"Impossible!" Agatha denied Luke's words without thinking. She turned and looked at Luke with a mocking look on her face: "Only ignorant people can say such things.
Magical knowledge is vast and boundless. Even the Ancient One cannot master all the magic! Let alone someone I have never even heard of. "
"Really? If that strikes you as arrogant, you can give it a try." Luke dismissed Agatha's sarcasm. I looked at her and said, "I can prepare a battlefield for you to experience firsthand."
"I'm more than happy to expose such a clumsy lie of yours," Agatha said calmly. While she had always been a teacher, that didn't necessarily mean she was a good person. Her nature and magical desires were to pursue ever greater magical knowledge and power.
"Follow me." Luke snapped his fingers, and several hazy screens of light appeared behind everyone. Luke stepped in first, followed by the silent Held and Wanda, and finally Agatha, whose face was slightly solemn.
Scene change.
The four of them instantly arrived at an empty arena from Luke's collection room.
Rugged rubble floated around, protecting the circular area with a radius of one kilometer under Luke and his companions' feet.
"Mirror space? No, it should be a modified and solidified form of magic. How did you do it? Is the energy you created really that magical? Wanda also mastered it, but its performance was a little unsatisfactory."
The moment she entered the space, Agatha was acutely aware of the magical energy swirling around her. She could even vaguely discern what kind of magic it was from the flow of energy. She sensed a familiar quality within it, a quality that belonged to Kamar-Taj magic.
"It's already perfect. Mine is merely a variation of it. As for the level of energy I create, that depends on who is using it and how much authority they have."
Luke took the initiative to give up his seat, and a floating rubble collapsed into the shape of a seat, then floated behind Luke and Wanda. After the two sat on it, it rose high again, floated away from the center of the battlefield, and circled the battlefield like a satellite.
There are many similar pieces of rubble around, like seats in an arena, looking messy but moving in a certain pattern.
"Are you ready?"
Feeling the magic power in her body flowing freely again, Agatha looked at the silent Held and smiled. Purple energy rose from her body and turned into a torrent of energy rushing towards Held's direction.
The purple torrent completely submerged Held, and then the rushing torrent was like a power switch that was turned off. After a flash, it turned into specks of purple light that scattered around.
Agatha staggered back two steps, her face full of disbelief as she looked at Held, who had broken her spell with just one hand.
She wouldn't care if Held chose to use other magic to fight, resist, or even restrain, but the other party chose to use forbidden counterattack.
This is a useful, if not very practical, spell. It's all about using one's own magic to counter the other. In other words, it's using the same magic to interrupt your own magic.
It sounds simple, but this requires the user to have a thorough understanding of the magic you are using, and to be able to match or even far surpass the caster in terms of proficiency and cognition!
Understanding a certain type of magic is the basis for its use, but successfully using it in the fierce and ever-changing battle requires equally high timing and strength.
This is the fundamental source of all magical countermeasures and restraints. It is the most primitive and the most shocking.
Who was the last person who used this method to become famous, defeating all the wizards and witches who challenged him and forcing them to admit defeat?
It's Ancient One!
That's why she is honored as the Supreme Mage by all mage factions!
This was the most direct way to demonstrate the full range of magical strengths and weaknesses. It encompassed everything from magical knowledge and combat experience to the use of energy.
So once you fail, it is a failure without any excuse.
Agatha was extremely angry. This was almost like a battle between a mentor and an apprentice, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable and angry.
Energy once again surrounded her. One magic spell after another, woven into a shower of light, enveloped Helder as she chanted and chanted.
There are so many magics, many of which are dangerous magics that can only be mastered and applied skillfully by factions like Agatha. Any mistake in the response will lead to a series of domino reactions.
Agatha didn't believe that anyone could use that kind of forbidden countermeasures to deal with such a high frequency of magical attacks and the bombardment of obscure spells.
Even if Ancient One is alive, it won't work!
She believed that Ancient One had corresponding ways and means to deal with it, but she didn't believe that she could deal with it perfectly with just such a simple and terrifying method.
Ancient One is not good enough, and this strange wizard named Held in front of him is even worse.
However, a scene that made her pupils dilate with shock unfold before her eyes. The other party had done what she thought was impossible!
For a moment, all the knowledge and experience Agatha had accumulated over hundreds of years were overturned.
"How did you do it?" Agatha looked at Held in shock.
"Your biggest mistake was using magic to attack me." Held's voice sounded softly, "I am the master of magic and the apostle of magic. All magic is useless to me. At least to you.
Instead of wasting time chanting those spells, it might be better to just attack me with energy."
"Impossible! Are you a god?" Agatha shook her head fiercely. A clash of energies was possible, and she didn't mind deciding the outcome with pure energy. But it undoubtedly meant that her spells and magic were useless against the opponent. In this battle of magical knowledge and means, she had already lost.
She does have a final resort of hiding, but so what?
This isn't a life-and-death battle.
Agatha, unwilling to give up, cast some of her own spells, but they still had no effect. The opponent's countermeasures hadn't even changed.
Agatha was faced with the absurd scene of someone understanding her spells and magic better than her creator. Whether she accepted it or not, it was a fait accompli.
"I give up." Agatha restrained the magic power that was spreading from her body. She looked at Held with surprise and longing. She now had an urgent desire to follow him and learn, or to explore his thoughts.
