Eye of the Watcher

This was certainly an interesting outcome.

As he listened to Eyeball Man’s account, Zhang Ye narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although he knew there were quite a few connections between the DC Universe and the Marvel Universe, and that they were relatively intertwined—some Marvel Universes even had comics depicting the DC Universe—this was the first time Zhang Ye had heard such a direct description.

"You saw her wearing a red-and-blue suit and red cape with your own eyes?" Zhang Ye asked again.

"Yes, yes. No, not exactly with my own eyes. That’s not how my ability works. The Eye of the Watcher helped me. With that thing’s assistance, I can ‘see’ things I have no knowledge of, as if an extra memory has appeared in my mind."

Eyeball Man answered loudly, terrified that one wrong word would provoke the other man’s displeasure.

Zhang Ye nodded thoughtfully at that.

Just as Eyeball Man had said, this naturally deformed criminal did not possess especially powerful abilities. Strictly speaking, among Ghost Rider’s villains, Eyeball Man did not even count as a first-rate character. Some newly debuted Young Avengers could easily subdue him.

Eyeball Man’s only impressive asset was the Eye of the Watcher. After all, the owner of this eyeball belonged to one of the oldest races in the Marvel Universe, a being with terrifying power.

The Watchers’ technology was so far ahead of the entire universe that the number of years could not even be calculated. Their race believed that all their knowledge and power belonged to the whole universe, so they had once gone to a planet whose civilization had just emerged and generously shared their knowledge with its people.

But in the end, the planet’s rapid technological advancement accelerated the corruption of its civilization until the entire planet was destroyed.

It was precisely because of that incident that the Watchers decided never to interfere in the affairs of any life-form in the universe. Instead, they would witness and record everything as observers.

And their favorite place was undoubtedly Earth, the "center of the universe." To say nothing else, the countless major events here were more than enough to keep them entertained.

After the meddler in this universe—ah, no, the Watcher—was murdered, one of his eyeballs fell into Eyeball Man’s hands and fused with him. Eyeball Man now possessed a portion of the Watcher’s abilities: perceiving reality.

What the Eye of the Watcher could usually see were major events capable of changing the world. With this ability, Eyeball Man could easily see great events that were about to happen or had not yet happened, and glean useful clues from them.

And perhaps that was also how the villains in this world could so easily obtain methods to kill superheroes.

"I almost forgot you had such a good thing on you." Zhang Ye smiled.

He truly had not expected Eyeball Man to be able to directly see Kara’s true form through the Eye of the Watcher. No wonder. For an eye capable of seeing through parallel universes, seeing Supergirl Kara was hardly difficult.

"What are you going to do!?"

Seeing the calm in Zhang Ye’s eyes, Eyeball Man instinctively felt a surge of unease. A bone-piercing chill immediately spread across his back.

"This sort of thing is too wasted on you. I think it would be better to let me use it."

Zhang Ye spoke calmly. Then, without caring about Eyeball Man’s reaction, he abruptly stretched out both hands. A strange force descended, instantly binding Eyeball Man in place and slowly lifting him into the air.

"No! Don’t kill me! Only I can use the Eye of the Watcher’s power! I can help you! I-I swear I’ll never betray you!"

Eyeball Man struggled desperately. Although Zhang Ye’s magical abilities were not particularly strong at the moment, they were more than enough to deal with an ordinary person like him. No matter how he struggled, Zhang Ye’s power held him firmly in place.

"Sorry, but I only feel at ease when good things are in my own hands. Besides, this isn’t the City Club. Perhaps you did not personally take part in the slaughter of the heroes, but your hands have long been stained with blood."

"No! Aah! Aah!"

A forbidden incantation flowed from Zhang Ye’s lips. This was magic he had comprehended after mastering the Separation of Reality; in a sense, it could be considered his own creation.

Eyeball Man’s chest split open. Yet the blood-splattering scene everyone had expected never appeared, as though an invisible force had tightly restrained it. Soon, an eyeball the size of a basketball slowly emerged from Eyeball Man’s chest, still connected to sticky blood and muscle tissue.

Pietro looked at Kara and mimed retching, earning an eye roll from her.

However, neither of them disturbed Zhang Ye at this moment. Casting magic required intense concentration and absolutely could not be interfered with, or it would have serious consequences.

"So this is the Eye of the Watcher…" Zhang Ye murmured as he stared at the eyeball, which looked no different from an ordinary one.

This was an excellent thing, no matter which faction possessed it.

Zhang Ye found it strange that a group of cunning, sinister villains had allowed Eyeball Man alone to possess such a powerful treasure. After all, this thing was no less formidable than the Eye of Agamotto.

Doctor Strange could use the Eye of Agamotto to cast powerful magic, and this eyeball could naturally do the same—perhaps it was even more powerful than the Eye of Agamotto.

Something this exceptional would be priceless in the hands of any magic user, yet those villains who committed every evil had simply turned a blind eye to it, allowing Eyeball Man to live with this treasure for decades.

Could it really be as Eyeball Man said? Had the Eye of the Watcher formed a connection with him, so that only he could use it?

At that thought, Zhang Ye shook his head.

Impossible. Any magical object, or even the organ of a powerful being, could be fashioned into a "magic artifact." Those rare creations that carried immense power could even be made into "Divine Relics." The only reason one could not use this eyeball was that one’s magical ability was not strong enough.

As Eyeball Man’s screams grew weaker and weaker, the Eye of the Watcher gradually revealed its true form and was completely stripped from his chest.

Feeling the unprecedented power emanating from the eyeball, Zhang Ye nodded. Rather than wasting this eyeball on such trash, it would be better to use it to make himself a powerful Divine Relic.

After all, even if he did not take it, that old Bullseye would eventually remove the Eye of the Watcher from Eyeball Man’s body.

However, the magical energy required to turn this thing into a Divine Relic probably would not be insignificant.