Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Their conversation lasted until early in the morning, and Kronos originally wanted to continue asking. But considering that Swain was only a mortal, he left on time at three in the morning. Swain was also able to keep his only remaining

Three hours of sleep.

Of course, whether he can sleep or not is another matter.

Kronos slowly walked out of the Government Office. The new Immortal Fortress was no different from its original appearance in terms of architectural style, but the inside had already undergone earth-shaking changes. A group of soldiers stood on the right side of the road. They were responsible for keeping vigil. They were wearing full uniforms.

Made of stainless steel armor, well-equipped, with lighting everywhere, and crossbowmen on tall buildings standing ready at all times.

This kind of guard strength can already explain some things.

No one saluted him or said hello. This was a military order, and no small talk was allowed while on duty. The most they could do was look at Kronos with respect. The Astartes walked on the immortal road in the early morning.

The fortress seems extremely quiet here. Of course, this is not the norm, but it only started half a month ago.

curfew.

A simple and clear system can prevent many things that should not happen.

The original Immortal Fortress had many gangs with many factions at the lower level, and the black industry chain developed from this had already formed a closed loop. The impact was extremely bad, and what is even more terrible, many people invested in it every year to make a living.

Swain wanted to take care of it, but the gang leaders had already colluded with the nobles and couldn't take care of it at all. Fortunately, after that incident, they were all dead.

This was also the first time Swain felt that disaster was a good thing.

Therefore, there are no so-called gangs in Noxus at present - there is no oppression at all. Neighborhood discord and even disputes are directly reported to the street sheriff, and someone will naturally mediate. If a crime is committed, he will be found and prosecuted immediately.

Corresponding punishments will be imposed and shielding will be impossible.

Moreover, in Noxus, ability is paramount. You can do whatever you are, and everyone can find a suitable job to support themselves. With such conditions, why would you lick blood from the knife edge?

Kronos liked places like this very much.

He has never been to the Five Hundred World of Ultramar, but he has seen a lot from the text records. He naturally knows how rich, equal and advanced it is there.

Compared with Ultramar, most of the Imperial world is like hell. But now, he has seen such a place with his own eyes, and can even make it better with his own efforts, gradually turning the entire world of Runeterra into a hell.

Like this.

It is impossible for him not to care about it, and it is impossible for him to allow anything or anyone to destroy it.

The footsteps of Kronos echoed in the quiet early morning hours. He would go straight through the entire Immortal Fortress until he reached the military camp located in the east corner of the city. There, he would rest briefly for an hour, and then continue to work.

In addition to the daily necessary visits to underground infected facilities to check, he is also responsible for serving as an instructor, specializing in training new recruits. This is why basically every Noxian soldier knows him - it is difficult not to know him. Unless you

My health is too bad to join the army.

He walked for a while and suddenly felt a strong sense of threat. Kronos did not hesitate, his left leg muscles tightened, and the powerful explosive force took him away from the place in an instant.

This intuition did not disappoint him.

An Astartes wearing black power armor walked out of a side alley. There was a power sword and a bolt gun on the armed belt around his waist. But judging from the details of his helmet style and power armor,

Look, Kronos can't tell what model this is.

Regardless of guessing why other Astartes appeared here, he began to capture the opponent's intentions with extreme caution, observing the details of the armor at the same time - he was not wearing armor now, an Astartes without power armor.

It goes without saying that Tat faced an Astartes wearing armor, and what the odds of winning were.

“Response speed is good.”

A cold voice came from the breathing grille, and the familiar sound of composite machinery made Kronos feel a little relieved for no reason.

"The information I received is that there are two Astartes here... Where is your power armor? Don't tell me that you left the maintenance of your power armor to the natives of this planet.

"

"You have too many questions." Cronus stood there, seemingly relaxed, but in fact his whole body was tense. "You should tell me your identity first."

The Astartes was silent for a long time, so long that Kronos even began to plan to strike first. Then, he slowly took off his helmet and announced his identity in Gothic.

: "Cebrus, accept the emperor's order to come to support."

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"You finally recovered."

The emperor smiled and seemed a little happy. He stood outside the gate between the thrones, leaning on the wall, looking at the mage who walked out slowly and said.

"Can't you go do something serious?" He Shenyan rolled his eyes.

"Business?"

"For example, repair the big rift, take care of things on Mars, and then reform Terra's bureaucracy and so on... You have already stood up from your chair, why do I see you every day?

It seems like you’re just shopping?”

The Lord of Humanity's smile did not waver at all: "Except for the Great Rift, which is something I have to deal with, I don't intend to interfere in other matters."

"oh?"

He Shenyan became interested, and he would never miss any opportunity to engage in strange charades: "From what you said, do you plan to leave this matter to your sons? What a good father."

"It's just a new insight." The emperor did not object.

"As long as the fact that I got off the chair spreads among a few people. Although you have broken their belief in me in some clever way, if I continue to 'appear', there is no guarantee that I will not

A similar situation will happen again.”

He shook his head: "I can't afford to believe in God again... Moreover, this method is more convenient for me to carry out my plan."

"What are you going to do?" He Shenyan asked, but immediately regretted it. He shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, don't tell me. I don't want to know, you should handle it yourself. After handling the matters in Runeterra,

I want to give myself a long vacation."

The emperor shrugged: "Luxury words, long vacation... Well, I also want to rest for a while."

He took out a biscuit from nowhere and ate it with emotion. The crumbs of the biscuit fell to the ground. He Shenyan looked at the crumbs on the ground strangely, then turned to look at the crumbs not far away.

The cleaning machine servant was running, and it took a while before he spoke.

"...Give me a piece of it too."

"It has been prepared for you a long time ago." The emperor smiled and took out a piece from nowhere. There was a perfect pattern on the edge. The mage carefully covered it with his hand, and then ate half of it in one bite.

Sweet, but not too sweet.