Clarke

An unknown part of the universe, a remote planet.

A classroom built in a sea of ​​colorful flowers.

A dozen children were sitting in their seats, their faces full of desire for knowledge.

A gray-haired mother-in-law stood in front of the screen, looking at the children below kindly, and teaching them lessons gently and gently.

There was a sudden burst of continuous explosions and piercing sounds over the sea of ​​flowers.

Dozens of warships broke through the clouds and hovered in the air, their weapons pointed at the classroom.

A battleship slowly landed.

"chi"

The battleship hatch opened, and a slender man flew out of the hatch with an expressionless face.

The mother-in-law who walked out of the classroom stood at the door of the classroom. She had been frowning from the moment she saw the spaceship. Her pupils shrank when she saw the person flying down. She obviously knew this uninvited guest.

The uninvited guest floated from the cabin door to the classroom door, suspended in the air and spoke condescendingly.

"How come Grenville Norma, the chief mage of the Norma Empire and the executioner who threatened several nearby galaxies with blood, has now become a kind and kind country teacher?"

Greenwell looked at the people above with a complicated expression.

"Ebony Throat..."

Ebony Throat continued.

"I'm here to tell you a divination. To be precise, I'm here to tell a divination for Lord Thanos. I want it now."

Greenwell smiled bitterly, bit her lip and looked at the children in the classroom behind her. She understood that she did not refuse this option.

......

Greenwell asked the children to leave and go home quickly, and dug out his old props.

Greenwell took some precious gems handed over by Ebony Throat, muttered the secret words softly and put the gems into the magic circle in front of him.

There are more than a dozen extremely rare gems from different planets, many of which still have some blood stains.

Greenwell looked at these treasures from various worlds that were obviously just snatched, and silently mourned for those who had suffered.

Greenwell felt it for a while and said to Ebony Throat with an ugly expression.

"These gems are very precious. Logically speaking, they are enough for divination and other purposes, but now, there is still a lot left..."

Ebony Throat's expression remained unchanged, and a short dagger slowly floated out of his arms.

"I heard that the body of a diviner is the best material for sacrifice."

Greenwell trembled and sighed softly as he caught the dagger floating in front of him.

Greenwell picked up the dagger and looked at it, laughing at himself.

I naively thought that I could stay away from the past by staying away from my hometown, but I didn't expect that like my mother, I would end up in the worst ending of a soothsayer.

Greenwell put his left hand on the table, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he quickly cut off his thumb.

Greenwell used magic to stop his wounds, and put his thumb into the magic circle with a complicated expression.

Greenwell's expression changed drastically, and he turned his head to look at Ebony Throat.

Ebony Throat looked at Greenwell, and another dagger floated in the air and pointed at Greenwell.

"continue."

Greenwell's face was pale, and she knew that she might not die well today.

Greenwell weakly put the palm of his left hand into the magic circle, and after feeling it for a while, he suddenly roared in despair at the ebony throat.

"What he is looking for cannot be a gem. No gem is so precious."

Ebony Throat remained unmoved and stood aside expressionlessly.

"Young ignorant fortune tellers who ask such inappropriate questions will be punished."

"continue"

The dagger in the air tilted slightly.

Thumb, palm, arm, left leg...

For a long time, Greenwell, who had lost three limbs and a pair of eyes, numbly put his tongue into the magic circle.

Originally, the large circle on the podium was filled with sacrifices, like a checkout counter during a supermarket discount, with a hint of weird and ridiculous horror.

Greenwell piled his tongue on his right leg, and this time the magic circle finally responded. The runes of the magic circle gradually lit up, and a light screen appeared on the magic circle.

Ebony Throat stared at the light screen carefully, fearing that he might miss any information.

The picture shows a statue, a statue standing in a square.

The statue depicts a strong man in a cloak lifting a baby.

The screen gradually shrinks.

United States, North American continent, Earth, solar system, Milky Way...

The picture dissipated into the air little by little.

Ebony Throat looked at the picture with a complex expression, and he recognized where it was at a glance.

Ebony Throat watched the picture disappear completely, making sure that he had not missed anything. He withdrew his gaze with satisfaction and turned to leave the classroom.

In the classroom, Greenwell "watched" tiredly as Ebony Maw walked onto the battleship.

Dozens of warships jumped away one after another.

Greenwell slumped in the chair, breathing weakly.

After a while, the classroom door was suddenly pushed open.

A dozen men walked in nervously with weapons, looking at Greenwell who was still breathing and the things on the desk, their eyes full of fear and suspicion.

Greenwell looked at the men approaching slowly with weapons raised, and weakly raised his head to "look" at the ceiling of the classroom.

Is it true that witches cannot die well, mother?

......

Somewhere in the universe, there is an unknown void.

Ebony Throat projected his memory into the air and waited quietly for his master to read it.

Ebony Throat lowered his head respectfully and surrendered to the man in front of him on the chair with his back to him.

The chair slowly turned around, and a man over two meters tall with purple skin was deep in thought.

"What do you think of the results of this divination?"

Ebony Throat lowered his head and said cautiously.

"That's Odin's back garden, the playground for his two sons. There's no way Odin would allow us to go there."

Ebony Throat raised his head and looked at Thanos's face, and reminded him carefully.

"Although Odin has sent the Mind Stone to the collector now, Odin has always owned the Space Stone. Moreover, I heard that the leader of the dark elves was defeated by Odin's son not long ago."

"And after my investigation, it seems that there is a powerful mage there who has blocked Dormammu's invasion several times."

Thanos was thinking about something and muttered.

"Clues to space, mind, reality, and power are also there..."

Thanos's eyes showed a trace of enthusiasm and he laughed happily.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha good, four gems are already there, very close to my goal."

Ebony Throat also smiled.

"Congratulations, sir, for your plan is about to come true."

Thanos' face straightened.

"No, it's our plan"

"Yes, sir, that power gem..."

Thanos waved his hand.

"Send Ronan to explore the road."

Ebony Throat lowered his head and respectfully accepted the order to retreat.

Thanos sat on the throne, looked at his left hand, and slowly clenched it.

"This time, I won't make a mistake."

Thanos lowered his head, looking down on the expression on his face.

......

Earth, Kama Taj.

A thin woman was suspended in her room with her legs crossed, her eyes closed as if she were watching something, and a green "pocket watch" on her chest was glowing.

The woman opened her eyes and looked across the room, through mountains, clouds, and endless space.

"Is this the right path? And what will be the outcome this time?"

"Clark, can I trust you?"