Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

"Hey, don't be so cranky." A male voice said behind him.

The mage turned his head, and a man with white hair and a red robe floated behind him. The man spread his hands and said in a helpless tone: "I know you should be very angry now, after all, when we last met, I said that I would not do such a thing again. But this time it really has nothing to do with me. "

The mage didn't speak, he pointed to the dark magic power covering the entire earth, which was exactly the same as the magic power on Sishorn.

"...Well, maybe the magic does come from me, but it really has nothing to do with me."

"I know." He Shenyan nodded and said, "I just want you to come out."

Sishorn breathed a sigh of relief. He was not afraid of the mage, but was afraid that the mage would expel his medium in the world, the dark book of gods that existed as long as human history. If that's the case, he won't see fresh fun for quite some time.

That thing was like a TV satellite to him, and he liked to watch reality shows through it when he was in his own dimension and had nothing to do. What kind of evil wizard is trying to rule the world through the dark god book, and he likes to read this book by accident and destroy his own family because of the sorcery above.

"Who borrowed your magic power?"

Sishorn immediately raised his face: "Ah, this... You know, He, I am a very contractual person. Although they are not my believers, and they believe in a very disgusting old woman, but I still can't tell you who they are."

"Understood," He Shenyan nodded, "do you know where they are now?"

"God, how can you ask such a question? Do you think I really will tell you that they are in New York right now? Impossible!" Sithone said righteously.

"..." He Shenyan glanced at the underworld god with an indescribable look, he sighed and said, "I will not expel your TV broadcast interface, as long as you abide by our contract , everything is fine."

"Of course, Ho. I keep the contract the most."

He Shenyan nodded expressionlessly, he pointed to the dark magic power covering the earth, Sishorn immediately grimaced: "Although they are not my believers, but I have made a contract with them after all, the magic power has been If I borrowed it, and then took it back, wouldn’t I have become a person who didn’t believe what I said?”

"Come on, Sishorn. The contract I made with you also requires you to delete those large-scale sorceries on the Dark God Book, have you done it?"

"I added five pages of danger warnings and a short disclaimer at the front. If they had the patience to read the foreword, they would know the danger of this book. What's more, the Dark God Book will only seek out those who have the wrong minds. I am so Doing it can be regarded as revealing those wicked people in advance for you, isn't it?"

"Stop sophistry, and quickly take back your magic power. In addition, you have to explain to me why the wings of those birdmen in heaven are stuck on your magic creation."

Sishorn waved his hand, and those huge dark magic powers immediately disappeared without a trace. The man continued: "Ah, about this...you have to ask other people, this has nothing to do with me. After all, even if they are my creations, they can't enter the world without getting a 'ticket' Yes. Plus, I like what you do with the Kree, ho. Maybe one day you'll be on our side too."

"I'll get you a place. What kind of throne do you like? Black or red? I recommend red..." He started chattering.

The mage interrupted his self-talk: "I haven't planned to lose my humanity for the time being."

"You will sooner or later, my friend." Sishorn smiled mysteriously, and said, "From ancient times to the present, all mages have been unavoidable this way...including your teacher.

Sooner or later we all get cold and callous because of something. If you're lucky, you'll be like me, with a bit of a sense of humor. If like everyone else..."

"Ha." He let out a low, unintelligible laugh. The mage looked blankly at him as he tore apart the dimension with ease and disappeared.

He whispered, "If I really want to be like you... I might as well die."

After speaking, he also opened a portal.

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Mark leaned uneasily against the wall, holding Alice in his arms, the poor girl asleep, seemingly unaware of her circumstances.

David leaned against his side, holding the shovel in his arms, his arms trembling uncontrollably.

"Damn...Damn, man, did you see that thing just now?" His voice was trembling.

"I see..." Mark swallowed.

They walked up a little bit from the ruins of the subway station, and finally saw the exit. After removing the debris blocking the exit with a shovel, they saw a huge black monster standing with its back facing them. He was holding a handful of humans in his hands, tearing them apart one by one like french fries and swallowing them alive.

Mark covered Alice's eyes for the first time, and he and David immediately turned around and ran back to the subway station. It didn't take long for Alice to fall asleep because of it. Mark guessed it was because she was tired from crying before.

"It...its back." David took off his glasses and rubbed them unconsciously in his hands: "It...its wings."

David seemed to stutter suddenly, his words were slurred and hesitant, and Mark knew what he wanted to say.

Those pure white wings.

"Hey buddy, listen. Whatever it is, it's got nothing to do with the angels, okay? The Bible doesn't say angels can eat people, you gotta brace yourself, we've got a baby."

Mark's words made David glance at Alice, the child was still soundly asleep, and she knew nothing about the dangers of the outside world. David smiled wryly. "You're right, Mark. But I was a devout Christian before I saw that."

"Really? Like going to church every day?"

"Almost...my family are Christians, and I remember when I made a mistake, my mother used a Bible to scare me. She didn't beat me, but she punished me for watching those scary scenes. I was often scared to death. ."

"Then you're miserable, man. My mom just ran after me in the cornfield with a stick. She didn't run as fast as me, and I didn't get hit."

The two chatted, as if forgetting the monster above their heads and their situation.