Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

The war is over.

Litosis did not feel the excitement after winning, which may have something to do with Galahad's departure. This heroic spirit disappeared as soon as the golden sun rose, and there was no time to say goodbye to him.

But the more reason is that their casualties were too serious. Lucifer's black guards were out of ten. When they met, Litosis was shocked to find that he was actually the one with a higher military rank among the people present.

.His boss died, and his body has not been found yet.

Only twelve of the one hundred superior officers died. Litosis had only seen such heavy casualties on the history recorder in the Black Guard, but never thought that he would be one of the survivors.

He stood outside a white tent filled with wounded people. The medical sisters coming and going made the place filled with other sounds besides the wails of the wounded. Litosis waited patiently.

Not long after, a captain in an automatic wheelchair came out of the tent. One of his eyes was still wrapped in gauze and was bleeding.

At this time, he was constantly avoiding the tentacles of a servitor who came out with him. The servitor persistently wanted to lift his gauze and spray some medical spray, but the captain was very resistant to this.

"I don't need treatment anymore!" he shouted loudly. "Go back, you brainless guy! There are still many people lying inside, and they are the ones you need help! There is nothing serious about me!"

The servitor retracted its tentacles, a beeping sound sounded from its chest, a burst of red light flashed, and the biological machine staggered back. The captain breathed a sigh of relief, and he turned his head and said to Litoshi

Si made a gesture, beckoning him to come to her side.

"Captain."

Litosis nodded to him and wanted to push him behind him, but the captain opened his hand and controlled the joystick on the armrest and walked forward at a speed even faster than Litosis.

The walk should be faster.

The young black guard glanced at the captain's mutilated legs. Both of his legs disappeared from the thigh down. They were wrapped in thick gauze, but there was no blood leaking out. They walked towards the outside of the camp and saw everything in sight.

They are all scenes of ruins. Many Astra Militarum are cleaning up the collapsed buildings, sweating profusely.

"damn it."

The captain cursed vulgarly, stopped where he was, turned his wheelchair in a circle, and came face to face with Litosis. He raised his still trembling hand, barely made an aquila salute, and introduced himself: "Atwood

·Alger, your future commander, how is the situation of our troops?"

Litosis stood upright instinctively, the heel of his right boot collided with his left foot, making a bang, and then returned the favor.

"Sir Litosis Alger, our situation is very bad. The thirty regiments of the Black Guards can only form five complete regiments at present. Fortunately, our mechanized troops and armored regiment equipment have not suffered much loss.

"

"That's the only good fucking news, fuck those rotten-assed devil bastards."

Captain Alger continued a series of vulgar words. He cursed fiercely for several minutes before stopping. In the process, Litosis's eyes were opened - he had never thought that Gothic could still be spoken.

Like Low Gothic, it is so passionate and full of the vitality of the people at the bottom.

Finally, the captain finished cursing. He took a breath and asked again: "Where is our regiment? The command briefing said that I will be in charge of the seventh regiment in the future. How is the situation?"

"The standard establishment is 3,000 people, but currently there are only 1,300 people. Among them, there are 500 wounded soldiers, and you are one of them."

"I'm not the one! I'll find someone to put two iron legs on for me when I get back! Damn it, do those newly appointed Military Affairs Department officials have all Oglin's shit in their heads?!"

He grabbed his hat and threw it on the ground, rolling it back and forth with his wheelchair: "Damn, damn, bastards! A bunch of idiots!"

Litosis took a step forward without leaving a trace, turned his body sideways, and used his body to slightly block the captain's crazy behavior - if he was seen trampling on the military cap at will, he would definitely be severely punished, and the captain did it better than

This is even more excessive. He is not stepping on him with his feet, but crushing him with his wheelchair.

However, he quite agreed with what the captain said about the Ministry of Military Affairs officials. Even if they didn't have Oglin's shit in their heads, they probably wouldn't be much better.

It is no secret that the Ministry of Military Affairs suffered a devastating blow during the war.

Therefore, the Ministry of Government had to pick up the taller ones from among those who did not die during the war and throw in a lot of white ones. These people have no idea what a "post-war temporary establishment" is. This kind of thing is written in

The special situation preparation in the manual was completely ignored by them.

They stubbornly demanded a complete establishment. Litosis understood very well why the captain was so irritable. On the one hand, he lost his legs. On the other hand, he was thrown into the position of regimental commander, so that the regiment could be freely mobilized.

We only have 800 troops, and anyone who replaces him will be scolded.

Finally, the captain ended his venting. He picked up the military cap and stuffed it into his uniform, revealing his bald head and the top of his head that had been burned and left horrific scars. He patted his face to calm himself down.

He came down and motioned for Litosis to take him to the headquarters of the 7th Regiment.

