Chapter 163. Dormammu
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Nolan gave Skye one last glance before stepping through the portal.
If S.H.I.E.L.D. was officially in play now, his long-term plans would need some adjustments.
Back at the lab, the segmented armor detached from his body, reforming neatly inside a high-tech display case. As it clicked into place, Nolan called out:
"Connors. Prep the surgical bay. We're dissecting these five cultists. I want data."
He hadn't brought them back out of mercy.
They were research material.
After probing their minds and extracting what he needed, he planned to dissect their bodies to study what transformations had occurred under the Dark Dimension's influence.
If possible... he wanted to pull off something similar to the Ancient One's trick tapping into forbidden energy while staying under the radar.
Dormammu's own power, reverse-engineered.
After all, wasn't it time someone passed down the Sorcerer Supreme tradition of "steal from the devil and walk away clean"?