Chapter 158: Gold Enchantment
Not far after Loya left the throne room, he saw Sif waiting outside, which reminded him that Sif hadn't taken Jane around Asgard together with The Warriors Three.
Sif walked up and said with a smile: "The palace is not in the capital of Asgard, but in the outskirts of Asgard. I will take you there."
Loya nodded. Thor had done a good job; he just liked living in a quieter place, which made it very convenient no matter what he wanted to do.
Soon, the two came to a place similar to an Earth parking lot.
However, what was parked here wasn't cars, but a type of small flying boat that combined magic and technology, capable of hovering and flying.
This was Asgard's means of transportation, just think of it as Earth's cars.
The flying boat's speed was very fast, at least supersonic, and there was no noise during flight. Inside the cabin it was extremely stable, and this was only the civilian model; the military model was even more exaggerated.
Even with such a fast speed, it still took more than half an hour to arrive near the palace, which was enough to show the vastness of Asgard.
Loya stood on the flying boat, looking out through the magic shield. Before he could even see the full view of the palace, his eyes were dazzled by the golden light reflected by the palace.
He looked closely, and when he saw the full view of the palace, he couldn't help clicking his tongue repeatedly: "Damn it, as expected of the Asgard prince, he is so fucking rich!"
A resplendent palace sat by a winding river.
The palace's construction style carried a strong Nordic style, grand and magnificent, at least over a dozen stories high.
The building materials were extremely plain, being pure gold without a trace of impurities.
The choice of the palace's location was also extremely sophisticated, backing the mountains and facing the water, with beautiful scenery, which was enough to show the thought put into it.
On the flying boat, through Sif's introduction, Loya already understood that this palace was located within the royal territory and would definitely not be disturbed by others.
Loya nodded repeatedly. Thor really put his heart into it, um————and a lot of money was used too.
This guy looked carefree, but his mind was actually quite delicate.
Arriving at the palace, Sif didn't say much and directly took Loya to the palace's basement.
Looking at the things inside the basement, Loya was almost drooling.
There was nothing else inside the basement, only neatly stacked gold bars.
Sif introduced from the side: "This is the gold left over when building this palace."
But how could Loya still listen? His eyes were filled with gold, and he immediately took out the "pay-to-win enchanting table" from the System Space.
Collecting gold didn't need to be like previously collecting U.S. dollars where the U.S. dollars had to be put inside; it only required shining the light of the golden orb on the enchanting table.
The gold illuminated by the light would instantly disappear.
Soon, Loya turned all the gold inside the basement into enchantment counts on the "pay-to-win enchanting table".
[Remaining Normal Enchantment Counts: 1495]
[Remaining Gold Enchantment Counts: 412]
"I've struck it rich!"
Loya was ecstatic in his heart. A full four hundred plus Gold Enchantment counts, and this was still just the gold left over from building the palace; as for the entire palace, that was an even more astronomical figure.
Prince Thor was truly inhumanly wealthy, truly worthy of being the son of the king of the nine realms.
Loya didn't think anymore and immediately put the "solar judgment" into the enchanting table, preparing to test the effect of the gold enchanting table.
Seeing this, Sif quietly retreated, feeling that it was better not to disturb at a time like this.
Loya silently chanted in his heart: "Enchant once first."
Enchantment successful!
[Alien Slayer + 1]
Hm?
Loya was slightly stunned; immediately, a single enchantment was already the advanced enchantment effect of previous normal enchantments.
Did that mean the advanced enchantments of normal enchantments had become the normal enchantments in Gold Enchantment?
To simply explain it, normal enchantment was high school, and Gold Enchantment was a famous university.
The top students in high school, when arriving at a famous university, were overall just at a normal level.
Of course, one time couldn't explain much; he had to try a few more times.
Loya immediately chanted in his heart: "Enchant ten times!"
Enchantment successful!
[Holy Slayer + 2]
[Dark Slayer + 3]
[Undead Slayer + 3]
[Alien Slayer + 2]
"Damn! What kind of luck is this!"
Loya cursed inwardly. Ten consecutive Gold Enchantments didn't even produce any other unseen enchantments. This luck was truly black beyond measure, possessed by an unlucky person.
You must know that ten times was ten cubic meters of gold; how much money was that!
Of course, it was also possible that the probability of advanced enchantments in Gold Enchantment was indeed extremely low.
But at least one thing could be confirmed: his previous guess was correct. The advanced enchantments in normal enchantments were indeed just normal enchantments in Gold Enchantment.
Loya shook his head and continued to chant: "Enchant twenty times!"
Enchantment successful!
[Holy Slayer + 1]
[Dark Slayer + 10]
[Alien Slayer + 7]
[Blade of Madness]
[Blade of Breaking Falsehood]
"Items dropped!?"
Looking at the two enchantments that had never appeared before, Loya's eyes lit up.
Unlike previous enchantments, these two enchantments had descriptions.
[Blade of Madness: The more HP the user loses, the higher the increased attack power.]
[Blade of Breaking Falsehood: Deals extra damage to enemies in special states (soul state, ethereal state, etc.). Furthermore, it attacks special units used by enemies such as illusions, clones, projections, and mirrors, calculated based on the weapon's own attack power and the user's attributes, dealing a certain amount of damage to their main body.]
"This enchantment effect is not bad."
Loya nodded with satisfaction.
There wasn't much to say about "Blade of Madness"; he probably wouldn't use it under normal circumstances. Losing health points or things like that still felt too lacking in security.
And this "Blade of Breaking Falsehood" was quite good. Looking at the description, it was specially effective against special states like souls, and could also directly deal damage to the main body through the enemy's projections.
Leaving aside how much the damage calculates to, this level of insult was maxed out.
It was equivalent to slapping someone across a screen; dealing with Dimensional Demon God would have new tricks in the future.
It's just that————
This was just too expensive.
A full thirty-one enchantments, and only two special enchantments came out, not even a single item-exclusive skill enchantment.
This enchantment was what Loya wanted to witness the most, but unfortunately it didn't drop.
If enchantments like "Blade of Madness" were advanced enchantments in Gold Enchantment, then skill enchantments should be top-tier enchantments, right?
The gold consumed by these thirty-one enchantments was thirty-one cubic meters of gold. How many villas could that buy on Earth?
Alas, once you enter enchanting, it's as deep as the sea; from then on, your wallet is just a passerby~
Fortunately, he had a truly wealthy buddy, otherwise even if Loya went to rob, it would take a very long time.
According to the information presented in his mind by the enchanting table, advanced enchantments in Gold Enchantment like "Blade of Madness" and "Blade of Breaking Falsehood" could only be enchanted once.
Unlike enchantments like Holy Slayer and attack, their counts and effects could be stacked.
But in terms of effect, the latter was definitely better.
As for the reason, it was also very simple.
To explain it in more layman's terms, the former enchantment was a numerical enchantment, while the latter enchantment was a mechanism enchantment, and not just a mechanism, it also had a certain numerical value.
The latter enchantment's effect was related to the user and possessed growth potential, so there was no such thing as stacking counts; it belonged to unique enchantments.
If he had to distinguish between high and low, Loya stated that there was no need to distinguish at all; they were both adults, so naturally he wanted all of them.
Wanting both numerical values and mechanisms, this was the perfect enchantment and the core gameplay.
Loya thought about it and decided to do another twenty Gold Enchantments. If skills still didn't drop, then he would have to stop.
