Marvel's Superman

Greenwich Village, Bleecker Street.

The only person in this universe who could understand his situation without much explanation was probably the Sorcerer Supreme, who frequently traveled to observe the future.

Of course, Luke wasn't talking about Doctor Strange, who was directly erased by the snap.

After watching the spoiler, the guy was still completely helpless; everyone was gone.

The person he was looking for was actually the Ancient One who took the opportunity to retire.

"I wonder how many people are still alive in Kamar Taj."

Luke directly pushed open the door of the New York Sanctum. It was silent inside.

The flames in the fireplace rose, the teacups on the table were still warm, and a few books and some magical artifacts were scattered on the ground.

It's like, one second, everyone was chatting happily, discussing where to eat later.

The next second, they vanished. Not even getting the chance to say goodbye.

Only the lit fireplace, the unfinished tea, and the flipped books were proof of things that happened before.

"This is terrible."

Luke lamented.

Fortunately, the three time and space nodes still maintained basic operations.

Those dimensional demons couldn't take this opportunity to invade the world.

However, today, it was also a heavy loss for them.

Thanos wiped away half of life on earth, so the dead souls didn't fall into the hands of those dimension demons.

The rapidly declining population was essentially no different from that of a capitalist losing half of its productive resources for no reason at all.

This was a huge loss!

No one knew how long it would take to make up for it!

Half of the lives just disappeared. This meant that for a long time in the future, the dimension demons would have to face the embarrassing situation of deflation.

Because the soul was a common currency for the dimension gods and demons, the devil of hell and the angel of heaven,.

The former was a way of lending, building a well-established system to harvest 'wealth'.

The latter two, by contract and faith, divide the soul of mankind into two sides of a larger business.

Regardless of the means, a large population base was a necessary condition for maintaining this 'market'.

However, Thanos, who was bent on contributing to family planning in the universe, had cut the market in half.

"If Cyttorak, Chthon, and Set could enter the material world, they would definitely beat Thanos to the ground."

Luke curled his lips and entered the hall unimpeded.

He went up to the third floor.

"Master Ancient One, are you here? Umm, Strange asked me to bring you a message."

Luke stopped in front of the [Window of the worlds], bent his fingers, and tapped twice.

As an artifact with Vishanti's seal, it could also act as a communicator.

"Who are you? Strange should no longer be in this world."

Luke waited patiently for about half a minute, and the Ancient One suddenly appeared.

She held a small sandalwood fan and sized up the strange intruder with a critical eye, revealing the other party's obvious lie.

"Well, I don't know Stephen Strange yet."

Luke admitted frankly and continued, "But I do have something urgent for you, Master Ancient One."

"It's strange, I've never seen you before, yet I feel the aura of Vishanti, the scarlet glow of Cyttorak, and even the chaotic magic of Chthon ..."

The Ancient One's eyes showed a puzzled look.

Generally speaking, provoking even one of these dimensional demon gods was already a headache.

The young man standing in front of her seemed to have had contact with all three.

"To tell you the truth, I have read the Book of the Vishanti, used the temporary contract with Cyttorak, and was taken a fancy to by Chthon, and almost became the spokesperson for chaos magic."

Luke, with a light-hearted look on his face, described a series of his legendary experiences.

"Hmm, you have had a hard life."

The Ancient One didn't doubt it either but looked at Luke even more strangely.

She clearly didn't know the other party, but she had a feeling of familiarity.

"Master Ancient One, let me introduce myself. I come from another universe, the past before everything happened."

Luke directly stated.

"Because of an accident, I came to this universe involuntarily. This universe, a future timeline where everything has happened."

Superman said, a little loosely, but the Ancient One still understood.

"So, you know the me of that universe? You also entered Kamar Taj and studied the Book of the Vishanti ... You aren't the next Sorcerer Supreme I selected, are you?"

The former Sorcerer Supreme behaved calmly and didn't make a fuss.

