Chapter 333: With Odin Fallen and the Ancient One Gone, Clark Takes the Lead

"Vampires, do they really exist!?"

"If Spider-Man, parallel universes, and I as a cosmic deity exist, why would it be strange for vampires to be real?"

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Gwen found herself speechless in the face of such logic.

A gust of wind whizzed past, pulling the mask tight against her face. Though somewhat uncomfortable, Gwen was getting used to the sensation of flying.

At that moment, Clark's voice suddenly became more serious than ever: "According to the threads of fate, your troubles are far from over. I don't know why that vampire was so interested in you, but many threads of destiny connected to him also point to you."

"That vampire was not the end but rather the beginning."

Hearing this, Gwen muttered in distress, "Why are these disgusting creatures targeting me... could it be?"

"What have you figured out?" asked Clark.

Gwen nodded seriously, "I've heard that vampires are particularly interested in the blood of virgins, and my situation fits that description. Since you're an all-powerful cosmic deity, can't you help me..."

"Shut up!" Clark interrupted loudly. "What kind of time do you think this is? If you want to die, don't drag me into it! As a girl, you should show some restraint and not run off at the mouth!"

"Ha ha ha..."

Laughter like silver bells rang out among the iron forest of the city. This was the first time Gwen had gotten the better of Clark in their exchanges, filling her with a sense of achievement.

...

In Earth-199999, the Marvel Cinematic Universe where the original Clark resided, he was in his villa in Los Angeles.

Having just communicated with the consciousness residing in Gwen, Clark's lips curled into a satisfied smile.

He suddenly realized that he had been focusing on the wrong things all this time.

Previously, he had been obsessed with how to enhance his divine power through auto-leveling, which was utterly foolish and backward!

What has always been the foundation of Clark's being?

Divine power?

Infinity Stones?

Wrong!

It was his god-tier BGM system!

It was this very system that, even before he reached the power level of a sub-celestial, made even Death herself unable to harm him. He could simply snap his fingers and make top-tier multiversal entities obediently perform "Paradise" for him.

And in real battles against powerful opponents, his greatest reliance was always this cheat system.

Like the game-changing "Stormriders," the versatile "Paradise," or "The Hard Sutra" that could double his fighting power... even seemingly useless BGMs like "Just Like Love" could achieve unexpected results under his ingenious use.

Therefore, for Clark, gathering impression points was far more important than accumulating divine power.

And Spider-Gwen seemed quite capable of causing a stir. Now that he realized that the main goal of using a stand-in wasn't to level up but to "make money," he immediately sent a message to that consciousness, instructing it to support Gwen in stirring up as much trouble as possible. He wanted Spider-Woman's name to surpass Captain America's and even become known across the universe!

How far they could go depended on Spider-Gwen and that sliver of divine power.

Disconnecting from the spiritual link with his divine power, Clark expanded his consciousness to encompass the entire Earth.

And this was far from his limit!

This was another benefit of ascending to the multiversal level. Even if his power increase was limited, many other aspects had reached unprecedented heights.

Now, Clark could sense anything happening in any corner of the Earth with just a thought, reminiscent of when he sat enthroned in Valhalla, overlooking the Nine Realms.

Whether it was to learn about anyone's situation, he needed only to think it.

Hank was devising his umpteenth defense plan against alien invasions;

Hill was busy planning SHIELD's next global deployment;

Tony was refining his Iron Man suits;

Hank Pym was tinkering with his Pym Particles;

Ava was listening to "The Heart Sutra," attempting to communicate with the Phoenix Force within her;

Daisy was taking a shower...

...

After expanding his divine power further, Clark stopped focusing on individual details and began to observe the entire Earth more broadly.

It was a marvelous feeling, like watching an epic battle unfold in a historical saga. Although he could see every detail on the battlefield, the overarching view was much more awe-inspiring.

Even a broad glance allowed him to comprehend many significant events happening on Earth at the moment.

And it was this near-omniscient feeling that made Clark aware of some very discordant matters.

The New York Sanctum had been destroyed!

Alarmed, Clark immediately began searching for key individuals. Strange and the Ancient One were unexpectedly in a hospital in New York, and

 from the looks of it, the Ancient One was severely injured and receiving emergency care!

With a thought, Clark appeared in the hospital. He found that the bodies being treated and attended to by doctors, those of Strange and the Ancient One, were merely shells; their souls stood by the window, speaking.

Without needing to astral project, Clark adjusted his own temporal flow to match theirs and made everyone in the room automatically ignore his presence. Stepping forward, he joined Strange and the Ancient One, jokingly remarking, "The way you two are, it looks like you're in love, and the shy kind at that, where even holding hands takes a lot of warming up."

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The Ancient One merely smiled faintly, not without envy, "You truly are blessed. It's only been a few days, and you've already changed again, reaching heights I can't even begin to comprehend."

Clark shook his head, "But still within your realm of understanding, isn't it?"

The Ancient One might not have been the strongest—her full power was perhaps on par with a celestial being—but her frequent traversals of the multiverse gave her an unrivaled breadth of vision.

It seemed that even the likes of Clark or Dormammu, beings of the multiversal level, did not exceed her understanding, perhaps only beings on the level of the Living Tribunal or those akin to OAA would be beyond her comprehension.

The Ancient One merely smiled, not seeing her broad but not deep knowledge as an advantage, and spoke in a relaxed tone, "With you here, Dormammu will find it hard to pose any threat to Earth again."

Clark confidently declared, "If you were to live a few more years, I'd let you see the day Dormammu is completely defeated."

+6666 impression points from Stephen Strange!

Strange couldn't believe Clark thought he could confront someone like Dormammu directly and was even confident about defeating him.

More importantly, the Ancient One didn't object!

Strange, still adjusting to being a sorcerer, wanted to know why Clark was so formidable.

The Ancient One gently shook her head and sighed, "The balance of the universe needs to be maintained. The Dark Dimension cannot be erased; even if you kill Dormammu, Omar or another demon will take control of the Dark Dimension. They will still covet the Earth."

Clark, his killing intent clear, replied, "But killing Dormammu would at least have a deterrent effect, letting others know what fear is!"

The Ancient One smiled calmly, "I hope so. The rest is up to you."

As she spoke, her soul began to fade away: "My time is up. Don't be sad; I am merely returning to Vishanti's embrace. You should be happy for me."

As her last words reached Clark and Strange, her soul had already vanished.

Perhaps, as she had said, she was returning to Vishanti's embrace.

Strange, sighing, suddenly turned to Clark and asked a question he still hadn't fully grasped, "The Ancient One, in her fight against the Dark Dimension's Dormammu, chose to draw on dark energy to sustain her life. Was this right, or wrong?"

Clark looked at Strange oddly and simply said, "She mentioned before leaving that she was returning to Vishanti's embrace."

With that, he stepped away and disappeared completely from Strange's view.

Strange's soul was stunned by Clark's words for a second before he chuckled and shook his head, returning to his body.

+2333 impression points from Stephen Strange!

Clark's implication was clear to someone as intelligent as Strange.

The Ancient One returning to Vishanti's embrace meant that Vishanti acknowledged her status as the Sorcerer Supreme, even though she had absorbed energy opposed to it.

As for what Strange or Mordo thought, it didn't matter to Clark.

They had no right to judge the Ancient One's actions.

Her seemingly random last words meant exactly that, unapologetically.

After stepping out, Clark's form was already outside the destroyed magic sanctum in Hong Kong.

Dormammu, today I'm here to end you!

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