He was a freak of nature. There was no comparing yourself to him. ...
Mordo was only thirty, yet he had almost reached the level of an archmage. He was outstanding among his peers, which was why the Ancient One had told him not to push himself so hard.
Mordo took the Sorcerer Supreme's teachings to heart and stopped what he was doing.
He answered respectfully, "As you command, Master."
The Ancient One continued, "You only need to do what you can. If the sky falls, someone taller will hold it up. You don't need to worry so much."
Mordo replied bluntly, "What if the taller person can't hold it up either?"
The moment he said it, Mordo regretted it. How could he ask such a stupid question? I'm done for. Master Ancient One is definitely going to give me a scolding.
Perhaps he had spent too much time with Wong and had started speaking without thinking...
The Ancient One seriously considered Mordo's question. For once, she did not scold him. Instead, she said earnestly, "If even the taller person can't hold it up, then there really is nothing we can do. If the sky falls, let it fall!"
If they had done their best and still could not stop it, there was nothing else to do but accept their fate...
Chapter 511
Mordo froze for a moment at the Ancient One's answer. Had the Sorcerer Supreme been injured too badly?
How could such words come from her mouth? He could not tell whether she was joking or had some other reason for saying something so discouraging.
Seeing Mordo's blank expression, the Ancient One paused, then smiled in acceptance.
Mordo was thoroughly alarmed. For years, the Sorcerer Supreme had always been stern and unsmiling in his eyes, serious and rigid