Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

The chain sword slashed the air, and the woman disappeared from the spot. In just a blink of an eye, she appeared behind Loken. Her breath was like blue, and her seemingly weak hands were like some kind of sticky reptiles.

It wrapped around his shoulders. But it tightened slightly, and the Seiko power armor immediately let out an overwhelmed whine.

An unpleasant cold feeling climbed up Loken's back. His facial muscles began to tremble slowly due to excessive anger... At this moment, he heard the sound of that thing again.

"Don't you have any doubts at all?" She leaned into Loken's ear and whispered softly. "Why does he need you at this time? Why did he send you alone to carry out such a dangerous mission? He obviously has better

The candidate..."

The crimson eyepiece captured the woman's figure. Loken pulled out the bolter with his right hand at lightning speed and fired three shots behind him.

The flesh and blood was penetrated, and her blood spilled on the ground, corroding several large pits in the blink of an eye.

The woman let out a delicate moan, and her beautiful face suddenly became strange. Snake-like scales appeared next to her eyes and face, her tongue became slender, and her eyes gradually turned into an ambiguous and chaotic purple.

.

"You know, lone wolf... We are actually the same, and I am not understood by my peers. They all only want temporary enjoyment, and only I——"

She tied Loken tightly with her arms, and her sharp tongue left a wet mark on his helmet: "——Only I will choose to eat you slowly."

The artificial muscles began to operate at maximum output, and Loken's own strength was once again enhanced by an unknown amount. The servo unit of the Seiko power armor began to make manic noises, and Loken himself roared with rage.

He roared and broke free from the woman's restraints, turned around, and slashed at her neck with the chain sword. The single-molecule blade, which should have been indestructible, made a sound when it came into contact with her long and slender neck.

The woman didn't even choose to resist. She still smiled, and her tongue, which was so slender and uncomfortable, was swinging in the air.

"It's too late," she said suddenly. "Your mission is destined to fail, and your name is destined to be buried in the dust. Just like your legion, it will forever be nailed to your history for people to despise."

Astartes didn't listen to her at all. He held the chainsword with both hands and threw the bolt gun on the ground casually. He raised the chainsword slightly to find a better way to exert force. With maximum strength

He tried his best to press the saw teeth on her neck, but she was still not injured.

I can't even hurt her?

This ridiculous idea appeared in his mind, and was buried by Loken in an instant with his own will. He gritted his teeth and raised his hands again, intending to continue trying. But the woman obviously didn't want to play with him anymore.

Her skin began to crack.

Like shards of ceramic, it peeled off little by little and fell to the ground, making a crisp sound. The musky smell, so strong that it seemed to drown people in it, began to fill the air. She finally stopped hiding herself and completely abandoned the human form. From then on.

A disgusting thing emerged from the gap.

It had a crab-like body, but was more slender, with human limbs shaking weakly and bonelessly around the body. A fat woman's head was nailed to its front chest carapace, and there was an old man's head. They were stunned. Staring at the ground with blank eyes, the monster crawled around on the ground with its wet body before raising its head.

Loken looked at it without fear, with nothing but murderous intent in his eyes. This murderous intent could even be conveyed to the demon through his scarlet eyepieces. It raised a hand belonging to a human woman, and its white skin shone. There was even a string of agate stone bracelets on his wrists. The hand moved in a circle casually, making an obscene gesture.

Invincible - Ga'viel Loken knew this very well. He was a trained Astartes, a Luna Wolf. He could deal with daemons, but this was something he couldn't even hurt. It's beyond his capabilities. Unfortunately, he is a stubborn person.

Giving up was never an option. Garvill Loken, the last Luna Wolf, charged towards it - and then, with just one encounter, he was knocked away. Loken didn't even see it clearly. How did he make the move? The world was spinning, and the next moment, he was already in the air, and there was severe pain in his left arm.

He fell to the ground, and the pressure index on the eyepiece rose to an extremely dangerous number. The system kept warning him, and Loken irritably took off his helmet with his remaining right hand. He didn't need this thing to keep reminding him - -Can't he see that his left hand is in the thing's mouth?

