Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

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The king held half a piece of scorpion meat in his hand, and it was delicious.

The crystal clear white tender meat looks delicious. The poor scorpion was running towards the flame giant, and was roasted by the flame giant with flames a few minutes later. The meat on the bottom is grilled, and the meat in the middle is steamed with high temperature steam, one cooking, two flavors.

Wang was eating deliciously, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Rajiv staring into the distance with a sad face. In between chewing, he asked inarticulately, "Why don't you eat it, Rajiv?"

I can eat?

Rajiv's eyes twitched: "We are in another dimension now, Wang, we don't know if this thing that looks like a scorpion is poisonous, although it smells good, why can you eat it so carelessly? it smells so good?"

"As soon as it comes, let it be safe." Wang smiled. "I can't find my way back for a while, can I? It's better to fill your stomach."

"I really envy your optimism."

"Let's eat together—don't tell me, this guy's meat tastes very rich. The char-grilled is like lamb, and the cooked part is like chicken."

Rajiv gave him a strange look, reached out and pulled a small piece of charcoal-grilled meat into his mouth, his eyes lit up, and then he ate like a king.

The two were sitting in the desert, with dead bones scattered all around, the ground was glass formed by high temperature, and the huge scorpion carapace still exuded residual warmth, and around them, it looked like a towering city wall. The two sat between the separated minced meat and feasted.

After eating and drinking enough, they hit the road again.

Walking in the desert has never been easy, not to mention other things, just discerning the direction is enough to make many people drink a pot. Fortunately, they are mages, so they can ignore the things that ordinary people need to be careful about. If it weren't for saving mana, they could even just fly away instead of trotting through the desert using acceleration mode.

As Wang ran, he even thought of joking with Rajiv: "What do you think we're going to change into a Humvee?"

Rajiv's eyes rolled to the sky: "Come on, there is no such spell engraved in the armor. Besides, the car doesn't necessarily have an acceleration mode to come quickly."

This is the truth - the acceleration mode of the armor makes the two of them run as fast as they can even if they trot.

The three suns above their heads are still vicious, but fortunately, the armor has cut off most of the temperature, so they are not so hot and sweaty.

From time to time the king releases his all-seeing eye to observe the distance,

While eating, he observed an oasis. If nothing else, there must be life beside the oasis in the desert. They had to try their luck, and if the local residents could communicate, that would be a good thing.

Half an hour later, they approached the oasis - but it was not the so-called "local residents" who appeared in front of the two of them, but Strange with long hair and a super beard. His clothes were in tatters, and a nearly ragged blanket was wrapped around his waist, making him look like a homeless man.

He looked at the two of them in astonishment, holding a wooden stick in his hand, which seemed to have the functions of both a weapon and a cane. They stared at each other for a few seconds, and Strange nearly burst into tears.

"I've been here for four years! Alone!" he broke down. "Four years! The magic is gone, and I have to learn it myself!"

Wang coughed, turned his face away, and tried not to laugh out loud—Rajiv was far more candid than his cautiousness. The Frenchman burst out laughing after hearing his words.

"You're still laughing?!" Strange looked at him with disbelief. "Do you know how I spent the past four years?!"

"Uh, Strange." Wang reached out and sucked his attention. "Yeah, Rajiv is a jerk, that's true, but let's talk about why you're here."

After soothing the emotional Strange for a while, they could finally have a good conversation with each other. Strange took the two to a small log cabin in the middle of the oasis, which looked dilapidated, and his craftsmanship was obviously not good. However, it is good to have a place to live, and you can't expect too much.

"...I just closed my eyes and came here." Strange said gloomily. "I thought at the time that there was a problem with the supply of mana, so it became like this

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hot. As a result, when I opened my eyes, there were three suns hanging in the sky, surrounded by deserts. "

"It took me half a year to get out of here. For the first week, I could only eat things like bugs in the desert, or eat them raw. If it weren't for my memory, I could learn from the past. If I learned the basic spells once again, I would have died of thirst in the desert."

"It's been a year since I found the oasis... At the beginning I couldn't even sleep peacefully." Strange's face was full of fear. "One night, I slept in a clearing. In the middle of the night, I found a bony hand sticking out of the sand, grabbing my calf and trying to grab me too."

Wang and Rajiv looked at each other and thought of the undead army unanimously.

"In short, I've been here by myself for a long time. The magic power absorbed by meditation is very small. I summon water once every five days, and three days of meditation is enough to perform a substance transformation spell. I only have one pot now!"

Strange reached out and pointed to the corner of the room: "Transformation once every three days, turning wood or sand into edible meat... God, I miss those junk food so much."

What he said was miserable, but Wang couldn't help but want to laugh. Fortunately, his acting skills were good, and with a face, he didn't let Strange see it.

Wang coughed: "So, where is this, do you have any clue?"

"How do I know where this is?!"

He didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it, Strange collapsed again.

"My knowledge is useless at all! Don't tell me where this is, I can't tell what kind of ghosts they are! They don't have the aura of black magic, nor the aura of undead magic, and there is no powerful nearby. Driven by evil things!"

Strange waved his arms excitedly: "I try to figure out how these ghosts crawled out every day, but I can't figure it out! Damn! Damn! Damn!"

He rudely hammered the ground with a wooden stick, and Wang understood that for Strange, who was a little paranoid, the possibility of not being able to know the answer to this question was more frustrating than not being able to go home.

