"The inventor is a genius——"

"How do you say this?!" Just ask if you don't understand. Roger has always been a good scholar who loves learning.

"Kama Taj, time and space magic. The runes on your photo are obviously time and space magic engraved on a magic prop."

The old Loki pointed at one of them, "The difference is that with time and space spells, you must spend a certain amount of mana to cast the spell. The farther the distance, the greater the cost and the greater the effort. And this -"

"Energy is obviously extracted from other dimensions as the energy source for this magic prop. If my guess is correct, it should be a magic prop like a space-time gate. It's in your hand, right."

"No, absolutely not. This is just a photo I stole from Lao Wang's house next door. It has nothing to do with the space-time gate." Roger shook his head, unable to admit it even to death.

You can't even take out the magic mirror, because you can't defeat the bad old man in front of you, the ten thousand-year-old wizard Loki. Even if Thanos comes, you may not be able to defeat him.

"All foreign objects are stumbling blocks that hinder the mage."

Then old Loki waved his hand, and a blue space-time gate appeared in front of him.

Roger: "............"

"Ahem, forgive me for my lack of knowledge. Brother Loki, you can even master time and space magic. Why are you still trapped here by them? Can't you open a time and space door and run out on your own?"

"No." Old Loki said helplessly, "This is the end of time, an end point. Time and space magic can only travel to different locations, but cannot travel to different timelines, so it is difficult to get out."

"Furthermore, I suspect that even with the Time Stone, we may not be able to get out. The dark cloud outside may be the exit of this timeline, the only exit."

Roger coughed and asked, "Brother, if all of you Lokis gather together, can't you kill that dark cloud?"

"No one dares to try. You know, it swallows all matter and time, and spells are a form of energy conversion, so hitting it is almost like sending food -"

Roger couldn't help but feel a headache. It was good to come to the treasure house, but if he couldn't get out, it would be like walking in brocade at night. Who would he show it to?

"Then if someone comes to rescue us with their kind of time control device, can we get out?"

"I don't know——"

Roger looked at a few people and asked curiously, "How many years have you been cut here?"

The young king Loki thought for a while, "I don't know, I forgot, there is no concept of time here."

Old Loki answered, "It's been more than a hundred years at least. As you know, old people are almost at the end of their life span and they always care about time. I'm more sensitive than them."

More than a hundred years——

Come on, I don’t even know if I can live a hundred years...

Roger is not an immortal species like the Asgardians, who can live for thousands of years casually. Ghost Rider has no idea of ​​making the host live forever. At most, it can make the host healthy and free from diseases.

Suddenly, I felt that the treasures outside were no longer fragrant. The Meow Hammer that I had worked so hard to pick up was no longer interested in studying how to decipher the magic runes on it.

"well--"

Later, the old Loki ended the exchange with satisfaction, and told Roger that the projection spell he traded was only the elementary version, and if he wanted to exchange for advanced ones later.

Advanced projection spells refer to the clone spells that can play tricks on Thanos, and there are even more advanced projection spells that directly copy a city, even if you are in the city you can't tell the difference between the real thing and the fake one.

Bliss——

Create a city? Then transform into one or two hundred beauties to serve you. This kind of magic is unbelievable.

The good stuff on this old man smelled so good. If the other party hadn't refused to accept him as a disciple, Roger would have wanted to kneel down and hug his thigh.

A few people finished their dinner and played cards every day. Roger felt bored and directly taught them how to play Landlord.

In the end, there were too many people, so we decided to play mahjong instead——

Several people quickly asked what mahjong was. Roger explained it a little and they understood. After all, they were all Loki. It was difficult to learn well. Learning to gamble was the talent of a bad guy.

So, a few genuine Lokis, plus Roger, a high imitation Loki, set up a table and played mahjong.

——————

"bump--"

"Bang——"

"Two items."

"Three barrels."

"What a fool, haha." The young Loki excitedly grabbed the cards on the table and pushed them down.

"Give me money, give me money."

Winning or losing is not important, what is important is the feeling of winning money.

"Did you cheat?" Roger asked suspiciously.

"Nonsense, I would cheat? I am the king of Asgard. I own the entire treasure house of Asgard. I have never seen any treasures. Stop inking and give me the money quickly." The young Loki said angrily.

Roger had no choice but to take out his own banknotes. The others either used gold coins to replace gambling funds or used wine instead, but he only used banknotes.

In their words, paper money can be used to wipe your butt, which is better than gold coins. Gold coins are completely useless here, and wine can at least be used for drinking.

then--

Once again, Roger lost almost all the banknotes he had not covered up. He looked at the three of them suspiciously, wondering if they had colluded, otherwise he would lose the most, and no one else would.

"No more gambling. I have no money. You guys fight. I'll go out for a walk to see if a few boats have fallen off and I'll bring back some food and wine."

"Go ahead and remember to get some more spirits. The one called vodka is pretty good. No red wine, it's boring." Black Loki said.

After Roger left, Rocky the short-tailed crocodile blinked and jumped directly to where he was sitting.

Then he roared and waggled his tail.

"It said that if three are missing and one is missing, it will also play mahjong -" the old Loki helped translate.

"............"

As for Roger conjuring things, none of the Lokis particularly cared, because each Loki knew some time and space spells and even had his or her own dimensional storage space.

Loki, who dominates the sacred timeline, placed the Cosmic Cube in the dimensional storage space, and Thanos could only get it by threatening Thor with his life.

The old Loki's time and space magic is comparable to Kama Taj's mage. With a wave of his hand, a time and space gate appears.

Roger even suspected that the reason why Loki gathered in this ghost place was because they all knew the magic of time and space.

Thor, who does not know the magic of time and space, will always see ghosts and be eaten by dark clouds over time, so he can dig up a Meow Hammer whenever he goes out——

The Evil Spirit motorcycle needs oil as long as it doesn't transform. After all, it doesn't respect Newton's coffin board. It doesn't seem to make sense if it doesn't respect Einstein's law of conservation of energy.

Roger parked his motorcycle next to a car in the ruins, opened the fuel tank and took a look. There was oil inside.

I looked up and looked around, but I couldn't find the tools or pipes, but that wasn't a problem.

He took out his samurai sword, pried open the car, and took out a pipe inside, so that he could drain the oil.

Looking at the dirty oil pipe, Roger felt distressed and had to take out the banknotes and wipe them clean. He couldn't bear to use the paper towels. He had to save this for wiping his butt because it was really uncomfortable to wipe with banknotes.
Chapter completed!