Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

"Remember Fulgrim?"

The expression of the original body of the Ultramarines became very unpredictable at this time, and his throat rolled a few times - as an excellent politician, he is a master of discerning people's hearts, and he could completely hear He Shenyan at this time There was a smile in his voice.

The question is, the other party is obviously loyal. So, why does he use such a tone when talking about a rebellious monster?

"...I remember." Guilliman replied after a moment of silence.

"A week." He Shenyan suddenly threw out a brief noun of time, and then a bombshell. "My ship will arrive in Terra within a week, bringing two original bodies with it. These two people, you They’re all very familiar.”

Guilliman felt a toothache, as if someone was driving under his gums with an electric drill: "If this is a joke, Your Excellency..."

"I'm not kidding you, Robert Guilliman. I wouldn't kid anyone at a time like this."

He Shenyan calmly interrupted what he was about to say: "In urgent matters, I can't explain too much to you. They are loyal - He also knows this. For the specific details, you can wait until we meet. Let’s have a good talk with each other, but that has nothing to do with me. As for now..."

He dropped another bomb: "I'm dying."

In the room, everyone's expressions were different.

Soulless Queen Quan pretended that she heard nothing. She had been keeping her nose and heart in mind as early as the moment He Shenyan appeared, as if she felt something through his spiritual energy.

Guilliman looked as if he was about to freeze.

Frank still had the same calm face, but suddenly clenched his fists. Only Steve raised an eyebrow suspiciously: he didn't believe the mage's lies. In his opinion, He Shenyan probably wanted to observe everyone's reaction. , just to scare them by the way, nothing more.

He had already experienced the bad taste of the mage. As early as when the Avengers were first created, He Shenyan had done many ridiculous things.

Including but not limited to pulling Tony out naked from the pile of mannequins and throwing him to the roof of Stark Tower to hang in the cold wind for half an hour, trying to teach Hulk how to play Spider Solitaire, and once made it so that Hulk would not play as long as he was present. Willing to come out. He and Hawkeye went to the amusement park to play shooting games, and the two of them were on the blacklist of beings in Das Mickey Park.

Also, when Saul went bankrupt for a night in Las Vegas, he was asked to apply for a job at a company that developed electric vehicles to serve as a human charger...

Moreover, Sol really went there and was very successful and even took shares.

Sure enough, he heard the second half of He Shenyan's words: "To be precise, Commander Trajan's body is about to be unable to support it. You must persist for a week - the demons' offensive will become more and more powerful. One can stand apart. You must unite them all, Guilliman."

The office fell into silence, and He Shenyan left after saying this.

Guilliman rubbed his brows and tried to continue the topic: "Frank, do you want to join the ground battlefield? Come here and I will show you the real-time map."

His desk cracked open, revealing the data simulation sand table obtained through remote sensing mapping below - after the so-called high-precision sand table was gone, he could only continue to use the same old methods. The map was blurry, but the approximate number of enemies and enemies on the battlefield was

The distribution is quite clear.

Guilliman pointed to the Shimen Starport not far from the palace, and said word by word: "Just now, all members of my second company were dispatched. They encountered an attack by a Tzeentch demon here, and

Shortly after the First Company of the Imperial Fists left, Cato Sicarius reported to me that the Tzeentch demon was hiding in the body of a Palatine Sentinel Captain, and that the Captain looked...

Conscious.”

"This means a lot of things, Frank. It means that the Astra Militarum inside the palace may have been invaded by Tzeentch daemons long ago, and we are unable to send the Sisters of Silence to join the battlefield. Their evil sorcery is now unstoppable.

Can block it, all defenses collapse from the inside..."

Guilliman meant something, and said very gloomily: "If they use our appearance to attack those truly loyal soldiers, then this incident will most likely be considered a shameful betrayal, which will make the

More people have the opportunity to fish in troubled waters... I believe you haven't forgotten about the Inquisition."

The original body grinded his teeth, and there was unconcealable murderous intent in his voice: "If you really want to join the ground battlefield, Frank, I hope you can go directly to the Inquisition. I need you-"

"——No need." A voice interrupted their conversation, and a vague shadow rose from Guilliman's remote sensing mapping sandbox, holding the body in his hand.

"...Klan?"

Batman nodded silently and threw down the body in his hand: "I'm in the trial court now. You don't have to worry about things here. You can just send someone to collect the body afterwards."

"What did you do?" Guilliman suddenly had an ominous premonition, which even made him temporarily forget about how Batman installed such a communicator in his study.

"Just kill some damn people."

Batman's figure was blurred again for a while, and his voice seemed very distorted: "I will send the specific situation to your personal terminal later... They have done some big things without telling everyone over the years. In addition,

, I personally advise you not to send any Sisters of Silence."

"I have read the information you sent, and based on the potion I found in the trial court..." He raised a tube of orange-yellow liquid to everyone and shook it. "

The nuns might be in agony if they get a little bit of it, and this kind of stuff can even increase my psychic abilities to a certain extent."

"Moreover, it is not just as simple as having an amplifying effect on psykers. There may be a bigger conspiracy behind it. Deal with those demons first, Guilliman, and hand over the Tribunal to me."

"Then, you will be solely responsible for the trial court."

Batman nodded and the image disappeared.

Guilliman was self-righteous. He narrowed his eyes, and unprecedented worries filled his heart - no matter how much he disliked the institution of the Tribunal, he could not deny its importance to the empire. A top-down

An empire full of fanatics and fanatics, the Inquisition is undoubtedly a very important part of it.

Now, if there is a problem in this area, what about other places?

He suddenly thought of the state religion, the killed Baldos II and the sacred relics piled up in his room.