He couldn't hang himself on a single tree. Besides weapon enchantments, he also had staves, armor, robes, jewelry, and other things to enchant. He could pad his luck a bit before coming back to enchant weapons.
He shouted inwardly: "Enchant me another twenty times!"
Enchantment successful!
[Alien Slayer + 12]
[Dark Slayer + 8]
[Life Drain]
[Majesty]
[Life Drain: When dealing damage to enemies, restores own health points according to a certain ratio.]
[Majesty: blazing sun verdict exclusive skill enchantment. Using this skill releases the solar coercion of the blazing sun verdict, greatly deterring enemies within range. It has an extreme deterrent effect on those with unsteady minds or disloyalty to their own race, and can even cause them to mentally collapse and die. (The deterrence range is related to the user's own attributes, the effect is related to the weapon's status rank and the user's attributes, and using this skill consumes mental power).]
"It actually dropped!"
Loya was overjoyed, but before he could carefully check this exclusive skill enchantment, a burst of footsteps suddenly sounded in the basement. Looking towards the sound, it turned out to be Thor coming.
However, Thor at this moment had none of the joy of having recovered his divine power and being praised by Odin. Instead, his brows were tightly furrowed, his face full of sorrow, feeling as if he was about to break apart.
Seeing this, Loya was somewhat puzzled: "What's wrong with you? Weren't you doing fine just now? What? Too cocky and got beaten up?"
Thor sighed, as if all his strength had been drained, and said listlessly: "I was tricked by Loki again, he broke out of prison..."
Loya: "???"
Even this can be broken out of?
Chapter 159 Odin's Request and Gift
Loki breaking out of prison was actually within Loya's expectations.
This guy failed to fall into the wormhole when the Bifrostwas destroyed. Given his usual personality, it would be stranger if he didn't look for a chance to break out of prison.
I just didn't expect it to be so fast and smooth.
No matter what, it's Asgard's most heavily guarded prison, but this is a bit of a joke.
Why does it feel like Asgard's cell is just like some District 13?
It purely depends on whether he wants to go out or not, right?
What's absurd is that Loki didn't break out of prison sooner or later, but chose to do it just when Thor came back.
Isn't this purely messing with his mindset?
Slapping someone at their happiest moment, it has to be the God of Mischief who knows how to mess with his brother's mindset.
And looking at Thor's decadent appearance, he probably couldn't absolve himself of blame regarding the prison break.
Loya was a bit curious about what happened between the two brothers, so he asked, "By the way, what happened? Could it be that Loki broke out of prison because of you?"
"Sigh————" Thor let out a long sigh, ran his hands through his hair wildly, and looked annoyed, "That's right, it's because of me."
He explained, "I missed Loki very much, and I wanted to let him know that I had recovered my divine power and realized what responsibility is. So I told him about what happened recently."
Speaking of this, Thor's face was full of puzzlement and grievance, "When I told him that the reason I recovered my divine power was because of you, he suddenly smiled happily, and then turned around to tell me that he understood everything, he understood it all. Everything he did before was wrong, and later he even wailed and repented."
"And you actually believed it? You even let him out?" Loyastared at Thor with a strange expression.
Thor rubbed his sore eye sockets, his tone a bit awkward, "Yeah, he used to say he loved me. So I thought he really knew he was wrong, and planned to let him out to see Father and Mother."
"As a result————" His tone was full of grievance, "As a result, he deceived me! He cheated me with illusions and punched me in the eye before escaping! I couldn't control my divine power well and didn't stop him."
Loya raised his eyes and looked closely at Thor, and sure enough, he found that the color around Thor's eye sockets was a bit wrong, with some bruises.
He couldn't help but be speechless.
Thor's move was tantamount to rubbing salt into Loki's wound, pouring chili water into it, and stirring it a few times by the way.
Wasn't Loki's mind a bit twisted at first just because he thought Odin favored Thor more?
Everything he did was to prove that he was no worse than Thor and more suitable to inherit the throne than Thor.
As a result, it's great now.
Thor, whom Loki had always regarded as a silly big brother, not only proved himself a step ahead of him, but even over-fulfilled Odin's trial.
If it were just that, fine, but Thor even ran to the dungeon to share these things with Loki.
Thor must have thought this was simply sharing joy with family.
But at this time, the blackened Loki would probably not think so.
He would only think that Thor was showing off and provoking him, chasing him all the way into the cell to keep provoking him. Could this be tolerated?
Of course, Loya felt that Loki's determination to escape should also have an inextricable relationship with him.
It's hard to say who Loki hates the most, but the Earthlinghe hates the most is definitely Loya, without a doubt.
Loya not only made Loki shout the extremely humiliating "I love Thor" before, but also beat Loki up hard, the kind that stepped on his face and rubbed it into the ground.
Now he learned that Thor recovered his divine power and passed Odin's trial because of Loya.
To put it simply, Loya snatched Loki's favorite big brother, became the big brother's benefactor, and was even treated as a very important guest by his own family.
He turned out to be an irrelevant person instead.
Presumably, Loki's mentality was stimulated to the point of explosion right now, so breaking out of prison was a very normal thing.
Thor sighed repeatedly and reminded, "When Lokiescaped, he specifically said he wanted to take revenge on you. You should be a bit careful; he always keeps his word about such things."
Loya tilted his head and stared at Thor with a strange expression, "Do you think he couldn't beat me before, but will be able to beat me later?"
"Uh———— Um————" Thor was momentarily speechless. It seemed to be really like that; he had seen with his own eyes that Loya was getting fiercer day by day, and Loki coming back for revenge was just asking to be beaten.
Loya asked doubtfully, "Did you look for me just for this?"
Thor nodded and shook his head, "Not entirely. Father asked me to notify you that when you are ready to leave, remember to go find him. He has something for you."
Loya raised an eyebrow, finding it a bit strange why Odinwanted to give him something, but still nodded and agreed, "I know."
A flash of inspiration hit him, and he winked at Thor, "Do you want me to help you find Loki back?"
Loya tried to trigger a quest here with Thor.
Hearing this, Thor seemed tempted, but still shook his head, "Father said to let him calm down, and he will come back when he figures it out. I'd better listen to Father; he seems to have other arrangements."
"All right." Loya nodded and didn't force it. He just didn't know if Loki would still become the fuse for Avengers 1 this time.
Thor chatted for a few more words and then turned to leave. He had tossed around for so long and hadn't had time to show Jane around Asgard; if he delayed any longer, his romance would be gone.
After this small episode, Loya put his attention back on Gold Enchantment.
Thor and Loki's love-hate relationship had lasted for many years, so there was nothing to care about. It was better to see if he could enchant other props with special effects or skills.
Loya immediately put the mage robe into the pay-to-win enchanting table and performed one hundred ordinary enchantments first.
[Toughness + 20]
[Thorns + 53]
[Fire Protection + 6]
[Durability + 6]
[Fall Protection + 5]
[Blast Protection + 10]
Looking at the attributes of the ordinary enchantment, Loyasmiled with relief.
The mage robe was just a robe. Although it would increase attributes related to strength and defense, its own defense was really not that great.
But the enchantment given happened to be Thorns, which required getting hit to trigger. That was amazing; he wasn't a masochist.
He shook his head and continued with Gold Enchantment.
"Enchant it fifty times for me!"
solar judgment only produced a skill enchantment after fifty enchantments. Loya felt that fifty times should be an auspicious consecutive draw count.
But the results are often unsatisfactory.
Enchantment successful!
