Black Robe: Gender Swap, I Have a Small Panel

Bane carefully presented the Eye of Fate to Loki, his posture extremely humble, a fawning smile on his face: "This is the Eye of Fate, possessing the power to discern truth from falsehood. I observe that your friend is still using an Eye of Agamotto at the level of a Daedric Prince. As your friend, it would be beneath your dignity to carry such a treasure... Brother, please take my eye and use it to upgrade her, wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Bain held the Eye of Fate before him, his eight pairs of legs slightly bent, his whole body leaning forward, adopting an extremely ingratiating posture.

That enormous compound eye was a size larger than Morgan himself, its surface covered with fine purple patterns that rose and fell slightly with his breathing, gleaming with a chilling light in the chaotic, distorted light and shadow outside of time.

Morgan subconsciously turned her head away, a strong sense of unease rising in her heart. She had seen countless strange gods and beasts, but this kind of attitude of offering her own eye as a tribute was really hard to feel good about, not to mention that the eye also exuded a strange pressure that seemed to see through fate.

However, Loki didn't even frown. He merely glanced at the Eye of Fate, his golden-green divine sense surging into it like a tide, quickly probing for any hidden tricks or restrictions.

After a moment, he confirmed that the eye was clean and undamaged, and that Bane had not tampered with it, before nodding in satisfaction.

With a slight turn of his wrist, a golden-green light bloomed in his palm, and in the next instant, a brand-new Eye of Agamotto appeared out of thin air in his palm.

This new eye-shaped ornament is a deep, dark blue, with its edges shimmering with tiny, star-like lights.

The pale blue laws of time flowed gently upwards like the most docile stream. He had crafted this himself after recovering some of his strength, and it was far superior to the Eye of Agamotto he had given Morgan in Odin's vault.

I had originally intended to give it to Morgan, but this time it just so happens that I've come at the right time. With the Eye of Fate that Morgan willingly gave up, it can even help him go a step further.

Without further ado, it boils down to two words—Refinement!

The tranquility of time and the unpredictability of fate intertwine without creating any conflict. Instead, they seem like a perfect match, slowly working together to create a completely new balance.

In an instant, the light dissipated, and a brand-new accessory landed steadily in Loki's palm.

Compared to the original version, its surface now features several fine lines interwoven with light purple and light blue, resembling totems engraved by laws, giving it an overall aura of unprecedented calmness and weight.

"Give."

Loki tossed the upgraded Eye of Agamotto to Morgan, and at the same time, Loki's divine thoughts quietly entered Morgan's mind.

The gist is that his time limit for arrival is running out, so it's time to stop while we're ahead and not linger. It's time to retreat.

Only now did Morgan truly notice that behind the "Loki's Favor" icon floating in front of her, there was a time limit clearly marked down to the millisecond.

The red numbers are ticking away at an absolutely precise speed; by all accounts, there are only two minutes left.

Two minutes later, Loki had to return to his universe; he couldn't stay a moment longer.

Indeed, Loki's favor was never for helping her kill enemies. In essence, it was just a temporary spacetime protective barrier, providing Morgan with enough "return time" to safely return, allowing her to escape unscathed under the watchful eyes of the gods.

Morgan nodded slightly, her fingertips carefully caressing the upgraded Eye of Agamotto in her palm.

The cool touch was mixed with the warm power of the laws; the laws of time and destiny flowed slowly through her fingertips, and an indescribable sense of weight welled up in her heart.

This gain has far exceeded her expectations. 14 billion fan points represent the faith and unwavering devotion of 14 billion beings. This power, converted into fan points, is enough to propel her to the realm of a demon god, and might even elevate her foundation to a new level…

Morgan didn't look at Bain again; she knew the game was over and there was no point in staying any longer.

Loki took a step forward with her, directly stepping into the spacetime rift that had opened in front of them.

The chaotic scene beyond the immediate time was instantly torn apart, replaced by the familiar interplay of metal and technology at the Spider Alliance base.

The next second, the two landed steadily in the center of the base.

Loki's voice rang in my ears, gentle in tone:

"Let's go. You've made a huge mess this time. This is no place for you to stay any longer."

Morgan nodded and slowly walked over to Wanda, Homelander, and Peter in his suit, who were frozen in place.

"Thank you this time."

If it weren't for Loki's timely appearance and protection, she would probably have already become Cain's prey, or been killed by other gods working together.

She kept this kindness in her heart.

Loki simply looked at her silently, without responding immediately...

No words were superfluous; everything was understood without being said.

The next moment, Morgan no longer hesitated, and the communication panel returned directly.

In an instant, a powerful force of spacetime enveloped her body, simultaneously enveloping the figures of Wanda, Homelander, and Peter in his suit, all of whom were frozen in time.

Her figure, along with the figures of Wanda and the other two, vanished from the Spider Alliance base, completely swallowed by the spacetime rift that opened instantly, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

At the same moment, Loki was sent back to the original Marvel universe by a force.

This is a timeline he hid within a crack in time, a timeline that is absolutely safe and not connected to broccoli...

In Asgard, in the dungeons.

Loki felt the power that instantly returned him to his "abode," and no matter how many times he experienced it, this method still amazed him.

He stretched out his fingers and gently tapped the cold stone wall beside him, producing a crisp echo. A slight smile appeared on his lips, revealing a meaningful arc that was both playful and excited.

"interesting……"

He murmured softly, his voice low, yet it echoed for a long time in the empty dungeon. His golden-green eyes gleamed with a sharp, profound light of inquiry.

He knew very well that Morgan's existence was like a pebble thrown into the calm lake of the multiverse, not only changing his own destiny but also bringing about more changes in other universes...

At this moment, the ripples had only just begun to spread.