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In the past, Loki could only summon a phantom clone.

On the surface, it seems that the clone can also attack, or interact with people and objects in reality, but in fact, those are done by Loki himself who hides his body, and are not the clone's own abilities.

Including the ability that looks like it can switch positions at will between the main body and the clone, it is also an illusion created by Loki's clever operation.

Why is Loki called the god of mischief and trickery? Instead of defining a more positive and more pleasant-sounding God of Spells? God of wisdom?

A large part of the reason is here - no matter how exquisite the phantom clone looks, its actual power is still limited and cannot really have a decisive impact on the overall situation... This ability has not been obtained by others. Face it, the evaluation received by the user Loki is naturally not much higher.

And now...

Thanks to the potions given by Shi Xiaolei, the talent hidden in Loki's body was stimulated. Although the feeling was not that obvious, because Shi Xiaolei gave him a lot of medicines, he could maintain this beneficial stimulation by taking medicines. Over time, the quantitative changes accumulated enough to cause qualitative changes.

The total amount of magic power in the body has increased to a higher level, and at the same time it has become more condensed than before.

Of course Loki himself would not fail to notice his own changes. It is worth mentioning that Frigga, who had always cared about him, also noticed these changes in him.

In this way, because Frigga was very enthusiastic and took the initiative to give Loki some magic lessons, Loki's strength in magic also improved significantly.

"Not bad, really good." After another round, Hela put away her posture and looked at Loki with great satisfaction: "How many clones can you release at the same time?"

"The current limit is six." Loki also handed the rapier to his left hand. Taking advantage of the gap in answering questions, he slightly moved his tired right wrist: "According to mother's speculation, he said that I developed my ability to At the limit, it may be possible to summon more than twenty clones at the same time.”

"Really? So, you just started practicing this move?"

"It's been about a year or so." Loki smiled and shook his head: "Whether it's still a 'just beginning', I can't say."

For people on earth, one year is already a long time. After practicing for a whole year, it really cannot be described as 'just starting'.

But if it were an Asgardian with a lifespan of several thousand years, a year would actually only amount to that. After all, if you compare it with human lifespan, it feels like three to five days have passed, not even a week. From this point of view, saying it is 'just the beginning' is actually not an exaggeration at all.

"You can practice to this level within a year, emmm, not bad." Hela nodded again with satisfaction, and asked again: "Are there any other tricks? Come on, use them all, let me see look."

"There are still two more moves." Loki agreed, took two steps back, and raised his right hand again.

The crystal-clear rapier was still in his left hand. Combined with Loki's current movements, Hela quickly made a judgment - his next move would definitely not use a rapier, and it would most likely not be similar to the one just now. Melee moves for sneak attacks.

as expected.

As Loki gathered his magic power, a ball of blue freezing air appeared in his hand.

Raising his right hand, he held the ball of freezing air and drew a semicircle in front of him. Several irregularly shaped but sharp ice spikes appeared in front of him one after another. They were held up by the white cold air and floated in front of him. in mid-air.

The blue freezing air was exhausted when it condensed the last ice spike. Loki freed his right hand and lightly tapped his index finger.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

The seven or eight ice spikes suspended in front of him were like crossbow arrows, penetrating a distance of more than ten meters very quickly and shooting towards Hela who was standing opposite.

"Yo."

A bunch of ice spikes were obviously shot at his face, but Hela didn't panic at all. No, it should be said that after seeing this move, she felt an inexplicable excitement in her heart, and the look in her eyes towards Loki also felt a bit more close to her like a sister looking at her brother.

Aiming at the needle, Mao against Mao.

Hela raised the corners of her mouth slightly, her eyes focused, and she summoned the same number of black daggers on the left and right sides, and fired them out in response to the white ice spikes coming from them.

They are all slender, spike-like weapons, and the whistling sounds produced when shooting are no different. If there is any difference, it's probably just the color. One is white and the other is black, which just forms the most striking contrast.

No, the sturdiness is not the same either.

After the collision, the white ice spikes shattered and turned into fine ice slag.

However, the black sword released by Hela only broke into some small fragments, and the overall shape was still maintained quite well.

After smashing the white ice spikes, the castration was still fierce. In just an instant, these black swords had already arrived in front of Loki, and were about to pierce him.

It's just a discussion, there's no need to be too harsh, plus I made a good first impression by accident...

The moment before the black sword was about to hit Loki, Hela's eyes relaxed. Following her thoughts, all the black swords disintegrated and turned into streaks of black smoke, which instantly disappeared into the air.

"Actually, I can escape." Seeing this scene, another Loki appeared a few meters away.

At the same time, Loki, who was almost shot by the black sword, disappeared like a popped bubble.

"Then I won't hold anything back." Hela smiled and raised her hand to wave to Loki: "That's right, I even forgot that I still have a few bottles of purple potion given by Locke in my hand."

It's not that he has never seen the purple bottle before. Loki already knew everything about its efficacy.

Because he knew the effect of that thing, Loki couldn't help but show a speechless expression on his face: "Can we discuss it and not play so big? You may not know that I have been afraid of pain since I was a child."

"It doesn't matter, if it hurts you just shout out." Hela smiled mischievously: "I promise, I will knock you out before you can't hold it anymore. Haha, in Locke's words, this It’s called physical anesthesia.”

"..., I doubt whether you are my sister or not." Not knowing that he hit the truth, Loki shook his head with a wry smile on his face: "By the way, was Thor treated like this at the beginning?"

"Thor?" Hela raised her eyebrows: "He was knocked unconscious by me before he could talk to me."

"...Well, at least my treatment is better than his." What else could be said, Loki had to collect his mood and put on a posture again.