Chapter 138 Can Win
the other side.
The trio returns to Earth.
As soon as the portal closed, curious mages immediately surrounded it.
Leon hasn't started to explain yet.
Mordo held his head and screamed.
"Oh my Vishanti! Leon, I never thought you would be so strong that you could have the upper hand in the battle with Odin!"
He was first amazed, then collapsed.
"But isn't the agreement you made with Odin too impulsive!?"
"Asgard is full of gods. They are physically strong and can also use magic. It's hard for us mages to see a chance of winning in an away game!"
Mordo is always so serious. Even though he is still frightened and has cold sweat on his back, he is already thinking about the battle after April.
You can tell he really wants to win.
"You think you can't win?" Lyon turned his head and asked.
"It's difficult!" Mordo nodded.
Leon raised his right fist and used an energy whip with his left hand: "This, plus this, do you think we can win?"
"This... can be won, but it's you who wins and you don't play." Mordo hesitated.
"You mean other mages can't win?"
"Yes! It's hard for us to defeat those gods!"
Leon nodded: "I said I can't win."
"Then why did we make that agreement? The contract has been signed, so aren't we doomed to be embarrassed if we go there?" Modu was anxious.
The other mages were confused and came forward to ask.
Mordo's tense nerves had just relaxed, and he couldn't keep quiet, so he explained to the mages with his hands and feet gesticulating.
A few minutes later.
The mages understood what had happened. They were delighted when they heard that Leon had forced Odin to surrender, but they quickly became conflicted when they heard that the two sides had challenged each other to a duel.
“Venerable Leon, perhaps you don’t quite understand our strength.”
"Although we are good at dealing with dimensional creatures, we may not have an advantage when fighting against gods who have both divine power and magic."
Archmage Hamil tactfully reminded Leon that he couldn't win, he really couldn't win.
The other mages were discussing this at once, most of them comparing their own combat capabilities.
For mages like Kamar-Taj.
Because the main responsibility is to guard the Earth dimension.
Therefore, most of them lack efficient offensive means, and even their main magic is defensive in nature.
It's okay to have them fight together in a battle.
But in a one-on-one battle, if the opponent is a hexagonal warrior, it would be a bit difficult.
Leon shook his head at this time.
He pointed his finger and used projection magic to project a magical image in the air.
In the image, a golden-red steel armor soars into the sky.
There are also big green monsters roaring on the mountaintops.
There is also a scene where ten magic rings tear the surface of the sea apart.
"Do you think these people have a chance of winning against Asgard?" Leon asked.
"Yes, there are, but they are not mages?" Wang scratched his head.
"You don't think they look like mages?"
"It doesn't look like it!"
"But I said they are mages, and they are Kamar-Taj's personal mages! The kind that have been learning since childhood!"
Leon said, "It's just that I was a little bit biased in my studies."
"But the magicians these days are all about inclusiveness."
"Who can say that the one who showed off a lighting technique and then hacked the dragon to death was not a mage?"
"Who can say that the person wearing the iron armor is not secretly casting a spell inside?"
Leon's words left the mages dumbfounded.
"You, are you planning to let Iron Man and that green guy as external aid?" Master Daniel's mouth twitched.
Many of the mages present were also hesitant.
Although losing to Asgard would be embarrassing for Kamar-Taj.
However, directly asking for foreign aid, an approach that cannot stand losing, is also difficult for these justice-minded mages to accept.
Lyon smiled and said: "If you think the foreign players are not good enough, then let's all come and train well!"
"I will specifically let Wang and Mordo learn some magic suitable for combat, and then teach it to you."
"Four months later, if you can beat or tie with the foreign players, it will be your turn to play!"
"If you lose, don't feel any psychological burden."
"I will also teach the two people in the picture you just saw magic later. Then they can be considered members of Kamar-Taj."
After hearing this explanation, the mages felt much better.
They all ignited their enthusiasm: "Venerable Lyon, what magic are you going to teach us?"
Leon smiled mysteriously: "You will know it later!"
"Let's not talk about this now! Don't forget, our dinner isn't over yet!"
As Leon spoke, he took out a giant octopus that was more than ten meters long from his inner world.
"Look at this deep-sea octopus! It's guaranteed to be delicious!"
He skillfully made a fire and set up a barbecue grill: "Tonight is the night to mourn the departure of the Ancient One, the night I take on the role of Supreme Sorcerer, and the night you are determined to defeat Asgard!"
"Tonight is also our last carnival. After tonight, the dimensional demons and hell lords who spy on the earth will know the news of Ancient One's death!"
"That's when our real battle begins!"
"Is there anyone willing to sing an inspiring song to commemorate this unforgettable night? When the barbecue is ready, he will be the first to eat!"
The mages were excited by what Leon said, and their eyes lit up again when they heard about barbecue.
"I come!"
Master Hamil, who was wearing ancient Taoist clothes, was the first to stand up and sang a song of "Purity Sutra" in the center of the martial arts training ground.
The faint sound of chanting, besides making a few people dressed as Taoist priests shake their heads, almost brought salvation to other people.
"Go away, go away, you need to be inspiring, what are you singing?"
It was the well-read Old Wang who was reliable. He pushed Master Hamil aside and sang a Chinese song "Ambition in My Heart".
But that song was too old, and a young wizard immediately stepped forward and kicked Lao Wang away.
"What kind of old song is this? Let me take your turn! I believe I can fly!"
The dinner lasted for three hours.
When the mages finally dispersed, they all had bulging bellies, satisfied smiles on their faces, and were even humming tunes with lingering satisfaction.
After the last mage leaves through the portal.
Leon asked Mordo and Wang to use the Wind of Tuwam to clean up the training ground.
He looked at the two people who were working hard.
I thought that this should be the kind of happy funeral that Gu Yi should have.
After all, even she herself was happy and eager to die, so why should others be sad?
It would be better to have a disco on her grave as a retirement farewell ceremony for her.
Just as Leon was about to leave, he was stopped by Wang and Mordo who had finished cleaning.
"What are you doing?" Leon asked in surprise.
"Well...that, I want to ask...what you just said is..." Mordo put his hands behind his back, his eyes were wandering, and he hesitated.
"We would like to ask when you will teach us new magic!" Wang interrupted decisively.
"Magic?" Leon gave Mordo a strange look.
He thought Mordo was trying to confess his feelings and almost kicked him out.
That shy attitude probably shows that she is too embarrassed to ask for advice from someone who has only learned magic for a month.
What a stuffy remnant of the old times.
Leon couldn't help but complain in his heart.