[Mental Attack Resistance + 12]
[Projectile Protection + 8]
[Physical Attack Resistance + 11]
[Energy Attack Resistance + 9]
[Blast Protection + 8]
[Night Vision]
[Water Breathing]
[Night Vision: Able to see in the dark, no different from daytime]
[Water Breathing: Able to breathe freely underwater, no different from land]
Looking at the attributes of the Gold Enchantment, Loya's face turned black.
Fifty times yielded a mere two special enchantments. Although the effects were considered pretty good and could adapt to combat in different environments, it was far too far behind the previous solar judgment.
solar judgment had at least three special enchantments and one skill enchantment after fifty-one enchantments.
He finally understood now that special enchantments and skill enchantments should be very difficult to get. Perhaps he was just lucky before.
To verify this point, Loya put the knight's armor into the pay-to-win enchanting table for enchantment.
It was still one hundred ordinary enchantments plus fifty Gold Enchantments.
The result was even more outrageous: not only did it not produce a skill enchantment, but it only produced one special enchantment.
Enchantment successful!
[Battle Mage: When wearing this armor, physical resistance and magical resistance are increased by a certain percentage based on the user's intelligence attribute]
"Damn it!"
Loya couldn't help but curse. This luck was too dark. This enchantment was pretty good, it just had only one special enchantment.
But one thing was certain: special enchantments and skill enchantments were indeed very difficult to obtain. The skill enchantment of the solar judgment was just an unlucky person occasionally acting like a lucky European emperor once.
Loya shook his head and decided to stop after enchanting the amplification staff. Obviously, his luck wasn't very good today. One must not get carried away with gacha draws, or else they'd end up jumping off a building.
He put the amplification staff into the enchanting table. This was his first time enchanting a staff-type prop.
As a result, the enchanting attributes were similar to normal weapon enchantments, except for an extra spellcasting efficiency enchantment.
Then he performed fifty Gold Enchantments again. Unexpectedly, the result was unexpected: it actually produced a special enchantment and a skill enchantment.
Enchantment successful!
[Giant Slayer: When holding this weapon, additional magic damage is dealt based on the enemy's maximum health]
[Fatal Strike: This is an exclusive skill enchantment for the amplification staff. Using this skill will consume ninety-nine percent of the remaining energy in the user's body to unleash a powerful fatal strike. After use, the user will become extremely weak due to low energy (the power is related to the user's total internal energy and energy intensity)]
Loya looked at these two enchantments and nodded with satisfaction.
Not to mention the first enchantment, it was best used to deal with high-health targets.
This second one looked like a desperate skill, but to Loya, it wasn't that scary.
You must know that he still had reserved energy. After using this skill, he could completely replenish it with the reserved energy.
As long as he controlled the time difference between replenishing energy, he should be able to treat this desperate skill as a regular skill.
Melee weapons, staves, armor, these had all been Gold Enchained once, which could be considered a complete system, and his combat power had improved a lot again.
Loya put away all the props and didn't plan to enchant anymore today. Compared to the solar judgment's fifty times yielding three special enchantments plus one skill enchantment, the latter few props were really too dark.
It was better to save up more counts and crush it directly with quantity in the future. Was he afraid he wouldn't get good drops?
Moreover, it was also preparing for props that might appear in the future, and he didn't know if the special enchantments of props had a limit, so keeping some counts was always good.
Anyway, after getting on good terms with Thor's family, gold wouldn't be lacking in the future.
With a thought, Loya communicated with the eye of auroraand instantly returned to the Villa on Earth.
He planned to bring Felicia and Cat Goddess to Asgard to play as well. I have to say, the location of the palace chosen by Thor had very good scenery and was very suitable for tourism.
But when he returned to the bedroom, he didn't see the two women.
He only saw a note placed on the bedside table, which was a message left by Felicia.
"Cat's friend is looking for her in a hurry. I'll accompany her to Egypt for a trip, and we'll come back after finishing things~ Love you, Felicia and Cat Goddess."
Loya's brows twitched slightly, his eyes flickering uncertainly.
You must know that Cat Goddess was the cat goddess of the Egyptian pantheon. Leaving so suddenly to go to Egypt didn't seem like a good sign.
But he didn't plan to chase after them to ask what was going on. After all, everyone had their own secrets and things to do, and they deserved mutual respect.
Besides, both of them wore the rings Loya had given them before. With the "accessory box" in hand, he could monitor their status at any time without worrying about any accidents happening.
Loya rolled his eyes, seemingly thinking of something, and his expression instead became a bit expectant.
He actually hoped someone in the Egyptian pantheon wanted to harm Cat Goddess, so that he could make a move justifiedly.
Separation Magic could not only separate superpowers; the so-called divine authority was also within the scope of separation.
And in the compendium of spells, there should be the most spells dealing with this kind of god.
It depends on what the situation over there is really like.
Loya smiled slightly, his figure disappeared again, and the next second he had already appeared in Asgard.
He walked around the palace and suddenly felt bored.
It was too big here, and there weren't many people. It was boring to look at alone.
Loya thought for a moment and went straight to the throne hall, ready to see what Odin was going to give him.
Arriving at the throne hall, Odin was sitting on the throne with a smile, looking in an extremely good mood, without any sign of being bothered by Loki's prison break.
Loya walked over and greeted, "Your Excellency Odin, I heard from Thor that you have something to give me?"
Odin nodded, took out a long box from behind the throne with a smile, and handed it over, "Inside here is a piece of Uru Metal. There is something I'd like to ask for your help with."
Loya's eyes lit up as he took the box. Could it be that the next stage quest of Ragnarök was about to begin?
He casually replied, "Look how polite you are, just say it."
Odin smiled, "Loki has escaped. According to his temperament, he will definitely come to you for revenge. I want you to properly enlighten him after catching him, just like Thor did."
[Odin issues a quest to you]
[Quest: Reconciliation]
[Attention! This is one of the Ragnarök quest nodes]
[Objective: Make Loki understand the meaning of self, return to the family, and find his own meaning]
[Reward: Experience Points + 1000, Odin Favorability + 20, Special Prop * 1]
Sure enough, it was the next stage quest of Ragnarök.
But I didn't expect the quest to be about Loki. Was he going to wipe out both brothers in one net?
Loya complained inwardly, then nodded towards Odin, "No problem, leave this to me."
When Loki throws himself into the net, just burn him once with the Eternal Flame.
Odin nodded with satisfaction, took out two exquisitely crafted boxes from his arms, and gently handed them to Loya, "This is a thank-you gift for helping Thor. Please accept it, hoping it will be of some help to you."
"Ah, this————" This made Loya a bit embarrassed. In fact, his biggest contribution should be burning Thor once, but he didn't expect to still get a gift.
Should he say Odin is magnanimous, or should he say Odin is polite?
Loya thought about it and still symbolically politely declined, "You are being too polite."
Odin waved his hand and heavily patted Loya's shoulder, "You deserve it."
Then he shoved the boxes hard into Loya's hands and turned to leave.
Loya held the two boxes with a dumbfounded face and muttered to himself: Could it be that I am really popular with the elderly?
He shook his head, a thought flickered, and he returned to the Earth Villa.
The night grew darker.
Loya slowly opened the two boxes, and when he saw clearly what was inside, he couldn't help but sigh, "As expected of Odin and Frigga, truly amazing."
What was in the boxes was nothing else, but two books of magic knowledge notes.
One was the magic system notes of Vanaheim, which involved a lot of magic knowledge about life itself, natural cycles, element communication, and so on.
