The Himalayas, the top of the world, are said to stand on the highest peak and look out into the distance, and if you're lucky, you can even see the sea of South Asia... Of course, there is a limit to the eyesight of ordinary people, and this is just a beautiful legend.

As a place shrouded in wind and snow all year round, this place is inaccessible, and it is very suitable for some hermits and practitioners who need to hide from the present world, the holy land of the mage Kama Taj, and the holy land of the warrior, Kunlun, are all in this secluded mountain range that is not covered with snow, of course, most of them have been actively or passively transferred to the new world.

A utopia where the environment is better and where nature and civilization get along more harmoniously is obviously more suitable for spiritual practice.

Their departure made the ancient mountain range quieter, and there was a rare sense of relaxation when Cyber stepped into the snowfield that he had visited more than once in the snowstorm.

He can even clearly remember that a few years ago, he was on the same road, in this falling snow that does not transfer by human will, together with the very depressed Strange, struggling to find the legendary holy land of Kama Taj, and how he angered the ancient one, was thrown into the ice and snow, but unexpectedly met Mr. Quan who carried out the assault mission.

Those memories are surging in his mind, and the more time passes, the more they are fresh, but unfortunately, the ancient one has sacrificed for the world when the evil god invaded, and his old friend, Mr. Quan, has also stepped into the sea of stars, and now he doesn't know which galaxy he is on a mission.

Everything in the past has been separated, so that reality envelops everything in an unusually cruel way, in the first half of life, it uses this world to constantly give you beautiful things, and in the second half, it wants to cruelly take away these things the same.

Every loss, for people with rich feelings, is a painful parting that is difficult to part.

Saiber spread out his left hand and watched as the snowflakes fell from the sky one by one, gradually converging into a white snow in the palm of his black-gloved hand, and he slowly held it, finally letting the snowflakes melt in his palm.

"You're late..."

Cyber spilled water droplets from his palms to the ground, and he whispered, "2 hours late... Wasted 2 hours of my time. ”

"But I don't think you're bothered, just like a philosopher, standing in the snow and thinking about life..."

White-haired and dressed in his iconic medieval mage's coat, Strange slowly emerges from the waves of time with a delicate wooden box in his hand, and the apparitions of various eras manifest themselves in the temporal storm behind him, from ancient savage hunts, to medieval court balls, and even future starship battlefields.

"Time travel isn't always smooth sailing, and occasional tardiness is forgivable. ”

Strange smiled, "I just want to be perfect." ”

Being able to control time means being able to go up and against the current in the river of time all the way, and pushing the shackles of time to life and the existence of the self to a very high degree of "freedom", but to modify the river of time is a very risky thing, and if you are not careful, it will lead to disastrous consequences.

After mastering the Time Stone for 2 years, Strange also gradually understood why the former mentor, the guardian Master Ancient One, was never willing to intervene in the disputes of the world, because compared to the vast world river, everything in time seems meaningless, no matter how great or evil it is, in the wash of time, the waves they set off will eventually be completely smoothed out.

When you have time in your hands, everything that happens every day in this world has little to do with you...

"Well, I accept your apology... Are you ready?"

"Buzz"

The black and white lamp ring appeared on Cyber's hands, and together they jumped out, along with the dark red liquid wrapped around Cyber's right arm, and he looked at the wooden box in Strange's hand, and he whispered:

"That's it..."

"I threw myself into the stream of time... It took me almost 20 years to collect these fragments. ”

Strange's fingers caressed over the prosaic box, and he looked at Cyber:

"There's no next time, Cyber, all the usable moments have been intercepted by me, and if we fail, there will be no more chance!"

"Shut your crow's mouth!

Cyber snorted, and a curtain of space opened behind him, quickly shrouding the snowfield, temporarily stripping the land from the reality dimension:

"You guy's bad prophecies will always come true... Better pray that good things happen to us, anyway, come and help!"

As he spoke, the two of them quickly got busy, Cyber himself didn't know anything about spells, so the work of arranging the resurrection circle was done by Strange, using the most precious materials in the universe, for which Cyber was slaughtered by the collectors, and one-third of the proceeds from the sale of the tenth metal were used for these materials.

There are many of them that even the well-informed Doctor Strange has not touched, but no one will feel distressed... Because this time, they will resurrect the most important person to them.

"This is already the most complete and perfect spell array we can make, it's just a luxury!"

Ten minutes later, Strange breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the circle that shone with a strange light beneath his feet, and nodded to Cyber, who reached out and tore through the space, pulled out a silver wooden box, placed it in the center of the circle, and opened it.

Inside is an elaborate body... The white robe covered her body, and the face, the body shape, were perfectly restored to the image of the ancient one.

"It took one year for the best geneticists on Monarch to develop this perfect human body... They've done the best they can, with the hair she's treasured..."

Cyber shook his head: "It's also a good thing that she kept those hairs as treasures." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Strange, a strange smile on the corner of his mouth:

"Speaking of which, didn't you lose your hair? I thought that every mage who controlled the Time Stone would become bald!"

This question embarrassed Strange a little, and he shrugged:

"It's a necessary price to pay for controlling time, but I'm an archmage, and I have a lot of ways to keep my hair, of course, the color can't change back, but the thought of me going bald makes me shudder, and I don't know how much time it took my mentor to accept my new look... You know, she is actually a very beautiful person. ”

"So I restored for her what she had lost..."

Cyber smiled and reached out to brush the long black hair on his body, and he said with a smile:

"I'm sure she'll love it!"

"Alright, it's the most important step..."

