Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

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What does not dead mean?

The thought swirled and reverberated in Sol's mind for less than a second. Then, the mage sat up from the tactical table in front of him. The speed and magnitude of the action is astonishing. A realistic version of the whole sitting up from a dying sickness.

Sol almost didn't stop.

Don't get me wrong, he wasn't too frightened by this scene.

The reason for the slight gaffe was because He Shenyan felt a terrifying sense of oppression on his body at this time.

That feeling made him almost want to summon Thunder, indescribable. In his opinion, it is almost equivalent to facing the chaotic storm in the universe with the flesh-death is approaching Chichi, the hairs on his arms stand up, the divine power surges in the body, and he almost changed into the battle armor directly.

"......what?"

Sol calling his name uncertainly, the scene was just too eerie. What's more, Thor didn't remember the mages possessing such terrifying power. He looked unremarkable when he didn't move, nothing special at all except handsome.

Facing his call, He Shenyan simply raised his right hand and motioned Sol to stop talking. He touched his closed eyes with his left hand, and then sighed.

"That's right, it's me, Thor. Long time no see, bro. Hope I didn't scare you and your friends... ah, this lady's name is Gamora? I have some impressions of you."

His tone was soft and friendly, but Gamora couldn't help but feel a little bit of fear. The absurd delusion made her instinctively fold her arms and start rubbing her own. Later, she found that the mage communicated with them with his eyes closed.

Sol naturally found this problem too.

"your eyes......?"

"It's okay, just a small side effect."

He Shenyan smiled, raised his hand and brushed it against the air beside him. A gap was opened in the space, he reached in, and took out a black cloth strip with starlight. Immediately afterwards, a red-golden light flashed across his hand, making the starlight on the cloth more intense.

"Do me a favor, Thor." The wizard handed the strip to Thor. "I need you to pour thunder into this, with your greatest power. Like the time you thought Odin was dead."

Sol didn't ask any further, just reached out and took it - it's always been like this, the mage uses his brain, he does it or someone else does it.

They work together flawlessly and never go wrong. But Gamora was taken aback by their actions.

"Wait! Here?!" She hurriedly held Saul's hand. "This is the boat, Sol, you'll cut the boat in half!"

Sol shook his head firmly at her: "No, it won't."

Gamora looked at him in disbelief. "Don't you know how destructive your thunder is? Our ship can't take it! Not even with Nova Legion's reactive shields!"

"No, ma'am."

With his eyes still closed, He Shenyan turned his head to where she was standing with precision and accuracy, with a warm and natural smile on his face. "Saul knows this, of course, but he knows something else better," he said.

"—He definitely won't let this happen."

Sol grinned, and violent thunder flashed in his eyes. The terrifying thunder and lightning that was enough to destroy the surface of the planet began to move in the cab. According to common sense, this ship should have been directly destroyed in the first instant. However, those violent thunderbolts were meekly sucked into the black cloth just one second after they appeared.

"Okay." Sol handed it back, and only then did he ask his own question. "What do you want my Thunder for?"

"This is a long story."

He Shenyan took the cloth to himself and covered his eyes. Begin to explain.

"However, I'll keep it as short as possible. In layman's terms, I need several forces of different natures to alternately disperse the force of death in my eyes. They're a little excited now because I'm back from the dead. Whatever. It could kill anyone and anything I see."

After hearing the words "power of death", Sol's expression that seemed relatively relaxed just now changed. He narrowed his eyes. At this time, he was somewhat similar to Odin. remove face

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Apart from not being so old, it was simply carved out of a mold.

Thor was never stupid—he just didn't need to use his brain most of the time. Brainstorming is a luxury when you can crush most enemies with force.

Sol asked in a deep voice, "Is that 'death'? "

"That's right, it's the death you thought."

He Shenyan smiled at him, jumped off the tactical table, and took care of his black robe: "But in the end, this method is to treat the symptoms rather than the root causes... I'm afraid I have to be blindfolded for a long time. It's been a while."

"I still don't understand..." Thor shook his head. "How did you relate to death? She exists, but no one in our universe has ever successfully summoned her."

"It wasn't me who got into a relationship with her, Sol."

He Shenyan sighed helplessly, put his hand on the bulkhead of the cab, a sudden vibration came, and the humming sound rose from the soles of their feet. In the blue light that suddenly lit up, He Shenyan said, "...she found me."

Looking at Sol's blank eyes, the mage who just added some special fuel to the ship with his magic power smiled - he knew that he had to explain the matter completely, otherwise Sol's curiosity would not be satisfied , he will keep asking.

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Strange shook his head slightly uncomfortably. Not so long ago, their lost magic returned. The process of returning is as confusing as the process of disappearing, and the only thing they have in common is that neither is comfortable.

"Ah, this dizziness...I thought I'd never experience it again since I quit drinking."

Rajiv shook his head complaining, and the performance of the three people in the Sanctuary was pretty much the same. A huge amount of magic returned to their bodies and brains in an instant, and those forgotten knowledge returned, but the human brain is not a computer, and can support a huge amount of data exchange in a short period of time.

"When did you quit drinking?" Wang asked gloomily, holding his head.

"The time when he was pulled into his spiritual world by that evil mage with the arranged fifteen-fold illusion." Rajiv replied, his expression shivering. "...I had a hangover there for thirty-seven years, and I couldn't hold things properly for five days when I woke up. My hands were shaking."

Strange didn't participate in their chat, he was busy communicating to the magic node in the Sanctuary and rearranging the rebellious Great Barrier. At this moment, the alarm in the Sanctuary suddenly sounded.

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