——Actually, what happened to the 7th Lucifer Black Guards was just a small microcosm. The battle to defend Holy Terra was victorious, but after the war there would always be a lot of mess left to clean up. During the war

, they received a lot of help, the emperor appeared, and the heroic spirits were resurrected, but they still had to die.

There can be no casualties.

If too many people die, it will lead to the current situation - insufficient manpower, and a large number of newcomers rushing to the shelves will not only fail to alleviate the situation, but will make it worse. However, only a few people have noticed it so far.

Some people were indifferent to this matter, while others began to look for solutions.

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But all this has nothing to do with Lictor.

The former Imperial Guard Shield Captain hardly showed up during the war, or in other words, he did not show up as an Imperial Guard. After accepting a secret mission, he has been wandering on Terra to this day. Pure black streamlined shape

Armor is different from power armor, providing him with another fighting experience.

Hidden, attack, control the enemy, kill with one hit.

Lictor had to admit one thing, this armor was much easier to use than his power armor. At least his power armor couldn't allow him to wander among demons so easily. Even the big demon couldn't detect him.

traces.

Such terrifying stealth performance made Lictor worried about whether the energy would be consumed too quickly in the first few hours of the mission, until the small magic circle built into the armor told him empathetically that the built-in energy could still be used for a long time.

.So, he quickly devoted himself wholeheartedly to the task.

For now, he's looking for someone.

He climbed over the ruins nimbly without making any sound. The dark leg armor showed a burst of black magic, eliminating all sounds and even dust. In fact, if his scan had not shown that there was no one nearby, Liktor would have

Will choose to enable the armor's stealth mode.

He likes to save energy even though it's not necessary.

After another burst of running, he crossed the ruins, ran over the broken walls, and ran past the corpses among them. Thick smoke rose not far away, and the analysis function of the visor easily told him what it was. It was produced after burning corpses.

Thick smoke.

In Terra, owning a cemetery is the privilege of nobles and heroes.

"Report the target position." He thought silently in his mind. "How far am I from the target?"

The built-in center quickly informed him that it was less than 1,500 meters, and based on his enhanced speed at this time, it was only a matter of twenty seconds. Likto clenched his right fist, and the dark armor quickly

Then it disappeared in a blur.

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Liktor's mission target is doing something very special.

He moved half of the wall with his bare hands, and two dust-covered Astra Militarum soldiers immediately stepped forward and dragged a man out from underneath. One of his legs was pinned underneath, and he was bleeding profusely, but he was still calm.

.The man was not like this. He came to help clean up the ruins, but due to bad luck, he was crushed under the wall that collapsed twice.

"Take him to a doctor."

A rough voice sounded above their heads. The giant glanced at the man's right leg with his gray eyes, and then said: "Don't worry, you won't have any big problems. It didn't press your joints, just a little flesh."

hurt."

He let go of his hand and pressed the wall down. Gavir Loken watched them go away in silence. He glanced sideways at the huge smoke column rising not far away and frowned.

Loken walked forward, his left hand was glowing slightly. This new left hand brought a new experience that was completely different from that of flesh and blood. For now, he didn't have many opportunities to experience it, but he could also learn from it.

He can feel some of the enhanced strength. The work of clearing the ruins has been going on for a long time, not only him, but other civilians are also doing it.

This is a common task for all Terran people. In fact, this arduous task cannot be completed by a single department alone. Needless to say, it is a dangerous area, with the Astartes and the Astra Militarum in front, and the civilians

They are only responsible for cleaning up those areas that have been confirmed to be non-hazardous.

What they have to do is very simple, clear the road, collect the bodies, and report any exposed cables or suspicious objects immediately. Loken is the person they are responsible for reporting, and he has a new mission in this area.

.

Loken's patience allowed him to fulfill this responsibility - although the Ultramarines who assigned him tasks were still wary of him after learning his identity, that was no longer within Loken's consideration.

What he needs now is very simple, and other people's opinions are not included in it.

Not long after he left, a voice suddenly sounded from behind him, with a mechanical sound that was inhumane. At that moment, Loken's hair stood up - who could speak to him without any awareness?

Touch him behind the scenes?

The voice said this: "Gaviel Loken, Captain of the Tenth Company of the Luna Wolves, you have been conscripted."

Loken slowly turned around, still alert. What appeared in front of him was a man whose whole body was wrapped in black armor. His gender and identity could not be discerned.

The beautiful streamlined armor made Loken instinctively squint his eyes. This style was completely different from the power armor he was familiar with, but it also had another kind of beauty. He keenly captured the black waves that were slowly spreading around the armor.

.

what is that?

He was careful not to clarify the matter, but simply asked: "Who are you?"

"My identity doesn't matter."

