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53.19% MARVEL: GAMER PATH / Chapter 156: CHAPTER 153

Chapter 156: CHAPTER 153

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The Toaster has killed Corn

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For a week, I focused on leveling my [Technomancy] each level becoming harder to obtain, but while the race was becoming steadily harder each day, the end game was worth it.

In the meantime, however, I focused on other matters on the side while I was not leveling my [Technomancy], like creating a new armor.

Since my last armor had been broken to pieces during the time walking dungeon, Age of Ultron, I needed something to fill that void, I was essentially naked, so it was back to square one with it, the first armor I had was a very basic one, no technology incorporated, at least nothing impressive, this time I wanted something more technologically advanced.

Also, with what I knew now, I was confident I would be able to craft something better, something stronger, something unique.

But the question was, what did I want?

Before, all I wanted was an armor strong enough to defined my body, and while that sentiment remained, I needed more, and that more would shape the idea of what I wanted, of what I required.

Ideally, I wanted an armor that would not only protect me from damage but heal the very damage it couldn't protect.

At this, I grinned as an idea popped into my mind.

I had millions of pots, thanks to the dungeons my golems were constantly doing, so why not use them for this next project?

For others, this very concept was not doable at least to the level I wanted to have, but for me? I had more potions than I could count, meaning all I needed to do was add so sort of intravenous injecting system within the armor and my problems of mana or health would be gone, I would be essentially immortal…. No, effectively immortal with my armor on.

This would also save me the time of having to drink the pots, which were seconds that could cost one's life during the heat of battle.

"I like where this is going," I chuckled, taking notes of my ideas as I started to make a draft.

So far, in my head I had a suit of armor that not only protected me but healed all wounds but what else? What else I wanted to add? What else was possible?

I hummed for a while, dwelling on the thought when once again, an idea popped into my mind.

Magical inscriptions. 

If I could add them to my armor, I would save time doing spells, like the portals, for example, if I made an inscription for my portal spell, I would save time doing them, they would become an instant cast spell as long as I focused mana into the inscription.

And that was only the beginning because I could also add magical formulas in the form of inscriptions to make fast transmutations or inscriptions for magical shields or weapons.

"Well, that's enough magic, for now, now I need some technology," I chuckled, thinking about the possibilities.

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I continued working on my armor for weeks, using my [Technomancy] during the whole process, because you know… killing two birds with one stone.

But as time progressed, it was becoming evidently clear the list of things I wanted to add to my armor were near impossible for the technology of earth to achieve, meaning I had to think out of the box.

So with that thought in mind, I moved my focus to outer space, where I started to visit planets in the search of technology to reverse engineer or copy with my [Technomancy].

The first planet I visited was Xandar.

And I had to admit, the place looked like out of a sfi-ci movie but better, and right there and then, I knew going to space had been the right call.

Eager to learn, I roamed through the planet aimlessly coping what I could, little by little filling the pieces of information I needed to complete my armor, more than not I would focus on nova corps ships.

Their ships had everything I needed in terms of technology, I just simply had to make it smaller.

Their technology in short was breath taking, but I also had to take into account they barely held their ground against Thanos even with all their flashy tech, so whatever I acquired through my [Technomancy] here I had to improve if I wanted to use it against the big guy.

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[Thor Odinson POV]

Defeated in honorable combat, by my brother not long ago.

I had to admit, the feeling of defeat was refreshing, but also a wake-up call, unlike my brother who trains day and night, I was becoming complacent with my power, for none posed a threat to me, for I was mighty.

My brother showed me, being complacent was a mistake.

Not too long ago, I was able to run circles around him without breaking a sweat, now, that gap no longer existed, and I was happy for it, because without him closing the gap, I would've never had the need to outdo myself, to push the boundaries of what I knew.

No more I would let my power blind me, no more I would think I had no match, even if that statement was true, for I had learned strength is ever changing, so in kind, I would show my brother the same, so that he could too push the boundaries of what he knew.

I would inspire him like he had done with me.

And who knows what mighty levels we would both reach, of that, not even I was sure! And that exited me, who knows, we might even surpass the old man!

"Thor, baby, you've been training too much," Mother said with a frown as she entered my personal arena.

"Non-sense mother, I have just begun!" I declared with a grin, for I would not stop until I reached new heights.

"Is this because of Alex?" Mother chuckled.

I nodded, "Indeed it is, next time we fight, I will return the favor giving him a battle to be remembered, I will too push him like he has pushed me!"

Mother sighed, "You two really feel like brothers,"

"Indeed," I laughed, going back to my training.

"I'll have the servants bring you some food here then," Mother said walking out of the room.


Chapter 157: CHAPTER 154

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Corn came back from Tartarus and killed the toaster.

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[Loki Odinson POV]

I HATED that human.

I also feared that human.

But above all, I hated my father.

That above me, he had chosen him… a mortal.

