After fully absorbing the power granted by the [Aesir Bloodline] skill listing, Black Widow Natasha immediately gave the many S.H.I.E.L.D. agents a demonstration—lifting a helicopter with her bare hands.
Her still-slender and sexy figure combined with immense power caused all the female agents present to gasp in amazement.
They rushed over joyfully, offering heartfelt congratulations and praise.
Dr. Helen Cho and Dr. Wu Jiaqi couldn't help themselves—they began examining Natasha's body closely, almost giving in to temptation and taking a blood sample right then and there just to analyze what exactly had changed.
Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor, Iron Man Tony Stark shot an extremely resentful glare toward Wong as he walked toward the rooftop.
He hadn't even gone twenty meters from his random spawn point when he was decapitated!
And he was the very first elimination in the Demigod Trials too.
The fact that he didn't outright curse was already showing incredible restraint!
Tony Stark—the mighty Iron Man, billionaire, and major shareholder of Stark Industries—when had he ever been humiliated like this?
That was beyond tragic!
If Wong had actually done something impressive after that, he could have justified it by blaming Wong's sheer power.
Maybe it was just his own bad luck for walking straight into enemy fire.
But...
Getting curious about a C4 explosive and sticking your face right next to it?
Are you kidding me?!
Next time he got a chance to enter the Demigod Trials, he'd open fire indiscriminately with everything he had—unleash massive firepower across a wide area without hesitation!
The Aesir bloodline!
Though it felt a bit disrespectful toward his parents, the prospect of an extended lifespan and a powerful physique with absolutely no side effects was undeniably tempting.
Even with his Mark armor, he still wanted this badly, didn't he?
"I feel like I missed out on hundreds of millions..."
Every time Tony Stark imagined the scene—his enemy sneaking up on him before he even suited up, thinking victory was assured, only for him to turn around and punch them square in the face—he felt like he'd truly taken a massive loss this time!
Looks like he really needed to get back into the field of biological gene technology after all.
He just hoped the research notes his father left hadn't gone out of date.
At the balcony railing on the villa's top floor,
Kei Yamanaka wore an exasperated expression as he turned to look at Wong, Mordo, and Kaecilius standing obediently behind him, looking visibly embarrassed.
"Wong, later go to Stark's bookshelf and grab that book titled *Complete Encyclopedia of Modern and Contemporary Weapons*."
"Yes, Sorcerer Supreme."
Wong quickly responded, not daring to meet Kei's gaze.
He himself also found the situation incredibly shameful.
"Mordo, who gave you the courage to engage him in hand-to-hand combat without even using 'Vishanti's Sacred Body'?"
Kei shifted his gaze toward Mordo.
It made absolutely no sense to him!
What was wrong with these people?! Were they seriously putting all their points into Strength and Endurance and only learning spells for basic lighting?
"Yes, Sorcerer Supreme. I will definitely correct this mistake."
Mordo pursed his lips, eyes shifting nervously.
He'd heard rumors about the Hulk's strength being formidable—
But he really hadn't expected *that* much strength.
One punch sent his weapon flying. The second left him dazed, unable to cast his spells. By the third, his consciousness blurred... And then...
There was nothing after that.
"Your biggest problem is your mindset. Tell me—who won in the end? Secret technique practitioners wield greater power than ordinary individuals, but that shouldn't be a reason for pride. A lion still uses its full strength against a rabbit. Got it?"
"I understand! I'll never forget this lesson!"
"If you like taijutsu, later I'll find two people to properly teach you."
Kei Yamanaka muttered grumpily, already preparing to drag both Little A and Might Guy over to give Mordo a proper lesson.
You like physical combat?
Fine then, go experience a real man-to-man brawl—flesh against flesh!
Kei turned again toward Kaecilius.
The silent man wordlessly raised before him a book he'd just taken from Tony Stark's shelf titled *Practical Applications of Special Tactics*.
