Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

"Die! Demon!" A female Kryptonian soldier waved the energy giant axe in her hand, jumped up and rushed towards the mage, and was swept by his magic power and turned to ashes in mid-air.

"I'm not a demon. In fact, if those demons are still alive, if they see you, 80% of them will transfer this title to you."

As he said that, he pressed his hand to the wall of the corridor. So in the next second, this huge planet-like battleship got the same fate as the previous female Kryptonian soldier - turned to ashes.

The number has lost its meaning in front of him, and the mage is not keen on killing. In fact, he's even a pacifist, if only in a brutal way at times.

However, facing the Kryptonians like cosmic locusts, he became more and more unable to restrain his anger. On the other hand, He Shenyan was also quite fortunate that he did not choose to let Clark follow. Although he has not been with him for a long time, he can feel that Clark Kent is completely different from his otherworldly kin.

Yes, totally different.

He continued to kill.

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After Kratos passed through the portal, he stood still.

The surrounding environment convinced him that this was where the goddess was. Her habits have remained the same, tens of thousands of years later. A white bird flew over and stood on his shoulder. Not afraid of Kratos at all, and even lightly pecked him with his beak.

Kratos immediately understood, he lowered his head, and a voice slowly came from the lake in front of him: "Long time no see, Kratos."

"...Yes, goddess," Kratos fell to one knee, never so reverent, even in the face of those gods. And he was even one of them. But in his heart, the real god is only this goddess.

Only she can be called a god.

"Has anything interesting happened since I left?"

"...I don't know, goddess. I haven't touched a human in a long time...since you left."

"So, what about you? How are you doing?"

Kratos didn't speak, Seyani sighed. At this time, she behaves more like a mother than a god.

She stepped out of the lake and put her hand on Kratos' right cheek,

A gentle wind blew, and she said, "Are you still seeking death?"

"Yes, goddess," Kratos replied quickly, without being silent for a while as before.

"Life is precious, Kratos. I watched you grow up, but I can't interfere in your life. The tragedies in your life are my fault, and I want to make amends. That's why I saved you and gave Your eternal life...but now it doesn't look like you want this gift."

The ghost of Sparta looked up. He was no longer young, and tiredness was written in every wrinkle of his old face: "It wasn't your fault, goddess. I knew you were too busy to pay attention to me. tragedy..."

He was silent for a while, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes: "...that has nothing to do with you."

"But if I were here, you wouldn't be treated like that. At least, they wouldn't dare."

"No, goddess. They dare. They see themselves as equal to you, and in their eyes, mortals are nothing. I have seen countless gods since ancient times, and there has never been one like you." Toth became a little excited.

Seyani's fingers slid lightly across his cheek, bringing a hint of coolness. The fairy in the lake retracted her arm, and she said sympathetically, "What about you? Kratos? You are also one of the gods."

"I...not anymore."

"Have you renounced your divine position?"

Kratos didn't answer, he changed the subject: "Your messenger, the mage, he asked me to do one thing."

"What is it?"

"To protect a child until she is an adult."

"Are you willing? If you don't, I can reject him for you."

"No, goddess. How can I let you go out in person because of this... Besides, I have already agreed."

This time it was Seyani's turn to be silent, wearing a long white dress with a garland of purple and pink on her head: "...you don't have to, Kratos. I failed you, not you. failed me."

"I couldn't come to you when you needed me the most. This is a mother's dereliction of duty. If I hadn't met him, you might have..." She didn't continue.

"Kratos, everything in the world has its destiny. Do you believe this?"

"If it's what you said, I'd like to believe it."

"No matter who said it, don't believe it." Seyani suddenly smiled gently, and the next second, the smile turned quiet: "Fate is the biggest lie in the world - if it weren't for those three You lied to me and let me leave you..."

Almost gnashing her teeth, Kratos replied, "They're dead, goddess. I killed them myself."

"By the way, I haven't asked you. Your child, what about Atreus?"

The lines of Kratos' face hardened, and the mention of the name seemed to touch some switch. He widened his eyes, trying his best to suppress his emotions, not letting himself lose his temper in front of Seyani.

After a long time, he exhaled: "...he, he left. Goddess."

"Really..." Seyani sighed, for her, Kratos' child was also her child. After all, she is the mother of all creatures in the world. But in mythology, all gods called mother gods will not end well. She, too, was forced to be separated from her own children, and she could only see her own children through the eyes of outsiders.

"Go and complete your mission, Kratos."

Kratos didn't get up and leave immediately. He lowered his head, and the red tattoos on his body were so conspicuous: "I don't understand one thing, goddess."

"What is it?"

"I... my whole life. I killed my own father, I lost my family, my son, my wife. Time and time again, I was hurting or being hurt by others. I don't understand, Goddess, why I can't What about death?"

Seyani replied, "Because your life is not yours alone, Kratos. Nor is it mine. The loved ones you lost are still alive in your memory. If you die, they will too. With you. No?"

The silent man stood up.