Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

Starlight is beautiful and romantic. During the thousands of years of the birth of human civilization in Runeterra, it has always deeply affected the heartstrings of the people living on this land.

This is especially true for the inhabitants of Targon—in other places, the protoss might be legends, but here, they are real gods.

It's just that they don't know that these gods are now suffering an unprecedented massacre.

Black tentacles flew out, wrapping around a man's right ankle. He looked at this scene with horror on his face, and his original noble appearance and perfect body were also flawed because of this expression.

He screamed, almost in tears. The sound made those who heard it sad, and his appearance made those who saw him cry—but the tentacles did not waver at all.

It just slowly dragged the man back into the shadows, and even slowed down deliberately so that the man could continue his struggle.

A moment later, there was a chewing sound from the shadows.

"Delicious."

He Shenyan made a comment, but his expression was obviously not very satisfied. He shook his head, walked out of the shadow with his hands behind his back, looked at the crowd of protoss who were facing a big enemy, and showed a polite smile.

"Get out of here!" one of the women glared at him. "You are not a god of this world!"

"I'm not a god..."

The mage grinned at her, and the woman let out a scream. The golden flames started to burn on her body without warning, and in just half a second, she turned into a glazed statue with a terrified face and silent screams.

[To be honest, I have been using reading books recently to follow up, change sources, and read aloud with many timbres, both Android and Apple are fine. 】

"As for whether I belong to this world...what does it have to do with you? A group of parasites without self-knowledge."

The descriptive words he used caused many protoss to show angry eyes, but when the mage's eyes were about to sweep them, these so-called gods lowered their heads in unison.

Seeing this, He Shenyan nodded.

"I'm just here to ask a question."

He chuckled, and pointed to the mess behind him: "I am sincerely sorry for the losses you have suffered. For your compatriots who died unfortunately, I can only say...they are so pitiful. "

"You—no, what exactly do you want to do?"

A protoss in a robe asked tremblingly.

"As I said, there is a question." He Shenyan seemed to respond gently. "A simple question for you."

"Where is Twilight Star Spirit Mai Yinsha?"

A simple sentence made the atmosphere stagnate. The protoss looked at each other, but none of them really dared to answer him. He Shenyan was not in a hurry, but just stood there with a gentle smile, waiting for their answer.

Mai Yinsha is a cunning protoss, she has proved this more than once. He Shenyan sometimes wonders if it was a mistake not to kill her immediately when they first met?

But, in any case, things have happened. Taking advantage of He Shenyan's absence, she secretly created many difficulties for Noxus, and also cunningly erased her traces.

——This matter, judging from the strength she originally displayed, is almost impossible to do.

But she obviously had other ways, some power with higher priority in Runeterra blocked the mage's vision, preventing him from clearly capturing her location. Frankly, it's a nuisance, but not a headache.

The root cause is simple - when He Shenyan appeared, Mai Yinsha had to run away.

It's that simple.

Run or die.

The protoss didn't make him wait too long. After a short silence, one of the protoss said tremblingly, "We don't know where she is, my lord."

"As expected, of course she won't tell you idiots where she's gone."

The mage nodded,

The coat of politeness was torn off by him himself. The huge shadow behind him began to move again.

"While I'm on a different stance than the Twilight Protoss, I must admit that she does have a decent brain - which makes me wonder what she would taste like...but you guys are different You're just a bunch of worms, and she won't tell you that her plan is correct."

"but......"

Shadows surged and floated, covering the light overhead and swallowing the clouds below. Thousands of tentacles burst out from it, and they cold-bloodedly dragged the protoss into it one by one, and began to eat happily.

He Shenyan, who had half of his face covered by shadows, sighed at this moment.

On the one hand, the uneven quality of the protoss annoyed him a bit, just like half of the rice grains in a mouthful of fried rice were always raw.

On the other hand... he found himself getting tired of this feeling more and more.

"You want to play hide and seek? Good..."

Smiling, his figure gradually dissipated in place - some people are natural chess players, good at calculation, happy to plan everything behind the scenes, and their chess skills are very good.

But others are more interested in simple entertainment. Ask them to play chess and they'll smash the board in no time.

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Katerina stroked her dagger with her fingers, feeling the coldness seriously.

She walked quickly through the silent military camp like this—the silent wolves stared at her wordlessly. The closer she got to the big tent in the center of the military camp, the more dignified the atmosphere she could perceive. The skin even felt extremely tingling.

Katerina knew it was her instinct.

As an Assassin, her instincts have been trained to sense danger in all its forms. This is also one of the keys to her survival to this day. However, there is no danger where she is going.

—Perhaps we should put it another way.

The person she was going to meet was danger itself.

The female assassin silently walked into the dark interior of the tent, lowered her head without saying a word, and waited for the order. According to the rules, she was supposed to kneel, but Thion didn't like that.

"Katarina...the only blade master we have today."

A voice sounded in the darkness, with a steel-like coldness and thickness, just listening to it made people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Katerina replied in a low voice: "It's just a name, General."

"Yes or not depends on your performance." Thain said noncommittally. "I have a task for you."

"Caterina du Caucao is willing to obey any order you may order."

"Then step forward, assassin."

There was the sound of steel rubbing against each other in the darkness, and Katerina felt a tingle in her scalp, and her heart began to pound. The assassin's intuition told her that General Thain just stood up.

Suppressing that kind of physical instinct oppression, the female assassin stepped forward and accepted her task.