Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Holy Terra.

The Emperor, who had not returned to the palace for a long time, was currently walking in the corridor that had not yet been rebuilt. No one knew of his arrival.

The scale of the palace is too large, and it is difficult to restore due to its uniqueness and artistry. Not to mention repairing many places, even the traces left by the war have not been removed.

Bullet marks, traces left after gunpowder explosions, fragments of soldiers' armor...all these combined give this place a completely different temperament.

The ruins were almost ruins - the Lord of Mankind was walking among these ruins. There was the roar of an aircraft above his head, and he could tell without raising his head that it was the latest transport ship, loaded with food.

Seed.

It is about to go to a planned planting area in the northwest of Terra, where they will be sown. Terra, which has lost its last piece of soil for an unknown period of time, is finally reborn.

So does the empire.

So does he.

The Emperor raised his head and stared at the scratches left in the sky after the transport ship disappeared - he and the Empire had been saved, but the savior was now in a dilemma.

Spiritual energy gushes out from the void, and golden flames rise and fall, enveloping his body. His eyes turn golden, and in the flames, his body begins to gradually change.

From an ordinary barbarian from the Eurasian continent, he transformed into a tall man wearing exquisite power armor and a laurel wreath on his head. He closed his eyes, and a tree man he had seen before was 'pulled' out of the void by him.

It was still wearing that funny pajamas, but its eyes that should have lit up seemed dull, and it didn't even react when the Emperor pulled it out.

The Lord of Humanity raised his hand and pointed, and a tiny trace of spiritual energy belonging to him shot out from his fingertips. After receiving this spiritual energy, the tree man's lifeless corpse began to regain its vitality.

Within a few seconds, the tree man's body came to life again. His eyes lit up, and a green light full of vitality flowed through them.

"Ah, isn't this my second favorite customer!" It just woke up and waved to the emperor enthusiastically.

"Second favorite?"

"You want to know who my first favorite customer is?"

"I'm a little interested." The emperor nodded. "It's okay if you don't want to say it."

"I'm sorry, customer." A smile appeared on Shuren's face. "This is a business secret. I will never disclose the identity of customers. Privacy is very important. What do you think?"

The emperor did not smile, but nodded calmly: "Let's get down to business. Are you still leading people to cross borders?"

"Of course! This is my most profitable business."

The tree man blinked at the emperor: "...So, what work do you have to give me this time?"

"Same as usual, across borders, alone. But I need to ask you one more thing."

"Please ask - I will charge as appropriate."

The tree man rubbed his hands together expectantly. To be fair, he really liked dealing with people like the emperor - you know, he had a lot of money but few things to do and was quick to settle the bill. Such customers were hard to find even with a lantern.

"How much do you know about deification? I mean belief in ascension to the gods."

"ah!"

The tree man clapped his hands violently and exclaimed: "Then you have found the right person. I have killed not even ten thousand religious gods - wait, did you just say deification?"

"Yes." The emperor nodded expressionlessly.

"Then the situation will be completely different."

The tree man's expression suddenly became serious. It even took out a pair of glasses from somewhere and put them on. It looked extremely funny.

But its tone is anything but funny.

"First of all, before we begin, I have to ask you - do you want to reverse the process of deification, or speed it up?"

"Reversal." The emperor said without hesitation. "And I want it to have no side effects."

The tree man's expression did not relax at all, and remained serious: "Deification is a rare phenomenon. It is different from the phenomenon of ascending to a god or becoming a god naturally. Deification refers to a life receiving the knowledge in a short or long period of time.

To the qualitative change caused by too much belief.”

"Belief is complicated and harmful, especially to us mages - I can give you a thorough explanation. The mages of the White Tower Council are extremely resistant to becoming gods, because it is the same as poison to us.

There’s no difference.”

The tree man pushed up his glasses: "A thousand people who believe in you will have a thousand different ideas. This person may think you are a kind god, but another person may think you are unhuman.

god......"

"All these things are added together, and the fragmented beliefs will enhance the deified person's power while swallowing up his original personality - no, it is more like giving birth to a god from their body that fully conforms to the believers' imagination.

"

"This is the side effect of faith." Shuren said solemnly. "This process can be reversed, but depending on the length of the period, the reversal method is different, and the consequences are also different."

"He is still in his early stages," the emperor replied immediately. "He can still maintain the unity of his will and personality, his strength is not affected, and his faith is not completely exposed."

The tree man nodded: "That's good, the solution is actually very simple."

It took off its glasses and showed its philistine look and attentive smile again: "So, my dear customer, let's talk about remuneration?"

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Angron let go of the hand holding the tree man's arm in disgust, jumped down from the air, and landed on the ground, splashing a pool of smoke and dust.

He didn't like contact with this kind of alien, but for what reason, he could tolerate it.

The tree man was obviously aware of his disgust, but still smiled and didn't care at all. It floated in the air, opened a black portal, and got in, not forgetting to wave goodbye to Angron.

"I wish you good luck, sir! Remember to call me after collecting the materials, I will be there as promised!"

Angron had a gloomy face and waved his hand to indicate that he already knew. Then the tree man got into the portal and left, leaving him alone.

The Emperor had said why he was chosen to carry out this mission. Angron actually didn't care about those reasons, such as the fact that he was the only one who had ever carried out a conscious crossover, etc... In his opinion, he carried out this mission because

As it should be.

The jet-black metal surged like running water, covering his cold face. The ferocious-looking helmet was fully revealed, the scarlet eyepieces surged with blood like a living creature, and high-temperature steam surged from his back.

A large cloak, surging like blood, popped out from behind the shoulder armor.

The Lord of Red Sand stands here.

——He is about to start a killing spree in the name of salvation.