"Actually, we only want to live quietly—whether in some desolate tomb or in a Pocket Dimension unknown to anyone."
The leader of the Eternals sat down. Looking at Deathstroke's young human face, he sighed.
"Most Eternals know that the age of gods and faith has passed. None of us have ambitions of making a comeback, so we have always followed a policy of seclusion and no longer walked among humanity. It was our fault not to pay the Sorcerer Supreme a timely visit, but it is not too late now, is it?"
"Slurp." After sitting down, Zheng Xian said nothing. He merely drank his tea and listened in, and the others were in much the same state.
Carol had no idea what was going on, nor could she understand any of it. She was currently busy wrestling with the Flerken to keep it from eating the half-roasted duck.
Thanos had no interest whatsoever in Earth's internal strife. He did not care about distant relatives like the Eternals either. Sitting crookedly in a grand armchair that had been brought over, he continued contemplating Death.
Hela could understand some of it. Odin had once come to Earth and joined the Ancient Avengers in their fight against the Celestial Creator Lord, so some legends had been left behind in Asgard.
But she was still an outsider and had no standing to interrupt while Deathstroke was speaking. So she simply listened alongside the Scarlet Witch, who was quietly studying nearby.
"It is not too late, because time does not mean much to us Sorcerer Supremes."
Su Ming smiled and nodded. Stroking his beard, he looked at Thena behind Ikaris.
"Only a few million years late? Back when the Ancient Avengers drove back the Second Progenitor and completely chopped off the Celestials' claws from harassing