Doctor Strange, Earth's Sorcerer Supreme—hovered in the middle of the Sanctum's main hall. His Cloak of Levitation snapped and billowed behind him. Both hands flew through rapid seals, pulling out countless glowing magic circles that projected the Seraphim Shield, forming golden walls to block the charge of the magical creatures.
"Hamil the sorcerer! Maintain the Sanctum's defensive array! Mordo, hold the eastern rift!" Strange's voice carried exhaustion and urgency. Sweat soaked his temples. These creatures seemed endless, and their attacks carried a corrosive magic that made his defenses increasingly difficult to sustain.
A ghostlike creature slipped through the golden barrier, its claws shooting straight for Strange's face. Strange twisted aside and lashed it apart with a magic whip, but more creatures immediately followed. Cracks had already appeared along the Sanctum's walls, and some smaller conjured constructs were being shredded by the energy spilling out.
"This can't go on!" Baron Mordo swung the Staff of the Living Tribunal, smashing a lunging monster back into the rift. Panting hard, he shouted, "Strange, we have to find a way to close the source of the rift!"
"I'm trying! But keeping the defense up is draining most of my focus!" Strange gritted his teeth. He attempted to analyze the rift's magical structure, but the chaotic interference made it impossible to concentrate. A trace of helplessness rose in his chest—was the Sanctum truly going to fall today?
Right at that desperate moment, the Sanctum's door (though it now looked more like a twisted spatial node) was "pushed" open from the outside. Calling it pushed wasn't quite accurate, because the door itself had already warped. More precisely, a bald man walked in, looking confused.
Saitama stared at the bizarre scene before him: swirling magic circles, flashing energy, grotesque creatures—and a man floating in midair wearing blue, a red cloak, and a little mustache. He scratched his head.
"Um… excuse me. Is this the meetup point for the 'Super Cheap One-Day Tour'?" Saitama asked uncertainly, glancing at the flyer in his hand and then back at the chaos. "The flyer says this is the address, but… this doesn't really look like it?"
Strange and Mordo both froze.
A normal person? How could anyone breach the Sanctum's spatial wards and just walk in—especially with extradimensional energy interference this severe?
"Leave! It's dangerous!" Strange shouted urgently. At the same time, he split his focus to form a magic shield in front of Saitama. A monster that had pierced through other defenses crashed into the shield and disintegrated into ash.
But Saitama didn't seem to hear the warning—or rather, he noticed something even more interesting.
Several translucent magical creatures that could pass through walls were drifting over, completely ignoring physical obstacles. One of them poked half its body out of the wall right in front of Saitama and swiped a claw at him.
"Oh? It can go through walls?" Saitama watched the monster emerge from the stone, his eyes widening a little in curiosity. He didn't dodge, and he didn't use magic like Doctor Strange.
Instead, he made a move that left every sorcerer present dumbstruck.
He stepped back half a pace, drew his right fist to his waist… and then drove it straight down into the floor—an ancient stone surface carved with defensive runes.
He didn't aim at the creature.
He didn't aim at the rift.
He simply punched the ground.
"Bang!!"
(End of Chapter)
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