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"Wang, please stay. Alex, go back to the New York Temple first."

Master Gu Yi sat down at the tea table, speaking calmly as if he were having a casual chat.

But this seemingly casual remark sounded like a death knell to Master Wang.

What's meant to be will be; if it's meant to be, there's no escaping it!

"Yes," Master Wang replied reluctantly, his face contorted with a bitter expression.

Alex glanced at Master Wang with sympathy, then turned to look at Lin Jie, who had just returned his soul to his body and was rubbing his temples.

Alex clicked his tongue inwardly in amazement.

This unassuming young man is actually able to summon Odin, the Norse god-king, as a beast!

When did Kamar-Taj produce such an extraordinary character?

Filled with shock and confusion, Alex opened the portal and dashed back to New York.

Lin Jie shook his slightly dizzy head. Forcibly summoning Odin had indeed drained his magic power.

He felt completely drained and weak all over.

"Go back and rest. Today's progress has been unexpectedly good. However, your body still needs to adapt to this high level of magical energy consumption." The Ancient One looked at Lin Jie and, unusually, offered a word of praise. "After you go back, continue to stabilize the astral projection."

Master Wang, who was listening nearby, rolled his eyes.

Master, you call this "not bad"?

Two days!

From not being able to even grasp the basics, to being able to float for fourteen hours in an astral state, and finally even being able to create a summoning circle connecting to Asgard in a soul state!

That's just plain weird!

"Understood, Master." Lin Jie replied weakly, and walked unsteadily out of the temple.

After Lin Jie and Alex left, only the Ancient One and the King remained in the temple.

Master Gu Yi calmly poured herself a cup of tea, took a small sip, and then looked up at Master Wang with a half-smile: "I think you have some things to explain to me."

Master Wang swallowed hard, knowing he couldn't hide it any longer, and could only bite the bullet and begin to confess: "Supreme Master, actually... I just took Lin Jie to the New York Temple."

"And then?" Ancient One continued drinking his tea.

"Then... we accidentally stumbled upon Killian and Tony Stark fighting. We were trying to leave, but we got caught up in it. Killian's men were about to attack us, and in desperation... Lin Jie summoned Odin. That's what happened."

Master Wang tried to downplay the shocking fact that Lin Jie had used his soul to unleash a powerful attack.

However, the Ancient One wasn't buying it and bluntly stated the truth: "So, Lin Jie's spirit can already cast spells?"

Master Wang sighed and nodded resignedly, "Yes, Supreme Master. He only took two days to be able to cast spells using his spiritual body."

"To be precise, it's thirty-six hours," the Ancient One corrected. "He even went back to his dormitory for a nap yesterday afternoon."

Master Wang: ...

Master, could you please stop rubbing salt into my wound?

"Venerable Master, isn't what you're saying a bit too harsh?" Master Wang protested, looking aggrieved.

"How could that be, Your Majesty?" The Ancient One smiled slightly. "You have your strengths too."

Master Wang's eyes lit up: "Really? What are my strengths?"

The Ancient One replied earnestly, "Your strength is that you have a junior brother with extraordinary talent."

Master Wang: ...

This is worse than not praising at all!

Master Wang felt like he had been dealt a heavy blow, and bowed dejectedly: "Supreme Master, if there's nothing else, I'll go back to the library and isolate myself."

"No rush." ​​The Ancient One put down her teacup, her smile vanishing instantly, her eyes sharpening. "Have some tea. Let's have a good chat about how you brought Lin Jie out of Kamar-Taj, how you got the Avengers to discover our existence, and how you even alerted Odin, the King of Gods."

Master Wang: ...

It’s over.

The blows we just dealt were just an appetizer; the real reckoning is about to begin!

……

at the same time.

New York, S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters.

"Sir, Stark has been admitted to the intensive care unit."

Agent Hill, carrying a report, strode into Nick Fury's office. "Last night we conducted a thorough search of the site and found no residual energy from any conventional explosives. Perhaps... Stark is right."

Nick Fury leaned back in his chair, staring with one eye at the on-site photos on the screen—the horrific crater several meters deep—and gave a cold laugh.

"So, you believe Stark's nonsense? A robed spirit summoned Odin from Norse mythology, and then that old geezer slapped Killian and his mutant army to death?"

Nick Fury slammed the report on the table. "If this is true, then Kamar-Taj isn't some magical sanctuary, it's the gates to hell!"

Nick Fury, as the head of the secret service, has an innate aversion to things as ethereal as magic and the soul.

He can accept genetic mutations, high-tech modifications, and even aliens.

Because these things can be explained, at least to some extent, by science or cosmology.

But "magic"?

This is completely beyond S.H.I.E.L.D.'s control!

In Nick Fury's eyes, Kamar-Taj was at best a gathering place for superpowered individuals, similar to Xavier's School.

A group of freaks with dangerous mutated abilities have been hiding on Earth for so long without anyone noticing, which is an absolutely intolerable security threat to S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Any progress with Natasha?" Nick Fury rubbed his temples and asked.

Hill shook her head: "We've been searching for a whole week, and there's been no clue. She checked the coordinates you gave her, and the locals said there's nothing there; Kamar-Taj is just a legend used to fool tourists."

"Sir, should we bring Natasha back? She's just wasting time there," Hill suggested.

Instead of answering directly, Nick Fury pulled a top-secret file from his drawer and tossed it to Hill.

"Look at this, do you still think it's just a legend?"

Hill opened the file, his brow furrowing more and more as he read.

Mount Everest in the Himalayas was inexplicably split in half;

After the Chitauri army descended upon Earth, they retreated at the speed of light as if they had seen a ghost.

A terrifying alien giant appeared in the sky above Kathmandu and then disappeared instantly;

A golden sword light suddenly appeared in the center of Kathmandu, cleaving a hundred-meter-wide chasm...

The density of supernatural events that have occurred in just half a month is astonishing!

Moreover, the geographical center of all these events points to the same area—Kathmandu, Nepal!

"Once is a coincidence, twice is an accident. But so many things happening at once, that's what you call inevitable!" Nick Fury narrowed his one eye. "Karmar-Taj must be hiding somewhere in Kathmandu. They've mastered some kind of high-tech stealth technology that can shield them from satellites and the naked eye."

"Even if you find it, what do you plan to do?" Hill asked with some concern.

Judging from the destructive power of these events, Kamar-Taj is definitely not to be trifled with.

"It's simple." Nick Fury leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms, and uttered two words: "Negotiation."

Hill instantly understood what the chief meant.

The so-called negotiations were nothing more than a matter of diplomacy before resorting to force.

If they can be recruited, that would be best; if not, then they should do everything possible to bring Kamar-Taj under the complete control of S.H.I.E.L.D., just like they control other mutants.

After all, in Nick Fury's dictionary, such an awesome existence is not allowed on Earth!