The golden magic light danced on Natasha's fingertips. Even if it was rest time, Natasha didn't want to give up the opportunity to practice.

For Natasha, the magic Sean taught her was a wonderful science, but it was different from science.

Magic allowed Natasha to re-experience the fun of exploring the unknown. She learned magic like a fish in water. Maybe Sean was right, she was really talented in magic.

Could it be that he is actually the Tesla of the magical world?

Natasha was suddenly amused by her own thoughts.

Looking at Sean who had his back turned to her and who didn't know what he was doing, Natasha suddenly wanted to say something to him, just treat it as a chat between friends to pass the boring time.

"Speaking of which, Sean, where is your home? Afghanistan?"

"Oh yes, my hometown is a small town called Gumila." Sean seemed to be recalled by Natasha's question. He stopped what he was doing and turned towards Natasha.

, leaning his butt on the table behind him.

"Gumila is far away from the war, has clean water sources, and fertile land. Although the people living there are not rich, they are very happy."

"I am an outsider, an apprentice who was expelled from the Kali temple, but the kind residents of Gumila accepted me. In order to repay them, I stayed and became the only doctor in the town.

That became my 'home'."

"Life is peaceful, everyone is kind, and everything is developing for the better."

Natasha pursed her lips. Now that the story is told, if nothing unexpected happens, Sean will say the word that represents the turning point next.

"But everything changed that day."

After saying this, Sean fell into a short period of silence.

"Would you like a cup of coffee?" Natasha asked.

I have to say that although these terrorists don't pay attention to hygiene, they still know a little bit of sentiment. There is hot water in this room, and there is coffee, fuck, this coffee is instant, and it expires in one day!

Shocking!

"Thank you." Sean thanked Natasha, "I think this cheap coffee powder must not be to your taste."

"That's not the case." Natasha shook her head, "You must not believe it. Natasha Stark, the beautiful woman who is on the headlines of newspapers and websites in New York every day, actually has her favorite food on the street.

Ten dollar deluxe cheese hot dogs sold.”

"Wow." Sean made an exaggerated mouth gesture and said in surprise, "It seems that the great beauty Natasha Stark is very friendly to the people in terms of taste."

Natasha was amused by Sean's exaggerated expression. This may be what Easterners often call joy in hardship.

"The Ten Rings Gang is a group of heinous bastards." Sean's voice contained suppressed anger, "The missiles blew up the house in Gumila, and the bullets harvested the lives of the town. I originally wanted to send these sinners to hell and let them go to hell.

Their souls howl under the fire of hell."

"But I underestimated them and overestimated myself."

"A shell exploded next to me, and shrapnel ripped through my hands. Even though they looked like ordinary people, they could no longer hold onto anything."

Sean raised his hands and showed them in front of Natasha, "Gestures and spells are the basis for the survival of mages. With my hands disabled, I have reached the end of my journey in magic."

"So you must pay attention to protecting your hands in the future." Sean warned seriously.

"I remember."

Natasha nodded, and Sean's words suddenly gave her a bold idea.

If you combine magic with technology...

"Your progress has far exceeded my expectations. Maybe we can start the next step." Sean glanced at Natasha, "Take the step to become a real magician."

"I'm ready!" Natasha's tone was full of energy and her expectations were high. Her tone and demeanor were just like the yellow sponge living on the bottom of the sea.

"In addition to personal energy and magical energy floating around the universe, if a magician wants to become more powerful, he must use energy from other dimensions."

As Sean spoke, he started to use magic to briefly outline a dream-like planet in front of Natasha's eyes. However, just these few moves made Sean feel a little overwhelmed. His fingers felt like cramps, twitching from time to time.

Gritting his teeth, Sean endured the pain and continued to explain.

"Using extradimensional energy, mages can summon the existence of the magical dimension and the power obtained by objects. Unlike the two I mentioned before, mages usually need to plead with these existences to achieve the conditions for using power through sacrifice or commitment."

"But among the demon gods of these dimensions, there is an extremely different kind of existence. There is almost no cost to borrowing his power." ωωw..net

"He calls himself the Lord who transcends realms, is omniscient and omnipotent."

"Domineering." Natasha exclaimed.

"I will give you the method of communicating beyond the realm. As for how far you can go, you can only rely on yourself."

Holding back the severe pain, Sean drew a ball of white chaotic energy with his hands and injected it into Natasha's brain.

"Keep it to yourself! Don't let Him get to you. Tell me, what do you see?"

Sean roared, almost reaching the limit of the blindness spell.

"I saw... a pure white space..." Natasha closed her eyes tightly, her expression gradually becoming painful, "A giant, a sleeping white giant, he, he..."

"What's wrong with him?"

"He's got no pants on, and oh my god, it's bigger than my whole body!"

Sean:(??Dan??)

There's something wrong with what you're paying attention to!

Is 856478 a colored sand sculpture universe?

"Try to establish communication with Him..." Sean forced down the desire to complain in his heart, "Become a believer in the transcendent realm, let Him remember your name, and you can use His power!"

Natasha followed Sean's instructions and tried to establish contact with the beyond realm, but soon her expression became strange again.

"He said he wanted to sign a contract with me? Well, such a rigorous god, there really is no price to pay..."

Natasha looked strange. This god called Transcendence Realm was so skillful in his behavior. How many magicians had he signed?

When her consciousness came back, Natasha was holding her knees and bent over, sweating profusely all over her body, as if she had just been fished out of the water.

"Sean, I, I succeeded." Natasha said a little weakly.

"Congratulations." Sean also gasped.

Suddenly, without waiting for Sean to react, Natasha pushed him against the wall, hugged his face and began to chew on him.

"Wait a minute, Natasha, what are you doing!" Sean panicked and wanted to push Natasha away, but it was obvious that he was the weaker party, so it was quite reasonable for him not to push.

"Consider it a small part of my repayment to you." Natasha turned around and stretched her limbs. She now felt that she was strong enough to kill a cow.

"Wait, is this... over?"

"I'm a rich man, Sean." Natasha hugged Sean's neck, "Even if I want to have sex, I have to clean myself first."

Natasha leaned into Sean's ear and whispered.

"When we escape from here and return to my beach house, I will fight you to the end."

Mei, who was far away in New York, suddenly sneezed, and Li Jie on the side immediately came over to greet her warmly.
Chapter completed!