“Since the gift of the Mystery Cards does not affect my own abilities,” the Ancient One said with a smile after a moment’s thought, “then I will give them all to you.”
With a light tap of her finger, she removed a few magical artifact cards, such as the Time Gem... and hundreds of cards symbolizing various abilities all flew towards Su Han.
Su Han stared silently at the Ancient One. He appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was in turmoil. After a long while, he forced himself to calm down and collected all the cards.
"This is truly something." Ilya stared at the scene, her expression complex. She had been stunned into a blank mind when she saw the sheer number of powerful cards. But the Council Speaker viewed these cards as if they were any other ability cards… putting them away with his usual calm, without the slightest emotional fluctuation…
"Master, what's going on?" Tony Stark frowned, somewhat puzzled.
The stars in their world have already coalesced. Although it would be bad if the Ancient One didn't give anything in return... it shouldn't have cost them so much.
“It’s worth it.” The Ancient One spoke softly, giving Tony Stark a deep look. “I can no longer feel the dark energy from another dimension corrupting me… Do you know what that means?”
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Chapter 246 Uchiha Madara: Why Do I Feel Inexplicably Being Looked Down Upon? (Second Update)
"What?" Tony Stark's expression changed drastically.
Using dark energy was one of the reasons why the Ancient One ultimately chose to die.
But now... she can still use the dark power from another dimension, but this dark energy will no longer have a negative effect on her.
“I feel a special protection,” the Ancient One said, pointing to her forehead with a gentle smile. “Now, I even dare to venture into the Dark Dimension and fight Dormammu head-on.”
"And the one who ultimately loses... is definitely not me."
All negative states have vanished; she is immune to the corruption of darkness, reaching the pinnacle of her power. That's how powerful and domineering she is.
Tony Stark remained silent for a long time before saying in a low voice, "Then congratulations, Mage."
"Actually, it's quite normal." Aizen's expression returned to calm.
The Ancient One's displayed abilities made him feel uneasy for a moment, but only for a moment, after all, her cunning was too profound. Apart from Su Han, no one knew what Aizen was thinking or whether he had any other schemes behind his back.
“Don’t forget our previous deductions,” Aizen said softly, “Joining the council grants one a status equal to that of the world and immunity to the corruption of evil gods…”
"Dormammu's dark dimension is powerful, but can he be compared to a world-feeding evil god?"
"Well, it's hard to say." Conan pushed up his glasses, his expression somewhat strange. "If it were a low-level evil god like Cheng Kun, I reckon Dormammu could easily pin Him to the ground and beat Him to a pulp."
“Using this as a comparison is inappropriate… Cheng Kun is a disgrace to the evil gods,” Tony Stark rolled his eyes. “Moreover, besides acquired evil gods in the endless worlds… there are even more indescribable, truly deserving evil gods…”
Although Tony Stark did not name names, many people guessed what he was referring to... the primordial evil god.
The council fell silent. The earlier members recalled their indirect encounter with the King in Yellow. Merely brushing past the world without any malice… had nearly caused its complete collapse, its eternal damnation…
“Mr. Stark, you’re right.” Conan exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, “That guy is the disgrace of the evil god… no, thinking of the King in Yellow, I feel that Cheng Kun bearing the title of evil god is an insult to the King in Yellow.”
"However, what does it matter how strong the evil god is?" Accelerator said expressionlessly, glancing at Number Ten unconsciously.
Have these people forgotten... that there is a being who appears to be a primordial evil god sitting next to them?
Many people, following Accelerator's vision, saw the silent Number Ten and were immediately speechless.
The Ancient One frowned, scrutinizing Number Ten repeatedly, but unable to discern anything amiss. However, when she saw the eerie and distorted starscape behind Number Ten, her pupils suddenly contracted, and she understood something, becoming unable to remain calm.
"This council... it really does surprise you all the time."
In the Hall of Misty Clouds, mist rose from several bronze chairs. Then, the figures of Zhang Sanfeng, the Drunken Sword Immortal, and Song Que appeared one by one.
"The wine in Master Zhang's world is indeed good, but compared to the wine in my collection, it lacks a certain celestial quality." The Sword Immortal of Wine spoke boldly, "Master Zhang, when we get back I will go find that kind of wine, and then I will let you truly taste what celestial wine is."
"I'm looking forward to it," Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile. Then, sensing something amiss in the atmosphere, he glanced around and noticed a newcomer. "And who is this?"
"It's the Ancient One," Huang Rong reminded her.
"The Ancient One...which Ancient One?" Zhang Sanfeng paused for a moment. After realizing what he meant, he looked at Tony Stark with a surprised expression. When he saw that Stark did not deny it, he understood and nodded with a strange look on his face.
“Well then,” Ancient One’s voice was as gentle as ever, “I will step back for now and see just how vast and magnificent the so-called plot stars are.”
The Ancient One entered directly into the Marvel universe.
Seeing this, Su Han raised an eyebrow, said nothing, and then exited the misty space.
“What a pity,” Whitebeard chuckled, “If the conditions for joining the council weren’t so demanding, and if it weren’t for the fact that it requires passing the council chairman’s test, which is extremely dangerous… I would really like to let Marco or Ace try it out.”
"Hmph." Madara Uchiha let out a cold snort, but said nothing.
Madara Uchiha suddenly realized that no matter how stringent the conditions for joining the council were, it seemed there was nothing for him to do. If Hashirama Senju hadn't died, he might have been able to invite that man... but now, Hashirama Senju was dead, cleanly and decisively...
In the entire ninja world... there was no one else who could catch his eye.
"It's actually quite normal," Huang Rong said lazily. "In the council, apart from a very few... who doesn't have close friends or family? And those who do naturally want their close friends or family to join this extraordinary council..."
"If the conditions for joining are really lenient, I have no doubt that the number of people in the Misty Space will multiply several times in a couple of days."
Conan remained silent, but inwardly he agreed with Huang Rong's assessment. After all, when he heard Number Ten's words earlier, he had wondered if he could bring Ran Mouri along... but after hearing the conditions, he abandoned that idea.
What were the conditions for the Ancient One? Looking across all the worlds of the Council members, how many could meet those essential conditions?
Moreover, those they want to win over are inevitably people close to them.
If they were truly close, how could they bear to let these relatives and friends take such a huge risk?
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