It looked like it was written by Frigga. It didn't involve many spells, mostly theoretical knowledge and magic insights, but it was accompanied by an extremely detailed illusion magic.
Now he knew where Loki learned his illusion magic.
And the other one was the rune magic notes, written by Odin, which was likewise theoretical knowledge and magic insights.
These things happened to be what Loya needed.
Obviously, Frigga and Odin also saw Loya's specialness, just like Ancient One did back then.
Advising him to refer to other magic instead of learning any single magic system, and to walk out his own path.
Just from this point, one could tell that Frigga, Odin, and Ancient One were the same kind of people—all unfathomable old schemers.
No wonder in the Avengers plot, when Thor traveled through time back to the past, he was seen through by Frigga at a glance. Her strength was terrifying.
Loya sighed, "Each of them is so good at acting; could it be that they all want to retire?"
Time flew by, and two days passed in the blink of an eye.
Loya hadn't received any quests from S.H.I.E.L.D. or Hydrathese past two days, but the assassin missions he had Shadow soldiers complete contributed a thousand experience points.
Every day he was either studying the two magic handbooks or cooking for Ancient One, that freeloading old timer.
Finally, today.
After Ancient One finished dinner, she contentedly put down her bowl and chopsticks.
She said to Loya cheerfully, "I'm full, it's about time to start working. Let's go, let's go deliver warmth to Dormammu."
Chapter 160: Dormammu, I Am Here to Bring You Warmth
Hearing Ancient One's words, Loya, who was studying the magic notes, suddenly raised his head, his eyes almost shooting out light.
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Having no decent tasks for two consecutive days, he was already burning with impatience.
Furthermore, the task involving Dormammu was also related to creating the Shadowkhan, making his heart itch even more.
Loya couldn't wait to stand up and urged Ancient One: "What are we waiting for? I've always loved bringing warmth to others, and they all praise me for being a good neighbor."
Ancient One smiled and shook her head: "Do not let your guard down; Dormammu is very dangerous."
As she spoke, she slowly stood up, waved her hand casually, and opened a portal leading directly to the quiet room in Kamar-Taj.
The two passed through the portal, and Loya looked around curiously.
This was the same quiet room where he had met Ancient One before, except there were many more things added.
On every wall of the quiet room, there were dense magic patterns and magic circles, nested one inside another, dazzling to look at.
Within each magic circle, there were wisps of green light clinging to it, and gazing at it for a long time gave a feeling of time being pulled.
Loya felt that this should be related to the Time Stone.
Before he could ask, Ancient One explained: "Traveling to the dimension where Dimensional Demon God reside is a very dangerous matter; that is their home turf, and they are nearly omnipotent there."
"Therefore." She waved her hand, and the magic circles in the room fully manifested, with green light flowing around each one.
"Therefore, I must borrow the power of the sanctuary's magic circles to provide us with protection, and use the power of time to briefly disrupt Dormammu's perception, creating an opportunity for us."
As her voice fell, the magic circles in the room experienced a strange twitching, one after another, as if turning yet not turning.
Loya felt a headache coming on from watching, his eyes sore and his brain slightly dizzy.
To put it colloquially, these magic circles dropped frames under the power of time, stuttering along; no wonder they could affect Dormammu.
Loya rubbed his eyes, stopped looking at those freakish magic circles, and instead asked: "What on earth are we going to Dormammu's dimension for with all this trouble? It should be very difficult to do anything to him in his own dimension, right?"
He had always had this doubt, and now he could finally ask it taking this opportunity.
"Very simple." Ancient One smiled slightly, "I just feel that drawing power from the Dark Dimension relying on the secret arts of the Dark Dimension is too slow, so I plan to directly rob the power of the Dark Dimension."
Doing this is not only efficient, but it can also disgust and warn that fellow, making him not dare to act recklessly for a short time.
"No way? So fierce?" These words directly stunned Loya. What did it mean to go to a Dimensional Demon God's dimension to rob power? Could this be right?
Was Ancient One of this Universe a bit too excessively bold? Her idea was also extremely outrageous; openly robbing power in a Dimensional Demon God's dimension was truly a bit crazy.
But hey — — — — quite spirited!
He just liked this kind of adventurous Ancient One; only then would there be more tasks issued, and she was truly a good task issuer.
Seeing Loya's expression, Ancient One thought Loya was a bit flustered, and comforted him: "Rest assured, with my arrangement, everything is foolproof. At least your life safety is not a problem, trust me."
Loya shook his head with a smile, stretched out two fingers and rubbed them together: "I don't mean to doubt you; I just want to say, share a portion of the power you rob with me, as I am also very short on power."
Dormammu's Dark Dimension power likewise matched the Shadowkhan and could serve as a source of power for the Shadow.
With this power, there would be no need to painstakingly extract power from the dimension where the Beast resided; over at the Beast's side, one not only had to extract it, but also weed out the negative influences within.
As for Dormammu's power, it didn't need to be so troublesome; one only needed to weed out the negative influences. With one major step reduced, the time saved was quite substantial.
After all, this was being robbed, not extracted. How could extraction ever be as fast as robbery?
As for what Ancient One's purpose in robbing power was, Loya didn't care much; as long as there were tasks and benefits, that was enough.
Ancient One's expression paused slightly, secretly delighted in her heart.
It seemed she had still underestimated Loya; this fellow was truly a born Sorcerer Supreme—to be this shameless was just right! The position of Sorcerer Supreme could finally be passed down!
She immediately nodded and said: "No problem, I will definitely give you a share when the time comes."
Saying this, Ancient One opened a small portal, took out two sets of yellow wizard robes from it, and handed one set to Loya: "I have also set up magic arrays in the robes, which can deepen the connection with the sanctuary arrays and better protect us."
Loya neatly put on the robe and immediately felt a faint, elusive connection.
This robe was connected to the quiet room array, and the quiet room array was connected to the sanctuary array. Through these two layers of connection, the power of the array that could block the invasion of many Dimensional Demon God was blessed onto the individual.
It had to be said that Ancient One was truly formidable; this method completely utilized the sanctuary array to the extreme.
While blessing the robe with telepathic magic, Ancient One instructed with a solemn expression: "The Dark Dimension is very dangerous, and my magic cannot withstand it for long. As long as I tell you to leave, you must take me away immediately, and never hesitate."
Taking advantage of the brief gap where Dormammu's perception is disrupted and he has no time to use dimensional power, I can rob enough power and also wipe out all of its derivative dimensions in one sweep.
Loya nodded repeatedly, a sudden idea popping into his head, and couldn't help asking: "Does that mean the longer the time Dormammu takes to mobilize his power, the more power you can rob?"
Ancient One nodded: "That's right. Your teleportation is completely silent; he will definitely be dazed for a moment. Coupled with my magic interference, the time will be enough."
"Then I have a way to make him daze a bit longer, so you can rob a little more power." Loya said excitedly.
Wouldn't the "Silence" he had drawn previously come in handy now?
Even if dealing with an existence like Dormammu could only produce an instantaneous effect, that single instant was enough to make Dormammu dumbfounded.
After all, suddenly being silenced by a fellow who was weaker by goodness knows how much to the point of speechlessness—no matter who it was, they would be stunned the first time.
Hearing this, Ancient One's expression turned somewhat strange.
She earnestly reminded him: "Facing a Dimensional Demon God directly and dealing with a Dimensional Demon God's proxy in the Reality Dimension are two different matters. These are completely two concepts of different levels, far from as simple as you think."
