I Became Spider-Man's Cousin in Anime Crossover

Chapter 558 The Overly Cautious Spider-Man

"Is it strange that you know this? It's just a simple formula for trigonometric function reduction. Odd changes, even stays the same, and the sign depends on the quadrant. It's used to convert trigonometric function values ​​of any angle into trigonometric function values ​​of acute angles. Your Midgard's mathematics education had already summarized this set of rules in the seventeenth century. As for so-called Chinese... mastering multiple languages ​​is as easy as breathing for Asgardians with their long lifespans."

However, before Riley could finish speaking, Amora interrupted him with an eye roll. Her tone was calm, like a good student answering a teacher's question in class, even carrying a hint of displeasure at being looked down upon.

"I thought you were testing my abilities? Do you think Asgardians are all illiterate bastards who can't even do trigonometry? Please get this straight, we Asgardians just prefer using magic, but that doesn't mean we're ignorant, muscle-bound barbarians! Oh, wait, except for that brute Thor!"

After a confident and assertive response, Riley was left speechless by Amora's rebuttal.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled.

When he opened his eyes again, the confusion and absurdity in his eyes had mostly faded, replaced by a weary, almost resigned calm.

It wasn't because Riley had figured things out; it was because Riley was truly out of ideas.

The shameless are invincible; the ancients were right!

Then, Riley reached out and grasped the handle of the Mind Scepter.

Amora, however, decisively released his grip on the scepter the moment Riley touched it.

She didn't even dare to have any physical contact with Riley, so she withdrew her hands and placed them properly on her knees, looking up at him. Tears still clung to her face, but she couldn't hide the smile on her lips.

"So you accept my surrender?"

"...You should stand up first. If people see this, they'll think I'm a bully who's harassing an innocent woman."

"I won't get up until you say you accept it."

"...Are you an Asgardian, or a three-year-old? You're just as childish as Thor."

"Of course they're children! Even a child who's three years and tens of thousands of months old is still a child!"

Riley gripped the scepter, looked down at Amora's self-righteous demeanor, and his lips twitched violently again.

"Alright, consider it my surrender. You can get up now."

"That's more like it."

Upon hearing this, Amora stood up cleanly and deftly, casually brushing the dust off the hem of her evening gown, her movements as elegant as if she were tidying up a dress for the red carpet.

In the blink of an eye, Amora's entire demeanor had shifted from "a pitiful and weak woman" back to "an elegant and composed Asgardian enchantress".

The speed at which the expression changed was astonishing, and it even made people wonder if everything they had seen before was just an illusion.

Then, at Riley's prompting, Amora obediently raised her hands, allowing Riley to retrieve a pair of specially made handcuffs from the system space, which firmly locked her hands, restricting the flow of magic within her body.

Then he blinked his eyes and teased playfully.

"You are the first man in thousands of years to make me kneel down... You should feel honored for that."

"Save it, all I feel right now is mental exhaustion."

"That's because you haven't realized yet what benefits it would bring to have me as your companion... Don't worry, you'll gradually realize it~"

As she spoke, she winked at him.

He looked harmless and completely at Riley's mercy.

But deep in his eyes, as he looked at Riley's hand holding the Mind Scepter, a cunning smile of triumph flashed across his face...

However, before the smile could last long, Amora's face fell again.

In the blink of an eye, Riley, as if by magic, not only vanished from his scepter without leaving a trace of energy, but also conjured handcuffs out of thin air and placed them directly on Amora's wrists.

The handcuffs automatically changed size the moment they touched Amora, locking her hands tightly and ensuring there was not a single gap between the handcuffs and her wrists.

Clearly, these handcuffs are crafted using Osborn Corporation's proud nanotechnology, possessing adaptive adaptability, making them capable of binding any target.

Inside the handcuffs, countless runes, finer than a hair, were etched.

The sealing incantation of Kamar-Taj, the exorcism runes of the Daedalusian magic lineage, and a small section of sealing secrets personally taught by Queen Frigga.

The sealing incantations of the three magical systems were integrated into the same pair of handcuffs. Not only did they not interfere with each other, but they also formed a subtle, mutually reinforcing resonance effect.

With their complementary strengths, this is undoubtedly a perfect combination of technology and magic, a powerful weapon specifically designed to deal with magicians.

That's why Amora, who hadn't taken the handcuffs seriously at first, was stunned when she felt the magic power surging within her body completely subside and she couldn't mobilize it no matter how she tried.

Before Amora could even voice her protest, Riley did the same thing again, conjuring up a mask out of thin air once more.

Without a doubt, this, like handcuffs, is a product of the combination of technology and magic.

The only difference is that when Riley designed this mask, he specifically made sure to fill the inside of the mask with tiny energy sensing nodes.

As soon as the wearer tries to summon magic to chant a spell, or even just slightly vibrate their vocal cords to make a sound, these nodes will immediately detect it and release a special energy pulse.

The duration is short, and even on an ordinary person, it's not fatal. But it's enough to interrupt spellcasting and, like an electric shock, slightly punish the wearer.

"Wait, what do you think you're doing? Don't come any closer! Take that thing away from me!"

Of course, after experiencing the effects of the handcuffs firsthand, Amora also realized that this simple-looking mask was definitely a product designed for magicians.

Even though Riley clearly had overwhelming strength and had even surrendered willingly, he still acted so cautiously, which broke Amora's defenses on the spot. She couldn't help but twitch her lips and began to complain in a pitiful tone.

"Sealing my magic isn't enough? You're even taking away my right to speak? I'm just a weak woman! Is it really necessary to be so wary of me?!"

Her voice rose slightly when she said the words "weak woman," carrying a questioning tone that seemed to ask, "Do you people have any conscience?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, Amora quickly reached out, took the mask, and put it on his face.

Because she noticed that after hearing those words, Riley's gaze seemed to linger on her neck.

The meaning behind this is self-evident.