"The combat experience you've gained against demons and Dimensional Demon Gods doesn't translate well to modern battlefields. If you want to learn, Natasha, Coulson, and Hawkeye are all excellent mentors. As they say, 'There's always something to learn from whoever you walk with.' Don't be shy."
"Yes, sir!"
Kaecilius bowed respectfully, gripping the book a bit tighter.
His gaze also flicked down toward Natasha below on the helipad—the Black Widow.
To sorcerers, her strength had seemed negligible.
And yet, this very woman whom they'd ignored had triumphed through rich battlefield experience, sharp judgment of tactical developments, and impressive proficiency with all kinds of weapons, claiming victory in the Demigod Trials!
Aesir bloodline. White Magic Grandmaster. Demon God Agent.
Leaving aside the uncertain part about 'White Magic Grandmaster,' either of the other two could grant him more than three hundred additional years of life—enough to resurrect his wife and children!
Next time. Next victory.
He will claim it!
"All right. Now that you know where you fall short, work hard to improve."
Kei waved them off.
Wong, Mordo, and Kaecilius hurriedly bowed once again, then quickly scrambled off the rooftop.
They had died far too painfully just now.
For now, they couldn't stand to remain there any longer.
Near one side of the helipad downstairs,
Natasha had celebrated briefly with S.H.I.E.L.D.'s female agents before regaining her composure, then broke into a run up the stairs to the villa's top floor.
"Sorcerer Supreme, Your Grace, thank you for giving me such an opportunity. Is there anything I can possibly do for you?"
"...How about preserving world peace?"
Looking at the serious face of Natasha—the Black Widow—Kei chose his words carefully before finally offering this response.
Truthfully, he'd already gotten what he wanted.
As for asking for help?
Considering Natasha's strength—on par with the Three Warriors of Asgard—and her rank as a senior S.H.I.E.L.D. agent,
What kind of matter could he possibly have that absolutely required her involvement?
For important matters, he'd handle them himself. And for less important ones, he certainly wasn't lacking capable operatives around him.
Why go the long way around when I can just ask someone nearby?
"Save your gratitude. Go relax with your friends. Don't waste this rare holiday."
"Okay."
Natasha hesitated for a moment, then her flushed cheeks lit up with a bright smile.
Feeling completely at ease, she walked downstairs.
She had come from the Red Room, a former Soviet intelligence organization, where she received rigorous professional training and mastered micro-expression analysis.
Her long career as a spy had introduced her to many men.
But truly few, like this Sorcerer Supreme standing before her now, had offered significant help with no expectation of return.
The Sorcerer Supreme...
No wonder even someone as shrewd as Nick Fury approached him with such caution.
He was like a sun suspended high in the sky.
The light that naturally radiated from him was enough to illuminate the entire world.
And spies like them, who had long lived in the shadows, were like creatures dwelling in dark sewers—just daring to look directly at such a being seemed to fill them with shame...
"Why do agents always get lost in thought?"
Kei Yamanaka sensed Natasha's inner turmoil but said nothing more.
Leaning casually against the railing, he enjoyed the warm sea winds blowing toward him and the ocean view while closing his eyes, once again reviewing the system reward within his mind.
Changing Natasha's fate had just rewarded him with something interesting.
[Essential Skill Navigation Opportunity: Analyzes the Host's current essential skill listings for strength improvement, identifies all individuals currently possessing the selected skill, and navigates a path to reach them.]
"Sorcerer system, use the Essential Skill Navigation Opportunity."
[Analysis commencing. Currently, the Host has numerous elemental abilities and special effects, but lacks comprehensive management or efficient utilization. Recommended golden skill listings are the 'Second Biological Engine' or the 'Void Engine'.]
[Please select the target skill listing for navigation.]
Two consecutive system notifications sounded.
Slightly surprised at first, Kei quickly figured out what the "engines" were referring to.
No surprise there...
Superman?
Then the one with the [Second Biological Engine] must be Yan, Zhixin, or Zhuikui?
And the [Void Engine] belongs to the Shinigami Kal?
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