Her subtext was very obvious, which was to let Loya not have wild thoughts. Dealing with the minions of a Dimensional Demon God in the Reality Dimension and facing a Dimensional Demon God directly were two different things, and that set of tactics from the Reality Dimension might not necessarily work.
Loya naturally heard the old timer's meaning as well, but didn't explain too much, merely shrugging: "Anyway, just be prepared. The worst case is simply maintaining the status quo."
Ancient One's skepticism was normal.
If someone told Loya that a person only played a few games offline and could then stun professional players in a professional tournament, he wouldn't believe it either.
Translated over, it was the same logic.
But disbelief aside, Loya believed that Ancient One could still seize this kind of opportunity; centuries of experience were no joke.
Ancient One nodded gently and didn't retort anything. If the child wanted to try, let him try; who made him her chosen successor? Just spoil him.
Anyway, she could protect him, and that was enough.
Soon, Ancient One finished blessing all the magic.
She turned her head and asked: "Do you still need to prepare anything else?"
Loya nodded: "Of course."
He immediately took out the "blackened mask" and began farming the desired negative emotions. The mask's immunity to mental control effect was extremely practical in this situation.
After farming the negative emotions, Loya put on the "wizard robe" again and layered the "knight armor" over the outside of the robe.
These two pieces of defensive equipment had great effects and were also enchanted, making wearing them even more secure.
Meanwhile, watching Loya's bizarre operations, Ancient One's expression became extremely weird, wanting to speak but holding back.
What was the meaning of putting on and taking off the mask back and forth? And what kind of weird combination was this? Wearing armor over a robe, didn't he find it hot?
Moreover, wearing these was useless; the methods of Dimensional Demon God were never just on the physical level. Aside from providing a psychological comfort, she couldn't think of any other use.
It was also because Ancient One didn't know the effects of these two pieces of defensive equipment. If she knew the robe added strength and the armor added mental power, she would probably be so shocked that her jaw would drop.
After finishing all this, Loya took out the "amplification staff" and cast a Holy Light on himself, then looked at Ancient One: "Do you want a Holy Light?"
Ancient One was slightly startled, but in the end still nodded. Holy Light had almost no effect within the dimension of a Dimensional Demon God, but she shouldn't dampen this child's enthusiasm.
However, when the Holy Light fell upon her, Ancient Oneraised her brow, shock flashing in her eyes.
This Holy Light was strong, unexpectedly strong, it's just that — — — — it was a bit too hybridized.
The buff effects she felt alone were no less than twenty kinds, ranging from physical enhancement to soul purification and mental elevation, everything was present, and there were even various effects of expelling darkness.
Who was so lazy to fuse so many spells into one Holy Light, and with such good effect, truly — — — — kindred spirits!
With Holy Light in one hand and a melee weapon in the other, Ancient One could even imagine the scene of using this magic; that would simply be too awesome!
Clang, clang, clang!
Loya's armor clanked loudly, and he nodded toward Ancient One: "I am ready. Afterward, my hand cannot leave your shoulder, otherwise we cannot teleport."
Ancient One nodded: "Alright, then let's set off."
She waved her hand, and the two of them were instantly enveloped in orange-yellow and green light.
Loya pressed one hand onto Ancient One's shoulder and silently chanted in his heart: "To the Dark Dimension!"
The next second, the figures of the two vanished instantly, without producing the slightest fluctuation, and not even space rippled.
When they appeared again, the two were already in the Dark Dimension, suspended in a bizarre void.
The colors here could not be described in words; it seemed to be darkness, yet it also seemed to be colorful.
Not just the colors, but everything here was completely different from the Reality Dimension.
Color, time, space, light and dark — — — — all physical rules did not apply here; they were all distorted and chaotic, and everything was decided by the master of the dimension.
If an ordinary person fell here, even if they were not torn apart by the power of the Dark Dimension, their physical body and sanity would be instantly annihilated by the thoroughly chaotic rules.
Fortunately, neither Loya nor Ancient One were ordinary people, and the defense on their bodies based on the sanctuary array was all the more unquestionably powerful.
Loya didn't even have that sense of distortion from going to Red Skull's dimension before, as if he were still in the Reality Dimension. Aside from a faint, elusive trace of mental control and pollution, all erosion from the Dark Dimension was blocked outside.
Naturally, mental control could do nothing to Loya; the "blackened mask" kept him immune to all mental control, while the mental pollution was also purified by the Holy Light.
The Ancient One's methods were truly impressive, no exaggeration at all. No wonder she dared to pull hairs from a tiger's tail.
Realizing that she had already entered the Dark Dimensionand that Dormammu hadn't reacted yet, the Ancient Onewas overjoyed. Her plan was indeed viable!
Furthermore, Loya's teleportation ability was truly formidable! As expected, it didn't attract Dormammu's attention in the first place.
While thoughts were still flashing through her mind, the Ancient One had already made her move. An orange-yellow magic circle carrying black Qi appeared in her hand, and she pushed it fiercely forward!
The magic circle spread frantically like a thin line, reaching beyond the field of vision in the blink of an eye and plunging into the boundless darkness.
Right at that moment!
Two gloomy eyes resembling a World suddenly appeared in the twisted void, accompanied by a roar that exploded in the depths of the heart!
"Ancient One!"
"How dare you enter my dimension!"
"You're courting death!!!"
Dormammu was both shocked and furious. If the dimension weren't like his own body, allowing him to control every single corner, he wouldn't have been able to detect the Ancient One's arrival.
Even with all his extensive experience and countless realities devoured, he had never encountered such an extremely bizarre situation.
That immortal old bastard, the Ancient One, was actually able to enter his dimension without causing any dimensional fluctuations, and even brought along a stranger wearing armor!
Was there any reason or logic left in this?
This was just as outrageous as a Dimensional Demon God being able to arbitrarily ignore the Sanctum Sanctorum's magic circles and enter the Reality Dimension alongside other Dimensional Demon God!
Since when had this old thing pushed dimensional magic to such an extent?
This was something even Dimensional Demon Godcouldn't do! When they sneaked into each other's dimensions, they all had to cause dimensional fluctuations. How on earth could the Ancient One manage to do it without the slightest ripple?
Dormammu's thoughts spun at extreme speed, causing the entire Dark Dimension to vibrate.
He didn't understand how the Ancient One did it, but the Ancient One had to die!
Otherwise, judging by this old thing's temperament, he would never have a peaceful day in the future and might pop up to disgust him at any random moment.
Now that the Ancient One had entered his dimension, it was an absolute prime opportunity. There were no damn magic circles blocking her here!
With a thought from Dormammu, the vast dimensional power surged accordingly, casting a powerful dark magic intended to destroy the Ancient One along with Loya.
The moment Dormammu broke free from the time interference and appeared, the Ancient One knew his thoughts. She had already gathered enough dimensional power.
The Sanctum Sanctorum's magic circles in the Reality Dimension were also operating, frantically capturing the secondary dimensions derived from the Dark Dimension.
This trip was truly a massive profit!
As long as they left now, it would be an absolute blood profit.
The Ancient One immediately intended to use telepathic communication to talk to Loya and tell him to leave.
However, at the exact moment this thought arose in her mind, Loya also made his move.
"Silence!!!"
A majestic reprimand exploded within the Dark Dimension!
To be precise, no sound actually appeared within the dimension; rather, it was information transmission on another level.