"You do look a lot better than Strange -- physically, I mean."

"I have suggested before that he should spend more time on physical exercise. A qualified master needs a strong body."

The Ancient One had a general understanding of the theory that the universe was an infinite box, with layers nested between one another.

Therefore, she could quickly accept the facts as Luke presented them and asked questions.

If it was Doctor Strange, Luke would definitely have to spend time explaining what 'another universe' was and what 'past' actually meant.

That guy hadn't been at the top for long, completely unskilled in the workflow for the Sorcerer Supreme.

"I need your help, Master."

Seeing that they could communicate with each other normally, Luke went straight to the point and made his request.

He was worried about whether the Sorcerer Supreme, after her retirement, would talk and laugh with Eternity.

Fortunately, the Ancient One stayed on the earth and didn't leave.

"I'm afraid I can't help you."

The Ancient One shook her fan and whispered.

"Half of the creatures in the universe are wailing and weeping, and their existence has been completely erased. But I am just a long-dead person, who can only watch silently, wait quietly, unable to do anything."

Luke raised his eyebrows. He knew that the Ancient One, at this time, had lost her physical body and was currently appearing in the form of a soul.

As early as in the previous story, the other party faked her death in the hand of Kaecilius and successfully retired early.

She gave Doctor Strange the Sorcerer Supreme post and the responsibility of protecting the earth.

"You have chosen Strange, and he saw the exact ending from countless futures."

Luke suddenly remembered that the six Infinity Stones had been collected, so it seemed that he could finish the task ahead of schedule.

"Everything can be changed and corrected. The Avengers will accomplish this arduous task."

"I'm willing to help so that they could make fewer detours and fewer sacrifices."

"But in return, I would like you, Master Ancient One, to give me the coordinates of this universe and some detailed parameters."

This was why Luke came to the Ancient One in the first place.

If we were to ask who was the most likely person to hold the deep secrets of the universe, it was definitely the Sorcerer Supreme!

Vishanti was an ancient god, and they were closely related to Eternity.

Luke had no information about the box other than the number on the small box.

If he wanted to make another smooth space-time trip, he needed to know the coordinate data of that universe, which was convenient for modeling and calculation --Tony Stark and Bruce Banner had to do the following work.

"All right, now I completely believe that you're a traveler from another universe."

The Ancient One was slightly surprised.

In theory, it was impossible for anyone other than the holder of the Time Stone, the Sorcerer Supreme, who had access to the Eye of Agamotto, to know where the future was leading to.

However, based on Luke's words, Ancient One determined that her opponent knew no less than she did.

"By the way, what's your name?"

The increasingly relaxed former Sorcerer Supreme asked.

"Luke Cavill, in my universe, everyone likes to call me 'Superman'."

Luke replied.

"I can agree to your request."

After a long time of contemplation, the Ancient One nodded her head.

The death of her body had no effect on a great master like her.

As long as her soul remained intact, the Ancient One could still travel the universe in her astral projection form.

This was much more liberating than the hard life of being at her post every day and not being able to leave without permission.

"Strange will lead the Avengers from this bad ending to the only correct choice."

The Ancient One's face was grave, and she spoke in a deep voice.

"Luke, you are an insurance policy to make sure they complete their mission."

"In exchange, I will tell you what you want to know as a reward."

Luke's mouth hooked up a smile. No matter what time, as long as a reasonable argument was given, the Ancient One was always the best one to talk to.

"Then I'll see you next time, Master Ancient One, and I'll complete the deal."

He conveniently borrowed an unowned hanging ring from the table on the third floor.

Skillfully drew a magic circle and opened a portal.

"I'll go to Wakanda first to talk to Steve. I hope he will treat me as a friend, not an enemy."

Looking at Luke walking into the portal, the Ancient One's soul had a strange glint in her eyes.

"Stranger, I hope you won't make things worse."

She stopped at the Window of the Worlds for a few minutes.

The illusory soul burst out with a flash of light and disappeared.

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