Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

【Who is a serious person learning magic in Marvel?】 【】

"Pass?"

"Pot, my lord, pot."

"fruit?"

With an embarrassed and frightened smile, Galesh stretched out his hand and touched his cast iron pot. Pointing to it, he said, "My lord, your pronunciation is a little inaccurate."

Angron nodded towards him, the analysis function of the pattern array was quickly analyzing the language used by the commoner, and pouring it directly into his brain. But in just seven minutes, he was able to understand what the frightened civilian was saying.

At best, it's just an odd pronunciation.

"I'm not a scholar, Garret." Angron sat cross-legged, folded his arms and said slowly. "It's only natural that the pronunciation isn't accurate... Then, let's go on, the name of the abominable alien I killed just now is the tree knight?"

"Yes, yes, my lord."

Callie licked his dry lips, he was already very thirsty, but Callie didn't notice it. The licking of his lips was nothing more than a subconscious action on his part—for now, all his energy was on another matter.

With 12 points of energy, Ka Lie is trying his best to maintain an even speech rate and clear articulation.

"They are also called big tree guards... but no one mentions them anymore. They are mainly called knights, and their number is very small. I have been wandering for more than ten years, and I haven't seen a few big tree knights. They They all rode horses and wore heavy armor...It is said that they all have a very strong blessing of the golden tree."

"Ok."

With a snort of disdain, Angron slowly closed his eyes. The so-called golden tree blessing made him furious, and the reason why he closed his eyes was because he didn't want the anger in his eyes to frighten this poor commoner.

In fact, Angron knew that it was courageous for him to sit here and talk to himself.

"Blessing... Are you expelled from your home because you didn't have blessing?"

"It's not bad, my lord." Kale smiled bitterly.

The sorrow of the little people is like this, no matter how much they resent this matter and the people behind it, they can only laugh it off - otherwise, there is no way to survive.

After getting an affirmative answer, Angron opened his eyes. There was neither sadness nor joy in the dark golden eyes, but Kalie suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

"That's not a blessing, Karie."

A calm voice slowly sounded in the dilapidated church, passing through the broken eaves and broken walls. Faint golden fragments floated from the sky and gathered at the edge of the church to form an indistinct golden human figure, but the people inside seemed not aware of it, still telling his point of view.

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"That is a curse, a curse that turns men into monsters. Your pure flesh and bones will gradually be polluted, and abominations will gradually replace your blood...bodies are possessed, souls are stolen. Blessed ? Ha, what kind of thing will bestow this so-called 'blessing'?"

Angron sneered, "It's just a parasite."

He stood up rumbling, high temperature steam spewed out from the gaps in the armor again, and the bright red cloak behind his back began to dance with the movement. It was as bright red as blood, and traces of blood entangled upwards... Holding the Lightning Ax in hand, Angron held it against his shoulder.

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Curie's neck shook uncontrollably, and so did his head, which looked like an epileptic seizure - looking directly at the Primarch, looking directly at a Primarch who made no secret of his fighting spirit, would bring this kind of as a result of.

In fact,

His sanity had already been slackened, and even his eyes began to blur the lake, but at this moment, a few shattered golden rays of light suddenly dispersed the chaotic scene of the lake.

A heavy iron hand was gently placed on his shoulders, and he was lifted lightly—then, Kalie heard a disdainful ridicule: "I am right in front of your eyes, but you choose to show me to a commoner Shot?"

The ridicule receded, vanished, and turned into furious violence. A shout of anger resounded under the night sky, and the figure made of golden debris was blown away by a punch.

Kalie watched this scene in shock. He didn't understand what the golden figure was, but he could clearly understand one thing.

The giant who called himself Angron was protecting him.

protect me?

Why?

A vagabond nation not respected by anyone, a vagabond nation spurned by everyone... As a member of such a nation, Kaley never felt any 'understanding', 'respect' in his life , or 'friendly' these positive emotions.

Although I have lived so far, I have met a few people who can talk, but they have never done such a thing.

"Listen up, you're not as good as a dog..."

Using the alien language, Angron smiled ferociously, and the blood mist drifted with the evening wind, covering his face. The helmet surged, and scarlet surged in it: "This human being named Kale, a human from a wandering nation, has been protected by me."

"Trying to hurt the people of the empire in front of my eyes, do you know what kind of sin it is?"

Kalie was gently put down, and the tall figure like a mountain in front of him blocked his sight, making him unable to see what happened in front of him.

But he could see Angron swinging the giant axe. The ax entwined with lightning roared in the air, and exploded with astonishing power with the anger of its master—only a loud noise was heard, and the dilapidated ruins of the church completely collapsed. Golden lightning danced wildly in the air.

His donkey fled away very spiritually, but Kalie still stood there trembling, with a dull expression and steady eyes.

—He was taken away by the golden lightning.

It is generally golden in brilliance from the golden tree, but it is completely different. The brilliance of the golden tree has never looked at him, and this lightning... this holy lightning is protecting him.

Before the gravel falling from the top of his head could touch his hair, it was completely turned into ashes by the lightning.

The golden lightning and the golden debris collided with each other, Kaliel couldn't see anything clearly, a black shadow flashed in front of him, he was still standing where he was, but Angron and the thing had already gone away.

The sound of their battle echoed on the hills, and the astonishing power broke out again, but this time, Kalie didn't know why, and didn't feel the slightest fear.

He just stood there.

He sees, he hears—he kneels.

He began to pray.

pray.

Pray to the only one who tried to protect him that he will come back victorious.

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The ax blade collided with the indistinct golden arm, but failed to make an inch of progress. It has only been two minutes since the start of the war, and Angron has realized that the opponent is not an opponent who can be solved in a short while.

That weird golden human figure was much shorter than him, its speed was only fast but not slow, but its body was extremely strong.

