Just by being looked at, Gu Yi felt that her body was slightly numb, and the magic was running more rapidly than before, forcing her to deflect her gaze.
This was Ancient One's powerful magical power that suppressed all realms warning her - if she continued to look into that gaze, the magic barrier that Ancient One used to protect herself would be 'destroyed'.
And this was just the power of a gaze across countless multiverses. This gaze didn't even stare at her, but focused on a corner of the earth.
If the owner of this gaze were to take action against the earth, then the entire solar system and even the universe would be in doom.
Both Odin and Ancient One had to brace themselves up. They couldn't tell whether the owner of this gaze was a friend or an enemy, and they couldn't be sure whether their reaction would intensify the upcoming conflict and make the situation worse.
There are only a few people in this universe who can feel this gaze, and they are all top-notch experts, and they must also have a deep understanding of cause and effect cycles and the ability to predict the future.
On the other hand, no one else, whether it was Baron Mordo or Loki, could understand the vigilance of Odin and Ancient One. This was a gap in realm and a gap in strength.
But after an unknown amount of time, that gaze was still looking at the Earth from outside the infinite multiverse, nothing more.
In the magnificent Hall of Valor, Odin put down his wine glass and slowly rubbed his brow.
This gaze definitely did not belong to any existence he knew.
Not Dormammu, Mephisto, Sissos, or Emperor Weishan, but a completely unfamiliar superpower, powerful enough to easily destroy the universe.
Such a being actually set his sights on the atrium (Note 1). Something important must have happened there that even the God-King himself could not predict.
Thinking of this, Odin turned his attention to Thor, the God of Thunder, who was drinking and laughing heartlessly.
It seems that Thor's 'trip to Earth' will be slightly ahead of schedule.
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Jingle bell bell bell!
A shrill bell rang in the corridors of Midtown High School.
Heather was sitting in the physics classroom sorting out the textbooks. Although he had studied all the high school major courses by himself, he still had to listen to the classes he was supposed to attend. Unless there were very special reasons and approved by the school, the consequences of absenteeism would be considerable.
In serious cases, you may even be fined or required to perform community service, and your guardian will also be interviewed.
"Hi, are you the transfer student?"
A childish male voice came from beside Heather. He turned around and saw that the classmate at the next table was smiling at him.
This is a thin boy. His messy brown short hair is combed back into an adult-like back, showing off his big forehead and M-shaped hairline. He wears spectacle frames on the bridge of his nose like Heather, and the thick bottle
One look at the bottom glasses shows that the prescription is quite high.
This boy has a gentle appearance and an obvious nerdiness on his face. When he smiles, his curved eyebrows and forehead wrinkles will be very obvious.
He reached out to Heather and said, "Hello, my name is Peter Parker."
"Heather Anon." She extended her hand to avoid hitting the smiling man. Although Heather had no plans to socialize in high school, she couldn't help but stretched out her hand to shake Peter's hand.
Holding Peter's hand, Heather found that the boy was actually quite physically strong, at least he had a lot of strength in his hands.
"The word spread in our grade that a Connecticut straight-A scholarship winner entered Midtown High School. The principal was very happy."
Unlike his appearance, Peter seemed to be a talker. After shaking hands, he couldn't wait to say in a low voice:
"Thank God, I thought it was another 'lightning', but luckily you weren't."
Heather raised her eyebrows: "It's rare for high school seniors to transfer to another school?"
"It should be said that it is rare for a high school senior transfer student to receive a straight-A scholarship from Connecticut."
Peter pushed up his glasses frame and said with a smile:
"Shouldn't a treasure like you be accepted by your old school?"
Heather put the textbook on the table: "Maybe in my old school, Connecticut's straight-A scholarship was not a rare thing."
"Wow, that's a little hurtful." Peter leaned back exaggeratedly.
"Parker! Is there anything you want to share with everyone?"
The physics teacher who just walked into the classroom asked with a smile while putting the water glass on the podium.
"No, not at all."
Peter quickly lowered his head.
The physics teacher looked at Heather again: "Heather Annoon, right? I hope you can have a happy senior year at Midtown High School."
Heather raised the pen in her hand and nodded slightly.
It has to be said that the teaching level of Midtown High School is indeed the top level in Queens. Both the teaching ability and knowledge reserve of the teachers are no less than that of Hopkins Middle School in Connecticut, which is a high school in Connecticut.
One of the top ten prestigious schools.
Soon, the bell rang for the end of get out of class.
Peter Parker quickly packed up his textbooks and said to Heather in a brisk tone: "Want to know more about the major figures in the junior year of Midtown High School? I can take you with you, just treat me to a pastrami sandwich after school.
"
Heather said bluntly: "With all due respect, you look like you are at the bottom of the high school biological chain. Is it true that if I go with you, I won't be thrown into the trash can?"
"At least I can help you introduce which trash can is more comfortable to stay in."
Peter shrugged his shoulders, obviously getting used to being bullied and bullied.
"It seems that the bullying methods at Midtown High School are more civilized. They didn't press your head into the toilet, nor did they strip you naked and throw you in front of the basketball cheerleading team."
Heather put the textbook into her bag with a little regret in her tone.
Peter shuddered when he heard this: "That sounds really scary. Has the food chain at the bottom of Connecticut High School gotten so bad?"
Heather curled her lips: "It's the same everywhere. Come on, don't you want to introduce me to the famous people in the school?"
The two of them walked out of the classroom and into the corridor. At this moment, the corridor was full of students coming and going. Because there were no school uniforms, the students were dressed in a variety of ways, almost walking on the edge of the school rules.
Peter mingled with Heather in the crowd, and kept introducing his high school classmates to Heather in a low voice.
"Look, that tall blond man is Eugene Thompson. That guy is the ace of the football team. He is nicknamed 'Lightning' because he runs very fast. He especially likes to put people upside down into the trash can and beat them with his fists.
It’s very painful when people come.”
"That tall, fat guy is Ned Leeds. He is even worse than Thompson. He bullies others out of spite. He has a bunch of buddies hanging out with him. The bullied classmates call him '' in private.
Evil ghost'."
"That's Jessica Jones, a little transparent."
"Oh, Liz, what a pretty girl. I bet you're thinking like crazy about how to ask her out right now."
Peter kept talking nonstop in Heather's ear, and suddenly he stopped and looked steadily at the end of the corridor.
Heather followed his gaze and found a beautiful red-haired girl with a curvy figure standing there, seemingly waiting for someone.
"Mary Jane..."
Peter's eyes were almost drawn as he looked at the red-haired girl intently.
"I bet you're thinking like crazy about how to ask her out right now."
Heather jokingly repeated Peter's previous words.
Peter came back to his senses and lowered his head slightly: "I don't have that luck, nor do I have that time..."
Heather looked at Peter strangely: "No time? Why, after school at three o'clock in the afternoon, you have to be an office worker and work overtime until late at night?"
"Uh, almost."
Peter scratched his head and hesitated to speak, and finally just pulled Heather towards the classroom for the next class.
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Note 1: In Norse mythology, Odin is the Lord of the Nine Realms, and the Atrium in the Nine Realms is also called Midgard, which is the earth.