Although Ancient One is called a magic user and uses magic, including her, all magic users of the Kamar-Taj lineage have a heart for close combat.
Just like Loki, who calls himself a magic user but uses two daggers as an assassin as soon as he makes a move.
He changed professions, but didn't completely change professions.
While novice Loki was still asking how to play in close combat, veteran Ancient One was already oh oh oh oh-ing.
I have magic but I don't use it, hey, I just want to play.
Jokes aside, Ancient One is indeed very skilled at playing as a close-combat magic user.
Especially the lightning five-even whip, it's so fast that even with Super Speed, you can't see the whip, only streaks of golden energy light.
Lightning five-even whip?
Ancient One: Are you polite?
"Bang!"
Ancient One kicked out, used the force for a backflip, and pulled away from Samuel.
"Void Lord, you are indeed very powerful."
Facing Ancient One's praise, Samuel shook his head with some regret: "Are you very short of money?"
Ancient One was stunned: "Although not much, I'm not short of it either, why do you ask?"
Not short of money -- If you're not short of money, at least use special effects!
What about Vatum's Wind, Seraphim Shield, Vishanti's Sacred Sword, Balthakk's Bolt, Hoggoth's Hoary Hosts, Ikonn's Mystical Mists, you should use them!
Especially Setorak's Crimson Bands, use them! If you don't use them, how can I? If you don't use them, how can I act cool --
The dignified Sorcerer Supreme facing a 'dimension traveler' shows no competitive spirit at all, what about the responsibility of protecting Earth?
Have you given up?
"I'm leaving, next time I'll treat you to the first cup of milk tea in autumn." Samuel 'lonely' waved his hand and left the Mirror Dimension.
...
Ancient One also left the Mirror Dimension, feeling bewildered. Samuel's reaction made her feel as if she had disappointed him.
The problem is, what did she do?
Master Mordo came up concerned: "Teacher, are you alright?"
"I -- I don't know." Ancient One thought with a strange expression and asked: "Do you know what the meaning of the first cup of milk tea in autumn is?"
"The first cup of milk tea in autumn? No, I don't know, it should just be milk tea, right?"
Master Mordo was also confused. As soon as the teacher came out, she asked about milk tea. Could it be that she wanted to drink milk tea?
But haven't you always just drunk regular tea?
Ancient One nodded, and asked again: "Are we short of money?"
"Money? We're not short of money? Teacher, that person, you said he is the Void Lord, what kind of place is the Void, and what is his purpose in coming here?"
Master Mordo couldn't quite grasp the teacher's meaning, so he simply changed the subject and asked about the mysterious visitor who shattered the Seraphim Shield with one punch.
"The Void is the end of the Multiverse timeline, Void Lord Samuel's intention --"
Ancient One shook her head. She originally thought he wanted ""The Book of Cagliostro"", but he just tested her with a brief exchange and then inexplicably left.
"He shouldn't have any ill intentions, but you should still maintain a certain level of respect when you see him in the future. This Void Lord is stronger than I thought, making him unfathomable."
"Yes."
The Void Lord's strength was fully demonstrated in that punch and the teacher's reaction.
Up until now, Master Mordo had never heard of anyone being able to shatter the Seraphim Shield with one punch, not even the teacher could do it.
Na Du Tong Express Logistics Company New York Branch.
Samuel studied Mirror Dimension and astral projection for a while, put the valuables from the safe into his backpack, and went downstairs.
"Martin." Samuel waved to Li Martin, who had changed clothes at some point.
Li Martin instinctively shivered, and hurriedly trotted over with an uneasy compensatory smile.
"Boss, do you have any instructions?"
Samuel handed the backpack over. Li Martin was stunned for a moment after opening it, then quietly asked with understanding: "Do you want to get rid of it?"
Samuel nodded.
"Leave it to me."
Li Martin is familiar with this kind of work. It's just converting stolen goods into cash. When he helped people smuggle for the snakehead organization before, many people who didn't have enough cash would use valuables to settle their debts.
Samuel wanted to pat his shoulder, but he dodged, then moved to the side, offering his other shoulder.
That shoulder was injured and hadn't healed yet.
How sensible!
Samuel patted him with satisfaction: "Go ahead, remember to come to work tomorrow morning."
"Yes."
Li Martin greeted Jessica Jones and the others goodbye, and left with the backpack.
Jessica Jones pulled Samuel's arm and walked to the side, quietly asking: "Did you hit him when you called him out earlier?"
Samuel: "He said that?"
Jessica Jones shook her head: "I'm not blind, can't I tell if he's injured? Although he changed clothes, I can still smell a faint scent of blood."
"He's already miserable enough."
"How miserable?"
"You don't know, in your hometown he was the boss of a zipper factory, living a not-so-rich life with his wife. Later, he was suppressed by officials, so he got the idea of coming to live here."
"After much difficulty, he saved enough money, and his wife came first, but ended up finding a new love here."
"He smuggled himself here and saw many undocumented immigrants die in the dark, cramped cabins, some from severe dehydration, and some from the abuse of the snakehead organization."
"Just when he finally saw hope, the boat took on water and capsized, killing over two hundred people, with only one survivor, and that was him!"
Samuel looked at the somewhat sad Jessica Jones, not knowing what to say.
The story about his wife finding a new love, or him being the only survivor among over two hundred deaths, were all lies meant to elicit sympathy.
If he hadn't been 'convinced by reason' and asked after being beaten, Li Martin would probably have told him the same story.