She wanted to know how the other party was able to do all this. She also wanted to learn and control this power!
"Is it over so quickly?" Wanda was a little confused when she returned to the venue.
"The collision of magic, if not a fight of life and death, then these confrontations are enough to clearly show who is stronger and who is weaker. It is not impossible for the weak to defeat the strong, but the prerequisite is that he gives you a chance." Agatha said.
As she spoke, she turned her gaze to Luke beside her and said, "Where did you find her? Why have I never heard of her before? I think if the Ancient One were still alive, she would probably give up the position of Supreme Sorcerer to this Mage Held. She is close to being, or perhaps even a god of magic herself."
"That's a bit exaggerated. Although Master Ancient One doesn't mind, Held's appearance is inseparable from Master Ancient One's full support." Luke waved his hand.
"What do you mean?" Agatha vaguely sensed something strange in his words. What did "The Ancient One doesn't mind" mean? Wasn't the Ancient One dead a long time ago? The current leader of Kamar-Taj was the successor of Stephen Strange.
Using the Dark Lord Dormammu as the [Trial of Vishanti], he successfully defended Midgard from the other side and thus succeeded to the throne.
"It seems you're not very well-informed." Luke glanced at Agatha meaningfully. "It's no secret. The Ancient One is not dead. Or rather, she's alive and well in some strange form."
"Fake death?" Agatha immediately thought of this possibility and muttered to herself absentmindedly, "I should have thought of it earlier. How could she die so easily, and at the hands of her own apprentice?"
"Is she the apprentice of the Ancient One?" Thinking of what Luke had said before, Agatha came out of her trance, glanced at Held, and asked Luke in a low voice.
"Your opinion is a bit biased, but it's also possible." Luke said: "She is a creation that combines all the knowledge and everything of the Ancient One.
I just overcame a technical difficulty and successfully created her. She is one of a kind."
"Created? Isn't she a human life?" Agatha felt that the shock she received today was greater than all the shocks she had experienced in her past hundreds of years combined.
A strange being that suddenly appeared and had magical skills and knowledge so profound that she felt terrified was already enough to terrify her, but the man in front of her told her: This wizard who made her feel terrified was actually just a creation?
Who could create such a terrifying wizard?
The god of magic?
Is Ancient One really that powerful?
"It depends on how you understand it. If you think she is life, then she is life. But if you look at it critically, she is still some distance away from being real life," Luke replied.
"Did the Ancient One create her? Or you?" Agatha's eyes wandered between Luke and Held with a complex expression. She had originally believed her disciple Wanda was the one closest to the source of magic, so she had spared no effort in training her, teaching her step-by-step how to control and tame her violent and dangerous power. But now, looking at Held, she felt a strong sense of bewilderment.
"Master Ancient One is busy with her own apotheosis ceremony." Luke didn't finish his words, but the implication had revealed who the real creator was.
However, Agatha did not understand the meaning of Luke's words. She was just shocked by the information Luke revealed.
"Is the Ancient One preparing for his own apotheosis?" Agatha cried out. Wanda, standing nearby, also looked on in awe. As a member of the Avengers, she knew something about the Ancient One. She knew how powerful and terrifying his magical prowess was, but becoming a god?
"After Vishanti's white magic and Sithon's black magic, he is the third god whose magic concept is based on elements and psychic energy." Luke calmly spoke about the shocking information to Agatha and the others.
Luke didn't mind the Ancient One borrowing his energy to become a god. The new energy he had now was enough to support several demon gods.
Moreover, if it wasn't for this, why would Ancient One reject the recruitment of so many great gods and pay so much for the Energy Bank and him?
This also means that the other party is completely determined to be tied to him, even closer than the Trinity of Weishan Emperor.
Odin was also somewhat envious of Ancient One's current state, so he learned from Ancient One to abandon Asgard and the Nine Realms and show his attitude.
This is a transformation of the entire class and power system.
Agatha remained silent. Thinking about her previous thoughts, she couldn't help but feel powerless and ashamed.
"Will all the mages of Kamar-Taj switch to practicing the Ancient One's magic?" Wanda was also shocked, but compared to her family and friends, she didn't care about these external things. She just asked curiously.
"It depends on Master Ancient One's own wishes. But based on my understanding of her, she probably won't do that. It takes time to establish and mature the new system." Luke said.
"So, that's why she appeared?" Agatha seemed to understand something and looked at the silent and quiet Held thoughtfully.
"She was created to help the Ancient One record and analyze various magical knowledge and energies. He considered her a magical processor. That's why I said she couldn't be considered a complete life form." Luke said, "After the Ancient One no longer needed her, I remodeled her core into its current form."
"So, she was just a tool, right?" Agatha's eyes lit up.
"That's not a bad way to interpret it." Luke thought about it and nodded. Originally, it was just a single core, used as an intelligent magical supercomputer. It was truly just a tool.
Now?
For Held, the core that was transformed twice could perhaps be considered an energy core, or a magic heart.
It is contaminated with too much of Ancient One's aura. If nothing unexpected happens, it will become an item equivalent to the [Book of Vishanti] and the [Book of the Dark God].
The difference is that Luke gave it body and life.
"How can I get access to your energy and learn from this Master Held?" Agatha said after calming down.
She no longer thought about whether to snatch him or not, but how to get Luke to accept her. She didn't expect to become a new magical god like the Ancient One, but being the first wizard under the gods should be okay, right?