He had magically bound me to not attack, or try anything against Alex, for if I did, I would lose all my powers, turning into that what I despised, a mortal.

I hated that no one wanted to listen to me, that everyone thought this was the right way, even Thor sided with father, picking that mortal over his own blood.

"Loki, the All-Father summons you," Sif said as she walked into my room.

"If it isn't the whore of the mortal," I sneered, looking at her with rage.

"Jealous?" Sif shot back with a glare.

"Of what? Used merchandise?" I snorted, rolling my eyes.

"Merchandise you used to pursue… but were too little of a man to even touch," Sif replied.

"I might not be able to kill Alex anymore, but I sure can kill you, so watch your tone, I am still your prince," Alex or not, she was a citizen of Asgard, therefore mine to command.

"You were never able to kill Alex to begin with, and second, no one commands me," Sif growled, "I follow the All-Father because he inspires me to do so, out of my free will, you? You only inspire pity little prince,"

I glared at her, my magic flaring, she dared to insult me? She dared! I WAS HER SUPERIOR, A GOD!

"Loki," Thor said, coming into the room, interrupting what I was about to do.

"Thor," I replied with a low hiss.

"Loki, Alex is pursuing Sif's attention and if you harm her in any way, I don't think he will take it very well," Thor sighed, for some reason he looked tired, very tired, which was unlike him.

"As if he could kill me," Sif snorted.

"I can, and I will," I growled at her insolence.

"You won't even try, I forbid it," Thor sighed.

"You forbid it?" I laughed.

"As the crown prince of Asgard, I outrank you, therefore, you will obey, or I will talk with the All-Father about this," Thor replied in an uncharacteristically cold tone for him.

I laughed, "Well, I do suppose I better not try my luck then, Thor," 

"You better not, Loki," Thor replied, "Now, go, the All-Father summons you, and you have been ignoring his summons long enough,"

"Aye," I nodded, for now, I would play their role, but one day, one day they would pay for this, one day it would be them looking at me from below.

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[Emily Walker POV]

Magic was fun.

And I was good at it.

"Congratulations Emily," Magic Grandma said, patting me in the head.

"Well, I am the best," I grinned at her, which made her chuckle.

"Well, you are truly a gifted child for these arts, and have more… focus than your father," Magic Grandma chuckled.

At her comment of daddy, I pouted, "Daddy just has a lot of things to do… he can't focus in one for too long, or the others come to bite him in the A,"

Magic Grandma nodded, "I know, I never meant to insult your father dear Emily, only to complement your incredible prowess in the mystical arts, which are improving by each passing day."

I smiled, "I try my best, because one day, I might be able to help daddy, he takes on everything alone… and I want to be there for him," but I needed to be stronger, I was too weak.

"Soon, you will be able to help Mr. Walker, but first you need to enjoy your childhood, do you really think he would be happy knowing his little princess is worrying about him?" Well.. she had a point, but I just couldn't help it! 

"I know I know, but as long as you don't tell him, he won't know," One day, I would protect him, like he had protected me, one day, I would become a pillar to help him carry all that weight that seems to crush him down.

"You Walkers truly are a show," Magic Grandma laughed.

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[Alex Walker POV]

It had taken me a while, but I finally had all the technology I needed for my armor, all that was left was downsizing said technology, which was proving to be difficult, so I did what I had to do, I swallowed my pride, and called… the only person that could help me.

Hank Pym.

For a while I was tempted to call Tony, but considering he was right now an arms dealer, I… well, decided against to, I mean, imagine earth waging war with futuristic weapons, fuck that.

"Where… where did you find this?" Hank muttered, looking in awe at what I had in my lab.

"Well… you know, space," I replied with a chuckle.

"You went to space?" Hank almost shouted, turning to look at me.

I looked at him, and with an raised eyebrow, I replied, "That surprises you? You can shrink your ass to molecular levels, and me going to space blows your mind?"

Hank blinked, before he started laughing, "I… Well, I suppose you do have a point, young man, but still… This means you have reached intelligent life, a form of life whose technological advancement is leagues above ours!"  Needless to say, Hank was beyond elated, like a kid on Christmas.

"Yes, yes I did," I nodded, not wanting to go into details.

"What I don't understand is why you want to weaponize all of this? Is SHIELD manipulating you? Remember what I told you about them, they are not to be trusted!" Hank sighed, rubbing his temples.

"First of all, SHIELD is the least of my concerns, second, what does this…" I pointed to the ships and weapons I had replicated from the Nova Corps, "Proofs?"

"That we are evidently not alone," Hank replied.

"And that there are threats out there able to wipe us off the cosmos with a snap," I nodded, "Not all aliens are friendly, and we need to be prepare, and unfortunately for me, I can't tackle this project alone,"

"Well, you do have a point, and I do want to work with this alien tech, so let's dig in kiddo!" Hank grinned, already forgetting why he was against it in the first place.


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