shone with golden light, as if they had received aid.
At the same time, a stream of energy surged from Earth and entered Strange's body, replenishing his energy.
"Strange, who are they?" A voice sounded beside Strange.
He turned to look and saw a barefoot woman, dressed in grass clothing, like a primitive person.
Although the newcomer's attire was simple and ancient, Strange dared not show the slightest contempt, and replied with a hint of respect, "Goddess of Earth, they look like Vision, yet also like Ultron. I'm not sure of their specific origin, they might be Vision or Ultron variants from other Universes. I only had a premonition and thus stopped them outside this Universe."
The newcomer was Gara.
This was Earth-616.
Ga3a said slowly, "You did well. Although I don't know them, I can feel that their hands are stained with countless blood. I fear every one of them has destroyed a Universe before."
Her voice carried sadness and remembrance for the lost lives.
Then she lowered her head, closed her eyes, and clasped her hands in front of her chest, seemingly mourning for the deceased.
However, Strange had to interrupt her. "Earth Goddess, give me more energy. I'm about to give out."
Gaea said gently, giving Strange another boost, "Strange, hold on a little longer. I have already notified the Pantheon, and the gods will come to support you immediately after organizing their armies."
Strange said, "Earth Goddess, relying solely on the gods and their armies, I fear they won't be a match for these robots."
"Then I'll have Atum come over as well."
Gaea readily accepted the advice, immediately summoning her strongest enforcer, Atum.
The God-Eater, the Terminator of War, the first New God on Earth.