Strange reached out and picked up the box from the ground next to him, he glanced at Cyber, who stood up from the circle and stepped out, Doctor Strange stepped forward, took a deep breath, as if to perform the most solemn ceremony, reached out and turned the wooden box upside down, pressed it to the forehead of the body, and then reached out and pulled out the mechanism of the wooden box.

With the crisp sound of machine springs, hundreds of time clips that had been intercepted from different timelines were layered on top of this body in a gorgeous way.

There is an ancient one who was the daughter of a farmer as a child, and ran happily in the fields.

There is an ancient one who was an apprentice of a mage and stayed up late to read in an antique library.

There is an ancient one who has grown up and officially become a mage.

There is the Ancient One who witnessed the great battle between Odin and Hela 1,300 years ago, crying on the edge of the battlefield that almost destroyed the civilization of the earth.

The Ancient One, who has made up his mind to hold the mysterious Eye of Agomoto in his hands.

There is an ancient one who holds the stone of time and wanders freely in time.

There is the ancient one who fought alone on Mount Olympus and fought Zeus in the sky.

There is the ancient one who forcibly expelled the gods, laid dimensional seals, and swore to protect civilization.

There is also the ancient one who established Kama Taj for thousands of years, the study of the lost secrets of the Hao Shou Sutra.

There is an unknown ancient one who resists the returning evil gods on an unknown battlefield.

There is the ancient one who meets Cyber and Strange for the first time.

Hundreds of fragments of time, in a linear fashion, poured the memories of every moment of her past existence into this body, until finally the moment when she dissipated into a point of light in Cyber's arms.

Seber and Strange, her heir and her last apprentice, stood in this special space, once again reliving the life of the legendary Supreme Mage, who, as she said in her final moments, had barely lived for herself...

"Memories are there, the past time fills her body, it's the ultimate I can do..."

Strange took a step back, and he looked at Cyber:

"The steps of soul recovery are up to you!"

"Revival? no! I don't want a mutilated soul, I have the best replacement!"

Cyber's left hand flipped outward, and an orange gem appeared in the palm of his hand, a scene that made Doctor Strange's eyes widen:

"Soul Stone, you're going to use it... Will they agree?"

"Who would disagree? Who would dare disagree?"

Cyber bent down and put the soul stone in his hand on the forehead of the ancient one, he reached out and stroked it on this face, and he whispered:

"This is what the world owes her! She sacrificed her future for the world... I'm going to give her back a future!"

The moment the soul stone touched this body, it slowly merged into the flesh and blood in a melting posture, and finally left only a diamond-shaped crystal sign, which appeared on the ancient one's forehead.

The complete memory was pulled by the soul stone and reorganized into the past of the Ancient One, but this was not enough, if she was allowed to revive like this, then what appeared would only be a copy of the complete memory of the Ancient One... That's not what Cyber and Strange want.

Therefore... There is one last step in this recovery!

"Strange!

Seeing that the body was already showing signs of opening his eyes because of the blessing of the soul stone, Cyber took a step back, and Doctor Strange, who was holding the time stone, stepped forward quickly, the green halo in his hand danced rapidly, forming 13 complex magic seals on his arm, he held his fingers on the cold left hand of the ancient one, and used his body as a support, forcibly linking the time of this moment with the time node of the ancient one's death.

The thread of time, which belonged to the Supreme Mage, was forcibly broken by Strange in a special way, extending a curved arc at the end, and finally formed a ring that was free of time.

At the moment when the ring closed, the ancient one's body quickly dissipated, as if it had been weathered in time, but in the next second, her body reappeared, and in this closed time loop, the ancient one's body continued to transform back and forth between death and rebirth.

But this transformation was not stable, so the next moment, Cyber's hand was also held on the ancient one's right hand.

The black and white light of death and life shrouded her body along her fingers, pushing the state of life and death into a stable balance, and the Stone of the World began to greedily absorb the inexhaustible life of Cyber's body, transforming it into new life into the body that had stabilized the Ancient One.

As their pale faces slowly regained their rosiness, Cyber and Strange glanced at each other, both seeing a hint of apprehension in each other's eyes.

In order to fight against the invading evil gods, the Ancient One sacrificed her future in exchange for her seriously injured body to restore her full strength, she has no future in the sense of existence, in order to achieve her impossible resurrection, Cyber and Strange can only use this cheating method to distort the timeline, extracting her time in the past and using it to fill the void in the future.

It's like a hamster wheel that rotates in place, which can move forever, but can never move forward.

There are drawbacks to this resurrection, as a strange being with no future, the Ancient One can't really participate in the progress of anything, otherwise it will interfere with the normal timeline, she can only be an observer of eternal existence, observing the changes in the world, her life is reshaped by the white light of Cyber and the time of Strange, so she is tied to death with these two people.

If any one of them dies, they will die along with the ancient one.

This rebirth is unusually demanding, but even so, Cyber and Strange are willing to take the risk...

Like Cyber said... This is what the world owes her.

"Buzz"

Feeling the cold touch of the wind and snow, the sleeping person finally opened her eyes, she looked at the snowflakes that kept falling in the hazy sky a little dazedly, she subconsciously stretched out her hand, took the snowflakes in her hands, and felt the unusually real feeling, the next moment, she suddenly turned over from the wooden box and sat up, the long black hair flying in the snow.

She looked back, in the cold snowflakes flying in this mountain stream, her former apprentice was already full of gray hair, and her successor was still the same face as when she parted, but those eyes had also become as deep as an abyss because of too much experience.

"You..."

"Welcome home... Supreme Mage. ”