American Comics: Heaven's Reward

It is indeed a magic that can dissolve material rules, and it is quite fitting to describe it as a gold-swallowing beast.

The consumption of magic power by the Hogarth's Ancient Body mainly depends on the difficulty of resolving it.

If it's just to resolve a general attack, the magic power consumed is still within an acceptable range. But once it reaches a level close to the physical rules, even Aaron feels terrified by the consumption.

Especially the more one practices this magic, the higher the level will become, and the greater the consumption of each use.

At this point, the cost of using it just once likely exceeds most magician's accumulation over the years.

I thought that after absorbing the magic power of the Casket of Ancient Winters, I would be safe for a while.

But now it seems...

"The revolution has not yet succeeded; I still need to work hard!"

Aaron stopped his magical practice. He was worried that if he continued, the energy he had absorbed with great difficulty might flicker away in the process.

This is no exaggeration.

The magic of Hogarth's Ancient Body is too high-level, even down to the rule level.

The users are ancient gods with almost unlimited energy.

Magicians like Doctor Strange, who rely on Vishanti, do not have the luxury of using Hogarth's magic at every turn.

If he truly used this kind of magic recklessly, Vishanti might leave the dimension in anger and come after him.

"What an amazing ability!"

The Ancient One secretly sighed.

She saw firsthand how Aaron mastered Hogarth's Ancient Body, and his proficiency increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this point, this magic can be released almost instantly.

In a short period of time, he had reached a level even she could not match.

She really couldn't fathom how such a monster was born in Asgard.

If possible, she wouldn't mind switching Stephen with him.

"Although I don't know how you accumulated so much magic power, with your magical ability, I suggest you try to learn how to use our magic. I believe Vishanti would be very pleased to have you become one of us and contribute to protecting the peace of the wizarding world," the Ancient One suggested again.

She also noticed that Aaron possessed an extraordinary amount of magical reserves, beyond the imagination of all Kamar-Taj magicians, including herself.

But she still believed Aaron needed a more effective way to acquire magic power, one that could save him time to master more spells.

No matter how large the magical reserves, they will eventually be used up.

And Aaron is not Odin; he cannot replenish his mana from God's Domain automatically, and it will take a day to run out.

If the consumption is too large, it will need to be slowly re-accumulated.

But with Kamar-Taj's magic, there is no such issue.

Out of energy? Fine!

Those dimensional lords are undoubtedly the best "juicers."

A suggestion from the Ancient One made Aaron suddenly think of a bold idea!

Although he had concerns about borrowing magic power, those Dimensional Lord are not benevolent beings. If you want to borrow something from them, you will definitely have to pay a price.

Moreover, it can only be borrowed; it cannot be returned to the borrower and will eventually return to its original owner.

But Aaron can absorb and transform magic power, so he could try borrowing magic power and turning it into his own.

Once it becomes his own, how could a group of Dimensional Lords stand in his way?

The method is risky and inefficient, and it's a one-time deal. After "squeezing" one Dimensional Lord, he would need to move on to another target.

And it is bound to anger many dimensional lords.

If Aaron fails, they will hunt him down across dimensions.

Thinking of that scenario, Aaron hesitated.

Maybe starting with the weaker Dimensional Lords?

The weaker Dimensional Lords are not as powerful as Odin, but they might still be useful for planning.

But powerful Dimensional Lords, like Cyttorak, could truly affect the real universe.

Looks like… maybe he could try?

Aaron was a little tempted.

At this moment, Mordo hurried in with a rather ugly expression on his face and approached the Ancient One.

"No, sir, Kaecilius has defected!"

What?!

The first thought that came to Aaron's mind: absconding.

The Ancient One was also surprised.

Kaecilius escaped so quickly?

"What happened?" she asked.

Mordo subconsciously glanced at Aaron before hesitantly saying, "This matter is quite strange, and it seems to be related to the God of Magic."

According to Wong, the God of Magic had just gone to the library to inquire about Kaecilius' location, and Kaecilius left soon after.

"After the king mentioned that the God of Magic was looking for you, Kaecilius had a strange expression, looked flustered, and quickly left the library."

"The king didn't think much of it at first, but after he was called away, Kaecilius took advantage of his absence, brought in a few magicians, brutally killed the others, and stole a few pages from the Book of the Damned before fleeing."

"That page records the summoning method of Dormammu, the Lord of the Dark Dimension!"

The Ancient One nodded knowingly.

"Don't worry about it; I'll take care of it."

"Teacher, don't we send someone to catch him? He may have fallen into the embrace of darkness!" Mordo wondered.

Kaecilius' behavior seriously violated the rules of Kamar-Taj. Normally, all the magicians would unite to deal with a traitor.

The Ancient One shook her head. "I will handle it myself. You don't need to intervene."

Upon hearing this, Mordo reluctantly let go of his concerns and turned to leave.

At that moment, in his heart, the Ancient One was still the person he respected the most.

Even if he didn't fully understand what the Ancient One said, he trusted her judgment.

Because the Ancient One had allowed him to gain strength and defeat enemies, and had helped him overcome his inner demons.

But before leaving, Mordo glanced once more at Aaron.

