American comics: Playing Spider-Man at the beginning, wandering around and losing contact

Chapter 197 The Mage Who Fell into Darkness

"Sorry, everyone, I have something to do."

Master Ancient One came over and spoke to the mutants. She looked very serious. The matter was serious and she had to leave immediately and return to the New York Temple.

Before she left, she had considered what the dark forces would do if she was accidentally observed leaving the temple, so she had a backup plan.

Still, she couldn't guarantee it.

Because she is the Supreme Sorcerer, the successor of several generations of Supreme Sorcerers who have protected humanity. Inheriting their mantle means that when making decisions, Ancient One must also reflect on whether her own behavior is in line with the code that a Supreme Sorcerer should follow.

This time, leaving the temple for Kailus had made her very conflicted. She faced criticism from other wizards and took on a huge risk of being observed by the dark forces.

She couldn't take any more risks.

Therefore, she must rush back to the temple now. Protecting the temple means protecting all mankind.

However, she could not tell others about this idea because of her status.

As expected, after Ancient One said this, Charles instantly looked much uglier. That was not only because Charles had just used his own power and brain wave amplifier to search for Jean Grey, which consumed too much energy.

The departure of Master Ancient One means that they will lose a very crucial source of support.

It’s not that he doesn’t have confidence in the X-Men, but Charles is a very cautious person. If the Ancient One is here, then even if someone tries to stop them, the Ancient One can solve everything.

"Master... do we have to leave now? If possible..."

Charles tried to dissuade her, but Master Ancient One had made up her mind and no one could stop her.

"I'm sorry, Professor, this is my duty, just like your duty is to protect Xavier House, so, I also have my duty."

Master Ancient One's words were so firm that they could not be refuted.

Charles could only accept this result. Indeed, he certainly understood the meaning of Master Ancient One's words.

Although they have identity barriers, their status in their respective places is similar.

Charles is the leader in the eyes of the Dove Faction mutants in the Mutant Academy, so it stands to reason that Master Ancient One should also be the leader in the eyes of the mages.

So Charles couldn't really dissuade him.

"Okay...Mage, I understand."

Indeed, Master Ancient One should be allowed to make his own arrangements. They, the mutants, are not qualified to dissuade the will of a supreme wizard.

"Then... that's it, Professor."

Master Ancient One nodded, then turned around, his robe fluttering in the wind, like a god-like existence.

Master Ancient One's eyes lit up slightly, and a teleportation array appeared in front of him. Opposite the array was the familiar temple scene, but there seemed to be something strange and unusual in the background of the temple.

"Master...when will you come back?"

At this time, Professor Charles asked a question. He really didn't want the Supreme Sorcerer to leave, but he had no choice. However, if possible, he really wanted Master Ancient One to come back as soon as possible after finishing his work.

"Hmm... time? I'll do it as soon as possible. It should just be a small matter."

Master Ancient One touched the Eye of Agamotto on his chest and smiled.

……

Inside the New York Temple, on the dark golden wall, there are two tightly closed windows, with only a few strands of light filtering in. It is extremely quiet.

"King? King?" After Master Ancient One came in, the teleportation array behind her quickly disappeared under her command. However, she looked around and did not see any other mages.

What was going on? Master Ancient One's heart began to stir.

She was very familiar with the New York Temple, as it was where she had lived for decades. However, at this moment, she inexplicably felt a little strange in this place that should have been familiar to her. However, she didn't know where this strange feeling came from. Perhaps she was just overthinking it.

However, she called out a few more times, but still no sign of the king appeared.

Such an abnormal scene made her alert.

What's happening here?
A golden light appeared in Master Ancient One's hands, and she was ready to use magic to teleport the person directly to her.

"Master...are you looking for me?"

At this time, a voice appeared, and a figure stood behind Master Ancient One.

It was the familiar Wang. Wang smiled, stood with his hands behind his back, and walked slowly down the steps. His posture was no longer the humble one he had before, which was quite strange.

Master Ancient One smiled and walked up to the king. She looked at the king in front of her and she also noticed that there was something unusual about the king.

However, she did not point it out immediately, but just asked casually:
"Did you find anything unusual during your time there?"

"I smell Dormammu's breath, can you feel it?"

"Dormammu?" The king shook his head.

"No, how could that evil god come here at this time? The temple is the most noble place in the human world." Wang said with a smile.

No?
Master Ancient One listened to his words and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"Maybe I am overthinking it. Wang, you are right. It is impossible for such a dark guy to appear in the temple."

Master Ancient One turned around.

However, the moment he turned around, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in Master Ancient One's eyes.

The moment her eyes contained murderous intent, the magic in her hand flew out and flew towards where the king was.

hum!
In the air, golden light flashed, energy exploded, and the space changed like glass. Then, the glass shattered, and the figure of the Mage King in the space also dissipated into ashes.

"Master Ancient One...what do you mean?"

Wang Mi's confused voice was heard in the void, but there seemed to be other voices mixed in with the voice.

The voice was deep and hoarse, like the devil's whisper coming from the abyss.

"Haha... stop pretending, you bastard, what on earth do you mean by pretending to be the king!"

Master Ancient One let out a loud shout, and in the shattered space, a black mist emerged. The black mist was extremely strange, and even Master Ancient One could not see through it with his magical eyes for a while.

Waiting for the black fog to dissipate on its own, Master Ancient One couldn't help but frown.

Because, the one in front of her at this moment was no one else, but the one she was very familiar with, who had been a mage in the temple for many years -

Lord Morton!

At this moment, Baron Morton's face seemed to be covered with a layer of extremely dark air, making it impossible to see his face clearly. However, one could vaguely see the evil smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)