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"Senior Brother! Something terrible has happened!"

Master Wang scrambled to Modu's side, forgetting even the usual greetings, grabbed Modu's arm, and gasped for breath.

Modu's heart sank when he heard him shout.

Something terrible has happened?

Could it be Dormammu attacking?

Or have aliens invaded again?

It's worth noting that the King is known for his strict adherence to rules and etiquette at Kamar-Taj.

For him to panic like this, stumbling and crawling, it must be something incredibly serious!

Modu's expression instantly turned extremely serious, and he grabbed Master Wang's shoulder: "What happened? Explain yourself!"

Master Wang gasped for breath several times before he could barely speak clearly: "Senior Brother... Lin Jie... that kid Lin Jie used alchemy... to forge the legendary sword in the stone!"

Mordo: ......

What the hell?

Alchemy forged a sword?

Mordo took a deep breath, suppressing his nervousness, and irritably shook off Master Wang's hand: "Are you out of your mind? What's the big deal! Alchemy isn't some top-secret magic. Anyone can forge a broken sword as long as they're willing to expend magic power! Is it really necessary to panic like this?!"

Modu was utterly speechless.

I thought Dormammu had come to kill us, but this is all?

However, he only got halfway through his sentence.

Modu's mind suddenly clicked, his pupils contracted sharply, and he froze as if he had been electrocuted.

"Wait... what did you just say about a sword?! The Sword in the Stone?!"

Modu's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he stared intently at Master Wang.

No, are you telling me a bedtime story?

The legendary sword in the stone?!

That's one of the Ten Holy Swords, an ancient artifact that accompanied King Arthur in his rise to power!

Can this thing really be conjured out of thin air using alchemy?!

"It's true! Senior Brother! I swear in the name of Vishanti! I've confirmed it at least three times!"

Master Wang was so anxious that he kept stamping his feet, his face serious, it didn't seem like he was joking at all.

Modu gasped, feeling his worldview crumbling.

Although the Sword in the Stone disappeared completely after the fall of ancient Britain, few people have ever truly witnessed its power.

However, in the oldest books in Kamar-Taj, there is only a brief record of this sword in just eight words:

When the king draws his sword, the world changes color!

These eight words alone are enough to illustrate just how terrifying this sword is!

Now you're telling me that Lin Jie, a complete novice who hasn't been practicing alchemy for very long, managed to conjure one up using alchemy?!

What kind of monster has Kamar-Taj summoned?!

"Are you sure that sword really has the legendary power?"

Modu swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

Master Wang shook his head: "I haven't tested its power yet, but its design, its aura, even the ancient inscriptions on the sword are exactly the same as those in the library! Most importantly, that sword is strangely heavy; I can't even hold it with one hand!"

Modu frowned, his mind a complete mess.

No matter how I think about it, it seems impossible!

Creating divine artifacts out of thin air? Only gods could do that!

"Your Majesty, you must be seeing things! You probably just look alike!" Mordo retorted through gritted teeth.

"There's absolutely no way I could be mistaken! Senior Brother, if you don't believe me, come with me and see for yourself!" Master Wang eagerly pulled Modu outside.

"Let's go! I want to see what kind of trouble he's gotten himself into!"

With a flick of his sleeve, Mordo ignored the apprentices who were training and strode toward the fighting arena.

Watching Mordo and Master Wang hurriedly leave, Carter sighed helplessly in the crowd.

"Sigh, I guess that pervert Lin Jie has stirred up some big news again."

As Lin Jie's former team leader, Carter knew all too well the expressions on these two big shots' faces just now.

No one can remain calm when it comes to Lin Jie.

Carter shook his head, just about to continue his training.

Suddenly, a rough and arrogant voice rang in my ears: "Hey! You over there, uncle in the gray robe, do you know that kid Lin Jie?"

Uncle?!

Carter's eye twitched, and he turned his head away with a displeased expression, ready to start cursing.

When he turned around, he saw the person's face clearly.

Carter immediately chickened out, his legs going slightly weak.

Isn't that Thor, that big, goofy guy who calls himself the God of Thunder?!

During the last battle in New York, Carter personally witnessed this guy smashing aliens with a hammer.

Even though I don't have a hammer anymore, the Asgardians are not people I can mess with!

"Cough... I know him, what's wrong?" Carter replied, trying to appear calm.

Thor crossed his arms, his tone relatively calm: "Where's Lin Jie? Why isn't he training with you bunch of mortals?"

Because Thor had no recollection of a nobody like Carter, he was unaware that the man in front of him was one of the culprits who used the portal to trap Hulk in New York.

Seeing that Thor didn't recognize him, Carter secretly breathed a sigh of relief and honestly replied, "He is the Sorcerer Supreme's disciple and usually practices in a private meditation room."

"The Sorcerer Supreme? The Ancient One?" Thor frowned and muttered, "I think I've heard that name before."

Immediately afterward, Thor raised his voice, clearly annoyed: "Why can he train with that bald woman, while I, the prince of Asgard, the strongest warrior in the Nine Realms, have to mingle with you bunch of mortals who practice health exercises?!"

Because you're an idiot.

Carter was internally cursing, but on the surface he forced a smile: "This... you'll need the Sorcerer Supreme's approval first."

"Approval? Why wouldn't she approve of me?!" Thor proudly raised his chin.

Carter wisely kept quiet and didn't respond. There was no point in reasoning with this brainless muscleman.

Seeing that Carter didn't speak, Thor reached out and patted Carter's shoulder hard, almost knocking him over.

"By the way! Where is Lin Jie training? My injuries are almost healed, and I still owe him a fight!" Thor's eyes blazed with intense fighting spirit.

fight?

With Lin Jie?

Upon hearing this, Carter instantly perked up.

Although Lin Jie is a pervert, Thor is at least the son of the God King, and has thick skin and flesh.

If these two were to fight, it would be hard to say who would win or lose.

No matter who gets beaten up, Carter is happy to watch the show!

"He usually trains at the fighting arena next door."

Carter enthusiastically pointed in the direction. "Are you going to find him now?"

"Of course!" Thor nodded without hesitation and took a step to leave.

But after taking only two steps, Thor suddenly stopped, slapping his forehead: "No! I can't go now!"

"What's wrong?" Carter asked, puzzled.

Thor turned around, his face serious, and said, "I need a hammer! All my Thor's power is in that hammer. Without it, I don't know how to generate electricity!"

Carter: ......

God the hell, Thor's power is in the hammer!

So you're not Thor, you're the hammer god?!

Does he not even know how to use his ultimate move when he's away from that iron lump?

Carter's lips twitched violently, and he muttered in a low voice, "What a damn Thor."

After saying that, Carter turned around and continued pulling on the magic lines in his hand, no longer bothering to pay attention to this idiot.

Thor, having been rebuffed, could only wander aimlessly around the training ground.

He strolled among the apprentices with his hands behind his back, like a leader inspecting his territory, constantly uttering various sarcastic remarks.

"Good heavens! Are you swatting a fly with that slow, clumsy motion? That kind of move won't last three seconds on the battlefield!"

"Hey! You shorty, what's that spark that suddenly popping out of your hand? A juggling firework? Could it kill someone?"