Chapter 122
At the same time.
Kamar-Taj, the ancient sanctuary of sorcerers, stood amidst the Himalayan peaks, shrouded in an air of mysticism and secrecy.
Several individuals remained engrossed in a heated discussion regarding the turmoil plaguing the multiverse.
"Doesn't Kamar-Taj possess magic that can directly trace the location of our target?" Wanda questioned, her gaze locking onto Doctor Strange.
Given the vast repository of knowledge Kamar-Taj had accumulated over centuries, it was hard to believe they lacked such a capability.
"It's not that it doesn't exist, but tracking Kang the Conqueror is simply impossible. Magic has its limitations," Strange replied, shaking his head with an expression of deep concern.
They had attempted every spell they knew to pinpoint Kang's whereabouts, but all had failed.
"So you have no solution at all?" the Dark Witch inquired, narrowing her eyes.
"No, there is only so much information available about Kang the Conqueror, and we haven't been able to uncover more," Wong interjected, standing with arms crossed. Their resources had been stretched thin. The situation had reached a standstill, forcing them to rely on others—particularly Finn and his companions.
Finn had proven himself useful before, and Wong hoped he could do so again.
"Finn, what do you think?" Wanda turned toward him, her voice tinged with expectation. She had a feeling that if anyone could devise a plan, it was him.