Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Guilliman ran wildly and returned to his office and study. Sure enough, just as Batman said, thousands of different letters for help appeared on the display of the data terminal like snowflakes. Guilliman did not

Look at them. He pulled out one of them, from Maximus Thorne.

He is the current Chapter Master of the Imperial Fists.

Without reading the letter, he directly initiated a communication to Maximus. The screen flickered, and Maximus Thorne, wearing armor and looking anxious, appeared on his screen.

"Lord Guilliman!"

After stopping Maximus who wanted to perform the Aquila salute, Guilliman was extremely glad that the person guarding Terra was the heir of Dorn. He quickly said: "Now is not the time to worry about those etiquettes, Maximus.

Can Phalanx be capable of orbital bombardment?”

"Orbital bombing?! My lord, this is Terra!"

Maximus was horrified, almost scared to death by Guilliman: "Are you serious?!"

Guilliman replied grimly: "That's only a last resort... How many men do you have at your disposal?"

"There are a total of 30,000 Astartes on the Phalanx... Sir?" Maximus answered carefully. He knew that this was not in line with the Astartes Code promulgated by Guilliman, but now

It was no longer time to hide it, he could only explain it truthfully.

Fortunately, Guilliman did not worry about the number of people. He even nodded approvingly: "You have done a good job in keeping secrets."

"Mobilize the orbital defense system, in my name. In addition, from now on, reject all orders and requests from the Inquisition. Reject their communication requests, and remain suspicious of any Inquisitor. Send people quickly to support the Terran ground,

We must never let what happened then happen again!”

Guilliman issued the order in a calm tone, but veins were popping out of his forehead. He was obviously very angry: "I will send two thousand ultramarines to support you. You will have full command of this defense battle of Terra. I believe Dorn

My descendants, you are experts in defensive warfare."

He showed a fleeting and dangerous smile: "There are tens of billions of people on Terra, and the defense force is pitifully small in comparison. But I believe that the people of the empire will never sit still and die. Start taking action, Mark

Sims Thorne, remember, let Dorne be proud of you, and let the Empire be proud of you."

"I will, my lord." Maximus Thorne took a deep breath and hung up the communication.

Guilliman didn't even look at the letter from the Inquisition. He stood up and shouted to the door: "Get Karius! I have a task to give him!"

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Terra…

He Shenyan woke up from his meditation and suddenly opened his eyes. A voice hovered in his mind, carrying deep sorrow.

Ah, Tyra.

The mage calmly raised a hand, and Angron and Fulgrim, who were still in the medical cabin, were teleported over. The two original bodies stared at each other, but before Angron could start his routine,

They laughed at Fulgrim, and then they heard He Shenyan say calmly: "Something happened to Terra."

Fulgrim kicked open the door of the medical cabin and sat up wetly. His chest had almost healed, but the scars had not completely disappeared. As he moved, the long and narrow scar appeared

There was a faint tendency to crack again. He Shenyan glanced at him and threw a healing spiritual light over it.

Although it is not enough for him to fully recover, it will not cause the wound to open.

"Is the situation true? Are you sure it's not Tzeentch's conspiracy?" Angron crossed his chest and began to show his grinning expression again.

"Why do you show such an expression when you are thinking... The situation is certainly true, he said it himself. In addition, he is not very satisfied that you think this is Tzeentch's conspiracy."

He Shenyan sighed: "At this rate, it will take at least a week before we reach Terra."

"He's here?!" Angron straightened his back suddenly.

"Just pretend he doesn't exist... Let's get down to business." He Shenyan waved his hand.

"Is there any way to speed it up?"

Fulgrim gasped and asked. The medical fluid was still accumulated in his throat, but Phoenix didn't care so much. He breathed in fresh air, trying hard to let his lungs adapt to the situation, which had not been able to breathe normally for a long time.

"It's already at the highest speed." He Shenyan shook his head. "Unless we make another subspace voyage, I bet there are more than a dozen Tzeentch demons waiting for us inside."

Fulgrim's brain was obviously much better than Angron's. He quickly found another way and thought of another way: "Is there any way for you to teleport me or this idiot directly to Terra?"

Angron glanced at him but said nothing, deciding to settle the score with him later.

"I'd love to do it, but I can't."

He Shenyan explained: "I have to go to Terra before I can teleport you there."

