Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

At this time, there were two strangers and a big dog in his home. The dog was very thin. When he saw him entering the door, his first reaction was to protect his owner, who was sitting on a chair and eating, behind him, and grinned at Kedar.

Kedal looked at the dog with admiration. Yes, it was a good dog.

But are people good people?

The young man who was eating jumped up from the chair as if his buttocks were on fire, and his mouth was still chewing. The older man standing beside him looked at Kedar who was holding an axe and raised his hands quickly: "We have no ill intentions, we just want to ask you some questions."

Kedal glanced at him, the axe hung down, still at an angle where he could attack at any time: "You guys broke into my house and ate my food... No malice? I don't think so. Bar."

The young man's mouth was finally finished, he swallowed it, and hurriedly said: "I apologize, sir! I apologize!"

After a while of silence, the atmosphere in the room seemed deadlocked and dangerous. Finally, Kedal spoke: "You are not from the Freljord."

He used an affirmative tone.

The young man's expression became a little stunned, and the older man smiled bitterly: "Is it so obvious?"

It's too obvious that the Freljords don't just break into someone's house.... If anyone does, it means immortality. Kedar put the axe on his shoulder and said lightly, "That woman is related to you?"

"Have you seen her?!"

The young man can't hold his breath, Kedal smiled softly: "Yes, she is dead."

"Dead? Sir, are you sure?" The older man's expression became serious: "Have you seen her body with your own eyes?"

"She stopped breathing, and her heart stopped beating. She was covered in blood and wounds, and I dug her grave. Is that enough?"

The two uninvited guests looked at each other, and their expressions quickly became complicated. Finally, the older man said softly, "Sir, you may not know—"

A horrific scream interrupted him, and Kedar dared to swear to Ornn that he had never heard such a harsh sound, as if someone were holding two table knives rubbing against his eardrums.

At the same time, a naked figure smashed through his window and jumped in. Kedar's eyes twitched—the Freljord had no such thing as glass, so he used a suggested sliding window. The consequence of this thing crashing in is that the table he placed under the window also drove the crane west together at this time.

The table shattered into several pieces, and a sharp piece of wood avenged itself and stuck straight into the soles of its feet, without any blood flowing out, it seemed as if it could not feel any pain, and its nose moved slightly. , in the gesture of a beast looking for a scent.

Kedal found that it was the woman who had dug her grave with his own hands.

She, no, it was naked. Compared with what Kedal had seen before, it was already very different. The skin of her whole body turned an abnormal blue-purple color, and there were a lot of purple-red blood vessel protrusions on her thighs and arms. The face also became terrifying, its sharp canine teeth sticking out of its lips, and it was growling at the people in the house.

In the next second, an axe was slashed over its head - Kedar's axe was embedded in its skull, and at the same time, Ornn's mark on the axe handle glowed.

In an instant, the blade of the axe turned into a lava-like crimson color, like a hot knife cutting butter, cutting its skull smoothly, and even splitting half of its chest cavity.

Kedar retracted his axe and kicked the thing with his foot, noticing that there was still fresh dirt on the soles of its feet. He put the axe on his shoulder, and said to the two people who were still sluggish: "Let's explain it."

The older man took a deep breath: "My name is Will Ledge, and this is my apprentice, Morse. We've been chasing her for half a month..."

"Stop, let me ask the question." Kedal made a stop gesture, and thanks to the sense of deterrence brought by his axe, Will Razer didn't speak. "First, why didn't she wear clothes when I saw her?"

"She can't wear any clothes anymore, she's already heavily infected, any cloth or armor is deadly to them."

Frowning, Kedal didn't bother about this issue: "So, why did she show panic when she saw me?"

"Maybe in her line of sight, she didn't see you." Will Razer's face was very ugly, as if he remembered some kind of unbearable memory. "You said you dug her grave. Can we go there and see?"

"I said, I'll ask questions."

"All right."

"Where are you from?"

"...Piltover."

"Do I look like an idiot?" Kedal sneered. "The Freljord and Piltover are separated by half a continent, and I don't think the rich and rich over there will come here for nothing."

"Whether you believe it or not, sir, but we do come from Piltover." Will Razer pursed his lips, he stroked his gray-white beard, a little helpless: "Also, we can take a look Her grave? Please, it's important, it involves..."

Before he could finish speaking, Kedar turned around and left: "Follow."

Before long, they were led by Kedar to the tomb in the middle of the woods. The ground that had been solidly covered had been dug up, dirt was everywhere, and the tomb was empty.

Will Ledger lay on the ground and solemnly took out a magnifying glass with a faint silver light from his thick jacket pocket. He took the magnifying glass in the dark woodland and began to observe the soil. The scene looked comical. Funny again.

After a while, he sighed: "Damn, my guess is true....they can really be resurrected."

"Now, it's your turn to explain." Kedal said lightly.

Will Ledger stood up with a wry smile, and the somewhat pedantic old man smiled like a concubine: "Okay, okay, sir..."

Things aren't really complicated.

The people of Piltover are known to call themselves the 'City of Progress', although the Zaun who live below them will disagree. But the rich are the rich, they don't care what the Zaun think, they only care about their own interests. Once upon a time, Will Ledger was one of those people.

Until his experiments went awry.

