Strictly speaking, Luke felt that techniques like brick attacks and sand throwing, which forced dizziness and blindness, were already considered magic.
Oh, and there were round dance sticks. Hawkeye would definitely have something to say about that.
Magic was not absent in the Marvel Universe—in fact, it was quite common. Not long ago, he had even tricked a little girl who could use magic.
Crystal had true four-element magic: earth, water, fire, and wind. If she had light or dark elements, she would be a perfect support.
In his opinion, Crystal's skills weren't strong enough—demolishing a warehouse was about her limit. Of course, the strength of the Inhumans would slowly change with age.
Luke thought Crystal was a pretty good girl—simple-minded, pure in personality, and very easy to trick into being a thug. Plus, she had a big dog named Tetanus that followed her everywhere. A teleporting dog? Yeah, Luke was definitely envious.
He believed that big dog would be a great help to him in the future.
"I don't know when she'll be back. The warehouse is being rebuilt—will she be able to find me when she returns?" Luke wondered aimlessly. "When she comes back, I should find a way to make her stay."
Shaking off his thoughts, he focused on his eighth lottery draw.
"Finally! I got it!"
When the results appeared before him, Luke's happy expression made the Black Roses, who had been obediently sitting nearby, glance at each other in curiosity. What could make the general this happy?
[Skill Book: Mind Shield]
"Not bad, not bad. Now I can upgrade Mind Shield to Level 3! Level 2 couldn't cover the War Lord, but Level 3 should be able to, right?"
Luke was overjoyed. He immediately slapped the skill book and absorbed its contents.
A familiar wave of energy—mental energy—flowed through his body like a little snake, bringing a warm sensation, like soaking in a hot spring.
The white mental energy was finally bound together by the system's power of fluctuations and the power of holy light.
For a brief moment, the three energies clashed and disturbed each other, but soon, they stabilized.
Luke's expression brightened even more.
"It's real! The radius of the Level 3 Mind Shield has doubled again—now it's 4 meters in radius, 8 meters in diameter. Covering the War Lord shouldn't be a problem!"
With the return of this powerful defensive skill, Luke's sense of security doubled.
His confidence in his plan to seize at least one Infinity Stone in the Battle of New York also increased.
Speaking of Mind Shield, Luke had always liked this skill—both when he played DNF before transmigrating and now, in the Marvel Universe.
Because of its stability.
Why do people feel secure with Huahua on their team?
It was because of Mind Shield's two major features: first, it wouldn't break until its energy was exhausted. Second, it would always absorb at least one attack.
It was easier to explain with numbers:
If the energy shield had 100 energy points and a bullet dealt 1 damage, the shield wouldn't disappear until the full 100 energy was used up.
And if the energy shield had 100 energy points but took a nuclear bomb hit worth 10 million damage? Due to its special property, it would still absorb the attack completely—keeping everyone inside safe.
Of course, this only applied to the initial explosion. The subsequent radiation and shockwave? Yeah, those weren't covered.
This was all theoretical, though.
Why did it work like that? No idea. Luke figured it was just magic. Magic was never logical.
After basking in his happiness for a moment, Luke turned to the four girls, who were all staring at him from the bed with wide eyes.
Luke was satisfied. The four were obedient as always.
Time for the ninth draw…
"Wait, this thing again?"
He stared at the item in his hand, slightly stunned.
He had drawn one last time. Back then, he thought it was strange—how could this thing exist in the real world?
[Cosmic Soul ×1]
"This thing… is actually a guaranteed reward. But what the hell does it do?"
Luke examined the object carefully.
It was the size of an egg, smooth, and had a translucent amber hue. Inside, a strange cloud of smoke swirled and twisted, as if something was trapped within.
Frowning, Luke muttered, "The Cosmic Soul isn't available in the game anymore. I remember it was used to exchange for Abyss Tickets. What's its purpose in reality? Last time I asked Ross, he said it was a type of energy that could be absorbed."
Looking at the amber-like object with swirling smoke inside, Luke had no idea how to absorb it, let alone what would happen if he did.
"When Ross wakes up, I'll have to ask him carefully. If it's a guaranteed reward, it has to be something good," Luke mumbled.
"The general is so handsome… Even after getting smaller, he's still so handsome," Rozanna whispered, resting her chin in her hands, staring at Luke like an infatuated fangirl.
The lottery draws were over. The final haul from ten rounds of magic boxes:
Continuous Stab, the Recipe: Low-Level Hardener, Apoquel, Black Rose Special Forces, G-3 Predator, Purification, Sand Throwing, Mind Shield, a Cosmic Soul, and a bottle of Celia's Lucky Potion.
A damn good pull!
In addition, he received a bunch of colorless small crystals, magic stones, data chips, and resurrection coins.
There were also some of Celia's handmade cakes and special cool drinks, which the four Black Roses eagerly shared.
The Black Roses' eyes lit up. "Yeah! That's the taste!"
Esmeralda explained that the four of them had been wandering in the dimensional rift for a long time. During that period, they had survived on whatever edible monster fat they could find—which, according to them, tasted like absolute garbage.
Hearing this, Luke felt sorry for the four of them and immediately ordered takeout.
But since this was the U.S., late-night delivery options were limited to—yep, pizza, pizza, and more pizza. And the delivery fees? Ridiculous.
Luke had plenty of money, so he ordered twenty servings and threw in a 50% tip.
When the delivery guy heard that, he immediately guaranteed it would arrive within 30 minutes.
The moment Luke put down his phone, Rozanna tackled him onto the bed.
She pinned him down and purred, "The general always thinks of us when there's something delicious. Oh, general, I know you love me the most! Muah~"
"Bitch! Get your filthy paws off him!" Anusika snapped, annoyed at Rozanna's clinginess. "The general treats all of us equally! If anything, you're at the bottom of the list!"
She immediately pulled Rozanna off, and the two girls glared at each other—sparks practically flying from their eyes.
Luke covered his face with his hand, torn between laughter and frustration.
The atmosphere was already getting lively again.
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