Even without any sound being emitted, the meaning within could still be understood.
The exact moment that word fell, the surging dimensional power abruptly stagnated.
Astonishment and shock, full of human-like qualities, appeared within Dormammu's huge eyeballs.
The magic he had just activated was actually interrupted! Interrupted in his own dimension! Interrupted on the Dimensional Demon God's most powerful home turf!
How could this be possible!
Dormammu subconsciously wanted to speak, only to discover—how on earth did one speak again?
He had actually forgotten how to speak!
He didn't even know how to cast spells anymore!
What was the situation?
In an instant, influenced by this power, Dormammu fell into a brief daze, and the surging dimensional power consequently came to a standstill.
Dormammu was dazed, but Loya was still exerting his power. His speaking speed soared to the limit as he repeatedly chided, "Silence!"
"Silence!!"
"Silence!!!"
This word repeated frantically, bombarding the depths of Dormammu's consciousness like a spell.
Seeing this scene, the Ancient One lost all color from her face in shock. She never imagined that Loya would actually pull it off, delaying Dormammu's reaction time using a method that was bizarre enough.
What kind of operation was this?
But there was no time to be shocked by Loya's magical feat. Seizing the moment of Dormammu's trance, the Ancient One made the magic circle in her hand light up once more, and the magical threads expanded outward by goodness knows how much further.
However, Dormammu was ultimately Dormammu; after a brief lapse in concentration, he thought of a countermeasure.
The ability of the stranger brought by the Ancient One was indeed very bizarre and powerful, actually able to interrupt a Dimensional Demon God's spellcasting process and strip away the ability to speak and cast spells.
But the effect didn't last long in reality; he could completely utilize the brief gap of time to counterattack.
Yet, just to be safe, Dormammu decided to use the power of a dimensional controller to completely solidify the area where the Ancient One and Loya were located, preventing them from escaping, and then annihilate them so they would die completely!
The moment this thought arose, the area where the Ancient One and Loya were located produced a violent tremor. Space solidified because of it, and the magic circles on their bodies emitted unbearable, sorrowful cries.
The Ancient One immediately communicated with Loyathrough telepathy, shouting aloud, "Let's go!"
With a thought from Loya, the two of them instantly vanished within the Dark Dimension, leaving without any warning, just like how they had arrived.
But Loya left behind a grinning remark: "Dormammu, this is community warmth delivered to your door. Next time there's more, remember not to close the door. Oh, and help me thank Mephisto for his help."
Dormammu's power was still running wild, completely annihilating that chunk of the area and leaving behind a profound void that was filled back up in an instant.
Before he even reacted to the fact that the two had calmly departed, a sound resembling cloth tearing suddenly echoed in the depths of his soul.
Rip!
A circle of extremely vast, spreading cracks appeared throughout the entire Dark Dimension, and the orange-yellow lines belonging to Kamar-Taj above glowed blindingly bright.
Before he could make any reaction, the area enveloped by the lines vanished along with the disappearance of the Ancient One.
Dormammu abruptly felt a wave of emptiness, as if he had lost something.
He indeed had lost something.
His power had been snatched away!
A large portion of his power was forcefully snatched away by the Ancient One right from before him, from within his own body! He was even mocked by that brat beside her!
What utter and unprecedented humiliation was this!
This was the first time among the Dimensional Demon God in all these years!
This was an unprecedented disgrace!
Dormammu's consciousness twisted and his soul trembled, his conjured visage turning even more ferocious and distorted to the extreme.
He let out a roar: "Ancient One! And that brat! I'm going to kill you both!!!"
However, misfortunes never came singly. Before Dormammu's anger could subside, he sensed that the derived dimensions he had thrown out as bait had been completely devoured by the Sanctums, leaving not a single one behind!
He was already furious to death, and now this was pouring oil on the fire. The entire Dark Dimension became turbulent because of his rage, and even ignited raging black flames.
Countless souls imprisoned by Dormammu in the Dark Dimension issued waves of wails, praying that this Demon God would show mercy and let them go.
The Dark Dimension was violently turbulent, even spawning paths of cracks. Dormammu was so angry he warped and deformed, wishing he could immediately enter the Reality Dimension to beat the Ancient One and Loya to death.
It was a pity, though, that the Sanctums' magic circles wouldn't open their gates just because of a Demon God's anger.
A Dimensional Demon God wouldn't gain more power from anger either; he wasn't some Saiyan who could power up through emotional bursts.
All Dormammu could do was rage impotently.
Along with letting out roars: "Ancient One! That brat! And Mephisto! You guys just wait for me!!!"
At this moment, Mephisto, who was still researching how to break the "deathmatch contract", was completely oblivious that he had once again been pushed forward by others to take the blame.
On the other side, the Ancient One and Loya had safely returned to the quiet room in Kamar-Taj.
As soon as they appeared in the quiet room, a mass of energy resembling a black hole appeared on the Ancient One's right hand—it was precisely the power snatched from Dormammu.
At the same time, on her left hand, a miniature magic circle appeared, and several black spots of light fell into it.
The Ancient One let out a long breath of relief, her eyes looking at Loya filled with full appreciation as she repeatedly praised, "Well done! Without your teleportation ability and the delay just now, I wouldn't have been able to get this much power at all. This is three times my estimate!"
She grew more and more satisfied with Loya as her successor.
Loya took off his mask and raised his head proudly: "Now you know I wasn't lying, right? I really can leave Dormammu dumbfounded."
"Yes, yes, yes." The Ancient One nodded repeatedly, the corners of her mouth curving upward unable to be suppressed at all, "It was my fault for wronging you. You're the best."
She never expected Loya's methods to actually work, and she couldn't understand the principles behind them at all—not even a tiny bit—which was simply baffling.
But this was even better. The more formidable Loya was, the more at ease she would be when retiring.
Loya neatly took off his armor and asked impatiently: "What's in your hand is the Dark Dimension power and the derived dimensions?"
The Ancient One smiled and nodded: "That's right. How about I directly turn the derived dimensions into a pocket dimension, then inject the portion of the Dark Dimensionpower you want into it, and finally hand it over to you?"
"Deal!" Loya nodded without hesitation. In his emotional perception, the Ancient One wasn't lying, so there was no need to worry.
He thought about it and casually said, "Then hurry up and make it. I'm going to go look at some magic books."
Finished speaking, Loya turned around and left. While he claimed he was going to look at magic books, he actually wanted to use this opportunity to check his quest rewards.
[Quest "Base Explosion" Completed]
[Rewards: Experience Points +5000, Item "New Era Cursed Doll", Item "404 Seal"]
[New Era Cursed Doll: By entering the information of the target you wish to curse on the cursed doll's screen, you can customize various forms of curses on them. The more detailed the information, the better the cursing effect; the stronger the user's mental power, the better the cursing effect.]
[Evaluation: The variety of curses depends entirely on your imagination.]
[404 Seal: A powerful sealing item. The items and lives sealed by it cannot be found by anyone other than the sealer; even right in front of it, one cannot notice its existence.]
[Evaluation: The website is gone, begging for one, urgent!]
Just as Loya was checking the rewards, a white-haired elderly man abruptly appeared in the quiet room where the Ancient One was.
He wore a robe of the same style as the Ancient One's, and his face was wrinkled like dried-up old tree bark. A pair of malicious eyes stared at the Ancient One, and the sourness in his tone was practically overflowing: "You old hag Ancient One, you really have good fortune!"
