Marvel: Traveling through time with Warcraft skills

After returning to the shop, Geralt's heart was still occupied by the pile of precious Uru steel, and his mind was full of ideas on how to make full use of it. In the laboratory. Geralt stood in front of the pile of Uru steel, frowning, and fell into deep thought. He tried several conventional magic dissolution methods, but the Uru steel remained motionless. "Why don't you ask Master Gu Yi, she should know." Geralt's eyes suddenly lit up. Master Gu Yi, as a legendary figure in the magic world, is knowledgeable and experienced. He must have a deep understanding of the mysterious material of Uru steel. Geralt did it as soon as he thought of it. He cast the teleportation magic without hesitation. With a surge of magic power, a portal slowly opened in front of him. In an instant, he came to Kamar-Taj. The air here seemed to be filled with a strong magical atmosphere. Ancient buildings were scattered around in an orderly manner.

Various mysterious runes and patterns were engraved on the walls, emitting a faint light.

A dark-skinned wizard had been waiting there for a long time. He was dressed in traditional Kamar-Taj clothes, with deep and peaceful eyes.

Geralt simply explained his purpose to him. The dark-skinned wizard nodded slightly, then turned around and led the way.

After a while, they arrived at the living room of the Ancient One.

The living room was decorated simply and elegantly. The Ancient One was sitting in front of the coffee table. She was wearing a yellow robe and had a peaceful face.

On the coffee table, a set of exquisite tea sets were neatly placed, and the steaming tea was rising with fragrance,

as if welcoming Geralt's arrival.

"You came here to ask how to make weapons with Uru Sacred Steel."

The Ancient One wizard raised his head slightly, with a faint smile on his face.

"As expected, nothing can be hidden from you. You should have known about the coming of the Destroyer. So what can you do?"

Although Geralt had expected the Ancient One's foresight,

he was still slightly startled when he heard her speak so bluntly about her purpose.

He walked slowly to the coffee table, sat down, picked up a cup of steaming tea, and took a sip.

"I told you, what's the benefit for me?"

The Ancient One's expression was still as calm as water, without any ups and downs.

Her deep eyes stared at Geralt quietly.

"Benefits? You are the Supreme Mage. Asking me for benefits will not damage your image."

Geralt put down the teacup, with obvious surprise on his face.

"At this stage, I don't care about this anymore."

The Ancient One shook his head slightly, and the smile on his face was still indifferent.

"Okay, okay, then what do you want?"

Geralt sighed helplessly and spread his hands slightly. He knew that he didn't seem to have much room for bargaining.

"It's very simple. You can't eat such a big piece of Uru by yourself. I want to share a portion as the price of helping you."

The Ancient One said slowly.

Geralt hesitated for a moment, and after thinking for a moment, he nodded slowly and agreed to the conditions of the Ancient One.

Then, the Ancient One sat up slightly and began to talk about the Uru Steel.

"Uru is a very mysterious and powerful material. It comes from a special energy and material fusion from the depths of the universe. Just like Thor's Mjolnir also uses a part of this god steel, Asgard's method is to bombard it with the energy of a neutron star to melt it. We can't do this method. But I can use a magic analysis technique to slowly analyze it and reorganize its structure." Geralt listened attentively, and in this way, Geralt spent three days learning it in Kamar-Taj. Geralt returned to his shop and went straight to the underground laboratory. Along the way, his mind kept echoing the key points of magic analysis taught by Master Gu Yi. Entering the laboratory, Geralt took a deep breath, quickly adjusted his state, and began to perform the analysis technique he had just learned. He stood in front of the pile of Uru, slowly raised his hands, and a series of blue magic lights flowed out from his palms and wrapped around the Uru. As the analysis technique was activated, a faint halo appeared on the surface of the Uru Sacred Steel,

as if resisting the invasion of this external magic power.

Geralt concentrated on controlling the magic power, and fine beads of sweat gradually oozed out of his forehead.

However, as time went by, his brows became more and more furrowed.

Although the analysis technique can indeed have an effect on the Uru Sacred Steel, the progress is so slow that it is frustrating.

After only a moment, it seems that only a very small part of the Uru Sacred Steel has been analyzed.

If you wantIt would take a long time to complete the entire analysis process with such efficiency.

"How long will it take to finish this?"

Geralt couldn't help but complain in a low voice, with a hint of helplessness and anxiety in his voice.

At this moment, he deeply realized that it was too slow to complete this difficult task by himself.

In desperation, his thoughts began to drift towards finding helpers.

"It seems that I must consider recruiting a few more apprentices."

Geralt muttered to himself, and the appearance of his first apprentice a long time ago appeared in his mind.

When she was a child, she was like an exquisite porcelain doll, and her innocent smile was like a flower blooming in spring.

Her big eyes were clear and bright, full of curiosity and longing for the magical world, so cute.

But who would have thought that she would start to go crazy when she grew up.

"I must find a mentally healthy apprentice this time."

Geralt secretly made up his mind.

On a dusty road,

S.H.I.E.L.D. elite agent Natasha Romanoff was escorting a very embarrassed prisoner.

The prisoner was in tattered clothes, his hair was messy like weeds, his face was full of fatigue,

but there was a hint of ferocity in his eyes from time to time.

He was the leader of a vicious terrorist organization. In order to bring him to justice,

Natasha relied on her excellent infiltration skills and went through many hardships before finally capturing him in the enemy's lair.

Along the way, Natasha remained highly alert and ready to deal with any emergency at any time.

However, at the moment when she was slightly distracted, the prisoner seemed to have sensed this slight slackness,

and suddenly burst out with an amazing force, breaking free from the restraints on his body.

He ran away wildly.

"Damn it!"

Natasha cursed in a low voice, and a hint of regret and anger flashed in her eyes.

She chased after him without hesitation, gradually approaching a mysterious and quiet town.

At the entrance of the town, a shabby sign read "Silent Hill Welcomes You".

The words swayed gently in the breeze, as if issuing a silent and strange call.

When Natasha chased here, her steps slowed down involuntarily, and her eyes scanned the surroundings vigilantly.

The town was shrouded in a layer of light mist, and the mist faintly exuded a chilling atmosphere.

The streets were empty, the buildings on both sides were dilapidated and old, and the walls were covered with mottled moss.

The window glass was broken, like a pair of empty eyes, quietly staring at the uninvited guest.

Natasha felt a strong sense of uneasiness in her heart, but she gritted her teeth, and the sense of mission in her heart overcame her fear.

"I must not let him escape!"

She said to herself in her heart, and then resolutely chased into Silent Hill.