Marvel: All those years I lived with the Lord

After watching the famous scene of Team Perfect waking up, Leon returned to his magic cabin again. Things developed exactly as he and Tony Stark had imagined. Although Nick Fury successfully conquered a man who could fight and carry General, but it is obvious that he is somewhat different from the tool man who obeys his instructions. This "tool man" has his own ideas.

However, Li Ang got what he wanted. Regardless of whether Nick Fury is willing to admit the agreement or not, Li Ang has many ways to make the other party accept it obediently. For example, there will be an opportunity soon.

"Judging by the time, Loki should also meet the big sponsor who supports him, but don't let everything deviate from the original track just because of your little butterfly."

Li Ang felt that he could wait for a while. If the "second princess" of Asgard was really not very powerful by then, he could also help create some villains. Anyway, there were many dark characters under his command, whether it was the Ghost Corps. He is still a black energy wizard, and even the old dragon of the Saint can deign to make a guest appearance as the end boss again. Anyway, there is nothing he can't do except what you can't think of.

In the early days of the Avengers gathering, he should still be able to carry it. When the time comes, Nick Fury won't be able to help him if he wants to protect the treasure in his hands.

In this way, Li Ang once again returned to the days of living in seclusion. In fact, every senior archmage is a stay-at-home man. Their time is often spent in practice and study, and these time are often spent in years. calculate.

There is no way, the mage is such a profession that consumes experience and time. If Li Ang didn't have such a unique hobby, he would have been immersed in the practice long ago and never returned.

Of course, his own practice method is also different from other mages and cannot be copied at all. Otherwise, he should be practicing behind closed doors now, and he would have no time to collect the things he wants.

For example, right now, after returning from S.H.I.E.L.D., Leon got into the apothecary room in the house and was tinkering with something. It is said that this was still influenced by his father.

Unlike other archmages, Dad is also a master of potions who is proficient in various potions. Dad has collected many potion formulas in his life. Although most of them have no effect, there will be some unexpected surprises.

Just like this one now, something is boiling in the hot crucible. Li Ang is chanting unknown mysterious spells while adding all kinds of strange materials into it. Most of these materials are probably difficult to make. Ordinary people accept it and combine it together, but that's the case with potions, and it's not the first time that Li Ang has been his father's potion experimenter.

Although most of them are not dangerous, the taste that is difficult to swallow is a common problem of all potions. It is really not something that humans can endure!

So whenever he met his father debugging potions in the world of Jackie Chan's Adventures, Li Ang always refused, but his father's words instantly blocked him.

"Oh, you can't bear to let a frail old man with gray hair do experiments. Young people today are really..."

Before his father had finished speaking, Li Ang took the potion with a livid face and drank it in one gulp. The old man had said so, what else could he do, but he still didn't think that the word "weak" was related to his father. What connection.

And don’t always use young people as an excuse. Don’t you know that some potions have completely different effects on young people and old people, so haha...

Don't ask why you didn't find Tohru or Jackie Chan. Nonsense. If they were here at that time, it wouldn't be Li Ang's turn, let alone Xiaoyu. That girl is much smarter than everyone in the store. She is born with a talent. A talent for predicting danger.

And now Li Ang is doing something similar to his father. When the last ingredient of "water of life" is put into the crucible, with a small magic explosion, Li Ang's magic potion is freshly baked, but He is still missing the last step of the experiment... ahem, volunteers!

Li Ang looked at the empty room where no one else was breathing except himself. Well, except for the Holy Lord, but the old dragon had turned into a statue. He couldn't be allowed to regain his freedom, right?

Then he is the only one left... Li Ang looked at the potion in the crucible, and couldn't help but smile contemptuously. If he had to do it himself, then he would have the same relationship with the "guinea pig" who was under the clutches of his father. What a difference.

This is not only an insult to him, but also a disgrace to his profession as a potion master; of course, the most important thing is that compared to magical creation, potion making is his first practical operation. For a potion master like his father, it is very difficult to There will be four or five mistakes every time. There is no way that if you don't pay attention, a healing potion with a therapeutic effect may make people go berserk.

Not to mention the sequelae that often accompany it, Li Ang doesn't want to hide in the house with a pair of long donkey ears for a whole week again.

Everything is difficult at the beginning. The difficulty is that no one is willing to dedicate himself. Especially at this critical moment, Li Ang feels the trouble of living alone for the first time.

"Crack~"

As if he had some good idea, with a clear snap of fingers, a black shadow appeared on the floor half-kneeling in front of Li Ang, raising his hands respectfully, and the universal tool man Black Shadow Corps appeared.

But before the ninja soldier could take the potion, as soon as he touched the potion, his whole body turned into a ball of smoke and collapsed. Li Ang was instantly dumbfounded. Even if the effect of the medicine was a little off, it was still too far off!

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that the ingredients in this potion contain the blessing of holy water and righteousness magic."

Li Ang shook his head in annoyance. This tool man was worthless.But he didn't pay too much attention to it. After all, isn't that the purpose of the Black Shadow Corps?

Black Shadow Corps: "..."

After a while, Li Ang sighed and said helplessly:

"As expected, in the end we can only rely on the helpful citizens of the United States to help, but I believe they will not refuse this hard-won gift, right?"

No one could answer Li Ang, but the meaningful smile on his face already showed that he had wanted to do this for a long time. Then as the sparkling portal opened, the whole room became empty again. What also disappeared at the same time was the entire potion in the crucible.

In the Clinton District on the West Bank of Manhattan, two gangs were fighting on a street over a conflict of interest arising from the sale of "washing powder". In an alley not far away, an African-American man with tattoos and a nose ring was seen. The young man was squirming with blood all over his body. It seemed that if his injuries were not treated in time, the gate of hell would soon welcome a new guest.

But at this moment, a burst of footsteps sounded from deep in the alley. The black young man raised his head with all his strength, only to see a mysterious man covered in robes, whose face could not be seen clearly, and exuding a cold aura. And in front of the young man In people's eyes, it was as if they were seeing the arrival of a messenger from hell. The ghost-like howling made him wake up in an instant from his dying state.

"Child, do you crave power?"

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