There was still no emotion in the voice of the man in black armor, which was surprisingly cold. Loken couldn't help but wonder: Is he a human? Or is he some kind of mechanical creation?

"Put away your guesses, they are too obvious on your face. Gavier Loken, you have been recruited, and you are about to shoulder an honorable mission."

"I only accept orders from the Lord of Humanity. I am by no means a hidden person who doesn't even dare to show his face."

The man in black armor was indifferent to his deliberate insult, and his tone did not even change: "What you have accepted is exactly his order, Gaviel Loken, put aside your useless and suspicious suspicion. I hope you will not insult the Luna Wolf.

name."

These words immediately made Loken's blood surge, and anger began to surge in his heart, but unexpectedly made him feel a lot more comfortable. He strode forward and came to the man in black armor, his hands already pressed

On the sword at the waist.

The man in black armor lowered his head and stared at his hand. His voice changed slightly for the first time, but he couldn't tell whether it was good or bad: "What?"

"Take back what you said."

"Then accept this mission, otherwise I won't take it back."

"You're trying to piss me off."

"Exactly, what do you want? Have a fight with me?"

The man in black armor stretched out his hand and gently pushed Loken back. His faceplate melted rapidly, revealing the cold face that was inhumane at all. Every edge and corner had a familiarity to Loken.

of hatred.

He immediately understood the identity of this man - the Imperial Guard.

Only they can have such rare humanity.

"If you feel insulted, you can file a lawsuit against me afterwards, or you can fight with me directly. But you must come with me first, and you must accept a mission."

They looked at each other for a while, and then Loken reluctantly nodded: "You have to at least tell me your name."

"The name doesn't matter. If you need a code name, you can call me Lictor."

Lictor?

The knowledge in the mind of the last Luna Wolf immediately made him understand the meaning behind this so-called title. He narrowed his eyes and asked again: "Are you a Shield Guard Captain?"

Lictor's expression changed for the first time, and Loken noticed that the lines on his face had become harder. It was obvious that he was gritting his teeth. This discovery made him feel a little happy.

"...I used to be." He admitted happily. "I used to be a shield captain."

"Then you should have a long list of honorable names."

"I'm no longer worthy of using them." Liktor said coldly. "I failed in a mission... This is not something you should know. Don't push yourself too far, Luna Wolf. Come with me,

Someone wants to see you."

"How do we get there?"

"That's not what you should be concerned about. Be prepared."

Loken saw him raise his right hand and tap his arm armor twice.

A burst of blue light flashed, and the two people disappeared on the spot. Only the light blue magic power that was still slowly overflowing was left behind. They quickly lost their traces, and the place fell into complete calm.

When he opened his eyes again, Loken had already arrived in a room. The main body here was silver and surprisingly clean. A chair with its back to them was placed in front of them, and a man sat on it. A kind of

The unusual feeling made his left hand begin to feel more peaceful than ever before. He frowned, not understanding what was going on.

Lictor was still standing next to him, but his expression became more solemn. Noticing this, Loken's heart began to beat rapidly.

...Is it possible?

"My lord, people have been brought here."

"Thank you, Lictor. Your new name is too simple. Have you ever considered taking back your old name?"

"No need, my lord. The loser deserves to be punished."

After bowing respectfully, Lictor turned around and left without any hesitation. Loken stood stiffly on the spot, and even his breathing became cautious.

The chair turned around, and sitting on it was an ordinary middle-aged man with short black hair, black eyes, and even a smile on his face.

"Hello, Gavier Loken." He nodded to Loken. "I hope Lictor didn't make it too difficult for you. I know how unkind his character is."

With a bang, Loken knelt down on one knee, lowered his head, and said with trembling in his voice: "Emperor..."

"There's no need to kneel down, Lorcan."

The emperor's voice was still calm, but with a little helplessness. An unknown force helped Loken up. He still lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the face of the Lord of Mankind.

"Look up at me, Loken," the Emperor said gently, and Loken did so. He looked up and froze.

The face he saw...

"What do you see?"

A misty voice reached his ears, and Loken murmured: "blame yourself, feel guilty."

"That's right. That's exactly what it is."

He smiled and shook his head: "You can see clearly, this is how I feel. Emotions always drive us, and so do I. But I will not sink into it, because there are still many human beings suffering."

The silver wall behind him disappeared, replaced by a dark sea of ​​stars. Loken looked at the dark Milky Way and remained silent.

"I know my mission, what about you? Garvill Loken?"

The Emperor asked calmly: "Your self-exile lasted for ten thousand years. You refused to serve as a Gray Knight and refused to continue to serve. Just because you thought you were unworthy - but you are not guilty, Gavir.

Loken.”

"Now, I have a new mission to give you, are you willing?"