Chapter 221: Can I Do It?

Seeing the Ancient One, who was looking at him, Clark calmly walked over.

Clark came to the Ancient Grammarian, nodded respectfully, and said, "Hello, Honorable Ancient One."

The Ancient One has been the guardian of Kama Taj since he became a Supreme Mage five hundred years ago.

Defend against the invasion of Earth by the evil forces of the multiverse.

It is no exaggeration to say that S.H.I.E.L.D. basically only solves the affairs of the earth, and has no way to deal with the evil forces outside the earth.

And the Avengers are barely able to deal with invaders outside the planet.

And the Ancient One Mage is the only force to deal with the invasion of other universes.

Gu Yi looked at it calmly, but the young man in front of him set off a huge wave in his heart.

As early as Clark approached Stephen, the Ancient One noticed him.

It's just that there happened to be a little change within Kama Taiji, so he didn't have a chance to investigate this young man.

However, just now, he used the Time Gem to probe this person's past and future, and all he saw was chaos.

This would have been impossible to happen.

Because even if the other party's strength is the same as his own, or even stronger than his own, as long as he is a person or thing in this time and space, the time gem can explore his past and future.

However, this person has no other cosmic psionic powers.

Judging from the aura emanating from his body, although he is not an earthling, he is also a person from this universe.

The Ancient One mage looked at Clark calmly and said, "You have something on you that doesn't belong in this world!"

Clark was stunned for a moment, and knew in his heart that he was indeed worthy of being an ancient mage.

The identity of his own traverser was so easily underestimated.

Wrong.

He just said that there was something in me that didn't belong in this world.

But he didn't point out the identity of my traverser, and he must not really see it clearly.

Confirming the other party's thoughts, Clark asked, "What do you mean by not belonging to this world?"

The Ancient One mage smiled, although he knew that the other party was playing dumb with him.

However, he really didn't see that the young man in front of him had anything else in the universe.

"What are you here for, helping Stephen?"

Clark smiled and said, "As you know, I'm an Avenger."

"That's why I yearn for Kama Taj, who guards the earth, and I want to meet the legendary Supreme Mage."

"On the other hand, I want to learn spells too."

Clark wasn't lying, learning spells was indeed his true purpose.

After Stephen became Doctor Strange, most of his energy was spent protecting Kama Taj.

It doesn't matter if he joins the Avengers or not.

Spells are extremely important to fate and talent, and there is no way for ordinary people to learn them on a large scale.

However, Clark is curious about spells, especially portals.

Supreme Mage Ancient One looked at Clark calmly, judging from the other party's eyes and movements, as well as the wave of his soul, this time he was not lying.

"You're already so strong that you don't need a spell at all."

Gu Yi could see from the other party's soul fluctuations that he was very powerful, even stronger than any creature on this planet.

Even in the entire universe, there are few people who can safely defeat him, not even himself.

Clark shook his head and said, "I want to learn spells, not to become stronger."

"As you know, there will be more and more crises in the future, and I've learned how portals can respond to them faster."

"So I hope you can give me a chance to learn."

The Ancient One mage carefully observed Clark, judging from the performance of his opponent and the purity of his soul,

He is a man with a child's heart.

"I can get you involved in learning, but you don't have much talent for learning spells, and it's hard to learn any spells, even the simplest portals."

Clark said to the Ancient One, "Thank you for your generosity, I just need a chance, even if I fail, it doesn't matter."

Clark took a look, and Stephen, who was still guarding the door, asked, "He's been guarding the door for five hours, when are you going to let him in?"

The Ancient One mage also followed his gaze to Stephen.

"There's a stubbornness, arrogance, and ambition in him, all of which I know well."

"He reminds me of Casillas, and I don't want to let another gifted student fall into darkness."

"Let him stay a little longer."

Stephen, who had been knocking on the door for five hours, was exhausted, lay down to rest for a while, and was about to knock again, when the door suddenly opened.

Master Mordo ushered Stephen into another corner of the door, which looked like an inn.

The silent mage turned on the door light in the room and said, "Take a bath and rest, meditate for a while if you have time, and the Ancient One will summon you later."

Stephen said to Master Modu, "Thank you, thank you very much."

Mage Mordo handed a card to Stephen, "You're so polite now!"

Stephen took the card, and on it was a complex string of numbers: "What is this? My spell?"

Master Mordo couldn't help but laugh and said, "This is the F password."

"We're not primitives!"

The motorcycle mage walked out the door and closed the door to the room for Stephen.

Stephen took the card with an embarrassed expression, and then reluctantly put down the card and took out his watch from his arms.

The glass of the watch had been shattered, and Stephen was carefully cleaning it with the help of the light, and was about to find time to repair it, only to find a string of words under the lens.

Time will tell you how much I love you – Christine.

With trembling hands, Stephen placed his watch in front of the window, tears glistening in his eyes.

Stephen trimmed up, changed into clean clothes, and was taken by Mordo to meet the ancient one.

On the top floor of the room, the Ancient One mage sat in the center, waved Stephen lightly, and sat in front of him.

The Ancient One Master handed a thick ancient book into Stephen's hand and said:

"This is the language of occult spells, and it has been around since the dawn of civilization."

"A long time ago, His Holiness called this language a mantra, and if the name doesn't seem realistic to you, you can understand it as a program."

"He's the source code for building this world."

The Ancient One mage folded his hands together to draw a magic circle, in which a shield and a sharp sword were displayed.

"We collect energy, get it from other dimensions of the multiverse, recite spells to create shields and weapons, and cast spells."

Stephen looked at all of this in amazement, then asked with a sigh and raised his trembling hands.

"But can I do it? Can even my fingers do that?"