Chapter 231 Let’s change the name…Kassel College
Although Dormammu's brief invasion did not cause any significant damage, in less than half a day, the infrastructure team from the Vought Corporation successfully repaired the damaged roads, allowing traffic to pass. New York City seemed to have returned to its previous tranquility, peace and prosperity.

But this does not mean that Dormammu has not caused any losses in any sense, that is only for ordinary humans.

The New York Temple is one of the three Holy of Holies in New York City.
This was originally a three-story Victorian brownstone townhouse with a Baroque architectural design and a duplex roof.
Low-key and elegant, revealing mystery.

But now, the gate of the temple, which has always been secretive and low-key, is separated by narrow fences.

Most of the New York Temple was reduced to ruins.

Being completely corrupted by Casillas and transformed into a huge body of dark dimension life that continued to expand and mutate, as well as detonating explosives in the temple, caused quite brutal damage to this temple with a long history.
The ancient stone bricks engraved with magic spells were broken and scattered randomly among the ruins.

The glass curtain that was shattered by the rubble, under the shining light, the mark of the temple is faintly visible.

The Holy of Holies, once sacred and majestic, now looks dilapidated.
Several figures in ginger-colored robes were busy among the rubble.
They anxiously searched for and rescued the secret books and precious manuscripts of the temple buried in the rubble, and even a few artifacts with ancient mysterious powers.

But the huge ruins of the New York Temple were too big for a few ordinary magic disciples to handle.

Even though they had learned spells that could save effort in moving heavy objects, the number of spells they could cast in a day was extremely limited.
They can only work at a relatively slow pace.

Until a gentle voice sounded from the sky,
The Kamar-Taj disciples, who were still busy with the excavation and looked a little dusty, subconsciously raised their heads.

Link wearing the [Magic Floating Cloak] slowly descended from the sky.
The robe behind him fluttered in the wind, rustling. The Eye of Agamotto on his chest was half-hidden, and a silent green light flickered faintly.
In the deep and majestic eyes, a glow shone.

Link came to the ruins and stopped, calmly looking at the several Kamar-Taj disciples in front of him.
Among them there is a relatively familiar figure.

Seeing Link coming, the Kamar-Taj disciples all spoke up.
"Mr. Superman, after the previous accident...we..."

Before they finished speaking, Link spoke calmly,
"I already know everything, you don't need to work hard anymore,"

"Also, when you are working, you should refer to your position."

The "king" on the side immediately spoke up,
"Supreme Sorcerer! The restoration of the New York Temple has encountered some difficulties..."

Wang quickly talked about all the difficulties and problems that needed to be solved in the construction and restoration of the New York Temple.
But Link's face remained calm, as if all this did not seem to affect him. After listening to the "king's" report, Link nodded slightly.
Then, Link gave the order.
"Let all the Kamar-Taj disciples in the New York Temple leave the temple first, and leave the rest to me."

The Kamar-Taj disciples at the side wanted to ask something, but the king standing behind Link already knew what Link meant.
Soon, after a short while, all the people in the New York Temple were evacuated.

Only Link was left standing in the air above the New York Temple.

Calmly gazing at the ruined New York Temple below,
The next moment, Link slowly raised his palm and waved his arm in the air.

Circles of narrow, dark green, fine arcs began to surround Link's arm, forming circles of exquisite shapes, with unknown ancient symbols flashing in the gaps.
But Dormammu on the other side didn't feel so good.

Dormammu, who had just escaped from Link's trap not long ago and had already lost a lot of strength and was in a weak state, was also trying to invade other worlds and plunder resources to recover his current not-so-good state.
After all, if his mortal enemies and allies knew his current situation, it would probably lead to a very ugly situation.

However, the reality did not match expectations. Just as Dormammu had finally accumulated and gradually recovered the dark dimension energy,
An accident happened. In the dark dimension, the black matter that was swirling like ink, that is, the energy of the dark dimension, suddenly formed a vortex.
From the outside to the inside, it is constantly absorbing, and Dormammu can also clearly perceive the accelerated consumption of the energy of the dark dimension.
"Damn it!"

Dormammu was so angry that he could only rage helplessly.

But on the other hand, Link, who possesses the [Eternal Furnace], also has an endless supply of energy.
The [Eye of Agamotto] on his chest gradually lit up, the spherical mechanism rotated, and complex and obscure runes lit up.

The deep light symbolizing the power of time gradually began to light up.
Circles of dense spell formations spread outward with Link as the center.
Finally, the entire Holy of Holies New York Temple was enveloped in a deep glow.

The next moment, the Kamar-Taj disciples who were still paying close attention to the New York Temple saw a scene that they would never forget.
Link simply flipped his palm, and the ancient spell symbolizing the time scale slowly moved, and the ring of time merged.
Everything enveloped by this layer of green light suddenly changed.

First, the broken and shattered marble wall, and the marble fragments and pieces scattered on the ground gradually began to move towards their original positions out of thin air.
Just a moment later, the fine lines and symbols on the broken marble wall were restored to their original state, even cleaner than before, without a speck of dust.
But this scene actually happened simultaneously in every corner of the New York Temple.
The dilapidated New York Temple is undergoing incredible scenes at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the repair and construction are accelerating.
Standing above these churning ruins, Link is like a god, holding the power to manipulate time, demonstrating his greatness to foolish mortals.
However, such a large-scale time reversal consumes a huge amount of energy. Even Link can seem to feel Dormammu's anger and irritation.

Eventually, the three-story Victorian brownstone townhouse was restored to its original appearance.

But Link did not stop his action. He just glanced at it and saw the name and logo of "Kassel College" on the top card. Link also indicated to make arrangements.

"Also, change the WiFi password to hhhhhgysl."

(End of this chapter)