Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

The birth of the world, the destruction of the world, the division of the world....

This big spider showed He Shenyan an alternative version of Genesis in just a few minutes-the reason why it is alternative is that under its hands, the world can still undergo mitosis.

It is outrageous to the extreme.

But it doesn't matter. He is actually more concerned about the key points, such as what he wants him to do. It's a pity that the spider's idea is to let him read the cause and effect. He Shenyan said in his heart, let's take a look.

I have nothing to lose anyway.

In this way, in the dark universe, one planet gradually became two, four, eight.... Then, in a certain advanced process, there was a sudden loss of one planet. particles.

He said, "That's it, I remember...it was stolen."

"Who stole it?"

"A thief—who else could it be? Of course it's a thief who does this kind of thing." There was a weird sense of humor in his tone, and he didn't seem to take it to heart.

"Who can steal from you?"

"Ah, Mage, I'm not omnipotent." He said casually while simulating the situation at the time: "If I were, I wouldn't have stayed here for so long, and there was no one to speak."

"Gods can be careless too, don't they?"

"If you can understand, then of course it's better."

The stars continued to shine, and the world went on as usual. When the planets were all grown -- I mean, there was life on them, the spiders pushed them all out gently. They floated out of the world barrier and went to the endless star sea.

"...Let me guess, so you created the worlds in the endless star sea?"

"Not quite," he replied. "I only made a small part. I guess there are many poor people like me. Or, some of them were born naturally."

Interesting, this trip is already worth the ticket price. He Shenyan narrowed his eyes and thought so in his heart.

He has never simply put down the exploration of the endless star sea, such as why this place exists, the principle of the world barrier, and so on. And most importantly - who made these worlds?

God?

He has no answer,

He hopes he can find out. In short, intellectual curiosity is very important. Especially for mages.

He stopped the simulation of the situation, and the universe returned to its original appearance again: "The planet was stolen, but my mark of power is still on it... You may find it a little funny to say it, Mage . But I do see these worlds and their creatures as my children."

"I understand." He Shenyan nodded lightly. "I've met a goddess who thinks the same way as you."

"Oh?" He was interested. "who is it?"

"A fairy in the lake."

"It turned out to be them...well, that's funny. I wish I could travel between worlds like you, it must be fun."

"It's not all the interesting part." He Shenyan answered blankly, and made a gesture: "Do you mind getting to the point?"

"Anyway, I hope you can get that planet back—say it up front." He said a little seriously. "It's been out of my sight for too long, and there might be something unexpected on it. If you don't feel right, you can leave now. I don't blame you."

After He finished speaking, the spider totem on He Shenyan's right hand flashed a ray of light.

"You're quite reasonable..." With a chuckle, the mage waved his hand and left his prison in a burst of white light.

The spider stared at where he left, as if waiting for someone. Before long, a golden light appeared there. A round of icy golden sun appeared out of thin air.

"Ah, a strange visitor, hello."

"You too." The sun turned into a man and stood in front of the spider. He looked unremarkable.

"Interesting, interesting. Are you human?" The spider looked at him and asked suddenly suspiciously.

"I used to be."

"Um..." Spider fell into deep thought. "So, you are their God?"

"No, I'm not." The man chuckled lightly. "On the contrary, I am very disgusted with religions of all kinds."

They just started chatting in the universe, and it was predictable that this conversation would last a long, long time.

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Peter had been staring at the slates for a long time, and Amela was beside him, conversing with the spider in a language he didn't understand. Peter thought bitterly: Well, at least they are willing to learn English in order to communicate with me.

He rubbed his hands together, not knowing how long he was going to stay, or whether he could go back. You know, he hasn't avenged McGuire's revenge, and that Jonathan Harlan...  

Thinking of this, Peter closed his eyes in pain and covered his face: I just wanted to investigate, why was I suddenly sent to another world?

Amelia noticed his movement, reached out and patted his shoulder with concern, and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

"What? Oh, no, I'm fine..." Peter replied quickly, jolted, "Just a little, uh, you know, uncomfortable. Also, I've heard some roars in the cave before. Sound, what is that?"

"That's a long story," Amelia replied with a little sadness. "They were one of us, but unfortunately, they became monsters because they craved the gaze of the gods so much."

"God?"

"Yes, the gods who created us."

Amy stretched her hand and took out a piece of the slate in front of Peter. She pointed to the old black slate and explained patiently: "This is a very old myth, and some people think it is a fantasy. However, I actually Pretty sure."