He was somewhat dissatisfied with the God of Magic.

Before Aaron arrived, Kamar-Taj had been safe and secure.

But since Aaron's arrival, Kaecilius had defected.

From the clues so far, Kaecilius had fled out of fear of Aaron.

Mordo didn't find Kaecilius' actions entirely evil. Although Kaecilius could be ambitious, conceited, and stubborn, he hadn't done anything evil—until now.

Aaron sensed Mordo's gaze and frowned slightly.

But he didn't take it seriously.

The two sides had been on different levels for a long time, and he wasn't concerned with Mordo's resentment.

"Just look at this! Kamar-Taj has a traitor now, and he was the magician with the greatest abilities before."

Although the Ancient One didn't show much emotion, it was clear this had been expected.

Aaron waved his hand. Since Kaecilius had already run, he didn't care to pursue him.

As long as Kaecilius didn't show up in front of Jean and provoke her alternate personality, it was fine.

The man can run fast; if not, Aaron would have made him regret ever trying to interfere!

After bidding farewell to the Ancient One, Aaron went to the library to return Hogarth's magic book.

Wong was busy taking stock of the losses.

It was confirmed that Kaecilius only stole that one page.

After this, Wong no longer dared to leave the library without caution. It was a grave dereliction of duty.

Seeing Aaron, Wong greeted him and resumed his work.

Aaron didn't engage in conversation and simply returned the book to its original place before leaving.

"Has this already been given up?" Wong muttered to himself as he glanced at the Dharma book, then shook his head.

He didn't think Aaron had truly mastered the magic.

If Aaron had the Ring of Rago Gador, Wong wouldn't doubt him.

With the identity of the God of Magic, Aaron's magical abilities were unmatched by any human.

But now, he was the ancient master of Hogarth!

Even mastering the Seraphim Shield would be difficult.

How could it be so easy?

After a moment's thought, Wong returned to his task of organizing the library.

Kaecilius' defection was truly one of the most troublesome issues. In the vast library, he had to ensure nothing else was missing.

Leaving the library, Aaron returned to his residence.

At the moment, Jean didn't yet know about Kaecilius' escape.

She was preparing food for Aaron.

While Aaron was away, she had someone bring delicious food from the outside world.

Aaron frowned.

Oh, it's all specialties from Xia Guo.

To be honest, Aaron still missed the food from his time before traveling.

Asgard's eating habits are stuck in the Nordic Middle Ages.

Mostly barbecue and bread.

For Aaron, who is used to all kinds of delicacies from Xia Guo, this was almost a form of torture.

Now, seeing the familiar scent, he couldn't help but twitch his index finger.

In Jean's surprised gaze, he skillfully picked up his chopsticks and began to eat.

"Yes, not bad!"

"Familiar taste..."

Aaron admired aloud.

Seeing Aaron devouring the food, Jean's appetite grew, and she tried to follow his movements.

But it was clear she wasn't used to chopsticks.

After much effort, she awkwardly picked up a piece of meat and put it in her mouth.

While chewing, she said, "I thought you wouldn't be used to the food here, so I thought about asking someone to go to Northern Europe to bring some things."

"However, it seems like you're more of an earthling than I am."

"Food knows no country, does it?"

Aaron smiled. "By the way, why did you think of making these dishes?"

"I didn't expect you to go so long without eating. It's hard to imagine how you survive without food for that long."

"For the sake of your health, I had someone bring some delicious food from nearby," Jean explained.

"Though, I forgot that the eating habits here are different from ours."

Jean, becoming more adept with the chopsticks, smiled awkwardly.

When she saw that others had brought dishes from Xia Guo, Jean worried Aaron might be angry about the unfamiliar food.

Now, it seemed to be working quite well.

Aaron shook his head. "I don't need to eat. For me, as long as I have energy, I can maintain my body."

Before absorbing the energy of the Casket of Ancient Winters, although he had the first-class physical qualities of Superman, he was still unable to practice bigu (living without food).

Even with his strong physical constitution, his appetite far exceeded that of ordinary earthlings.

But after absorbing the Casket of Ancient Winters and being promoted to the god of the sub-celestial father, his entire body had undergone a sublimation.

To put it simply, eating is just a means of obtaining energy to maintain physical activity.

And rise.

In Hua Hou, he's full of immense energy, and he doesn't need to eat to stay alive.

Otherwise, he wouldn't qualify as a god.

From this perspective, Asgard isn't quite the same as it's depicted in the movies.

At least the few gods who carry that title can't truly be called aliens.

Otherwise, they would have been imprisoned for a thousand years like Hela, or they would have died long ago without the chance to return.

When Jean heard this, her face showed disbelief.

This answer didn't satisfy her.

"I knew it," she whispered to herself.

"Then… could you teach me?"

Aaron smiled and said, "It's hard to teach that. You need to find the key yourself. The Phoenix Force has a very powerful structure, so you should be careful about handling it."

Jean shook her head, frustration appearing on her face. She lowered her gaze.

Before she could speak, the door was suddenly pushed open.

A female officer entered the room.

Her gaze swept over Aaron, and she was clearly interested.

"Hey, you look like you could be of use to us."