162Chapter 161 Giving Fury a Beautiful Curse
Regarding this newly appeared old man, Ancient Oneseemed to have sensed it long ago, merely glancing at him faintly without saying a word, turning to sit down, and continuing with what she was doing.
Regarding this newly appeared old man, Ancient One seemed to have sensed it long ago, merely glancing at him faintly without saying a word, turning to sit down, and continuing with what she was doing.
With a magic array in each hand, she poured the power snatched from Dormammu into the snatched secondary dimensions.
Then, utilizing Dormammu's power, she prompted these secondary dimensions to slowly fuse together, forming a special pocket dimension.
It belonged to a state where, except for the magic means not being Dormammu's, everything else was his, squeezing to the extreme.
If Dormammu were here right now, he would probably be angered to the point of exploding on the spot again.
Seeing this scene, the white-haired old man swallowed his saliva, squatted down eagerly, rubbed his hands, and ingratiatedly said: "Old friend, share a little power with me. You know, that stingy Dormammu is very crafty, and using secret techniques to extract Dark Dimension power is very exhausting and also hurts the body."
He blinked, becoming even more flattering, "As a fellow Sorcerer Supreme, help me out, won't you? You wouldn't want to watch an old friend die from overwork, right? We're on the same front, after all."
"Hehe." Ancient One glanced at the white-haired old man, "I wish you would die sooner. Right, before you die, remember to leave your inheritance to me, don't let others benefit. I'll also collect your corpse along the way, and by then I'll set up a big table of delicious food for you to send you off."
"Ouch!" The white-haired old man slumped directly onto the ground, wailing hoarsely, "Old hag, oh old hag, how cruel your heart is, you truly have a heart of stone!"
He rolled around on the ground making a scene, without a shred of Sorcerer Supreme's demeanor, acting just like a street rascal.
However————
After rolling on the ground for a good while, the white-haired old man found no movement, looked up, and only then discovered that Ancient One had already turned her back, completely ignoring him.
He climbed up nonchalantly, patted the dust off his body, moved closer to Ancient One again, and said with a grin: "If you won't give it, then won't give it, but can you lend Loyato me for use? I also want to snatch Dormammu's power, or that of other Dimensional Demon God. His unannounced teleportation is simply too overpowered."
"No, don't think I don't know what you want to do." Ancient One knew this old man's character; once someone went over, they wouldn't come back, so she resolutely rejected this proposal.
"Sigh." The white-haired old man sighed, tugged at his beard and muttered, "I'm saying, what's the use of you snatching so much power? In just a few years you're going to die, and you can't possibly use it all up. Why not share a little with me, and let me have a blast before I die."
"What's the use?" Ancient One glanced at the white-haired old man, her tone melancholy, "Don't you know the situation of my Universe? It's hard to say whether I can live in peace until the day I die, so I always have to prepare for retirement, right?"
The white-haired old man curled his lips, still unwilling to give up: "Can you really not lend Loya to me for use? I'll let him back."
Ancient One was about to refuse when she suddenly thought of something else, and said with a chuckle: "It's not impossible, but there's a condition: I go to your Universe to be the Sorcerer Supreme, and you come to my Universe to be the Sorcerer Supreme. How about that?"
"That won't do." The white-haired old man shook his head like a rattle-drum, his face full of resistance.
This Universe was extremely wicked, with too many various changes that were hard to grasp, and Dimensional Demon God particularly paid attention here, completely failing to match his mindset of slacking off.
Especially the Death of this Universe, which was fierce beyond words.
If he hadn't truly lusted after Loya and wanted to get his hands on Loya, he wouldn't have come at this time.
"Then that settles it, hurry up and get lost. You are an eyesore here, I'm very busy, and having too much power in hand that I can't finish using is very distressing. Seeing you makes it even more distressing."
Ancient One wore an expression of disgust, yet her tone was filled with the flavor of humblebragging.
The white-haired old man's mouth twitched, his eyeballs rolled a few times, and a scheme came to mind.
As everyone knows, Sorcerer Supremes are all quite shameless.
The white-haired old man was even an outstanding one among them, and he would certainly not give up just like that.
And Ancient One seemed to have anticipated that the white-haired old man would not let the matter rest, smiling slightly, she spoke first: "Right, let me tell you something: the Death here values Loya very much. You can try and see what the consequences are of snatching someone from her."
Hearing this, the white-haired old man instantly shut his mouth, his face turning green and white alternately. The situation he least wanted to encounter had appeared.
How did Loya get targeted by this Death? How could he still abduct someone away?
He sighed, randomly stroking his beard, looked Ancient One up and down, his gaze drifting uncertainly, as if seeing Ancient One for the first time, and said: "That's not right, why didn't you say so from the beginning? Wouldn't that have been flawless? You old hag have such deep calculations, you couldn't have been eyeing me from the beginning, right?"
The white-haired old man smacked his lips, "Could you actually become the first Ancient One among so many Ancient Ones to retire early?"
Ancient One tried her utmost to keep her expression calm, but the slightly curved corners of her mouth still betrayed her mood: "Perhaps, but talk less about such unity-affecting matters in the future. I certainly don't want to be targeted by more Ancient Ones; it'd be annoying to death."
"Damn it!" Hearing the near-affirmative answer, the white-haired old man couldn't help cursing.
Why didn't Loya appear in that Universe of his? This old hag's luck was truly good, it was practically fed right into her mouth.
Just the powers in her hands alone were enough for this old hag to use unscrupulously, not to mention there was also a Loya who was developing, and developing at a divine speed.
Once Loya developed, this old hag Ancient One could truly retire beautifully.
The white-haired old man became more envious the more he thought about it, and directly widened his eyes to threaten: "If you want me not to tell other Ancient Ones, then after your plan is completed, let him also come help me. I also want to retire early, otherwise I'm going to take a loudspeaker and shout."
"Easy to talk about, easy to talk about." Ancient One not only didn't refuse, but agreed readily. She nudged her eyes toward the Dark Dimension power in her hands, "Now help me make the pocket dimension first. This is for Loya, after all."
White-haired old man:
How do I feel like this old hag is getting my help for free?
His gaze struggled slightly, but in the end he still compromised, even if he was tricked by this Ancient One, he acknowledged it!
After all, an opportunity to retire early had to be grasped firmly.
Furthermore, Loya had the potential to become a Dimensional Demon God. Perhaps in the future he could even become a golden thigh, and those days would be even better.
Moreover, the Universe he resided in also had some troublesome matters that required special people to handle, and needed the power to negate the World.
Meanwhile, on the other side, the Kamar-Taj library.
Loya didn't know that Ancient One had an extra old man over there lusting after his body.
He sat beside the desk, toying with a doll that was only about the size of a palm, pitch-black all over and lacking facial features.
This doll was precisely the reward for the quest Bringing warmth to Dormammu, the New Era Curse Doll.
He felt that this prop could play out many tricks, not just limited to cursing others so simply, but he had to test it first to know.
"As expected of a system product, truly outrageous. I really can't imagine out of what kind of thought process it could be made into this shape."
Loya muttered a complaint and flipped the doll to its back.
Unlike ordinary curse dolls, there was an electronic screen on the back of this doll.
That's right, an electronic screen, and the sense of technology was also very strong, at a glance far surpassing this era.
Yet the material and craftsmanship of the doll itself were very rustic, fusing with the high-tech screen, looking out of place no matter how one looked at it.
Loya shook his head, gently turned on the screen, browsed the information on it, and quickly understood how to use it.