However, none of this is urgent.

Wang reassured him again: "Calm down, Strange. Listen, we must have a way to get back, okay?"

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of Strange's humble house.

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Shuma Goras, you are such a good man.

Looking at her figure disappearing into the void, He Shenyan sighed from the bottom of his heart - who would have thought that he actually won twice in the deal with the beholder?

Shuma Goras will stop those dimensional demons who want to continue to attack. There is no guarantee how much she can stop, but there is no need to say much about the strength of the beholder, especially outside the dimension, she can play better. Second, she also generously gave a part of her power to the mage.

He Shenyan was not worried that Shuma Golas would tear up the contract - for an ancient person like her, the concept of "breaking up the contract" did not exist at all.

Their arrogance does not allow them to do such a thing, even the old bastard Mephisto is at most just playing tricks on the contract, and will never violate the terms of the contract.

The mage, who was in a very happy mood, smiled slightly, and quickly put on a serious face. He sighed and reached out to grab the energy floating in front of him.

The beholder, Shuma Goras, the Lord of Chaos - also known as the Screaming Soul Eater, is a terrifying being who can lick the stars like yogurt. This man rarely deals with mages, and the first thought of most spellcasters when they see him is "Oh, I'm dead".

For no other reason, Shuma Goras can devour magic.

This is also one of the reasons why He Shenyan feels unsure when facing her. She is basically a natural enemy of magic, in fact, she can draw energy from various energy sources. It's not that Shuma Golas can't be killed, but unfortunately, she existed before time existed.

That means it's no use killing her - Shuma Goras can come back from the end of time and do it again.

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Looking at the energy in his hands, the huge amount of energy from the beholder can make him take another step up. But the question is, should we do this?

After thinking about it again and again, he still did not continue to devour. He has eaten enough, and can't chew enough. The more important point is that quantity is not the same as quality. He can't "digest" the energy from the beholder for a while, and even if they exist in the mage's body, they can't give him any substantial help.

He doesn't need extra magic power to cast spells - he's not some white-haired man named Ka.

Throwing the energy into his pocket dimension, He Shenyan flew to the vicinity of the void and carefully observed its edge. The violent power of the beholder came from within, and it was obvious that she had already begun to fight those same ancients.

However, the void itself is still functioning, which means that there is still one lucky person who has passed the beholder's blockade and is about to arrive in his world.

He Shenyan was ready to fight - however, after a third of a second, he stopped the destruction spell that was about to be prepared in astonishment.

It was not a gigantic beast or an ancient evil god that emerged from the void. It wasn't a devil burning with flames, or a shapeless black shadow - what emerged from the void was a woman with a graceful figure in a cloak.

She had silky black hair that was so dark that it seemed to absorb light so mesmerizingly. There was a faint smile on the woman's face, and black lip gloss was applied to her delicate lips. Although she did not appear to be threatening, the mage was more nervous than ever.

"Death..." He spit out these two words solemnly. "Why did you come here?"

"Don't be so rigid, Mage. I've known you for a long time."

Death had a charming smile on his face. She slowly floated in front of the mage, her white and slender arms protruded from under the cloak, and gently made an inviting gesture to He Shenyan: "Do you mind talking to me?"

Said as if I could refuse.

Death smiled and nodded. "Of course you have the right to refuse, Mage. In fact, if you want, I can leave now. The question is, do you want to?"

She looked at He Shenyan expectantly.

After a long silence, He Shenyan finally shook his head at her: "What's the matter with you?"

"Like my creature Shuma Goras, I'm here to make a deal with you—why are you so surprised? It's an open secret that she's my creature."

Death covered his lips and smiled: "After all, I am a symbol of death. And she just happens to bring me a lot of death."

"What do you want to do with me?"

"It's very simple, Mage."

Talking about this, the smile that seemed to never fade on Death's face disappeared, and her beautiful face gradually faded, replaced by a skull. It opened its mouth, its teeth collided, and in the monotonous sound, it spit out the sound of death.

"There are such winged outsiders," said Skull. "You should be very familiar with their appearance and their actions. They stole the image created by an ancient creator for their own genus, made waves in our world, and took away countless souls that belonged to me."

Hatred is like a burning flame, burning in its empty eye sockets.

"Those souls should rest in the realm of death, instead of being thrown into the soul furnace for fuel..." Death said gloomily. "You're a smart man, Mage, you should know what I want you to do."

"Actually, Lady Death. Your creature, Shuma Goras, made the exact same request to me not long ago—"

"—No, not the same."

He Shenyan's words were interrupted by death, and the little-known, one of the true creation gods shook his head: "She is her, I am me. She has her own free will, and she asks you to kill those Angel, because she hates them and I'm different."

Death comes before the mage.

Flesh and blood grew, and in an instant, that beautiful face came back. She looked at He Shenyan solemnly, cupped his face, and said softly, "I asked you to kill them because I want you to restore the dead souls.

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hatred. "

"Angels are making waves in the world with stolen images. They have taken away many souls that were supposed to sleep and deprived them of the chance to find peace after death. I ask you to avenge this, He Shenyan."

"And in return—"

Death gave him a deep kiss.

In an instant, the power belonging to an ancient dark domain began to surge in He Shenyan's veins. He widened his eyes, and the authority belonging to death changed his form of existence at that moment. From this moment on, All the ancients in the multiverse have learned his name.

"—You will be my messenger."

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