Marvel: Traveling through time with Warcraft skills

"Are you kidding?"

Coulson's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

"You mean that this ability of yours, this amazing power to control fire and lightning, can be mastered by everyone?"

Countless terrible scenes flashed through his mind in an instant.

If it is true as Geralt said, what kind of chaos will the world fall into?

"Of course not everyone can master it."

Geralt responded calmly, shaking his head slightly.

"Magic requires a high level of talent. It is not like ordinary skills. It cannot be learned by hard work. Magic is a power that resonates with the depths of the soul.

It requires a specific talent as a key to enter. Otherwise, there would not be only a few spellcasters in this world. There are very few people with real talent."

"Then how do you prove that you are using magic?"

Coulson asked with a frown, but his doubtful heart has begun to waver.

He looked at Geralt, and his tone was no longer full of doubts as before, but a little more hesitant.

As if waiting for an answer that would convince him completely.

"That's why I told you so much, Coulson. If I say you have talent, do you believe it?"

Geralt's eyes flashed with a different light,

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a confident smile,

"And the method to prove that I use magic is actually very simple. If you can learn it, can't you prove it?"

Geralt looked at the wavering Coulson with a smile, and his eyes seemed to have magic, eroding Coulson's reason bit by bit.

"Me? You are joking, right?"

Although Coulson said this, his eyes betrayed him.

At this time, there was already a trace of belief in his eyes, which was the curiosity and desire for unknown power.

However, he was very entangled in his heart. As an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., it was obviously against the rules to contact supernatural powers at will without the permission of the superiors.

"I did this to prove his statement and to complete the mission."

Coulson could only comfort himself in his heart, trying to find a reasonable excuse for his upcoming decision.

His eyes were involuntarily attracted by the constantly changing fireball and lightning in Geralt's hand.

The orange-red fireball was as hot and dazzling as the sun, and every jump released awe-inspiring heat.

The blue-white lightning was agile and full of explosive power, and the "sizzling" sound of electricity seemed to be calling him.

Coulson felt his heartbeat speeding up, and an irresistible impulse spread in his heart.

"Then how should I learn?"

These words came out of his mouth like the key to open Pandora's box.

Hearing Coulson's words, Geralt was relieved, and he knew that this shrewd agent had finally taken the bait.

In fact, Geralt could let anyone learn his abilities.

This was the result of his painstaking research over a long period of time.

He found that as long as he used his own magic power to condense a magic seed and gave it to others, he could open the door for the other party to learn magic.

However, this process is not easy, which contains complex magic principles and huge energy consumption.

Every time he gathers the seeds of magic power, it is a big challenge for him.

However, Geralt has carefully prepared a shaman seed.

This seed contains powerful and unique shaman magic power, which is a key part of his plan.

"Learning magic is a long process,"

Geralt said slowly

His eyes were deep and serious, as if he was recalling his hundreds of years of magic practice.

"It took me hundreds of years to reach my current level.

If you want to learn magic right away, you can only use special methods, but even so, you can only master a little trick."

"Then what should I do?"

Coulson asked eagerly, at this time, he only had a desire for magic in his eyes.

The rules of SHIELD and his original doubts were thrown out of his mind.

Under Geralt's words, Coulson was completely fooled.

Geralt slowly put away the dazzling magic in his hand

Then, he slowly stretched out one hand and spread out his palm, and saw a small and exquisite sphere appeared on the palm.

The sphere was constantly flashing with dazzling lightning

Each lightning was like a smart little snake, swimming and jumping on the surface of the sphere, making a slight "crackling" sound

As if telling the powerful energy it contained.

The light illuminated Geralt's face, and in his's eyes reflected a mysterious light and shadow.

"Swallow it, you can save several years of training time and directly have magic power.

I will teach you some tricks later. Once you learn them, you can report to your superiors."

Colson's eyes were fixed on the small ball that looked a little dangerous, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

The lightning jumping on the small ball made him feel uneasy instinctively.

He frowned, weighing the pros and cons in his heart. On the one hand, he was eager for magic, and on the other hand, he was worried about unknown dangers.

"What are you worried about? Don't worry, it's safe."

Geralt saw Coulson's hesitation and comforted him jokingly,

"If something goes wrong, you have so many fully armed people outside, won't it cost me my life? I'm not so stupid that I will cause trouble for myself here."

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a relaxed smile, trying to ease Coulson's nervousness.

Colson was silent for a while, and various thoughts flashed through his mind.

Finally, he took a deep breath, as if he had made a major decision.

He resolutely reached out his hand, picked up the small ball with lightning, and swallowed it without any pause.

When Coulson swallowed the ball shining with lightning into his stomach

Instantly, an explosive force, like a surging tide, roamed freely in his meridians.

Every inch of his skin seemed to be hit by an electric current, and a tingling sensation appeared.

Then, countless tiny lightning bolts emerged from his pores, dancing like silver snakes, flickering on the surface of his body.

These lightning bolts seemed to have life, they intertwined and collided with each other, making a slight "crackling" sound.

Lightning flashed in Coulson's eyes, and his hair exploded and stood up straight under the action of the strong electric current.

At this time, Coulson looked like Thor.

After these thrilling seconds, Coulson finally felt that the surging phenomenon on his body gradually subsided.

He let out a long sigh, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his body trembled slightly.

"Well, congratulations, Coulson, you are now a magic apprentice with magical powers."

Geralt looked at Coulson, a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Are you ready to learn some tricks?"

His voice broke the brief silence with a mysterious bewitching power.

"I'm ready, teach me!"

Colson's eyes flashed with excitement, and there was a hint of expectation in that light.

At this moment, he couldn't wait to try it.