Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

He really is a fool.

He Shenyan laughed at the emperor's stupidity. He felt that the entire universe, no, the entire endless star sea would find it difficult to find such a stupid person - he spent 40,000 years to spread the footprints of the human race throughout the galaxy, obviously Knowing their cruelty and ignorance, they are still willing to continue their selfless devotion, even willing to become a dead bone sitting on a throne, suffering for thousands of years.

Even at this point, he still hasn't thought about giving up the word.

Recalling what he 'saw' about his true face, the mage pursed his lips, he couldn't understand someone like the emperor.

But he couldn't deny it - human beings need such people.

He walked out of the hall, where Shane and Kronos were waiting outside. Seeing the mage come out, Kronos hurriedly greeted him: "You dispelled that demon's pollution?"

"No, it's not me... My dear Kronos, there is someone else who does this, no—there is another dragon." He Shenyan raised his head and glanced at the dim sky, and suddenly smiled Get up: "I was chatting when it happened. I'm embarrassed to say it, but I didn't actually do anything."

He spread his hands.

Kronos asked incredulously: "Who else has the power to stop him except you?!"

"Who knows? But you seem to think too much of me, Kronos. I'm just a mortal, and I can do little tricks at most," replied the wizard, and snapped his fingers. "Like this."

The thick clouds in the sky quickly receded, and in the blink of an eye they were dissipated, revealing the sun behind. The traces of pollution all over the immortal fortress have also been erased little by little by an invisible big hand. Those collapsed buildings and broken bricks are flying through the sky quickly, returning to their former appearance. That majestic and fortress-like appearance.

Sean was stunned to see all this, it wasn't that he didn't know it - it was that he had never seen such a scene. Can you imagine that the weather changes with human will, and the collapsed buildings spontaneously return to their former appearance?

"...You call this a trick?" Sean asked, dumbfounded.

"It's really just a little trick, and it doesn't involve going back in time or anything. It's just a simple fix... I'm still very unfamiliar with it, but it's just too much magic, so the scene looks more spectacular." He answered solemnly.

Cronos, however, grasped the context of another matter. He frowned and asked, "Chat? Who to chat with?"

The mage glanced at him lightly, the deep emotion in those black eyes made Astarte's heart twitch, and he heard the mage reply softly, "A great man."

"...is that him?" Cronos asked, trembling. Few things could make a battle-hardened Astartes soldier lose his temper like this, and the last time he felt that way was when he saw a statue of the Emperor cry, and soon after that happened, their The chapter suffered a devastating blow.

It was only then that Kronos realized that the Emperor was really watching them all. His tears were precisely because he couldn't tell us this, Kronos was so convinced.

He Shenyan replied ambiguous: "It's not the omniscient and omnipotent god you imagined, Kronos. I'm chatting with a man, a frustrated man who has failed in his career, that's all - now hurry up and do your business. , how did you read that slogan?"

"Oh, right."

He chuckled and said, "For the Emperor."

Kronos and Shane looked at each other, their faces solemn, and they answered in unison: "For the Emperor."

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Is the matter resolved?

Swain wasn't sure about that, he stopped the fight within two minutes of starting, but the two bastards were obviously both ruthless, and now one had a crooked nose and the other lost a tooth.

The beam of light had disappeared, but one question was still gnawing and entangled in his heart like a gangrene attached to the bones. That question was very simple.

Those golden thunder guns... by whom? Could it be a god? No, the gods don't have the leisure to take care of Noxus. Is that a mage?

However, in Swain's impression, the empire has never had such a powerful mage - even if there is, why didn't he stop all this at the moment when the disaster started? If this person is foreign, will he pose some threat to the empire?

His worries will last a long time.

It didn't take long for Katarina's dagger left in the military camp to flicker for a moment, and the female assassin appeared out of thin air. She had a hesitant expression on her face, obviously seeing the thunder gun and what happened after that.

"My lord... what the hell is going on here?"

Facing her question, Swain actually showed a rare sense of humor: "I guess those dark clouds made the sun feel uncomfortable, so he called the thunder and lightning."

