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Facing Ancient One's invitation for him to become Kamar-Taj's next spokesperson, Darian neither agreed nor refused.
Ancient One also kept her promise, still allowing Darian free access to the library.
Not only that, she also arranged a residence for Darian in Kamar-Taj, which also had Wi-Fi coverage and charging sockets, perfect for charging his phone.
In the following days, Darian continued to stay in Kamar-Taj to improve his magic knowledge, and by the way, he also 'unlocked' Kamar-Taj's map.
During this period, he returned to S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters once, but found that Director Fury was still not in his office and he couldn't reach him.
Without an NPC to issue daily quests, he simply spent all his time in Kamar-Taj.
As time went on, Darian gained a deeper understanding of Kamar-Taj.
Just as Queen Frigga once said, most sorcerers need to borrow energy from dimensional demon gods to cast magic, and the sorcerers of Kamar-Taj are no exception.
However, they generally cultivate a type of White magic, whose energy comes from the Vishanti, the Trinity. This magic is relatively gentle, comes with a smaller price, and is easier to repay, making them the conscientious representatives among dimensional demon gods.
As for Ancient One, Darian really couldn't fathom the depths of this Sorcerer Supreme.
He suspected that what she cultivated was probably not as simple as White magic; it was highly likely that she also delved into other forbidden magic with greater costs.
After all, she still had the title of 'Notorious Scammer of Multiple Dimensions' above her head, and by the looks of it, she didn't seem like someone who only relied on White magic.
But this was also enough to prove how formidable Ancient One was.
Daring to default on a dimensional demon god's debt meant either extraordinary strength, profound backing, or both.
Time flew by silently.
After this period of diligently grinding and studying, Darian finally barely met the learning conditions for some basic magic.
It's worth mentioning that he didn't need to borrow energy from dimensional demon gods like other sorcerers, but rather used magic directly by consuming mana, though the effects would differ slightly from the original spells.
Perhaps because he was influenced by Illumination Spell when he first unlocked his mana bar, the magic Darian used seemed to have a light attribute.
Darian raised his hand, attempting to cast the latest spell he had learned.
The next moment, a pure white energy surged from his hands, gradually condensing into a light saber in his hand!
The light saber was bright all over, looking like an oversized, high-powered light tube, exceptionally dazzling.
"Why does my magic sword look so different from others'?
Darian's expression was a bit complex.
Other people's magic had cool special effects, but his only had pure light pollution, so bright that he couldn't even see the outline of the sword.
"Is this magic for Illumination Spell?"
A voice suddenly came from behind him.
Darian turned his head and saw Ancient One curiously examining the light saber in his hand, he didn't know when she had arrived.
His mouth twitched: "No, this is a magic sword!"
"Where are the hilt and the blade?"
"..."
Darian couldn't answer this, as even he hadn't found them.
Darian immediately changed the subject: "Master Ancient One, where were you a few days ago? I looked for you but couldn't find anyone."
He still wanted to ask Ancient One if becoming the Sorcerer Supreme made her so formidable, and if so, he would simply accept the role of spokesperson. But he couldn't even find a trace of her.
"A guest recently arrived, and I went to entertain them for a bit."
Ancient One didn't explain much about this, her gaze still lingering on the light saber, praising: "Such intense light energy. I was right, you truly have great potential."
Darian was surprised: "You can feel this energy?"
"No, I can see it. It's so bright, it can't possibly be a Shadow attribute, that wouldn't make sense."
Darian: "..."
Master Ancient One, you should fight more dimensional demon gods and play fewer games.
How did a dignified Sorcerer Supreme become like an internet-addicted elder, spouting game terminology?
Darian dispelled the light saber in his hand and said speechlessly: "You specifically came to find me, it couldn't just be to see the new magic I learned, could it?"
Ancient One shook her head: "Of course not. I came to remind you that someone has been looking for you outside."
"Someone is looking for me?" Darian was slightly stunned.
Kamar-Taj only had Wi-Fi, no cell phone signal at all.
His phone had been out of service, so he naturally couldn't receive any outside contact.
Ancient One smiled: "Yes, you should leave Kamar-Taj. It's not too late to return after you've handled all your affairs."
"Alright, I'll go back and see what's going on first."
Darian nodded.
Actually, he wasn't in a hurry to learn magic; if he didn't have nothing else to do, he wouldn't be so leisurely grinding skills here.
Then, he opened his map and directly clicked on the coordinates of S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters to teleport.
As Darian disappeared from where he stood, another figure suddenly appeared beside Ancient One—a white-bearded old man with a face full of wrinkles.
The white-bearded old man stroked his beard and chuckled: "How about we discuss it again? You let him come to me, and I'll give you my Strange. That way you'll have two Stranges, double the fun. What do you think?"
Ancient One shook her head: "I don't think much of it, and your Strange won't have a car accident for a long time. By then, I'll already be offline."
The white-bearded old man waved his hand: "It's okay, I can control the car to hit him earlier. If that doesn't work, I can even drive and hit him myself."
Ancient One: "..."
"If that still doesn't work, he stays with you on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, and comes to me on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. Sundays are his day off. How about that?"
Ancient One: "..."
Seeing Ancient One unmoved, the white-bearded old man shook his head regretfully.
"Sigh, you've really struck gold this time. It would have been great if he had come to me from the start. But you'd better guard him tightly. There are 14 million Ancient Ones waiting for the lottery now, and Ancient Ones like me who don't like to snatch people are truly few and far between."
Ancient One: "..."
Among all the Ancient Ones, you are the one I need to guard against the most.
When Darian returned to S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters, he immediately noticed that the atmosphere was not right.
Unlike usual, the S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents at this moment all looked serious and walked hurriedly, as if facing some major mission.
Darian casually stopped a passing Agent and asked: "What happened?"
This S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent didn't recognize Darian and subconsciously tried to break free, but found he couldn't.
He was about to get angry when he saw Darian display his S.H.I.E.L.D. Level 7 Agent badge, and immediately stood at attention with respect.
"Sorry, Officer, I didn't recognize you just now."
Darian urged: "Stop talking nonsense, quickly tell me what happened."
The other person seemed slightly surprised: "Officer, didn't you receive the notification? S.H.I.E.L.D. has issued a Level 8 incident alert; the entire agency is on war footing."
As the saying goes, the bigger the matter, the fewer the words.
A S.H.I.E.L.D. full alert meant a major incident had occurred, and the higher the alert level, the more serious the situation.
Darian had been playing this game for so long and had never encountered an incident alert above Level 5.
A Level 7 incident was already a global crisis, requiring S.H.I.E.L.D.'s large-scale war-grade equipment to deal with.
As for a Level 8 incident... it was simply unimaginable.
Could it be that aliens were attacking Earth?
But this Agent only had Level 4 clearance, and asking further would yield no information.
Darian simply let him go, took out his phone, and saw dozens of missed calls, most of them from Coulson.
He immediately called back, and the other party answered almost instantly.
"Village Chief, I have something to ask you."
Darian had just opened his mouth when Coulson urgently interrupted him: "Agent Darian, emergency! I urgently need your assistance!"
Coulson's tone carried an unprecedented anxiety and urgency.
Darian grew even more curious: "First, tell me, what exactly happened?"
Coulson took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "Director Fury... he betrayed S.H.I.E.L.D.!"
Darian: "???"