Marvel: Traveling through time with Warcraft skills

Looking at the group of mages who were full of joy and satisfaction as they set off on their journey home, Geralt secretly rejoiced in his heart:

"The mages of Kamar-Taj are so innocent and lovely."

Then, he left Silent Hill and returned to his shop.

Enter the underground laboratory.

In the laboratory, the ball of Uru Sacred Steel, after being analyzed by everyone and carefully processed by Geralt,

has revealed a completely different style.

The once indestructible and mysterious Uru Sacred Steel is now like a ball of docile metal clay,

lying quietly on the ground, exuding a cold and charming luster, as if waiting for Geralt's final carving and shaping.

In the next few days, Geralt devoted himself to the creation of Uru Sacred Steel equipment.

He shuttled between the furnace and the workbench.

Every hammering and every rune engraving were poured into his countless efforts and superb skills.

Finally, several pieces of Uru steel equipment emitting powerful magic fluctuations were perfectly created under his skillful hands.

Geralt slowly picked up these Uru steel equipment that he had poured his heart and wisdom into,

and carefully examined them one by one, his eyes full of satisfaction and pride.

He gently stroked every detail on the equipment,

and felt the unique texture and powerful magic of Uru steel, and was in a good mood.

"Next, it's time to find Ciri. I don't know how she has been doing for so many years."

Geralt's eyes revealed a trace of imperceptible concern.

He raised his head slightly and looked at the bustling streets outside the window,

but his thoughts had already drifted far away, drifting to the past years spent with Ciri.

In his heart, Ciri always occupies a special place. She was his first apprentice,

and the friendship between them is still there, and even if time passes, this emotion has never been diluted.

Meanwhile, in S.H.I.E.L.D.,

Natasha was sitting in her room, frowning, with a look of uneasiness that was difficult to conceal.

After experiencing the thrilling supernatural event in Silent Hill,

the horrific scenes were deeply imprinted in her mind like a nightmare, and every detail left her with lingering fears.

Natasha gritted her teeth and made up her mind secretly.

"Go find Geralt and ask him to teach me what to do. After all, no one can guarantee that they won't happen again in the future."

Natasha stopped, with a hint of determination in her eyes.

So, Natasha came to Geralt's shop.

As soon as Natasha approached, she saw Hans lying on the chair at the door.

Hans was wearing a loose linen shirt, with his hair slightly messy and scattered on his forehead.

He was enjoying the afternoon sun comfortably, with his eyes half-closed, as if he was taking a nap.

"I'm looking for your boss."

Natasha said politely and softly.

Hans heard the noise, raised his head slightly, and glanced at Natasha lazily.

There was a trace of scrutiny in his eyes, as if he was evaluating the intention of the uninvited guest in front of him.

After a short pause, he slowly spoke:

"He is inside, go in by yourself."

Natasha nodded gently, pushed open the somewhat old wooden door, and walked into the shop.

"Natasha, why are you here, what's the matter?"

Geralt's voice came from deep inside the shop, accompanied by a slight sound of footsteps.

He walked out of the shadows slowly with a smile on his face and a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"Since I experienced the Silent Hill incident, I have become curious about this aspect. I came here to ask for advice, for fear of encountering similar things in the future."

Natasha looked directly into Geralt's eyes and said directly.

"I see, but if you just want to learn some knowledge, it won't happen overnight. You won't learn anything in a few years."

Geralt folded his hands in front of his chest, tilted his head slightly, and deliberately said in a seemingly embarrassed tone.

For Natasha, who is pragmatic and eager to improve her ability to deal with supernatural events,

the long road of learning knowledge may not be desirable, and he has other plans.

Hearing this, Natasha frowned slightly, a trace of thought flashed in her eyes, and then asked:

"Then do you have any suggestions?"

Her voice was crisp and firm, full of expectations for effective solutions.

When Geralt heard this, he was secretly happy, knowing that things were developing in the direction he expected.

He raised the corners of his mouth and showed a meaningful smile:

"It's better to learn some skills than to learn some knowledge. How about it, are you interested in mastering supernatural powers?"

He stared at Natasha, as if showing her a new world full of infinite possibilities.

"Supernatural powers? Like Coulson. It's not that I don't have them.Magical talent?"

Natasha's eyes lit up, and she was obviously very interested in supernatural powers.

However, when she thought about the fact that she had been told that she had no magical talent, she couldn't help but feel a little confused and worried.

"Not having talent doesn't mean there are no other ways for you to master magical power. Did Nick Fury tell you about the potion plan?"

Geralt said slowly.

"Potion plan?"

Natasha frowned, her face full of doubts.

"It seems that Nick Fury has concealed a lot of things from you. I thought he trusted you very much, but it seems not. "

Geralt shook his head slightly, with a hint of regret on his face.

When Natasha heard Geralt's words, she did feel a little dissatisfied with Nick Fury.

However, she was a well-trained agent after all, and her professional ethics allowed her to quickly suppress this dissatisfaction.

Understanding that in such a complex situation and mysterious supernatural field, confidentiality and screening of information may be necessary means.

"It just so happens that I have a gift for you, wait a moment."

After Geralt finished speaking, he turned around and walked quickly into the depths of the store.

After a while, he came out with a box in his hands.

Geralt gently placed the box on the table and slowly opened it. There were two daggers inside.

The blade of the dagger flashed with cold light, like a cold star in the night sky, extremely sharp and seemed to contain some mysterious power.

The material of the blade showed a deep metallic luster, with strange runes faintly visible on it.

"You gave a girl a gift, and you actually gave her a dagger. You are too unromantic. I thought it was a necklace or something."

Natasha tilted her head slightly, with a smile on her lips.

Her eyes fell on the two exquisite daggers. Although there was a smile in her eyes, she could not hide her curiosity and attention to this unique gift.

"These two daggers are magic weapons. If you don't want them, forget it."

Geralt pretended to put away the box, raised his arm slightly, and pretended to leave.

Seeing this, Natasha immediately stretched out her hands and pressed the box tightly, her movements were quick and decisive.

"Don't take it back after giving it away."

Then, she gently picked up the dagger and looked at it carefully.

The dagger flashed a cold light in her hand, and the light seemed to echo with her skin,

faintly exuding a mysterious attraction.

Natasha turned the dagger over, her eyes slowly moved along the blade,

carefully observing the faint runes on the blade.

"These two daggers are not only beautiful, but also have special powers. After activating the rune above, you can gain the ability to become invisible. "

Geralt reminded with a smile.

Natasha's eyes widened slightly, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.

"Invisibility!"

She exclaimed softly, her fingers gently stroking the rune.

This ability is really suitable for her.