Just when she was going to explain the myths and legends to Peter, the ground began to shake. Amela stood up immediately, she pulled Peter up from the ground, and ran out of the house with him.

The villagers looked up uncomfortably at the sky. The clear blue sky was now filthy, the unpleasant blackness that Peter was physically disgusted with. He couldn't help frowning and spat in disgust.

Amela's reaction was equally solemn, she muttered to herself: "The sky will fall into darkness... The next step is the cracking of the earth."

Her voice fell, and the vibration of the ground suddenly became stronger. Peter saw sharply that not far away, the place where a villager with a bull's head stood was cracking. And he himself knew nothing about it.

"Hey! Be careful!" he shouted, throwing out his right hand, and the spider silk stuck to his back and dragged him back. The tauren was tall and sturdy, but to Peter, he was still able to move.

The tauren who escaped from the dead stood up in panic, and said something to Peter that he did not understand. Spider-Man had to get up awkwardly.

But, that's just the beginning.

Peter's mind suddenly began to tingle, and he knew that it was the spider sensing that reminded him of the danger. He immediately put on a mask and looked around, but there was no other danger except that the ground was shaking more and more strongly. Peter took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down—he couldn't just sit back and watch the villagers die.

Whether it's Peter Parker's kindness or his arrogant heroic sense of duty as Spider-Man, he can't leave them alone. Although these people actually have nothing to do with him.

Just as he was gearing up to fight the upcoming attack, the spider sense suddenly stopped. Peter scratched his head with a puzzled look on his face, and then, the sky that was originally full of darkness became brighter in an instant - a thunderstorm fell.

Boom!

He looked up and found that a golden thunderbolt penetrated the darkness, and it was it that illuminated the dark earth. With the excellent vision after mutation, Peter could vaguely see a figure floating in the sky. He rubbed his eyes, feeling that he was wrong, but...

He is right.

There was a man there, not only that, but the man raised his hand. The golden thunder and lightning gathered and formed in his hands, and the uncountable loud sound resounded through the sky, making the villagers tremble. He saw the figure holding the thunderbolt and threw the thunderbolt out as if he was throwing a javelin.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying scene took place.

The thunder and lightning disappeared into the sky, submerged into the clouds, and lost its sound. The scene of heavy thunder and small rain did not make Peter relax. He widened his eyes, and the spider sensation in his mind exploded like never before. It was almost as if someone had stabbed him in the brain, and the pain made him scream. At the same time, millions of lightning bolts rumbled across the sky.

By the time they all subsided, the sky was completely clean. Peter's uniform was also thoroughly sweaty, and he gasped, realizing that no one else was any better than himself. Most of the villagers knelt on the ground and trembled. Amela was better, but didn't dare to look up at the sky. As for the pure white spider?

It hid in Amela's hair early.

Peter looked at the cloudless sky in amazement, and couldn't help but say a wit: "I should have let Thor see this..."

"Are you on good terms with the son of Odin?" a man's voice interjected, Peter looked up, and the spider sense tingled again.

"Who are you?!" he shouted sharply.

"Calm down, Peter Parker. Your spider sense is just over the top, and I have no ill will towards you." The man said calmly and made a gesture.

Peter suddenly calmed down, the pressure that almost bent his spine disappeared, replaced by an unprecedented calm. He stared at the man's handsome face, and was a little fascinated - why can I see the brilliance of the universe in his eyes?

The man glanced at him in surprise: "Oh, you still have some magical talent.... Yes, but now is not the time to talk about this."

He smiled and stretched out his hand: "He Shenyan, Mage."

Peter shook his hand lightly, still immersed in the beauty, unforgettable: "Well, Peter Parker, but you seem to know me. Do you know me?"

"I know a lot of Peter Parkers." The mysterious mage who called himself He Shenyan smiled, turned to Amela and said, "So, you are the local residents?"

Amela was trembling all over, and the fine scales at the corners of her eyes began to peel off layer by layer, even the skin on her face. This horrific scene made Peter have goose bumps all over his body. However, after this somewhat disgusting process was over, Amyra who appeared in front of them had already put on a young and beautiful face.

She said respectfully, "Yes, my lord."

"There's no need for this... Wait, what are you doing on your knees?" He Shenyan frowned.

Amela lowered her head, knelt on the ground and replied, "Because you saved us, this is to show respect for you."

He Shenyan let out a long, long sigh.

He turned his head and complained to Peter, "Look, I knew it would turn out like this."