It laughed lowly and chewed Loken's arm. The ceramic steel and flesh and blood were easily torn apart like cotton and swallowed. And the woman's voice still echoed in the dark space: "Does it hurt? Honey, it doesn't matter. Soon, you will only feel happiness."

Blood dripped to the ground. Loken shook his head, resisting the dizziness in his mind. He stood up with all his strength and launched another charge. This time it was better. He got closer to it and saw some of its features clearly. action, and then flew back again. Severe pain came from his chest. It was conservatively estimated that he had broken at least four ribs just now.

damn it.

With a cold face and ignoring the pain, Loken got up again. As if he didn't know what pain and fatigue were, he launched a third charge - this time, as if his steely willpower affected reality, the ground actually Started to tremble.

......what's the situation?

Loken stood there in confusion. The damn thing somehow poisoned him, and he was sure of it. Otherwise, his brain would not feel so groggy, and he could not even think smoothly. Despite this, he But I'm still confused about this situation.

Am I hallucinating? Why is this happening?

He slowly opened his eyes - why did I see a blazing golden sun? This sun... is even approaching me?

The next second, a thunderous roar exploded in his ears: "Evil!"

Loken staggered and fell to the ground. He tried his best to prevent himself from falling to his knees. He was panting heavily, and there was a burning pain in his abdomen. His eyes were gradually covered by golden light, and a man wearing blue armor The tall warrior was running towards him. The demon let out a scream of terror that he had never heard before, and the next second, he saw a sword burning with flames.

Forced, Loken looked away. In just one second, his eyes felt a burning sting. If he continued to look, he might go blind. Loken shook his head again, feeling dizzy.

His modified organs had already taken care of it, but the tinnitus still existed.

Amidst the noisy sounds and the friction of the bones in his body, Loken heard the roar of the warrior and the scream of the monster.

After three minutes, he fainted.

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"His bleeding is too violent, my lord. There are toxins all around the wound, and the hemostatic gel will not work!"

"Psychic energy should work. If I use psychic energy to remove the toxins around his wound, will the hemostatic gel work?"

"It's worth a try, my lord."

"very good."

The unconscious Loken heard a few vague words, and he felt someone touching his wound carefully. A sharp pain woke him up from his coma, and he swallowed the instinctive scream caused by the pain.

In his throat, Loken's eyes were filled with darkness, and he could not see the things in front of him clearly.

He just felt that a man was watching him worriedly.

"Who are you?!" He shouted loudly, raising his hands in a defensive posture, and his mind was already in a trance. The sound of the Istvan III, the bombing sound, and the tragic sound came to his ears again.

The screams, the laughter of the traitors. And the ice-cold voice of the man he once considered his father...

"Since you are unwilling to join, Loken, then you will die with them."

"No!" Gavir Loken roared angrily. "No! No!"

Until a warm hand pressed on his shoulder, making him tremble. A convincing voice said to him: "It's okay, soldier, calm down! You need treatment!"

...Treatment, what treatment? Who to treat? Me? The darkness in front of his eyes finally receded, and a worried face looked at him. After looking at him, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you awake yet, soldier?"

"...I, where am I?"

"Middle level of the hive, soldier." The man showed a wry smile. "Can you sit down and let this nun do some treatment for you? Your arm is still bleeding."

Loken lowered his head and saw a nun standing next to him with a hemostatic gel, covered in blood, looking at him angrily. The Luna Wolf opened his mouth apologetically, but did not

Knowing what to say, he had no choice but to sit down.

While receiving treatment, he talked to the man: "Who are you?"

"I'm just a soldier like you, there's nothing to say."

As Loken gradually woke up, he recalled the scenes he saw and heard bit by bit. His eyes widened bit by bit: "-No, sir, I..."

He said in a dry voice: "You, who are you?"

The man looked at him and sighed helplessly. He patted Loken on the shoulder again: "Find me over there after the treatment, and we will discuss these issues again."

He pointed to the exit on the other side.

Loken nodded, and then was patted on the shoulder by the nun. The still angry nun said coldly: "Lie down!"

He did as he was told and saw a swaying lamp hanging from the dim ceiling. But he felt more peaceful than ever before.