"You discovered them long ago, but you didn't act because they weren't a threat yet?"
Alan Folker looked at the Ancient One and asked in surprise.
It was just as he had guessed; how could any movement in the World escape the Ancient One's perception?
"That's right. I believe someone will deal with them, and because I'm already exhausted from dealing with the Great Demon King Dormammu, I don't have that much energy. As long as they don't destroy the World, there will be superheroes to deal with them." The Ancient One nodded calmly, without any concealment.
"There's a unique aura about you, very different from superheroes. Your power is immense. From you, I suddenly see a glimmer of hope. The Karola Clan making an enemy of you is their most unwise decision. You are a power they cannot surpass."
Alan Folker smiled faintly and said excitedly, "So, you think highly of me, or do you want me to become your disciple?"
The Ancient One put away her magic, walked to the side, and sat down, responding, "I think even if I wanted to take you as a disciple, you wouldn't agree."
"Your power is constantly growing stronger, and magic might be even more of a hindrance to you."
Upon hearing this, Alan Folker was startled and said in surprise, "You've been observing me all this time. You're also the first person to understand my power so clearly. As expected of the Sorcerer Supreme."
The Ancient One showed a meaningful smile and did not answer, as if her gaze suggested someone else, and the target was not Alan Folker himself.
Alan Folker didn't mind, but everything was as he had expected. The Sorcerer Supreme protected the peace of the World, and as long as there wasn't a World-destroying power, she would never act casually.
"After this, I won't interfere, but I don't want to see you violate my rules." The Ancient One left a sentence, and her entire person vanished from the chair in the classroom.
The entire classroom returned to silence.
Alan Folker looked at the disappearing spark-like energy circle, revealing a hint of surprise.
magic was indeed powerful. The spatial magic that allowed free movement would be very convenient even for going to the ends of the earth.
Now that the Ancient One knew of his existence and also didn't stop the creation of Hollows, he could let Johnny help him find more evil souls.
At the current rate of Hollow creation, within a week, he would have a small team of Hollows.
He wasn't sure how powerful Hollows would be in this World, but they definitely wouldn't disappoint him.
Just as Alan Folker was deep in thought, a system voice rang in his mind.
[Congratulations to the host for creating the first Hollow in the Marvel Universe! The ability developed by impersonating Grim Reaper Aizen is 100%, and the impersonation progress has increased to 60%!]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Hogyoku! For the next stage of impersonation, without increasing impersonation progress, the first form of the Hogyoku can be activated!]
"Impersonation progress 60%! That's certainly good news!"
"But it only gave me the Hogyoku without activating its first form. It feels like buying a cola without a straw."
The Hogyoku possessed its own consciousness and could absorb and materialize the hearts of things around it, and it could protect the host's body from death and destruction. When the host's power reached its limit or their life was threatened, the Hogyoku could evolve the host to the next realm.
The true power of the Hogyoku was to materialize a person's inner desires according to their thoughts, but the condition was that they needed to possess the strength to realize that wish.
Currently, Alan Folker had obtained the Hogyoku, which meant he possessed the power of immortality. With this power, although he couldn't completely say he could run rampant in the Marvel Universe, he had complete capital.
In the God of Death World, the Hogyoku had a physical form, but now the Hogyoku had completely become a Hollow and merged with Alan Folker's body.
Strictly speaking, this merged form already belonged to the Hogyoku's first form, but Alan Folker needed to increase his impersonation progress again to fully activate the power of the first fusion.
Despite this, Alan Folker was somewhat disappointed, but after the Hogyoku merged, he had already felt this powerful force.
And only after obtaining the Hogyoku did Alan Folker truly possess the power of Grim Reaper Aizen. Aizen in his Hogyoku form surpassed all other powers, practically invincible.
Alan Folker smiled with satisfaction. Indeed, his guess was correct; invention and creation were also part of Aizen's abilities. Next, he would continue to create Hollows and other inventions.
In the city, within a dark palace.
The Blood Queen and Shadow were also reporting on the current situation, including the actions of Alan Folker and Ghost Rider.
Inside the murals, one mural flashed with a red light, and a red, burly middle-aged man jumped down from the stone wall.
The entire ground let out a huge roar the moment the red-skinned middle-aged man landed.
"Armor, with your help, I think dealing with Ghost Rider will be more than enough. Use your power to smash him to pieces." Shadow showed an excited smile, looking forward to the scene of Armor brutally beating Ghost Rider.
The Blood Queen's face showed no expression. Thinking of Alan Folker's ability, it seemed none of the twelve great leaders had the power to deal with him.
Even without fighting, the aura formed by his spiritual pressure had already won half the battle.
Therefore, when she saw Armor appear, she didn't feel at ease at all. With brute force alone, even if it could destroy the World, once controlled, it was just cannon fodder.
"This time, I will eliminate all the enemies hindering our plan." Armor said excitedly. He was always warlike; combat was what he craved most.
"Very good, Armor. I hope to hear good news, not a series of failures." A red light emanated from within the stone wall, and a loud, cold voice said.
"Don't worry, Great Demon King, even if that guy called God of Death is strong, he won't withstand my punch." Armor clenched his fist and said excitedly.
"Don't be too confident, God of Death's spiritual pressure caused even Shadow to suffer a great loss, and Shadow's ability completely suppresses you." The Blood Queen said very disdainfully.
She wasn't looking down on Armor; his strength was indeed very strong, but God of Death's power was very special. If the twelve great leaders were not all awakened, it would probably be difficult to deal with him.
"Blood Queen, are you scared? A mere human, no matter how strong, has weaknesses." Armor sneered and replied.
"Are you sure you want to deal with his weakness? That's someone you can't afford to offend even more, the Goddess of Death Hela of Asgard. Our Karola Clan does not want to be enemies with Asgard." The Blood Queen said sharply with a haughty demeanor.
Armor didn't speak. He wanted to prove with facts that the Blood Queen's idea was wrong!
He gave the Blood Queen a cold look, then turned and left the palace.