Testing Magic on the Moon!

"Ren, what are you doing here again!"

"Master, I'd like to look through the book." Ren gave a signature shy smile.

Fatty Wong's mouth twitched violently.

Are you going to turn the pages?

Are you here to tear the house down?

Every time this kid learns Magic, Kamar-Taj experiences a major earthquake.

Fatty Wong's face was serious as he sternly warned, "Absolutely no experimentation with Magic inside the Sanctum! Not even in the Mirror Dimension!"

"Rest assured, Master, the Sorcerer Supreme has given instructions that I will conduct all trial spells in outer space from now on." Ren nodded earnestly.

Fatty Wong then patted his chest and let out a long sigh. Kamar-Taj couldn't withstand another round of this pervert's antics.

With permission granted, Ren strode toward the Sorcerer Supreme's private forbidden bookshelf.

After searching for a while, his gaze settled on a thick ancient book.

His goal was clear: he wanted to learn the most terrifying Destruction Magic in Kamar-Taj — Bolts of Balthakk.

A forbidden spell specializing in extreme destructive power.

The number of people in the entire sect who can master it can be counted on one hand.

Ren is just missing a burst of explosive skill that can instantly clear the field.

Turn the pages of the book.

The surface was covered with intricate and complex Magic Runes and arrays, making it dazzling to look at.

The System Notifications tone arrived as expected.

"Bite!"

"The system has detected that the host is comprehending [Bolts of Balthakk]!"

"Skill training has begun at full automatic acceleration!"

Ren glanced at the progress bar. As expected of a top-tier forbidden spell, its progress was much slower than that of basic Magic. He could only stay in place and wait patiently.

I stayed up until dark, and the moon hung high in the sky outside the window.

Finally, a crisp Electronic Voice echoed in my mind.

"Bite!"

"[Bolts of Balthakk] has successfully leveled up to level 1!"

Ren let out a long breath and stretched his sore neck. It took too much time; this was the skill that had taken him the longest to learn.

If Mordo and Strange heard these words, they would definitely grab their staffs and beat him to death.

Others might spend decades trying to even master a forbidden spell, but you automatically reached the maximum level after just standing there watching for half a day, and you still complain it's too slow?

"Finally mastered it, must test its power now."

Ren rubbed his hands together, full of anticipation.

He forcibly suppressed the urge to fire a cannon on the spot, and raised his hand to draw a golden circle in the air.

With his current strength, traversing the Universe with his physical body is no longer a difficult task.

Simply cast an isolation Magic, and you can easily withstand temperatures hundreds of degrees below zero and deadly rays.

Even if you don't breathe for months, the abundant energy in your body can sustain your life.

With a single step, Ren landed directly on the lunar surface, where the desolate craters came into view.

"Outer space is great; you can do whatever you want without worrying about accidentally getting hurt," Ren said with great satisfaction.

He floated slowly in mid-air, his five fingers suddenly spreading open.

"Bolts of Balthakk!"

Boom!

A blinding yellow bolt of lightning, as thick as a bucket, roared out from the fingertip like a ferocious, clawing thunder dragon!

No sound can be heard in a vacuum.

But Ren clearly saw the yellow lightning slam into the lunar surface.

The hard earth, as fragile as tofu, was torn open, creating a terrifying, bottomless chasm.

The lightning, as if alive, spread wildly across the ground into the distance.

"The power seems to be a bit too much."

Ren looked at the massive crack that stretched to the horizon and scratched his head.

But this is the moon, so you can slash it all you want, it won't cause any trouble.

He opened the Portal with a clear conscience, ready to continue testing his skills in another location.

Just the instant he left.

The area struck by lightning suddenly caved in extensively!

Immediately afterwards, the geological structure completely collapsed!

A massive chunk of lunar rock was forcibly ripped from the Earth's surface, carrying terrifying kinetic energy as it broke free from the Moon's gravity and hurtled down towards Earth!

At this moment, the moon looked like a giant mooncake that had been bitten off out of nowhere, a shocking sight.

Asgard.

Deep within the magnificent, golden Asgard.

Odin, the king of the gods, sat high on his throne, eyes closed in meditation.

He's been so worried lately about teaching his good-for-nothing son Thor that his hair has turned quite a bit gray.

Click!

A blinding blue bolt of lightning ignored the Asgard's defenses and suddenly flashed through the main hall.

Odin suddenly opened his eyes, and a terrifying light shot out from his One-Eye.

"Destruction God's Thunder?"

Odin's expression changed drastically.

This power of thunder was so pure that even he felt a chill run down his spine from the Destruction Laws it contained.

"When did such a powerful lightning expert come to be hidden in the Nine Realms?"

Odin was secretly alarmed.

Across the nine kingdoms, apart from the Asgard royal family, no one else has ever been known to be proficient in the Laws of thunder.

Moreover, this force is extremely domineering. Although its current total amount is not as large as his, its potential is simply unfathomable.

"Heimdall!"

Odin gave a deep, resonant shout, which instantly echoed throughout the entire Divine Realm.

"God-King, please give your orders."

Heimdall's projection immediately appeared before the throne.

"Immediately activate full-area surveillance and investigate the source of that lightning fluctuation," Odin gave the order.

Heimdall accepted the order.

His eyes instantly turned into a dazzling gold, his divine vision piercing through layers of dimensions, frantically scanning the Nine Realms.

A moment later, his gaze was fixed on a desolate satellite next to Earth.

"God-King, the unusual fluctuations are originating from the Moon, a satellite associated with the Midgard."

There was a rare hint of terror in Heimdall's voice.

"The moon?" Odin frowned.

"Yes. That terrifying force just now tore a bottomless, Great Rift in the moon's surface."

Heimdall swallowed hard, still shaken.

Odin fell into a long silence.

This power, capable of instilling fear in the battle-hardened Heimdall, is not to be underestimated.

But when did such a freakish lightning phenomenon appear on Earth?

Could it be the Sorcerers from Kamar-Taj?

That's impossible. Kamar-Taj has always been fond of playing with spatial and dimensional Magic; I've never heard of anyone being good at lightning.

"It seems the waters in the Midgard are deeper than I imagined."

Odin gripped the Gungnir and slowly rose to his feet.

"I must go there myself."

As the overlord of the Nine Realms who has lived for millions of years, Odin's strength is already unfathomable.

Even without the Bifrost, he could forcibly traverse the Universe.

But to save trouble, he still had Heimdall lock onto the lunar coordinates.

A seven-colored beam of light suddenly descended.

Odin's figure appeared directly in outer space from the moon.

He treads on empty air, and with each step he takes, a thundercloud automatically forms beneath his feet, carrying him forward at high speed.

In the blink of an eye, Odin hovered above the moon.

A vast Divine Power instantly spread out, locking onto the figure below.