Although Tony was now poisoned by palladium, the situation shouldn't be too serious.
At least things hadn't yet reached the point where he would give up.
But this incident still left a big impact on Tony.
After all, if Tony hadn't used the research of his father Howard, he really wouldn't have survived this level of toxicity.
But Tony knew that unless he developed a new element to replace the palladium in the Arc Reactor, every day with the reactor in his chest would bring him one step closer to death.
And how hard is it to research and invent a new element!?
And that's precisely why he asked Alaric for help, because last time, when he saw Alaric's magical abilities, he suddenly got the idea to try that.
And it turned out he was right, Alaric saw the problem at a glance!
That excited Tony, as if he had seen a glimmer of hope!
The recipe for a new element is far off, but now, Tony has someone in front of him who can save his life!
Because of that, Tony was ready to pay whatever it took, however much Alaric asked!
Even if he had to hand over shares of Stark Enterprises!!
"Say it, how much do you want?"
Tony asked impatiently.
"I don't want money, you already gave me enough last time to last me for years." Alaric shook his head.
Ten million was more than enough for Alaric for several years, even a dozen, especially since he spends most of his time in the temple and has nowhere to spend money.
"Then what do you want?" Tony frowned.
"You want my soul as payment?"
"I already said, I'm not a dark wizard or demon, I don't take people's souls or loved ones."
Alaric was speechless.
He was a wizard, not a dark mage. What do they think a wizard is? An evil witch?
"Then you…"
"I just want to tell you that in this world, there is a new element that can solve your problem, but you have to find it yourself."
Alaric explained.
"There really is a new element?!" Tony shouted.
He thought it was impossible because he had searched for days without success.
"And you? Can you save me?!"
"Yes, but if you decide to leave it to me, your chances of survival are fifty percent."
Alaric looked at him and smiled meaningfully.
"Fifty percent!?"
When he heard that probability, Tony was stunned!
In his mind, the chances that Alaric would save him should have been one hundred percent!
"That's right. And if it works, not only will you be detoxified, but you'll never have to wear this thing again."
Alaric pointed to the reactor on his chest.
"Are you saying you can remove the shrapnel from my chest?"
"Yes. Think it over carefully, you still have time, you can try to find that new element first."
Alaric said this as he slowly lifted into the air.
"Anyway, you know where I live. If you need me, come again. Goodbye!"
Alaric disappeared in an instant.
His help to Tony had more or less reached its limit.
What Tony does next is up to him.
Anyway, when the time comes, S.H.I.E.L.D. will help him, he won't die.
And that fifty percent Alaric mentioned, was more of a scare tactic for Tony.
But although he said it to frighten him, there was a reason, this magic has certain limitations.
[Reincarnation of Life and Death: You can transform the death energy of a dead person into life force and heal any injury, or turn life force into death power and take someone's life.]
The condition for using this magic, which Alaric acquired after being killed countless times by Dormammu in the Dark Dimension.
Yes, like Tony, who is "just" poisoned he still hasn't reached the brink of death.
The magic can't be activated. If he wanted to use it, he'd have to stab Tony first.
On the other hand, this magic can also be used offensively, transforming life force into the power of death, without any restrictions, directly taking the enemy's life.
In any case, Alaric gave Tony a clue, and the rest no longer concerned him.
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Alaric teleported back to the temple.
Then he sat on the sofa, closed his eyes, and initiated a magical soul projection.
Inside a neat office.
A man in a wheelchair opened his eyes.
"You can really block my telepathy? This person is stronger than I thought…
but luckily, he's on the side of the human race."
Through telepathy, Charles had witnessed the destruction caused by Abomination, from beginning to end.
He also saw Alaric's power, from start to finish.
And earlier, when Alaric activated mental magic and sensed chaos in Manhattan,
Charles had also felt a strong spiritual energy.
That's why he was both curious and confused, he didn't know when someone with telepathic powers similar to him and Jean appeared.
When Alaric attacked Ross, Charles concluded who that person was.
So the spiritual energy Alaric had sensed at the time was Charles researching him.
Charles tried to access Alaric's memory, but couldn't enter.
Later, he tried to locate Alaric's address using telepathy, but failed again.
Charles couldn't tell whether Alaric was a mutant, because judging by the various abilities Alaric demonstrated during the fight with Abomination, it was clear he was different, every mutant usually has only one power.
But Alaric's telepathic abilities were too strong, and Charles couldn't resist the desire to find out who he really was.
"You look confused… do you need help?"
A voice suddenly appeared in the silence of the office, shocking Charles, who immediately activated his mind and sensed everything in the room, turning his head toward the source of the voice.
Then he saw Alaric sitting in the corner of the office.
The telepathic power passed over Alaric, but felt nothing, as if there was only air there.
But Charles saw him clearly.
"This is… a mental projection?" Charles was surprised.
The situation was familiar to him, as he himself used to appear before others in that way.
But it has a precondition, he would have to enter that person's mind.
Charles felt that his mind had not been attacked.
"This is a soul projection, not the same as your mental projection."
"Soul projection?"
"That's right. A mental projection can only be seen by the one it's aimed at."
"But a soul projection, besides that person, can also be seen by others."
Alaric explained.
"Very powerful!" Charles was amazed.
"So, Charles… why were you spying on me?"
Alaric looked at him and said what was on his mind.
If Charles hadn't been constantly following him like a mosquito, Alaric wouldn't have come to him.
Because this man was too annoying.