Formatting

Agatha did not react at first. Her mind was a mess, and she had no idea what Zhang Ye meant by clearing the memory.

But after a moment of silence, she still voiced her question.

"Extracting the energy from the eyeball isn’t difficult, but the problem is that I can’t control such immense power. In less than five minutes, I’ll be blown apart by it."

"I know. That’s why I need you to channel that power into something else," Zhang Ye replied.

"Something else? I don’t think there’s anything that can withstand that energy. If you could bring Thor here, perhaps I could give it a try." Agatha frowned and spoke after a brief moment of thought.

"There’s no need. Besides, there are no more ‘gods’ in this world. If we want to deal with this, we can only rely on ourselves." Zhang Ye turned around and said seriously. "So channel it into me."

Agatha silently stared at Zhang Ye’s Bird-Beak Mask. She had already lost count of how many times she had been shocked in such a short span of time. Having encountered so many Black Wizards, Agatha could guarantee that not even the followers most heavily corrupted by Mephisto would be mad enough to do something like this.

Personally coming into contact with that power was no different from seeking death. Agatha dearly wanted to pry open Zhang Ye’s head and see what exactly was inside.

"You’re not joking, are you?" Agatha’s brows knitted tightly.

"Of course not. Don’t worry, I’m not doing this unprepared. Since I’ve made up my mind, it means I’m fully confident."

The Eye of the Watcher was a very peculiar thing. To ordinary people, it was more like a treasure trove carrying immense wealth, except that the treasure was filled with countless bombs and curses. Perfectly controlling it was no easy task.

The same was true for Zhang Ye. If he truly forcibly fused with the Eye of the Watcher, then even if he could barely endure the history of countless ages within it, he would definitely be branded as a Watcher and become one of the Watchers for the rest of his life.

It was a bizarre curse of fate, and its source was one of the gods from the beginning of creation. The severity of such a restriction went without saying.

Therefore, Zhang Ye naturally would not stupidly hand over everything about himself. Right now, he only wanted to format this eyeball, then remake it in his own image.

Extracting the universe’s taboos and history was not easy. Over immeasurable ages, the Watchers had witnessed the development and annihilation of countless things. There was not only the origin of life, but also far more secrets that should never have been recorded.

The power contained within was enough to drive an ordinary person mad with a single glance. Even Zhang Ye could not guarantee that he would not be affected by those things.

Fortunately, when it came to matters involving time, the Time Twister and Miss Minutes could be of considerable use.

After all, the Time Twister had been created specifically to record timelines. At this very moment, it even stored every record of the Ruined Universe from its birth to its destruction, so synchronizing the Eye of the Watcher was not particularly difficult.

Zhang Ye raised his hand and controlled the enormous eyeball as it slowly descended. It finally hovered around five centimeters above the table in front of Agatha, and then he spoke calmly.

"Time waits for no one. Let’s begin."

Zhang Ye’s tone was confident, but in Agatha’s eyes, he seemed more like a cultist even crazier than Dormammu’s followers. Still, seeing that Zhang Ye would not rest until he achieved his goal, Agatha ultimately nodded.

"I hope you really are prepared."

As soon as she finished speaking, Agatha slowly extended both hands.

Purple light blossomed from her aged hands. At the same time, Agatha closed her eyes and began chanting incomprehensible incantations.

Zhang Ye did not interrupt her. He merely watched Agatha quietly. There were many ways to use telepathy and mental magic, and Zhang Ye was currently lacking in that area. If he could secretly pick up a few tricks from Agatha, that would be a good thing.

As the purple light intensified, the Watcher’s eyeball reacted as well. The basketball-sized eye gradually emitted dark blue energy, which transformed into bolts of lightning that continuously struck the surrounding ground.

At that moment, Agatha’s already aged body became even more hunched. Clearly, forcibly casting magic of this level in such an environment, even merely for transmission, came at no small cost.

Dark blue lightning suddenly swept across the ground. Soon, the places it struck began to turn mottled and aged. The finely built bricks and tiles weathered at a visible rate, while everything nearby became murky under the influence of that power.

"I’ll draw out a portion first. If you can’t withstand it, I’ll stop in time." Agatha raised both hands high, and fierce dark blue lightning flashed with blinding light between her palms.

"Bring it on."

Across from her, Zhang Ye was already prepared.

Strictly speaking, Miss Minutes was the one who was prepared. She had activated the Time Twister’s Bluetooth, and any information transmitted within a certain range around Zhang Ye would be received by the Time Twister’s processor.

"Catch it."

Agatha’s entire body trembled. Then she gave a gentle push, sending the dark blue lightning in her hands directly toward Zhang Ye.

The immense force slammed into the space before Zhang Ye. Before he could react, he suddenly felt an energy burst open in front of him. Strands of lightning like tiny snakes continuously appeared, then gradually transformed into fragments of memory that flashed repeatedly before his eyes.

Countless scenes entered Zhang Ye’s sight. He even saw the war between the Skrulls and the Kree, as well as Odin opening up the Nine Realms. Those magnificent images flickered past his eyes like scenes on a revolving lantern.

Sir, should we back up this information?

Miss Minutes’ voice echoed in Zhang Ye’s mind, pulling his attention away from the endlessly flashing scenes.

"Of course we should back it up," Zhang Ye answered without hesitation.

Understood. Backup in progress.

Thanks to this information, our previously empty cloud storage now has some records. Furthermore, with these records, we can shorten the time needed to document this universe.

Miss Minutes’ voice remained as pleasant as ever, and her mood was as cheerfully foolish as always. However, her words brought a faint look of surprise to Zhang Ye’s face.

"We can shorten the time needed to document the universe this way? By how much!?"

Calculating…

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