He has quite a reputation in Piltover as a rare biologist. In that city full of machines, a scholar specializing in biology obviously has little room for development. After all, everyone has started to 'mechanical ascension', and you are still fiddling with the expensive human body strengthening injection, and there is no future at all.

But as a native of Mrs. Piltover, Will Ledge is not content with that. His last name didn't allow him to stop there.

Otherwise, he would not be eligible to be buried in the family cemetery after his death.

Coincidentally, his gold owner was an antique dealer, who happened to buy a batch of 'fresh goods' from the caravan, and there was an ordinary-looking bear head mask in it. That thing was seen by Will Ledger, who came to the door to explain the progress of his research.

According to his own statement, "At first glance, I felt like I was smitten. I bought it back from the gold master at a high price."

What happened next is somewhat beyond the scope of this scholar's comprehension.

He started to lose his mind and became not like himself, he knew this was not right, but for a whole week, he couldn't let go of this mask on his own. The thing seemed to be glued to his hand. Will Leger didn't think about tea and rice, didn't do research, and stared at this thing in a daze all day. A week later, he started dreaming.

Weird dream.

In the dream, he put on a mask. Become omnipotent, almost godlike, roaring into the sky all day long. Kedal was impressed by Will Ledger's expression when he said this - he didn't seem to recall this feeling, on the contrary, his face was full of fear.

After another two weeks, he was staring at the mask in a daze. He didn't come up with the results that the sponsor wanted, so the funds were withdrawn, and Will Razer became a little frustrated, although he had expected this a long time ago. .

But human beings can't resist emotions, so he went to the bar to get drunk for a few nights. When he returned home full of alcohol, his laboratory had been smashed and cleaned, and the ground was in a mess. , his research materials and the unfinished human enhancement injection have been looted.

In addition, the bear head mask is also missing. Will Ledge immediately called the police, but the officers who came came to nothing. It didn't take long before rumors began to spread in Piltover's lower town—a horrific tale of a murderous, bear-masked monster.

"And then?" Kedar asked.

The lines of Will Ledge's face tightened, and in the moonlight, Kedal could see the look on his face as if he was about to vomit. He rolled his throat a few times and said tremblingly, "I hired a few mercenaries to investigate this matter. The only one who survived was found by the police officers who came to the scene later."

"His complexion turned blue and purple, and he would bite people like a madman, and the people he bited gradually became unconscious until they had a high fever. It didn't take long for the whole lower city to become popular. Symptoms. It took the Piltover authorities half a year to stabilize things....then they got my case."

He continued: "However, it's ironic that they didn't cast me as a scapegoat. No one cared about the human booster I proposed at the seminar, and I've been researching it for ten years by myself. I don't care. But when my injection was stolen, it turned into something like that...they were interested."

Kedal didn't really care about that, but he didn't say it. Sometimes, one has to be a little emotionally intelligent. So he asked, "So, how did you get here?"

"They arrested all the infected people and provided funds to the teacher to study why those people became like this, and what the inexplicable contagion is." His apprentice, Morse, answered this question on behalf of the teacher. .

"Our operation in Piltover was fairly successful, and we had enough awareness of those infected. They were divided into three stages by us according to the degree of infection."

"Mildly infected people basically have self-awareness and a certain level of intelligence, but sometimes they fall into a manic state. In this case, their skin color will turn blue-purple, their strength and speed will be enhanced, and they will not be afraid of pain. It will attack everyone present indiscriminately, and those who are bitten have a certain chance of being infected."

"Moderately infected people.... have only a little basic consciousness left, they will refuse to wear clothes and express a great fear of wearing clothes. Basically only two hours a day will be quiet, The rest of the time is manic. The strength and speed have increased so much that even the cages rammed with alloys can't keep an eye on them for long."

"Basically, it has to be changed every three days. If it wasn't for the sedatives, we really wouldn't be able to get them out."

"Enough, Morse." Will Razer shook his head: "I'll do it."

He sighed: "Then, the severely infected people. Just like the woman you saw, they... seem to have regained consciousness, and can communicate and speak normally. But their temperament has changed. Extremely irritable, desperate for blood. And very cunning, and his appetite has increased greatly, and he has an inexplicable liking for raw meat."

"A month ago, ten heavily infected people escaped from Piltover. We chased them all the way here."

Kedal's heart did not fluctuate, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

Apart from the fact that the bear-head mask might have been a point of attention for him, he didn't believe anything that came out of the two men's mouths.

Totally disbelieving.

He's not a fool either - can these two powerless men deal with ten monsters like that? And it's still chasing all the way from Piltover to here, relying on what? By their skinny dog?

But the problem is the problem, the scene he saw with his own eyes wouldn't be fake. You know, the feeling of splitting the head of that thing is still fresh in his memory. Kedal has chopped off the skulls of many people, and it is the first time that it is as hard as it is.

If you want to say it, it doesn't look like you are hacking people, but using an ax to chop stones and metals.

Kedal glanced at the two idiots who thought of themselves as fools, and said nothing. He just turned around: "You said, they're contagious, right?"

"Yes, sir."

"And what about their corpses? Is blood contagious?"

"Why are you asking this?"

Kedal held the handle of the axe in both hands, and the crimson light lit up, illuminating his face. The man said calmly and nonchalantly, "Oh, there's a pack of wolves near my house."

"what?"

At first, Will Lager and Morse didn't understand what he was talking about, why the wolf thing was suddenly brought up again. But soon, they understood.