Chapter 2067 (1/2)

Although the Ancient One Sorcerer may not be as good as the future Strange in terms of its final achievement, there is no doubt that the Ancient One Sorcerer is also one of the pinnacles in this world. He How easy is it to lead Kamar-Taj against the multidimensional universe demon Dormammu for more than a few hundred years.

Although Ancient One Sorcerer chose to sacrifice oneself to make way for Strange in the end, his soul still exists in this universe for a long time, even today, Ling Xiao It is also impossible to confirm whether he has really left this cosmic dimension and went to the space where Visanti is. If he is really there, then Strange is even more not to be trifled with.

After all, only sorcerer oneself knows the importance of a person’s blood essence and hair.

Anyway, Ancient One Sorcerer is the Time Stone controller before Strange, maybe he is not as talented as Strange, but he has controlled the Time Stone for more than hundreds of years, Ancient One Sorcerer must have an extraordinary ability.

Standing there, Ling Xiao directly borrowed the ability of Ancient One Sorcerer from the Divine Magic List. He not at all took it out and used the Divine Magic List to fight the Heavenly Tribulation of time.

Divine Magic List finally recovered. Ling Xiao didn’t want to bring it into reality, but was immediately forced to return to the broken state ten years ago. It has nothing to do with the seeds of the universe. Fabi, even if the Seed of the Universe returns to its state a thousand years ago, it will not necessarily change.

The ability to simply use Ancient One Sorcerer is to maximize the ability of Divine Magic List.

From the perspective of Ancient One Sorcerer, Ling Xiao can clearly see the difference in this World. Although he has experience in using Time Stone, he really doesn’t have time together. What a great accomplishment, so when faced with time Heavenly Tribulation, he had to borrow the ability of Ancient One Sorcerer.

If it is said that the entire world was not at all in Ling Xiao’s eyes from when he encountered Heavenly Tribulation before, but now, from the perspective of Ancient One Sorcerer, Ling Xiao It can be clearly seen that a time vortex is spinning around him non-stop.

A long river of time centered on Ling Xiao, drawn directly from the infinite past, and then extended to the infinite future.

It’s just that the infinite river of time is solid and solid, while his future is illusory, ethereal, and fuzzy, and the central node is Ling Xiao’s own present, In his present, the long river of time circled him, forming a time vortex.

Obviously, if he can pass this time vortex, then he has a future, but if he can’t pass this time vortex, then he has no future.

For a long time, Ling Xiao looked towards the owner in a strange way. The scenes he had experienced were all turned into one after another fragments, all of which were constantly ups and downs in the long river of time; looked towards the future, There is always a vague picture, but it is always suddenly split into several scenes, split into several future development trends, but from the present point of view, there is no definite number.

Suddenly, Ling Xiao’s sight was pulled up a lot, the long river of time that belonged to him, as his horizon was pulled up, began to narrow rapidly, until it became only a line. A timeline.

At this time, Ling Xiao’s eyes were blurred for a while, and the line he was on suddenly appeared in a wider river of time.

No, this may be the sea of ​​time. At least from the height of Ling Xiao’s current position, he can’t see the margins on both sides of the sea of ​​time at all, and the timeline of himself is nothing but It’s just one of the countless timelines in the ocean of this world. Unlike other timelines, most of the timelines are still fuzzy in the future, but they are not as chaotic, bleak and erratic as Ling Xiao’s.

Ling Xiao tried to forcefully lift up oneself’s position. He wanted to see a wider view, but the more he lifted up, a powerful and infinite force directly pressed down from the top of his head. , He couldn’t bear the pressure, he couldn’t breathe under pressure, and the spiritual consciousness that was pressing him almost cracked.