Looking at Blaine's state, the Ancient One smiled faintly, picked up her teacup without saying a word, and sipped it by herself. Yes, in this world, there was such a truth: flies did not bite seamless eggs. Even if there were no cracks, the eggshells would still be stained with things flies liked. Although the saying was crude, there was reason behind it.
"Senior, if you really know…"
"Please tell me."
"It is really, really important to me."
Blaine was not a fool either. With the Ancient One's attitude, wasn't it obvious what she intended to do? But Blaine did not want to bind himself to Earth just because of a promise.
"Forget it."
"Seeing as you will not agree to my request…"
"Then promise me one thing."
"Speak."
"In the future, if something truly unpredictable happens…"
"Please help them."
"Or take action and knock it down."
Perhaps the Ancient One also felt that she had been a little too forceful, so she softened her tone and took another step back.
"Unpredictable?"
"Them?"
"Is that Doctor Strange, Stephen Strange?"
Why them? Wasn't Stephen Strange alone? Didn't the Ancient One intend to let Stephen Strange inherit the title of Sorcerer Supreme? With Stephen Strange taking over her burden, why did they still need him to act? Help him? Would something unexpected really happen? Then what would it be?
Also, the dark age the Ancient One had mentioned just now—what kind of era was that? Why was it called dark? Was the origin of magic, that mass of dark matter, a product of the dark age? Something that had shaken and terrified even the Sorcerer Supreme? Blaine did not know. At least, not now.
"Yes."
"Stephen Strange."
"It may also be someone else."
"The future is bleak and unpredictable."
"Everyone is a force that changes the future."
"No one can guess what will happen next."
"Perhaps it will not be Stephen Strange."
"Perhaps it will be Stephen Scott."
"Or Stephen Clarence."
"Anything is possible."
"But as long as you do not stand by in the future…"
The Ancient One also drew out her tone, hummed softly, and began to explain.
"Since you said it yourself…"
"The future is bleak and unpredictable."
"Then how can you be sure?"
"When that day comes, I may still be in this world."
"Or why must I have the ability to solve it?"
So, in fact, Blaine had already agreed to the Ancient One in a disguised form. After speaking, Blaine sat down again, and the table that had fallen over just now was also lifted back up by the Ancient One with a small spell that moved objects through space.
"Everything happens for a reason."
"Go. Two thousand meters into the Himalayas, there is the answer you want."
This time, after the Ancient One finished speaking, she stood up directly and walked outside.
"Is it the place where the dark matter was created?"
Blaine muttered this in his heart, then teleported as well, disappearing from Kamar-Taj.
Originally, Blaine had only come here to have the Ancient One resolve his many shortcomings regarding universal-level special magic, but he had not expected to gain something unexpected.
After Blaine disappeared, another person pushed open the wooden door of this seemingly dilapidated courtyard.
Led by a dark-skinned man dressed in clothes similar to those of an ancient warrior, he came before the Ancient One.
Somehow, after a few words were exchanged, the Ancient One stood with both hands behind her back, then suddenly stretched one hand out in front of her. With just a push at that person, his soul was forced out of his body.
The man looked around several times, filled with disbelief just like Blaine had been. But as the Ancient One's hand suddenly withdrew, the man's soul returned to his body again.
At this moment, if Blaine had been here, he would definitely have recognized who this person was. Yes, he was Stephen Strange.
A neurosurgeon. A legendary person who had obtained hundreds of millions in wealth with a pair of hands that could bring the dead back to life.
However, because he had been showing off while driving a Lamborghini, he suffered comminuted fractures in both hands. It happened at the peak of his career, at a time when fame and beauty were both within his grasp. Because of the fractures in his hands, he could no longer use a scalpel and could no longer step onto the operating table.
But it was also because of this that he spent all his wealth in exchange for such a radiant moment. Next, or in the period of time to come, he would begin a new chapter of his life: a different life, a strange world he had never touched before.
Of course, all of this happened without Blaine's knowledge.
Here, there were still continuous snow-capped mountains, but this place was not as cold as the summit. The cold wind was not as violent as it was at the peak. In addition to the endless white, some green vegetation could be seen here, and hundreds of thousands of ancient trees could be distinguished.
This was the place Blaine had found according to the hint given by the Ancient One.
However, although this area of the Himalayas was nearly two thousand meters high, it seemed to be a valley, a basin surrounded by mountains. If Blaine raised Hawkeye into the sky, then he would definitely discover that the terrain here was very similar to another place.
Yes, it was like the place beneath the Vibranium meteorite in Wakanda, where the altar was located. Because here, too, it was shaped like a huge pot, though there were some irregularities inside it. Moreover, in addition to snowdrifts several meters thick—or even more than ten meters thick—there were also various plants growing here that the outside world could not touch.
If there were plants, it meant there was no radiation and no radioactive objects. Therefore, Blaine was not worried about whether there would be miasma, or whether there would be a swamp beneath the snowdrifts.
Hawkeye was released. Blaine flew directly above the "cauldron" and scanned back and forth.
Fortunately, Blaine had Hawkeye. Fortunately, the level-six Hawkeye could see through objects. Otherwise, Blaine really would not have known how to search such a large valley, especially one entirely covered by thick snow.
From the surface, Blaine could not see anything except snow and the tops of some tree crowns. If the Ancient One had not said that this place was in the Himalayas, Blaine would never have believed that the primeval jungle he had seen and the gloomy forest now buried beneath snow before him were the same place. Sometimes, he had to admit that nature was truly the most amazing creator in the world.
Since there were no clues on the surface, then he would go deeper. In any case, he had Hawkeye: X-ray vision plus night vision. If that was not enough, he could add mental power.
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