Once Karl made up his mind, he naturally carried it out to the letter.
He quickly organized the relevant knowledge into reference materials, then duplicated them and distributed them to all the sorcerers.
Fortunately, even though Kamar-Taj was largely secluded from the outside world, it wasn't primitive. There was plenty of modern equipment inside—there was even internet access. That made copying and distributing the materials far faster.
With a single order from the Ancient One, the entire Kamar-Taj began operating at an astonishing pace.
Any sorcerer with basic capability started studying what Karl had provided, and then began producing defensive artifacts.
These were artifacts that ordinary sorcerers could make themselves—devices that could effectively detect Dormammu's dark power and protect the sorcerers.
Thankfully, the crafting difficulty was extremely low. The sorcerers could make them almost casually, so in just two days they produced more than two hundred.
The Ancient One then took a large batch of these artifacts and went to the Dimensional Realm.
Her job was to deliver them to the sorcerers stationed there.
Those people were responsible for collecting materials within the Dimensional Realm. The raw materials used to refine magical tools were the results of their hard labor.
As for Karl—
He stayed in Kamar-Taj, preparing to create a large-scale detection device.
Once completed, it would generate a protective field that could envelop the entire Kamar-Taj.
No fluctuation would be able to escape the monitoring of this powerful mechanism.
"Karl… you're forging an artifact, sure, but the amount of stuff you need is way too outrageous."
Baron Mordo stood beside him and couldn't help speaking up.
Behind them, materials were piled up like a small mountain—supplies taken from Kamar-Taj's spatial vault.
You could say this was almost the accumulation of decades.
With manual mining, efficiency couldn't compare to machines. Kamar-Taj didn't have much material left to spare.
Karl scratched his head.
"It's not that I want to. It just really takes this much."
"And the artifact we make should hold out until the day we truly go to war."
"It won't only cover Kamar-Taj and monitor dark power."
"It can also provide extremely strong mental defense. Unless a god personally makes a move, no corrosion of any kind will be able to penetrate it."
"I'm calling it the Godmother God-Demon Light."
The expression on Mordo's face turned strange.
He couldn't understand it—but he was thoroughly shaken.
Did something like this really exist?
Wasn't this completely different from what they understood an artifact to be?
Kamar-Taj's artifacts were usually similar in function: they served as vessels to bear external power that sorcerers couldn't withstand directly, allowing them to wield greater strength.
In other words, with an artifact, a sorcerer's combat power could increase by at least half.
As for artifacts that possessed their own independent power, those were actually rare.
"If what you're saying is true, then this thing should be huge, right?"
"What are you using to supply energy to such a powerful artifact?"
Mordo asked.
"Of course—the Sanctums."
"They're built on top of three major magical nodes."
"Planetary-grade power supply for us to use."
"Even if Kamar-Taj is destroyed, we still wouldn't manage to spend it all."
Karl said.
"That's true."
Mordo nodded, then his expression abruptly changed.
"Wait—kid, you can actually draw on the Sanctums' power?"
"Isn't that something only the Sorcerer Supreme can do?"
Mordo's mind erupted like a storm.
He knew Karl's talent was monstrous.
He also knew Karl was stronger than him—ever since the day Karl defeated Kaecilius.
But he hadn't expected Karl to be this strong.
He could even access the Sanctums' power?
That was beyond absurd.
The Sanctums were sacred gifts bestowed by the great Agamotto.
They formed a planetary-scale defense system linking Earth's three major energy nodes. The power contained within was unimaginable.
And the pressure required to bear and control that level of energy went without saying.
Yet now Karl could use it too?
This kid was insane.
Mordo clenched his molars.
The more time you spent with Karl, the more you felt it—
The gap between people was even bigger than the gap between a person and a dog.
Mordo shook his head, then raised his right eye again and began to stare with his "eightfold pupils."
"Since the Ancient One has also approved your plan, then go ahead and begin refining it."
"To fight Dormammu, we're willing to pay any price."
Mordo spoke solemnly.
Under the Ancient One's leadership, every sorcerer was a warrior standing at the "alchemy—" front line.
This was the foundation she had painstakingly selected on Earth over decades.
Karl nodded.
He lifted a hand.
Powerful psychic force began to dance, and magic surged through the surrounding space in continuous bursts.
Mordo clicked his tongue internally.
Karl's power was even stronger than he'd imagined—strong enough to be frightening.
But that was only the beginning.
Under Karl's control, it was as if flames ignited within empty space.
The surrounding temperature shot upward.
The mountain-like pile of materials began to melt and refine at high speed.
Karl's hands moved like he was forming seals, leaving afterimages in the air.
Countless runes appeared around him—dense beyond counting, like a galaxy cluster exploding into existence.
Those runes formed an extraordinarily complex structure in midair, then sank directly into the liquid mass overhead.
Under Karl's control, the intricate artifact began to take shape.
As the runes in the sky slowly stabilized, lines of secret inscriptions gradually surfaced across the artifact's surface.
Mordo's eyes widened.
Even his dark face looked like it was turning red.
To be honest, this scene was far too provocative to his understanding.
He hadn't expected Karl's alchemy to reach a level so unreachable that it defied common sense.
Even back then—
When he first saw the great Eye of Agamotto—
He hadn't been this stunned.
The patterns on that artifact alone made him feel dizzy just from looking.
"When did this kid become this terrifying?"
"Not only is his strength beyond ordinary people… even his alchemy has reached the pinnacle."
"At this level, maybe he's already at a standard the Sorcerer Supreme doesn't even reach."
Mordo was inexplicably horrified.
He had seen the Ancient One act with his own eyes.
The artifacts she forged never caused a commotion this large, never displayed this kind of complexity.
Karl…
Every time you saw him, he refreshed your understanding all over again.
Mordo had thought that no matter what happened around Karl in the future, he wouldn't be surprised anymore.
Now it seemed he had been far too naive.
(End of Chapter)
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