Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

"Why do you look like that?"

Angron looked at Fulgrim who walked out of the door with disgust. His sudden appearance caused the Lord of Red Sand to sneer: "Look at your appearance, ha, how weak."

Phoenix raised his head and glanced at Angron. Unusually, he didn't say anything, not a single word of rebuttal popped out of his mouth. He just shook his head and left. Angron frowned and shouted behind him, "Where are you going?"

"I gave him a secret mission to find a ship to leave Terra."

A voice answered Angron for Fulgrim, and the Emperor walked out of the door slowly, his hands behind his back, his expression very calm.

Angron clicked his tongue and asked without looking back: "Don't you want to have a heart-to-heart with me? Do you need me to remind you that I'm not the Angron you remember?"

"I have never had such a will," the Emperor said quietly. "Also, I also know very well that you are not him. You are a too perfect future, such Angron does not exist here, and my attitude towards him will only disgust him, not one like you. People who are willing to fight for humanity."

The more Angron listened, the more he felt that something was wrong. The Emperor clearly said what he meant, but it didn't make him feel comfortable at all. On the contrary, it gave him goosebumps all over his body.

The Lord of Red Sand swiftly turned around, and he swung his battle axe as fast as he could. I saw Angron looked at the emperor with vigilant eyes, and almost wrote the words "what the hell are you doing" on his face.

He had some ideas in his mind, but he never expected that he would see a father's eyes full of regret.

The Emperor didn't say anything, he just sighed like an old man who lost his son because of his stubbornness and stupidity, and closed the door instead. The small wooden house disappeared in a burst of golden light. He turned around, as if planning to get out of here.

"Where are you going?" Angron couldn't help asking.

"Do what I should have done long ago—and you too, Angron, do what you want to do. Courage, what a name."

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Guilliman seemed to have come to a new world, and the infirmary in front of him was completely different from what he had imagined. There is neither the smell of incense nor the religious statues everywhere. He didn't even have a doctor. He couldn't see the people in his memory who wore white coats but hung crosses and rosary beads, more like clergy than doctors.

The floors and ceilings here are all silver, even the walls. The material used was an alloy he could not discern.

Guilliman stomped tentatively. The sense of solidity made the primarch narrow his eyes, and he immediately began to wonder if he should ask for some materials to throw to Kaul, who was far away on Mars, to see if he could make something new. However, a mechanical voice above his head uttered something that embarrassed him.

"Please don't try to cause damage to the ground, Mr. Guilliman, the alloy has a self-healing function, but it takes time and energy. The energy allocated to the medical room is not much, and the Vengeance is carrying out multiple operations. The energy demand is high. ,Thank you for your cooperation."

Guilliman coughed and looked at Steve with a narrow smile on his face. He pretended that he couldn't see the expression on his face, and said in a fairly serious tone: "It looks like you are recovering well? Check it out. Has the result come out?"

"It's nothing major, just a little chaotic pollution... It has been removed, and it is still in the observation stage." Steve rubbed his arms and raised his hand to show him how white and tender he was. Skin, face full of bitterness. "I'd rather get burned one more time than have this skin."

Guilliman wanted to laugh, but he held it back. He felt that he still had to take care of his image.

This is the mage's ship after all. He coughed again and asked, "So, the center of the magic circle in your mouth is the voice that was talking to me just now?"

"Yes, you can understand it as something like a machine soul, but it's special."

Steve didn't introduce too much, he just pointed to the blue light that kept buzzing above his head, and then threw the black square into Guilliman's arms: "The center of the circle, take us to a place that can be repaired. A place to test."

"There is a special test site on the bottom deck, is it teleportation?"

"Teleport?"

Guilliman raised an eyebrow, and he asked Steve, "Can we walk there? How long? I want to see the ship."

"Unfortunately, Guilliman." Steve shrugged, which seemed to involve his injury, making him grin for a while. "...hmm, but we'd better teleport there. The Vengeance is about the size of a planet, and a simple walk would take a lot of time."

"The size of a planet?!" Guilliman was shocked.

Nodding his head, Steve told him very firmly: "It's nothing, Guilliman, according to what I know about He, the hand-held quick repair pattern on your hand is probably not a simple thing, I I suggest you prepare yourself mentally."

Guilliman heeded his advice and gave himself a bit of mental construction. They left the infirmary during the teleportation and came to a vast space where there were many collapsed buildings, many of which were giant buildings that were hundreds of meters high even if they lost their upper half. Stacked together, they are almost the size of a city.

In the humming sound, the center of the circle began to introduce: "You just need to face these destroyed buildings and place the hand-held repair pattern on the ground. It will automatically recognize and repair."

Guilliman did as he was told.

The small square began to vibrate on the ground, and soon, a blue magic force was released from it. The cubes unraveled and slowly expanded, followed by a huge pattern that could even wrap the entire collapsed city in. In the next second, something completely incomprehensible happened to Guilliman.

- Those collapsed buildings started to come back quickly, but not 'repair', yes, that's definitely not a repair.

He was almost speechless at the scene in front of him, and Robert Guilliman muttered to himself: "Go back in time...?"

"Exactly, you have recognized the principle of the hand-held repair pattern. A simple time-based spell, it can automatically recognize the appearance of the building before it has been damaged and extract it from the time stream to repair, but it cannot revive any life. Or psionic architecture."

The center of the circle buzzed, and in front of the miraculous scene, he said something that almost made Guilliman fall.

"The first batch of hand-held repair patterns has been completed in the manufacturing room, with a total of 3,200 pieces, you can call them immediately. Each hand-held repair pattern can be used once, it is a one-time product, and it will be destroyed after use. , no need to worry about the risk of leakage. Of course, I don't think anyone can copy the captain's technology."

The mechanical sound of the center of the magic circle became a little scary, and even brought an emotion: "Please note that any attempt to study or disassemble the hand-held repair pattern will lead to unforeseen consequences. Extremely compressed time pattern If it is dismantled violently, the consequences will be very serious. Also, the captain said, if you think this kind of thing is good and worth promoting, please wait until he wakes up and interview him."

"He also left a message, do you want to play it?"

"...Play."

He Shenyan's voice soon sounded in this space: "I actually like to build infrastructure, but I don't have that much time. When I have nothing to do, I have studied a lot of things that should be able to help you... .If you're interested, just ask the center of the circle, it will give you a list, you can choose some things you think are good to promote to the whole empire. As for the rest... just wait for me to wake up talk later."

Steve glanced at Guilliman's expression, and he noticed that this man's eyes were shining.

"Show me that list!"

Guilliman's voice almost overwhelmed the running sound of the pattern, and he shouted urgently: "Quick! Show me!"

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