Guilliman ended his speculation - this kind of unfounded suspicion is very dangerous. He pursed his lips and said to Frank: "I need you to carry out beheading tactics, Frank. The portals in the nest are opening little by little.

Eroding the stability of reality, this means that there are more powerful monsters waiting for opportunities behind the door. Moreover, the big demons are like cockroaches, when you see one, there are countless others hiding."

"This matter is very dangerous. How many people do you need?" he asked. Then he received a cold answer.

Frank laughed, and for the first time he laughed so brightly. It was as if a certain wish was finally fulfilled: "Just tell me where they are, and don't let anyone get in the way."

Guilliman looked at him for a while before nodding: "...Okay."

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After hanging up the communication, Batman raised his leg, and then put it down gently - with a soft sound, the injection tube was crushed by his feet, and the orange-yellow liquid was left on the ground, winding past the corpse lying on the ground.

.He conveniently used his spiritual energy to gather a flame and burned the bodies of these people.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have been so cruel. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would have believed that the Inquisition had fallen to this level.

This is Holy Terra, the headquarters of the Inquisition beneath the ice of Antarctica.

'An unbreakable complex', Guilliman commented. At this moment, Batman is standing here.

Batman's figure disappeared from the spot and escaped into the shadows easily. Unless necessary, he generally would not adopt the strategy of appearing directly in front of the enemy to attack. Sowing fear to the enemy was his first choice. And this group of people

Idiots who have fallen so low that they don't even know they are falling don't deserve to see his true face.

He just felt terrible.

The organizational structure of the Inquisition is very special, with many branches. There is neither a formal hierarchy nor centralized leadership. An Inquisitor may join multiple Inquisition branches at the same time, and some Inquisitors refuse to join any branch.

Of course, today's Inquisition has three major branches.

The Order of the Holy Hammer is responsible for destroying the threat of demons and investigating the nature of demons.

The Order of Foreigners is responsible for dealing with external threats faced by the human empire. They are responsible for investigating all alien conspiracies.

Inquisitor Bonavia, who has been working with Frank for a long time, is from this branch of the Rebellion Order. They are responsible for dealing with threats within the empire - they basically take care of everything.

However, in general, any Inquisitor has the right and obligation to check things related to psykers. But this does not explain why there are so many betrayers in the headquarters of the Inquisition.

Still needs to be investigated...

He disappears into the Inquisition headquarters filled with dead men and will cause more carnage until he digs out the information he wants from the city-sized building.

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Withdrawing the mental tentacles that communicated with Guilliman, He Shenyan breathed out a tired breath.

This fatigue does not come from him, but from Trajan. Possessing other people's bodies naturally has to bear a part of the price. In contrast, his use of psychic powers regardless of the cost will also cause Trajan

The body bears the cost.

...Considering what he had done, He Shenyan knew that Trajan was almost dead.

The commander of the Forbidden Army was not ignorant of this, but He Shenyan could sense his indifference to death.

He also knew very well what the commander of the imperial army was thinking, so he said nothing and just folded his hands - Trajan could die generously and even regard it as an honor, but he could not.

"Commander Trajan, let me tell you in advance."

Following his voice, in an instant, the entire image of Terra was poured into Trajan's consciousness through some means: "...I really hate others sacrificing for me."

A golden light suddenly appeared.

Trajan's consciousness fell into confusion. Some fog came from nowhere, covering his eyes, so that he could only see a darkness. In this darkness that made him feel at ease and addicted, the commander of the imperial army slowly

Fell into deep sleep.

He Shenyan stretched out his hand and held up Trajan's body. He had left the other person's body and lost his power. Trajan was rapidly entering death, and he could not roam here for too long in his soul state.

, the threat of subspace cannot be underestimated.

Before he leaves, he has two more things to do.

"the first thing......"

The mage's disembodied voice sounded high in the sky, almost a whisper. There was only one person in Terra who could hear his voice. And that person acquiesced to his actions.

"Trajan Valoris. You should not stop here, your duty is not over yet."

"Therefore, you will be born again."

The disembodied voice stopped for a while, and a gentle wind replaced his hand to support Trajan's body, taking him to the Golden Throne. Borrowing and returning... He Shenyan suddenly thought of this word,

His inappropriate sense of humor made him laugh again.

As for the second thing.

He lowered his head, but his vision rose. In an instant, he 'saw' the entire scenery of Terra. He saw every fighting person, mortal soldiers, Imperial knights, Astartes, and even some courageous civilians - everyone

, from top to bottom, they fought hard all over Terra. From Australia, where there was only a piece of dark metal left in the desert, to the giant hive at the foot of the palace.

Fight for survival, fight for justice, fight for victory... fight for Holy Terra.

At this moment, they all heard a voice.

"I bless you, people of Terra. You will be filled with courage—"

A soldier whose rationality was so greatly impacted by witnessing the demonic formation that he could not move suddenly found that his hands no longer trembled.

"——Your weapons will always be sharp and indestructible."

Lysander, the captain of the First Company of the Imperial Fists, couldn't describe how he felt at this moment. After saying these words, his power sword broke through the breastplate of the Blood Reaper who had been fighting with him for a long time, cutting it into pieces in one go.

Cut in half.

He raised his head and stared at the golden figure in the sky with his brother.

"——No evil thing can harm your soul! I bless you! People of Terra, stand up, abandon your prayers, and put down your useless supplications! There is only one way for you to win!"

A preacher who was kneeling in prayer stood up tremblingly and murmured to himself: "I begged Him for relief, but He taught me to clench my fists..."

"Fight!" He roared. "Fight! Drive out evil!"