Although he complained about Van Dark's easy dumping, but in order to get away, Owen didn't mind being an easy dump, he had a lot of things to do, tracking an unknown number of prophets on the earth, this thing was really not suitable for him to do, but this thing was the cause and effect he caused himself, and he couldn't care about it, but he could find someone to take the blame, but this person who took the blame had to be voluntary. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Compared to who Owen is looking to take over, and Betty and Hill, the two are much more worried, they are thinking about the shadows within S.H.I.E.L.D., Betty has always disliked this kind of thing, but S.H.I.E.L.D. is a force that affects the world, once the insight plan is eroded, it will be an incomparably catastrophe for the world, and it may be more serious than an alien invasion.

The three of them each had their own thoughts, and after eating, they did not disperse immediately, Owen bit his spoon and was thinking about who to find to pick up the pot of the prophet and the Inhuman, while Betty and Hill each pinched their knives and forks and held their chins to think about what shadows were inside S.H.I.E.L.D., and whose black hands were driving the Insight.

"Words......" Hill came back to his senses for a long time, put down the knife and fork in his hand, looked at the plate in front of him with only some food scraps, and looked at Owen who was biting the spoon and was distracted, and couldn't help but look sideways slightly.

"Huh?" Owen came back to his senses, put the spoon in his mouth, put it in Sarah's bowl, looked at Hill who was looking sideways at him, and snorted inquiringly, what are you doing with this kind of gaze?

"By the way, when are you going to go on an interstellar trip? As I recall, you seem to have promised Van Darkk to recover the Prophet. Hill came back to her senses and couldn't help asking, she also remembered this matter, there is no way to do this, play a yarn interstellar travel.

"Yes! You agreed to it. Betty also came back to her senses, put down her hands holding her chin, and said in slight surprise, she promised someone else's things, you have to do it well, and this matter is also very serious.

"It's a big deal." Owen looked at the two girls who mentioned this matter, and nodded his head, because this matter is important, so this matter is also troublesome, and it is necessary to find a suitable person to take the blame.

"And what are you going to do?" Hill nodded slightly, not only important, but also clueless, what method will this guy use to deal with it? I'm looking forward to some new magic.

"Maybe you can use the magic of Scouting." Betty and Ciel thought about going together, but she knew more about spells, so she couldn't help but propose, causing the outsider to stare at Ciel.

"Not much, too long." Owen grinned and shook his head, according to the history of the lower cities of Puerto Rico, the Cree had been doing this kind of experiment for many years, and those prophets were stored there, and I don't know how long they were taken away, and the spell may not be detected.

"What kind of magic?" Hill looked at the two people who were talking, feeling a little ostracized, and couldn't help asking.

"It's a reconnaissance technique, going back to a certain period of time." Owen explained that his current path can use the Blood Mirror to look at the sky, probe the box containing the prophet, go back in time, and see who took the prophet inside, but this is risky, and if the time is too long, his backtracking may not be enough.

"How long?" Hill's eyes widened slightly, there was still this kind of spell, going back in time out of thin air, recreating the scene, this sounds amazing, how long can you go back.

"Why don't you give it a try?" Betty had heard of this kind of spell, but she didn't learn it, and with the same idea as Hill, she was looking forward to what this spell would look like.

"I don't know, so let's try." Owen listened to Betty's courage, and was also slightly moved, sooner or later this matter will have to be solved by himself, if it can be solved now, then there is no need to drag it out like this and find someone to take the blame for himself.

Under the instigation of Betty and Ciel, Owen himself was also very moved, and simply cleaned up the space, and then released the box in the necklace and put it in the open space, and then Owen began to concentrate on the exercise, silently congratulated for a moment, bit the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the blood mist rose into the air.

"Wow!" Watching Owen spit out a mouthful of blood mist directly, Betty and Hill didn't expect that the blood mist flew into the sky above the box, and it did not dissipate, but condensed into a red light, shrouded in the left and right of the box, and within the range of the red light, between the changes of light and shadow, different scenes were displayed.

The reflection of time returned, as if it was going backwards, first the Owen family, then Shavis, the three Kree pushed the box back into the low-lying hole, and then the Kree left, the box waited there quietly, the light and shadow picture changed, as if it was a fast rewind, extremely fast, Hill and Betty on the side widened their eyes, and the two only saw the constant scene turning, and they couldn't see the specifics of the picture.

"Isn't it too fast, we'll show it." Hill looked at the constantly flipping and fixed picture, and couldn't help but say, such a quick flip of the picture, because it can't be seen clearly, will reveal important clues.

"Here we are." Owen's face was inexplicably relieved, and the picture froze suddenly, showing two figures, a man and a woman, from a low-lying low hole, digging out the box that was buried in the ground, and then opening the box, which was not empty, but containing a row of items.

This thing is like a small long stele, but on the whole, it has an irregular shape, many sides and many angles, one end is tortuous, and the surface is silvery, this is the prophet containing Terrigan, the woman among the two people, picked up a small stele, and the silver-white appearance of the small stele immediately flashed with a trace of golden light, and on the silver-white surface, there were also floating threads, forming a connection of dots and lines, the same pattern that Owen found in the dungeon.

Seeing the woman pick up the prophet, the other man immediately spoke, not knowing what he said, but the woman shook her head, then looked back at the man, and said something in her mouth, and the man's face showed a look of despair, and then his face was anxious, and he wanted to say something, but the woman just ignored it.

"Can you hear the voice?" Hill looked at the two people who spoke, and couldn't help but be a little anxious, damn it, he couldn't lip talk.

"Click!" With Ciel's words, the blood mirror shattered all of a sudden, breaking into pieces of red broken lenses, which slowly dissipated in the air.

"No more." Owen blinked and pouted his head, uncomfortable, too uncomfortable, this kind of behavior of going back in time was very exhausting for him, as if people kept staring at the picture, their eyes did not blink.

"Are you alright?" Betty looked at Owen's expression and couldn't help but ask worriedly.

"It's nothing, it's just a drain, I want to rest." Owen waved his hand.