Chapter 67: No Talent
As soon as the Ancient One Mage said this, Loki's face changed dramatically in an instant.
He thought that he had hidden it well, but he never thought that the woman in front of him would know everything from the beginning.
Suddenly Loki retreated as if he was facing a great enemy, and the expression on his face became fierce, as long as there was a slight mistake next, he would immediately take action, as for the use of magic to run away, he didn't even think about it, because if nothing else, he couldn't run far, and he would be caught back by the ancient one.
And in this matter, Loki also knows that he will not have any chance of winning against the ancient mage, but it is better than nothing, Loki has already constructed a set of plans in his mind, and he can implement it immediately.
For example... Right now!
"Ang Shet!"
Loki just wanted to make a move, but he was surprised to find that his body was like being fixed by something, and he couldn't move at all, except for his head, no part of his body could move.
"What did you do to me?" Loki looked at the Ancient One in horror, and at this moment the Ancient One still had that trademark faint smile on her face, she only sat in her place from beginning to end, and she didn't even move her fingers, but you don't have to guess that all this must be done by the Ancient One.
But now, Loki wants to resist, but there is nothing he can do.
He was tied to the chair by an invisible force, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free, and vaguely he could still feel the power of the magic on his body.
It's the ancient one who did it, yes, Loki is almost sure.
But the ancient one's methods are too clever, and even he can't see anything at all.
"I think it's better for you to give up the struggle, and instead of thinking about how to get out of here, you might as well listen to what I'm going to say next?"
Ancients looked at Loki with a smile.
She rarely uses magic to do anything, and compared to Strange's penchant for borrowing magic for convenience, the Ancient One looks a little more austere.
On weekdays, no matter what it is, she will almost do it herself, and sometimes she will work with her ascetics, and it seems that there is no frame at all.
But such a woman who likes to solve everything by herself, but she is the first person on the earth today, the Supreme Mage Ancient One!
It had been a while since the Ancient One had used magic, so much so that Loki had somewhat ignored the Ancient One's magic, and he had extremely high attainments in any field.
"What do you want to say to me?"
Loki was still unwilling to give up resisting, and struggled desperately in his chair.
But in exchange, the chair was shattered by him, but he still couldn't break free, and the whole person fell directly to the ground like a fish.
"Uh... I always thought you liked this chair. ”
Gu Yi frowned slightly, and didn't say anything, only to see her slowly stretch out her palm, aiming at the direction of Loki's chair, and suddenly, a green circle formed in her palm, and with the rotation of her palm counterclockwise, the original chair that was broken by Loki was also gradually returning to its original appearance in a weird way of reversing.
With the ancient one's palm retracted, the chair also returned to its original appearance, and even the Loki he carried it returned to the chair.
It's just that at this moment, Loki's face changed from the original surprise to a look of fear.
How could he not feel what level of magic the ancient one had used just now.
Being able to restore something in the form of a rewind is something but the power of time!
"Time, how can you have the power of time!"
Loki asked, horrified.
"There's a lot more you don't know, but there's some things you don't need to ask, and you can learn from Nick, he never asks about these things, although he probably knows everything." The Ancient One replied.
"Nick? You mean the bald blind man who brought me here? Loki asked.
"I hope you don't say this to his face, otherwise he may be upset." Ancient little head.
"What does that have to do with him, or is it about him what you're going to tell me next?"
"Yes and not quite."
The ancient one spoke: "Loki, your magical talent is very high, not to be the prince of Asgard, such a talent, even if you look at the entire earth, you can't find a few guys who can compare with you, even Strange may not be comparable to you." ”
"What do you want to say?"
Gu Yi still had a smile on his face, and he didn't answer Loki's question for the first time, but picked up the tea that had been drunk in front of him, and stroked it with his palm, and the finished tea appeared again, and it was still steaming.
Taking a sip slowly, Gu Yi gently put down the teacup, and under the somewhat impatient look of Loki and the others, he continued the topic just now.
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New York, Stark's House.
After a series of failures, even Nick was about to give up.
After all, teaching Stark magic is better than transforming Stark into a devout believer.
The two of them didn't know how many times they tried it for three hours.
Nick also planned to directly hand over the Warner magic he wanted to use to Stark at the beginning, but later directly replaced it with the simplest and most basic magic.
According to the design, it is a magic that even the youngest children can easily grasp after three to five times.
But now, in Stark's hands, it is even more difficult than ascending to the sky, no matter how Nick demonstrates and teaches him by hand, there is no way to teach Stark.
"It shouldn't be!"
After Nick demonstrated to Stark again and asked Stark to practice on his own, and then failed, Nick fell into deep thought.
According to the original setting, Stark is a complete genius in every aspect, and even in the field of magic, Stark can easily become the top person in it, and once created a battle armor that combines magic and technology.
But the setting is the setting, how did you get to yourself and become the same existence as waste?
I'm almost going to teach Stark a spell mouth-to-mouth, but this guy just can't learn the most basic magic.
By now, even Stark is about to doubt his life.
However, relying on his strong sense of victory, he has not said a word until now, just practicing magic on his own, even though he is already sweating profusely.
"Stark, it's been three hours, why don't you take a break?"
Nick asked kindly.
"No!"
Stark's indignant voice came from the other end.