The information that needed to be entered was nothing more than name, photo, home address, birthday, etc., and even a life summary could be entered. Anyway, the more detailed the better.
To put it colloquially, it was doxxing.
Of course, the curse doll did not necessarily require such trouble to be used.
Knowing only the appearance of the target of the curse could also allow for a curse.
However, because of the serious lack of information, the consumption of mental power was extremely huge.
Generally speaking, having detailed information was still the best choice.
Fortunately, Loya had another prop that could perfectly satisfy this demand of doxxing to obtain information.
As long as one was still within the human social system, it was very hard to evade.
Loya took out the hacker phone from his bosom. The effect of this prop on the internet could be described as invincible, and using it for doxxing was simply using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.
He opened the phone, entered a series of instructions on it, and quickly obtained the detailed information he wanted.
Then he transmitted the information above into the curse doll.
That's right, this screen could also connect with other smart devices, sparing the trouble of entering them one by one, which was very user-friendly.
Moreover, the screen that came with the curse doll could also display curse targets by category, ready to be retrieved at any time. He could curse whoever he wanted as long as it didn't curse them to death, and it would persist.
Hmm———— feels a bit hellish.
And who could ascend to the honor of being the first curse target of the New Era Curse Doll?
Loya's mouth curved up slightly as he looked at the screen. The photo on it was a bald, one-eyed black man, who at first glance looked like an expert at embezzlement.
That's right!
This person was precisely our S.H.I.E.L.D. Director, Nick Fury!
With such a good thing, Fury had to be made to try it first. Loya had always respected his leaders, thinking of them first whenever there was something good.
The curse effect of the curse doll was completely customized by the user, and one only needed to input the desired curse effect.
Ranging from committing murder and arson down to farting and hiccuping, everything was possible, as long as one's mental power was strong enough.
Loya thought about it, first using the hacker phone to pull up S.H.I.E.L.D.'s surveillance footage, aiming at Fury, and only then inputting the curse effect.
"Cursed Fury to sneeze ten times in a row."
The next second after clicking to activate the curse, the screen immediately displayed the footage of Fury sneezing, not more and not less, exactly ten times.
At this moment, Fury was somewhat dazed. Sneezing ten times in a row—this was his first time in his life.
However, he didn't think too much of it, just taking it as the reason for being too tired recently.
Loya on the other side saw this scene and nodded with satisfaction. The curse activation was very rapid and smooth.
Moreover, he sensed the lost mental power: very little, very little, so much so that it could be said there was almost no loss at all.
Such an extremely low-level curse indeed didn't use up much mental power.
Then he could start conducting the real experiment.
Loya quickly inputted the desired curse on the screen.
"Cursed Fury to have severe urinary frequency, urgency, and incomplete urination, sweating profusely at night, accompanied by tinnitus, insomnia, and many dreams, as well as soreness of the waist and knees and listlessness. Let's last for three days first to see the effect."
Along with an extremely tiny portion of mental power consumption, the curse subsequently activated.
Not long after, Fury on the screen showed abnormal reactions.
He first clutched his lower abdomen, his expression somewhat strange.
Following closely, he wanted to rise from the chair, but as a result, he staggered the moment he exerted force, almost falling to the ground.
Fury hurriedly grabbed the table, and only then did he avoid falling.
Feeling the urge to urinate coming from his lower abdomen, as well as the obvious soreness in his waist and knees, and even the heavy fatigue of his body, Fury let out a long sigh in his heart: "Sigh, daily toil ultimately hurts the body. It seems I must take a rest and incidentally find a Doctor to take a look."
He forced himself to stand up, shuffling step by step into the toilet to open the floodgates and discharge water.
Swish swish~
Swish swish~
Drip drop~
Very soon Fury discovered something was wrong. How come it felt————like incomplete urination?
Had his own body already become this bad?
It seemed he must find a Doctor; there was not a moment to lose!
After randomly shaking a few times, he hurriedly pulled up his trousers and rushed to the S.H.I.E.L.D. medical center.
"Hehehehe————"
At this moment, Loya in front of the screen laughed insidiously. This curse effect was truly not bad.
Fury wanting to find a Doctor to deal with this problem could only come to nothing.
This curse was a direct effect of the mystical side, rather than a pathological change, so physical checkups were of no use whatsoever.
When Fury discovered that medical science couldn't solve the ailment on his body, who would he find then?
Loya smiled slightly. Now he only needed to wait. The result of this experiment concerned the acquisition of quest experience points.
He put away the prop and began browsing various magic books inside the library. Since he was already here, it would be a waste not to read them.
Time passed very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, another two days went by.
Loya had spent these past two days reading magic books inside the library, enriching his own knowledge reserve, organizing his own set of magic system, and incidentally waiting for news from Ancient One's side, as well as the experimental results of cursing Fury.
But before waiting for Ancient One's news, he instead received a call from Fury first.
Loya answered the call and asked while holding back his smile: "What is it, Director? Is there a quest?"
"Hmm———— sort of." Fury's voice was very hoarse, exuding a sort of kidney deficiency vibe, feeling as if he had been hollowed out.
He gave two light coughs: "It's like this, your Level 7 clearance has already been compiled. That island for raising pets and the required facilities are all prepared, and the nuclear waste has also been shipped over. Come to S.H.I.E.L.D., and I'll hand them over to you together."
"And then————" Fury paused, his tone somewhat awkward, "Um, my body has had some problems recently, and the Doctor can't handle it."
"I want you to use magic to help me take a look. This also counts as a quest, and there are rewards, but it must be kept confidential. Hurry over here."
He was almost in despair now.
Ever since he sneezed ten times that day, his body had developed major problems.
Not only was there frequent and urgent urination and physical weakness, he also sweated profusely at night and suffered from insomnia. As soon as he finally fell asleep, the result was one nightmare after another.
Through the Doctor's diagnosis, it was determined that this was kidney deficiency, and an extremely severe kind at that.
But the problem lay right here.
Through the inspection of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s professional equipment, apart from the ailments caused by staying up late, Fury's own body was completely normal in all other respects, at least from a scientific perspective.
Yet the checkup showed no problems, but in reality these symptoms were present, departing from the scientific scope.
He even went to see a psychological Doctor, suspecting it was caused by psychological problems.
The result wasn't that either, which was simply baffling.
Later on, it was the werewolf curse events and werewolf blessing events that recently appeared on the internet that gave Fury inspiration.
Matters beyond the scope of science like this were very likely related to a curse; it was just that he didn't know why he had been cursed.
The more Fury thought about it, the more he felt it was like this, so he hurriedly came to find Loya.
After all, Loya was S.H.I.E.L.D.'s only Agent who knew magic, and perhaps only he had a way.
"Alright Director, I'll be right there."
Loya hung up the phone, and the smile on his face completely collapsed. This idea of his was indeed feasible!
[ Fury has issued a quest to you ]
[ Quest: Vicious Curse ]
[ Objective: Resolve Fury's current predicament ]
[ Quest Reward: Experience Points + 300 ]
Whether it was because Loya was the culprit or due to the difficulty of the quest, the reward for this quest was not high.
But this didn't matter.
What mattered was that he could farm quests using those wicked curses through the curse doll!
Business has expanded once again!
Loya chanted with a grin in his heart: "Sorry Hydra S.H.I.E.L.D., for the sake of a brother's experience points and future, I can only let you guys suffer a grievance."
He smiled slightly, communicated with the eye of aurora, and vanished from the spot in a flash.