Chapter 159: The Fall of the Sorcerer Supreme
Although the voice was faint, Gene was certain someone had called his name.
After a brief moment of thought, his V-shaped visor flickered. He understood what was happening.
The visor on his helmet dimmed. Then, a radiant blue neural network emerged from his body—like an Eastern myth of the soul departing the body. Gene’s neural essence separated from his mechanical shell and drifted into the real world.
He phased through the Kree-alloy ceiling and soared into the skies above. Behind him, a silver silhouette silently followed.
Finally, Gene hovered quietly above Earth, the silvery figure floating beside him.
Gene turned slightly and looked at the one next to him.
The Sorcerer Supreme—The Ancient One.
"So, you still let it happen?" Gene looked at the soul of the Ancient One, his tone cold. "I warned you. I told you so many times. But you clung to your ridiculous faith in that vague, useless philosophy of fate. You could have changed your destiny—so why let it play out like this?"
By the end, Gene’s voice had grown louder with restrained fury.
Years ago, Gene had already warned the Ancient One about her death—its cause and its time. In their later meetings, he had reminded her again and again that during her confrontation with her former student Kaecilius, she would be backstabbed and fall from the Mirror Dimension onto the streets of New York—dying in the most undignified way for a Sorcerer Supreme.
She could have avoided it. But the stubborn bald woman refused to act.