The neon lights flickered outside the window, and no one knew that just a few hours earlier, this place had been devastated, and the city had spun on the brink of disaster, and then staggered lightly and survived.

The metropolis is still bustling and lively, and it really feels like a modern open city compared to the gray tones of Gotham.

The little spider who took off his uniform, wearing the hooded T-shirt common to American teenagers, was a childish mess like a young man who went to high school nearby, he looked at the window for a long time, and the sense of alienation from the world became more and more obvious, he was like being in the shadow of the city, and the glamour of the metropolis was like two dimensions.

In the picture, the spiders are all pale gray tones, and they have no presence in the space.

This is not an adjective, but rather a description of the fact that the Prophet knocked on the door and walked in, but did not find him in the first place.

"I just suddenly lost sight of you!" The prophet came to him before the little spider and spoke to him.

"I may have gone somewhere else!" The little spider diverted the topic and said, "The clothes you picked out for me fit well......"

"That's because I'm already very familiar with you, including the size ......" The prophet smiled ambiguously, and lay down on the single bed of the little spider, looking at him teasingly, "Guess in a certain timeline, in a certain future, I don't... Tasted you? She gave the spider a suggestive look.

The little spider was so frightened that she stammered: "I... I didn't... Wait, you're not here to talk about these things, are you? ”

The Prophet sighed, gave up the little spider who was flirting with innocence, and sat up from her bed.

"You just disappeared from the timeline! In that moment, all about your future is gone. I can not see you...... It's like ......"

"It's like I'm out of time!" The little spider took over.

"You know what's going on!" The Prophet said solemnly: "Peter, you should tell me." ”

"It's just a necessary price...... "You don't think you won't pay anything for using an artifact that can reverse everything, do you?" When you disrupt the order of time, time is also eating you. When I interfere with the laws of time, I will naturally be rejected by the theory of time, until I am banished from time. ”

"This gem, the Eye of Agamodore originally belonged to a mage, he was my comrade-in-arms, and when we fought side by side against the invaders, you used the artifact to reverse time and save a ruined city, and then he was captured in front of us, by a presence outside of time."

"The river of time protects us from the prying eyes of some monsters outside of time, and once you break the law, you are rejected by time until you are banished out of time."

The Prophet nervously asked, "What about now?" Are monsters out of time also eyeing you? ”

The little spider showed a look of crying and laughing: "Remember the mage I said?" He's a good mix outside of time, he's cut off the prying eyes of beings outside of time, he's a dimensional mage now. So when I was rejected by time, I happened to be able to meet him. ”

The little spider wasn't lying, and after using the Eye of Agamodore and going back in time throughout the Metropolis, he realized that something was wrong.

He began to drift away from the world...... Sometimes he was in a daze, feeling that a second had not passed, and the world had changed around him, and when he was walking down the street, about to return to the hotel, in a trance on the road as if he had passed by something, he found that it was already dark.

And he stood on the street, with no contact with the bustling cars and crowds around him, as if they existed in two different worlds.

Time in this world began to repel him, and he occasionally appeared to be out of place with his surroundings.

At that time, it was precisely when time was at its lowest level of protection for him.

Originally, Peter thought that he would be captured by an existence outside of time like this, just like he had seen Strange disappear on the battlefield, but when he was most repelled by time, he felt that he had disappeared into this time, and he suddenly felt someone standing in front of him looking at him, as if there was a rough glass window between the two.

I can only see the general outline vaguely, and I can't see clearly through my nose and eyes.

But he also heard the man talking: "Peter...... I'm Strange, don't worry about me, I'm doing well outside of time, and the indigenous people here are very 'welcoming'...... Overall, I'm a good mixer, and I've become a small, humble dimension spokesperson, maybe a third-rate dimension lord! ”

"This gives me some power to protect you from being captured by someone sent by some dimension lord who has a holiday like me."

"I can only tell you something when the barrier between me and you is at its weakest...... First of all, be careful of Chen Ang, pay attention to him, he is the black hand behind everything, believe me He is hidden deeper than you imagined, and the truth behind it is more terrifying than you imagined...... For reasons that cannot be said, these things cannot be described to you in detail. ”

"All I can say is that he is one of the most feared dimension lords out of time."

"Compared to him, Dormammu of the Dark Dimension is just a small character!"

"His origins are very ancient, they can be traced back to the origins of civilization, he is part of the myth, some kind of dark hand that has been through history. He used to meddle deeply in our mage's affairs......"

"Secondly...... There's something wrong with the world, it's not that simple......"

The sound became more and more ethereal, and then the little spider heard only some murmurs, all the strange sounds that could not be described in words, and he found that this sound began to affect his spirit, until he came back to his senses, and he had begun to return to time, so the sound outside of time was a kind of pollution and interference.

It becomes very eerie, mixed with the whispers of history, some stories of the past, prophecies of the future, very confusing and weird.

Because this is a sound outside of time, after entering time, it is contaminated with certain light and information of history and the future, and becomes distorted and distorted.

In the end, Peter had to use the Time Stone to keep himself out of time, only to hear Strange's final command: "...... Go after the truth, but don't be deceived and hurt by the truth. Reid is the key ...... You have to work closely with him...... Finally find your allies. Except for Chen Ang, anyone in this world is worthy of trust and cooperation. ”

"The world is closely related to our world, and the familiar people and things you see are real."

"Finally...... Good luck. Spider Mage ...... Learn more about magic! As a Supreme Mage, it's too ...... for you to use the Eye of Agamodore with the means of technology It's too much! ”

"Don't be afraid to make mistakes, because everything is irretrievable. And the world ...... There's nothing more to lose! ”

………………

"What did he tell you?" The Prophet asked, looking at the little spider's brown eyes.

The little spider lied and said, "He asked me to learn magic...... Learn to use the Eye of Agamodus and save him. ”

The Prophet breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You can't trust him so easily, because he may not be the mage you know." It could be that a monster outside of time is using his image to lure you into their trap, or it could be that the mage himself is no longer enough to trust. You don't know what happened to him when he was banished out of time, anything is possible. ”

"The Second Prophet said, 'Let him be impressed by the three days' farewell."

It means that when a person leaves for three days, there is a possibility of amazing changes, and you have to dig out your knowledge of him from your eyes, wash it and look at it again. It means that a person cannot be trusted after being away for three days! ”

"I'll be careful......" Spider interrupted, "By the way, do you know anyone who is proficient in magic?" ”

The Prophet hesitated, and a gritted expression appeared on his face: "I know a man...... No, it's scum, and he's more proficient in magic...... But promise me, you can't trust him even if you die! ”