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As for dealing with Abomination before he mutated, that was equally difficult. He vaguely remembered that Abomination was originally an elite soldier in the military.
Later, he was transferred by General Ross to arrest Dr. Banner. At first, he was as confident as a blooming flower, but after getting a lesson in humility from the Hulk, he ultimately decided that being human had its limits.
And so, gritting his teeth: Ross, I'm throwing away my humanity!
Then, Abomination was born.
To find such a single soldier in a sea of people, Fini felt he might as well go back to reconsidering the idea of focusing all his thoughts on a single man.
In short, Fini had essentially given up on the idea of nipping Abomination's birth in the bud. Executing that was far harder than dealing with Obadiah. It was better to just think of a proper way to counter him.
As everyone knows, most people put their points into one specialty. For the Green Fatty and Abomination, who had dumped all their points into physical resistance, their magic resistance was clearly not going to be high. Slapping their souls right out of their bodies would definitely help them cool down.
But the key problem was that he didn't know that move. Spells regarding the spirit body were very profound; he couldn't even achieve astral projection for himself, let alone hit someone else's.
Fini sighed gloomily at the textbook in front of him. If only he could max out his talent like Doctor Strange.
Although he tried his best every day to modify his talent through "Gilded Eon," the results were unfortunately negligible. Perhaps in his mind, he didn't have a specific enough concept of what "having great talent" actually looked like.
Ending another dull day of school life, Fini arrived at Kamar-Taj in the evening as usual to participate in his early training.
However, not long after he arrived, Mordo approached him.
"That 'Silver Knight' is you!"
Although Tony dominated the headlines in the news, he and Obadiah had been involved after all. Even though Fini didn't join the fight initially, he was present and captured by reporters. Furthermore, he had shown off a portal at the end, stunning the whole world.
Because his identity hadn't been exposed like Tony's, and the style of the armor resembled a medieval knight, the media had given him the nickname "Silver Knight."
"Cough, cough!"
Hearing the nickname, Fini immediately looked uncomfortable. What a garbage title. If they were going to name him, it should be "Silver Sorcerer." He was a Mystic Arts sorcerer, dammit!
Even if I wear armor, fight in melee, and don't even know many spells yet, I am still a good sorcerer!
"What's wrong?"
Fini couldn't deny it. Everyone in Kamar-Taj knew what his "Incursio" looked like. Besides, with that portal trick, only he and the Ancient One walked around every day with a Sling Ring.
"How did you get involved with them?"
Mordo asked with a frown, a hint of concern in his eyes. Kamar-Taj wasn't completely cut off from the world; they had the internet. Many sorcerers surfed the web for news in their spare time.
"A little accident."
Fini answered sheepishly, too embarrassed to explain that he had used a portal to sneak into someone's house and got caught.
"You weren't injured, were you?"
Mordo scanned Fini's body. Seeing no signs of injury, he continued, "Did that Tony Stark build that suit of iron armor based on your armor?"
"Not at all."
Fini shook his head. While it was true that "Incursio" appeared earlier than the Mark I, there was no connection between the two. Tony didn't even know Incursio existed.
"He researched that himself," Fini explained, then sized up Mordo. "I didn't expect you to keep up with current events."
"I'm not a primitive!"
Mordo shot him an exasperated glare, then said, "Now all of Kamar-Taj knows your name, 'Mysterious Silver Knight'!"
Hearing this, Fini got a headache again. He twitched his lips and said hesitantly, "Do you think I should hold a press conference too, to make them change the title? How does 'Silver Sorcerer' sound?"
"Are you crazy!?"
Mordo was startled. He glared fiercely at Fini and said, "Do you want to expose Kamar-Taj?"
"Uh, it was just a joke."
Seeing Mordo's fuming expression, Fini stopped teasing him and consoled, "Don't worry, I won't go around blabbing about Kamar-Taj's location. Tony doesn't know either."
"He'd better not."
Mordo gave another warning glare. Then, his expression grew conflicted before he finally asked, "I saw in the video... it seems you can fly now?"
"Heh heh!"
Fini smiled triumphantly. He immediately used Sky Dance, floating in mid-air and looking down at Mordo. "From now on, you can only look up to me."
"When did you learn to fly?"
Mordo was shocked and exceptionally curious. He knew Fini's talent well; learning the portal in such a short time had already surprised him. Yet after such a short while, he had learned to fly—and in a way Mordo didn't recognize.
"You think I'm just an ordinary person?"
Landing on the ground, Fini rolled his eyes at Mordo and gave a vague explanation: "I have some other talents. Otherwise, the Master wouldn't have specifically taken me as a disciple."
Regarding Fini's background, Mordo had actually checked quietly. He knew Fini had come through the New York Sanctum under the status of a "disciple of the Ancient One from the outside." This meant Fini hadn't first met the Ancient One at Kamar-Taj.
"What's so great about it? After all this time, you've only learned a few spells from Kamar-Taj!"
Mordo was eating lemons—he was incredibly sour. Although he owned the Vaulting Boots of Valtorr which allowed him to walk in the air and accelerate, that was nowhere near as cool as flying freely.
Hearing Mordo's words, Fini actually felt a bit frustrated. If he calculated it, in a whole year, there were only two spells he could successfully cast.
One was the basic skill nearly every sorcerer knew, the Tao Mandalas. The other was the portal, which he could only open with the help of "Gilded Eon" and a Sling Ring.
"Speaking of which, do you know much about spells regarding the spirit body?"
Fini looked at Mordo and asked.
The Ancient One's status was too high, and the title of Sorcerer Supreme carried too much majesty, so she rarely taught personally during daily cultivation. She only occasionally supervised from the side and pointed out errors.
Usually, Mordo took over the teaching, so Mordo knew many spells.
"You want to learn spells for the spirit body!?" Mordo's brow furrowed slightly, seemingly sensing that things weren't that simple. He warned, "Soul projection is an extremely dangerous matter. Even a tiny stimulus can cause massive damage to the spirit."
"Why do you want to learn this kind of magic?"
Fini didn't know how to answer. Should he say he wanted to use it against two big guys, and since their physical resistance was too high, he wanted to test the magical effects?
"Look at what you're saying. Can't I just want to learn more magic? Didn't you just complain that I've learned too little!?"
Fini pouted and replied.
"Then you must proceed step-by-step. There are still many basic spells to learn!"
Mordo assumed his stance as a training instructor and criticized Fini, "Don't be overly ambitious. You should practice more basic spell cultivation for now. Later, I'll help you pick out some books to read."
Fini could feel Mordo's genuine sincerity toward him, and he suddenly felt a bit guilty. In truth, he didn't really want to learn too many spells.
When he first came to Kamar-Taj, his initial goals were only two: the portal and the Mirror Dimension. Now, wanting to learn spirit magic was only to deal with Abomination.
(End of Chapter)