Chapitre 51: Chapter 51: Smash, Valhalla!
Warren didn't plan to return immediately because he still had a lot of business to attend to here.
As for the issue between Norman Osborn and Martin Li, he left it to Garrett to handle. Overwatch had just trained a batch of agents, and it would be good to let them gain some experience.
After all, the business here was really important. Wakanda... agreed to his visit.
When Warren said this, he didn't expect Wakanda to agree. In his opinion, Wakanda at this time should still not be open to the outside world.
But he was wrong. Wakanda agreed.
"I wonder if they'll use some ancient backward place and employ thousands of actors to deceive me."
Warren's concerns were not unfounded because they scheduled the visit three days later, and he was afraid that he would burst into laughter when the time came.
During this time, he could also discuss the business of the gold mine and try to finalize the deal. After all, he had offered a sincere price, and no one would have any issues with money.
However, there was one decision that was difficult to make, and that was whether to draw a card.
Looking at the fresh 100,000 gold coins in the system, you might ask if Warren wanted to draw a card. He definitely wanted to, but...
This was the vast land of Africa!
Drawing a card had always been a mysterious thing. Otherwise, he could save it for when he returned to Europe, stop there for a few days, and draw the card then?
Should he rely on the luck of the gods or go against the odds?
"Forget it, my destiny is in my own hands!"
A real man should not be fearful.
Draw a card.
[White Epic]
"You, you, you, you..."
Slap! (Table slap)
Really, a non-lucky draw!
Warren felt a pang of pain. It seemed that the suppression power of Africa was very strong.
And when he saw the card, he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.
White Epic [Evil King's True Eye]
"I... You... It... Isn't this just a contact lens?!"
The skill 'Calm and Composed' barely suppressed Warren's emotions.
Why would a plain contact lens be an Epic-level item?
The person in charge of evaluating the cards must be a fan!
Let's take a look at the description. At least it's an Epic-level item, so it should have some outstanding qualities, even if it's just a fashion accessory that enhances charm...
Huh? Wouldn't that be even better?
[Evil King's True Eye]: The Evil King's True Eye that commands evil with divine power, possesses the power to transform and control any attribute, and can perceive the invisible boundary. Requires an incantation to use.
"Is that it?"
Is that all?
"You should explain it clearly. Can I figure it out myself? But at least give me the incantation! Is it 'Open Sesame'?!"
If there could be a bad review, Warren would definitely give it to the person who wrote this card effect.
The dazzling amethyst card, a brilliant white gem being shattered by colorful power breaking through, and something was released from it.
It was just a golden contact lens, and if you looked closely, there was a hexagonal magical pattern on it, resembling a snowflake.
Place it between your fingers, then put it in your eye and moisten it with tears.
Equipped.
"Other than a slight yellowish tint in my left eye, there doesn't seem to be any other changes."
Or maybe it doesn't have any function without the incantation?
"But where do I find the incantation?... Wait, could it be...?"
Warren closed the windows, made sure the door was closed, and took a deep breath.
Whispered words like a mosquito buzz.
"Burst forth, reality."
His face seemed to be on fire.
"Shatter, spirit."
That fire had reached his ears.
"Exile—this world!"
At this point, Warren had already given up. He let out a low roar.
Smash! Valhalla!
The power of the angel from another dimension surged into him, instantly activating the magic circle on the Evil King's True Eye. In front of Warren's eyes, a hexagonal magic circle appeared, with two corners ignited by "starlight" and "flames."
Energy Conversion Magic Circle!
His body floated uncontrollably, and a dazzling light emanated from his left eye, shooting up into the sky, stirring up the clouds, bringing forth a large amount of lightning.
But his right eye indicated that it saw nothing, while his ears heard the thunder.
When the light shot up into the sky, a slight vibration occurred in the worlds seen by his left and right eyes, creating a momentary overlap.
The incantation was recited correctly, and the equipment was activated.
If it were just energy conversion, he currently only had the attributes of "starlight" and "flames," and he could infinitely draw them from the angelic dimension. It was completely useless.
Couldn't it at least increase the speed at which I draw or the total amount I can store?
And that "invisible boundary" he still didn't understand its meaning. What could he see with it? The souls?
It would be nice if he could see souls. After all, the mages in this world had techniques like astral projection.
It's hard for himself to remember these chuunibyou lines.
Therefore, he felt exhausted just thinking about that scene where he would have to take off his clothes and transform into a magical girl, even having to dance with a magic wand.
"I was killed by Thanos. Even if I die again outside, I will never use that kind of equipment!"
Too terrifying. Just thinking about that scene, Warren wanted to die.
...
Outside, heavy rain poured down, and the rain was heavy. The bodyguards were playing cards in the living room.
When Warren came out with his golden left eye, they weren't too surprised. After all, various rumors about Warren had already spread.
For example, he once absorbed a large amount of gold at a banquet, and then his wings turned into six wings.
It had only been a few hours since he returned from the vault, so it wasn't abnormal for his eyes to turn golden, right?
Seeing that Warren seemed to be planning to go out, the bodyguards immediately put down their cards and prepared to follow.
"You protect the others. There's no need to come with me."
"Yes."
The role of bodyguards was mainly to protect other accompanying personnel, and Warren didn't need that. He was the kind of boss who could protect his bodyguards.
Once he was outside, Warren activated low-altitude flight mode.
There was no way; he couldn't fly too high during a thunderstorm. What if he got struck by lightning? There would be no way to reason with that.
As he flew, he scanned the surroundings, looking for any place or thing that could trigger the "invisible boundary" effect of the Evil King's True Eye.
On the other hand, Martin Li had changed his clothes and lay down.
Norman Osborn had given him some time to talk to his family, and he told them that this was for his treatment.
Through the glass, he saw a black-haired little girl holding her mother's hand, raising her other small fist, and using her mouth to silently say to him, "Dad, good luck."
Martin Li smiled and clenched his fist in response.
Morgan Maxx said, "GP-15 will definitely succeed, and you will be able to live a healthy life in the future."
Hearing the words of the kind-hearted Morgan Maxx, Martin Li replied, "Hopefully."
Morgan Maxx was just a researcher and didn't understand the darkness behind certain things.
Just like the "volunteers" he once arranged for him, he would never know how Martin Li "persuaded" those people.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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