American Comics: The Matrix

Chapter 513 The Cursed Witch's 100% Success Guide

“Look closely, this is the Hand of Tetsoman.”

Bant unleashed his divine power; after the array and incantation dissipated, four arms made of energy appeared behind him.

"Use magical energy to construct the Spell Hand, and then add more advanced spells on top of that."

"Wonders Entanglement".

"Robo Sonosi's Roar".

"Thunder of Tethros".

"Pyronai Fire".

The four arms cast spells simultaneously. First, the Wild Demon Vine used its blue silver entanglement to control the wolf. Then, the combined abilities of Howling Wolf and Little Bobo were used to amplify Howling Wolf's roar with Little Bobo's sonic ring. Not only would it shatter eardrums, but even vibranium would explode on the spot upon receiving this sonic wave!

The latter two are also spells created by the abilities of alien heroes.

There are many types of alien heroes, and if their powers can be combined, they can deal with all kinds of situations.

Some abilities can even be enhanced through complementarity.

The only problem is that casting multiple spells at the same time is a huge test of the caster's control, as well as whether the caster himself has enough magical talent and magical ability.

Even though Bant distributed the Celestial Charms, which enabled the use of Celestial Power, to plumbers, most people still couldn't learn magic through Celestial Power.

In his hands, the power of the heavens was simply an energy that enhanced their physical strength.

Moreover, even with the same Demonic Talisman, the intensity of celestial energy that each person can control is different.

In essence, celestial energy is life energy.

The stronger a person's life energy, the more celestial energy they can withstand, and the more celestial energy can be activated from their body.

The cursed witch undoubtedly possesses extremely strong magical talent.

"The Hand of Tedroman!"

But at this moment, her face turned red from straining, her body tensed up, as if she were constipated, and she strained with all her might, but in the end, she only managed to fart.

"Boo!"

The spell hand hadn't even taken shape before it burst open like a punctured balloon.

It's still a deflated balloon.

It wasn't loud at all.

"It still doesn't work. The magic circle and the incantation are fine, but the magical energy in your body is not enough for you to cast this spell."

"Bant said."

The Cursed Witch is like a top-of-the-line computer, with its CPU, memory, and all other hardware fully utilized; the only problem is that it's not powered on.

"It's not your fault!"

The evil witch glared at him fiercely and said angrily:

"If you hadn't severed the celestial energy within my body, how could I have been unable to cast spells!"

However, she did have to admit that Bant hadn't held anything back from her.

Although the Ancient One taught her for a few days, it mainly focused on the most basic spells of the Sanctum Sanctorum.

Although she participated in the research of celestial magic and consulted many spells from the Nine Realms with Odin, these could not be taught by her.

Bant had no more worries.

"How can I unleash the remaining Phoenix Power within your body if I don't do this?"

Bant said, "Only when you've exhausted all the energy in your body will the hidden power of the phoenix be unleashed."

'Hmph, I'll squeeze you dry one day!'

The evil witch thought angrily.

However, she did not stop.

It wasn't just Bant who wanted her to unleash her power; the Cursed Witch herself was also eager to become stronger.

"The Hand of Tedroman!"

"Thunder of Tesloth!"

"..."

This time, the invisible hand seemed to have existed for a longer period of time, and the lightning slowly took shape, but collapsed in an instant.

The price was that the cursed witch became even more exhausted, and her vision blurred as she nearly fainted. Fortunately, Bant was nearby and reached out to catch her, preventing her from collapsing to the ground.

The Cursed Witch blushed slightly and tried to push Bant away, but she was already exhausted and had little strength. Instead of pushing him away, she seemed to lean into Bant's arms on her own initiative.

"Let go!"

She immediately became shy.

"Oh."

Bant has always been kind-hearted and likes to fulfill other people's wishes.

So he let go and gave her a push, throwing the evil witch to the ground, her buttocks bruised and battered.

"Ouch!"

The witch was in so much pain that tears were almost falling, but she dared not speak out and could only torment Bant in her heart again and again.

'That damned Bant, he'll get you sooner or later!'

She muttered a curse under her breath, rubbing her bottom as she struggled to her feet, intending to try again.

However, Bant interrupted her.

"Take a break."

"Didn't you say you were going to exhaust my strength to unleash the Phoenix Force?" The Cursed Witch looked at him strangely. "The Phoenix Force could descend at any moment, right? Resting will slow down the progress, so don't blame me if we're late!"

"If it's too late, it's too late."

Bant crossed his arms and said confidently.

"It's not like I can't do without you. Even if I can't analyze the Phoenix Force in advance, I have my own ways to deal with it."

He looked at the evil witch and said:

“Witch of Curses, you seem to be in a hurry.”

"Although I don't know what kind of pressure you're under, you're not as important to me as you think."

"It's not like you're indispensable in the fight against the Phoenix Force. Don't put all the pressure on your shoulders. Take a rest if you're tired."

"I am the head of security of the Celestial Workshop and the controller of this universe. It is my responsibility to fight against the Phoenix."

The witch sat there dumbfounded, like a duck, with Bant's words echoing in her ears.

Take a rest when you're tired.

It's been so long since anyone said something like that to me.

While the White Queen and her allies see her as a messiah, which pleases the Cursed Witch, they also relentlessly train her in order to achieve their goal of reviving mutants.

It was as if she had been burdened with a great mission since birth, and was not allowed to relax for a moment.

The Cursed Witch didn't dislike this feeling, but she hadn't been cared for in a long time.

This was even more true before I came into this world.

Her uncle, the Corpse Demon, only wanted to explore the power of evil magic to rule the world. He treated her more like a tool to be used and a servant to be ordered around, which she had long been used to.

But being shown concern out of the blue, even with just a few simple words, gave the witch a different feeling.

It felt like I had suddenly returned to my childhood, to my father's side, where I had nothing to worry about and nothing to think about, and to enjoy those happy days.

Bant had no idea what she was thinking, and he prepared to leave after he finished speaking.

Several days had passed, and he decided to check on Tony's progress.

Logically speaking, with the Tejomans' engines, even if the cosmic fault line is several galaxies away from Earth, they should have returned by now.

The witch was still staring blankly at Bant's figure, lost in thought. Seeing him about to leave, the illusion of her father shattered, and she suddenly panicked:

"and many more!"

"Is there anything else, Evil Curse Witch?"

The witch was momentarily speechless. She couldn't very well say, "I mistook you for my father." So, blushing, she could only mutter:

"Cursed witch, cursed witch is so annoying! I have my own name too!"

"From now on, just call me, call me..."

"Hope, right?"

Bant spoke first.

(End of this chapter)