Katerina wanted to roll her eyes, but she held back: "My lord, I looked inside the city, and the monsters seem to have disappeared. Are we safe?"

Safety?

Is it safe to \u0026lt;/span\u0026gt;...it doesn't make sense anymore.

Swain did not answer, he slowly climbed the wall. This magnificent capital, the millennium capital of the Empire, is now in ruins. Whether it was the inhabitants, or the emperors and nobles, all disappeared. Only flames and debris remain.

He sighed deeply.

The squadron leader came to him and opened his mask, revealing a bearded face. He spit out a mouthful of saliva and asked, "General, what are we going to do next?"

Swain would love to answer I don't know, but he can't - he's the backbone of the place, and he has to have a decent attitude, even if there's no way out for now.

"... Ordered to go down and rest for the time being. The sentry intensity is based on the wartime, three shifts. Observe for two days. If it is determined that there are no enemies, we will go out to search for... possible survivors."

The squadron leader saluted, and he roared vulgarly: "You all heard it! Those two bastards who fought just now, roll over and stand guard for me! You two are on the front line today!"

The two guys walked over with their heads down, Swain wanted to say something else, but what happened the next second made everyone shut up.

In the torrent of masonry that covered the sky, no one could make a sound, and for five minutes, the barracks was dead silent. Even the soldiers who were known for being noisy were quiet like a chicken at this time. After a long time, Swain heard a hoarse cough. It was his squadron leader.

"General ... we don't seem to need to stand guard anymore," he said.

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Giant Peak.

For many years, only the people of the Rakkor ethnic group have survived here - yes, survival, not life. They took root here, but not in the same comfortable living conditions as other humans. They lived a hard life, surviving hard on top of a world made entirely of stone, and they loved it.

They even developed their own special belief: the sect of the Sun, the people of this sect believed that the sun was sacred, and in it resided a great protoss. He represents the sun, and He is the personification of the sun. When He returns, it will be the day when the world will be reborn. The Lakhor people are convinced of this.

Whether this statement makes sense or not, no one knows. But the existence of the protoss has been confirmed many times. They are extraordinary celestial beings with unimaginable power. They are so noble that mortals don't even deserve to look at them - is that so?

He Shenyan can say for you: it's just a bunch of maggots.

"I said I'm coming to find her, and now I'm here. This strange friend, can you tell me where the twilight star Mai Yisha is?" The mage asked with a smile a star who was trampled under his feet. Human form, that thing looks extremely sacred. There is no specific expression on the fuzzy face, but the trembling body is able to express its fear very well.

"Hey, you are talking, my friend." The mage sighed, then raised his feet. This inconspicuous action was met with a scream from the proto-spirit, and it let out a burst of crying and pleading: "Please! Please! I'll say anything, as long as you don't kill me!"

"I don't kill people, don't be stupid." Hearing He Shenyan's words, Xingling pretended not to see the corpse of Xingling in the place behind him. Many were even eaten alive by this man. .

He tried to keep his words clear and articulate. At this moment, it looked as humble as the mortals who had been courting him for thousands of years: "She's gone, my lord."

"Do you know where she went?"

"No one knows about it, my lord. Maisha is the most cunning of us, and she never tells us anything about her plans."

"Very well, now, close your eyes." He Shenyan said softly.

Protoss screamed again: "You promised me! You promised..."

"Shh."

The mage stepped on its head with his feet and blocked the channel for its sound with magic, and then said with a smile: "I don't kill people, but you are not human."

"Snapped."

With a crisp sound like stepping on broken glass, he killed all the star spirits in this special space above the Giant God Peak. He Shenyan even felt that he wasn't enjoying himself - don't get me wrong, he wasn't addicted to killing. Simply because these things are so delicious.

Pure energy creatures...

The right half of the mage's face seemed to turn into something more terrifying at that moment, like an insatiable greedy dragon. But in the next second, it became the same as before.

"I really should have kept a few research studies...at least I have to be a farm." He stretched his waist as he spoke.

In the face of species other than humans, his moral bottom line is very vague.