The sharpness of the Lightning Ax cannot be resisted by any mortal thing. Angron has hacked many things with it. Even the terminators of the traitors cannot resist its sharpness. If this thing can, then, I am afraid there is only one Explanation.

——The other party is not from the mortal world.

Slightly squinting his eyes, Wenzhen is automatically analyzing the existence form of the golden humanoid. It only needs to be delayed for a while, and Angron can gain the advantage. The improvement brought by the pattern array is not visible to the naked eye, but it is extremely huge, even for a Primarch.

It stores an innumerable amount of knowledge, which can analyze almost any enemy's existence and weakness.

Swinging the ax again, the touch feels extremely solid. The attack failed, and Angron immediately retreated, intending to adopt a dogfighting tactic to deal with this thing. As long as the pattern can analyze its weakness, he will have a way to win.

However, the golden human figure seemed to be conscious, and even spoke, with a hint of warning.

"Outsiders...leave this world. We came to this world first and conquered it. You can find another breeding farm. The universe is very vast, why do you have to be our enemy?"

Breeding...breeding...farm...?

There was a weird rattling sound in the night, like teeth rubbing against each other. The blood mist became thicker, and the high-temperature steam began to become more violent, even turning the ground into boiling magma.

Different from his surging anger, Angron's voice could only be said to be very calm, even soft: "What did you just say?"

"Farm?"

A window popped up on the retina, and the pattern was discovered, but it was not a reminder of the weakness of the golden humanoid. It was about the analysis of the so-called blessings—Angron skipped those long speeches and saw the result. Not far from his guess.

Those human beings who turned into aliens were all corrupted by blessings.

Plus what this alien said...

He exhaled lightly, but the golden figure thought that his actions were for peace talks, so he continued to speak.

"Yes, the farm, as early as thousands of years ago, we observed this world... At that time, it was not what it is now, but we were the first to discover it in the universe, In reason and reason, we should all have it."

"You can't 'own' anything... Alien scum!"

The lord of Nuceria, the lord of the red sands, the primarch of the World-Eating Braves—Angron, who personally executed any slave master on his planet, roared like a ghost at this moment: "Humans belong only to them. Myself! You ignorant alien bastard, I will completely destroy your body!"

His anger even caused the air to boil. The blood mist had completely covered the hills, and even the sky was darkened, and the brilliance of the golden tree could no longer shine here. The golden figure had already realized something was wrong, but it was too late.

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"Do you call yourself ours?! Very good, very good! It seems that you still have a party! This is really a joy to me!"

Speaking of joy, anger emanated from him like a leaping flame, like a storm, like a supernova explosion in the universe.

Huge pressure fell in an instant, and in the darkness formed by the blood mist, only the golden color of the Lightning Ax was so dazzling and resplendent.

——Thousands of thunder erupted, and the power of destruction descended.

The pure rage of a human erupted here, every bone in Angron trembled, and he had rarely used such force. Wielding the Lightning Ax comes at a price, and it's not a weapon to be wielded lightly.

But now, he doesn't care much about that much.

There is only one thing he wants to do.

The golden human figure raised its hand, and its shape was gradually molded by the lightning. It didn't understand that the first comer owns everything. Isn't this a customary rule in the universe? Why does this outsider who also comes from among the stars look so angry? Why on earth is he so angry?

It does not understand, but it does not need to understand. After thinking again and again, the golden humanoid simply lowered its arms. It's just a body temporarily fabricated with blessing power, just give it up if you give it up. As long as this outsider still exists here for a day, it will send a steady stream of chasing soldiers to consume his spirit.

As long as he slack off for a moment, it will immediately take advantage of it. The golden tree covered the entire planet thousands of years ago, and it has this confidence.

It's just... how did this outsider get here? Could it be the handwriting of the Moon Princess who intends to rebel?

Need to explore...

With this in mind, the golden figure asked under the baptism of lightning: "Are you her accomplice?"

Angron didn't answer, but the golden humanoid nodded secretly—as expected, it couldn't help being a little annoyed, and if it knew this, it should have killed her soul directly with blessings.

However, it is too late to say anything now, the Princess of the Moon has already abandoned her original body and the influence of the blessing. It can no longer directly affect her through blessings...not to mention, she and her brothers and sisters are a group of uncontrollable rebels.

"Hmph...forget it...since you insist on being our enemy, then get ready, outsider. You and the Princess of the Moon will die together!"

Making the final proclamation, its form was destroyed by a frenzy of lightning. Just right, Angron let go of the axe, and the pattern was sounding an alarm to him. Excessive use of this ax puts a great load on his body.

——You know, such power is enough to destroy a city. But the golden human figure endured for quite a while, and, judging from what it said, it was obviously not its real body.

Frowning, Angron took a deep breath. The air purified by the breathing grill enters his nasal cavity, then his trachea, and his lungs. The overflowing golden spiritual energy was slowly absorbed by the Lightning Ax standing on the ground, and its surface was still flickering with flickering brilliance, as if it was whispering to him.

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Turning his head to take a look, Angron stretched out his hand again, lifted it up, and put it on his shoulder. The helmet faded away like a tide, revealing that firm face, but there was a little dignity in the eyes.

Things got tricky... Although he had made preparations early on, where would he find the so-called 'divine host body' that the tree man asked for?

Waving his hand to disperse the blood mist, high-temperature steam spewed out from the gaps in the armor again, purifying the blessings left by the golden tree. Turning around, Angron's superhuman vision made him see Kale who was kneeling in the ruins of the church and praying silently.

He walked in silently, silently listening to the other party's words of praying for his safety, and it took a while for him to speak out.

"Wrong...Gallie, you should have said that."

"You should say, May the Emperor protect me."

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