"What should we do?" Angron said anxiously. "One week, God knows what trouble will happen during this period! That is Terra. Although the world is different, there must be countless evil things suppressed below the palace.

....”

"Although your guess is correct, there is no need to be too pessimistic, Angron."

The mage calmed down instead: "The heirs of Rogal Dorn and Guilliman are both on Terra, and the two flagships Phalanx and Macragge's Glory are floating in the orbit of Terra at this time. What's more, there are still

There are three new Primarchs. Trust them."

Angron put aside for the time being the words that Rogal Dorn and Guilliman were guarding Terra, which sounded very unbelievable to him (in his world, these two people were traitors), he widened his eyes: "

Three new Primarchs?!"

The same was true for Fulgrim. He lay down in the medical bay again in suspense - three new primarchs? The old man has been sitting in that chair for ten thousand years. Is he going crazy or something?

This blasphemous thought was soon met with retribution. He Shenyan glanced at him and suddenly punched Phoenix in the face with his spiritual energy. The force was so strong that Fulgrim's entire upper body fell backwards: "

It was not my initiative, someone requested it."

"...."

Fulgrim rubbed his right cheek and said in a sullen voice: "It's okay, but you have to explain to us what happened to the three new originals."

"I come from other worlds, so I found some helpers from other worlds."

The mage spread his hands: "Is it easy to understand? This is the situation. Now is not the time to tell stories."

"Can you believe it?" Fulgrim knew of course that it was not the right time to tell a story, so he simply asked the most crucial question.

The Phoenix of Chemos looked suspicious at this time.

His suspicion was quite legitimate and well-founded. After all, he had seen too much betrayal and corruption - some of them still seemed unbelievable to him when he thought about it now. How could they have fallen? Then, he thought again

I felt relieved myself.

The corruption of human beings by the Chaos Evil Gods is ubiquitous. Although they are the original body, they are not immune to this. Temptation follows them everywhere. Everyone has desires, and who can really be pure in heart? He himself has fallen.

If so, how can you trust other people you have never met?

Facing his question, He Shenyan smiled.

"You can rest assured of this, Fulgrim." His smile was impeccable. "They are absolutely loyal."

"That's what I thought before I betrayed you. Who knows what kind of conspiracy they will weave? Everything will go according to their will. When the whole world is tempting you, can they really remain loyal?

?" Fulgrim refuted him unceremoniously, even using himself as an example, which made Angron look at him in surprise.

Then, he nodded in agreement: "I am skeptical. I have never met them. I don't know what kind of people they are."

"You can discuss the question of loyalty with each other after meeting. I believe they will give you an answer that satisfies you both. But now, you two must listen to me carefully."

He Shenyan interrupted their discussion. He raised a finger seriously, and a golden flame flashed on it: "I'm going to make a small attempt."

When he said this, he glanced at Angron specifically. The Lord of Red Sand's masseter muscles tensed for a moment - every time He Shenyan made a small attempt, it would bring him a big surprise, no, it was called

Shock is more appropriate.

"What do you want to do this time?" Angron asked.

"Possession."

He Shenyan closed his eyes, put his index fingers together, and put them close to his temples. The traditional performing arts reappeared again, and a heartbreaking creaking sound sounded in the main control room. Angron and Fulgrim looked at it solemnly.

In this scene, although they didn't understand what the mage was doing, they could tell something from his painful expression.

"Listen - I will separate half of my soul and stay on the Revenge. This half of my unconscious soul will continue to process all kinds of information for the Revenge and act as a server. My body will also stay on the Revenge, but also

It's just the body." He explained to Angron and Fulgrim while pulling out half of the soul.

The expressions of both of them were not good-looking, especially Angron. He closed his mouth tightly and his lips trembled. The scene in front of him was beyond his imagination. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and roared: "You

are you crazy?!"

"I've always been like this." The mage answered him calmly. The pain did not affect his steady hand and subsequent spell-casting movements at all.

"Listen to me."

"The most important half of my soul, which carries my personality and memories, will go to Terra via the Star Torch and find someone to possess me. In this way, I can appear directly on the battlefield. In the process, my body and the Vengeance will

, and even some incomprehensible phenomena may appear in the surrounding space, so don’t worry.”

He opened his eyes, his face was pale, but the flames in his eyes were burning brighter than ever: "When the situation is critical, you only need to call my name, and I will come back."