Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

"Pass?"

"Pot, sir, pot."

"fruit?"

With an embarrassed and scared smile, Gale shrank his hand and touched his cast iron pot. He pointed at it and said: "Pot... Sir, your pronunciation is a little inaccurate."

Angron nodded towards him. The analysis function of the array was quickly analyzing the language used by the civilian and pouring it directly into his brain. In just seven minutes, he was able to understand this fear.

What are the civilians saying?

At best, the pronunciation is weird.

"I'm not a scholar, Caleb." Angron sat cross-legged, folded his hands and said slowly. "It's natural that the pronunciation is not accurate... Then, go on, I just killed

That abominable alien named Tree Knight?”

"Yes, yes, sir."

Caleb licked his dry lips. He was already very thirsty, but Caleb did not notice this. Licking his lips was just a subconscious action - for now, all his energy was focused on

On another matter.

With a lot of energy, Gale was trying hard to maintain a uniform speaking speed and clear enunciation.

"They are also called Big Tree Guards... but no one mentions them anymore. They are mainly called knights, and their numbers are few. I have been wandering for more than ten years and have not seen many Big Tree Knights. They

They all ride horses and wear heavy armor... It is said that they are all blessed by a very strong golden tree."

"Um."

With a snort of disdain, Angron slowly closed his eyes. The so-called blessing of the golden tree made him furious. The reason why he closed his eyes was because he didn't want the anger in his eyes to frighten this poor civilian.

.

In fact, Angron knew that he was extremely brave just to be able to sit here and talk to him.

"Blessing...were you expelled from your home just because you didn't give blessing?"

"Not bad, sir." Gale smiled bitterly.

This is the tragedy of the little people. No matter how much they resent the incident and the people behind it, they can only laugh it off - otherwise, there is no way to survive.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Angron opened his eyes. There was no sadness or joy in his dark golden eyes, but Caleb suddenly felt a chill on his spine.

"That's not called blessing, Caleb."

A calm voice slowly sounded in the dilapidated church, passing through the broken eaves and broken walls. The golden fragments floated from the sky and gathered at the edge of the church to form an unclear golden human shape, but the people inside seemed to have no trace of anything.

Found that he was still telling his point of view.

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]

"That is a curse, a curse that turns people into monsters. Your pure flesh and bones will gradually be polluted, and abominations will gradually replace your blood... The body will be occupied, and the soul will be stolen. Blessings

?Ha, what kind of thing can bestow this so-called 'blessing'?"

Angron sneered: "It's just a parasite."

He stood up with a rumble, and high-temperature steam erupted from the gaps in his armor again. The bright red cloak behind him began to dance with his movements. It was as red as blood, and traces of blood wrapped around it... He held the lightning ax in his hand,

Angron held it on his shoulder.

Galle's neck was shaking uncontrollably, and so was his head. It looked like an epileptic seizure - looking directly at the original body, looking directly at a original body that did not conceal his fighting intentions, would bring about this kind of

as a result of.

In fact, his mind was already lost, and even the lake began to form in front of his eyes. A few broken golden rays of light suddenly broke up the chaotic scene of the lake at this moment.

A heavy iron hand gently placed on his shoulder and lifted him gently - then, Galle heard a disdainful ridicule: "I am right in front of you, but you choose to show off to a commoner

Take action?"

The ridicule faded, disappeared, and turned into extremely angry violence. A roar rang out under the night sky, and the figure made of golden debris was punched away.

Gale looked at this scene in shock. He didn't understand what the golden human shape was, but he could clearly understand one thing.

The giant who calls himself Angron is protecting him.

protect me?

Why?

A wandering nation that is not respected by anyone, a wandering nation that is spurned by everyone... As a member of such a nation, Gale has never felt any 'understanding' or 'respect' in his life.

, or positive emotions such as 'friendliness'.

Although I have survived till now, I have met a few people who I can talk to, but they have never done anything like this.

"Listen up, you are worse than a dog..."

Using the language of the alien, Angron smiled ferociously, and the blood mist drifted in with the evening wind, covering his face. The helmet surged, scarlet surging in it: "This human being named Galle comes from

The humans of the wandering nation have been protected by me."

"Do you know what a sin it is to try to harm the people of the empire in front of my eyes?"

Galle was gently put down, and the tall figure in front of him blocked his sight, preventing him from seeing what was happening in front of him.

But he could see Angron swinging the giant axe. The axe, wrapped with thunder and lightning, roared in the air, bursting out with astonishing power with the owner's anger - only a loud noise was heard, and it was a ruin.

The church collapsed completely. Golden lightning danced wildly in the air.

His donkey took a puff of smoke and ran away very smartly, but Gale still stood there trembling, with a dull expression and a fixed gaze.

——He was distracted by the golden lightning.

It has a golden brilliance like the golden tree, but it is completely different. The brilliance of the golden tree has never touched him, and this lightning... this sacred lightning is protecting him.

The gravel falling above his head was completely turned into ashes by lightning before it could even touch his hair.

Golden lightning and golden debris collided with each other. Galle couldn't see anything clearly. A black shadow flashed in front of him. He was still standing where he was, but Angron and the thing had already gone away.

The sound of their fighting echoed on the hills, and the astonishing power erupted again, but this time, Galle didn't know why, but he didn't feel the least bit afraid.

He just stood there.

He sees, he listens - he kneels.

He began to pray.

pray.

Praying to the only person trying to protect him that he would come back victorious.

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The ax blade collided with Mohu's unclear golden arm and failed to make any progress. It had only been two minutes since the battle began, and Angron had already realized that the opponent was not an opponent that could be dealt with in a short time.

That weird golden humanoid was much shorter than him, and its speed was only slightly faster, but its body was extremely strong.

The sharpness of the lightning ax cannot be resisted by any mortal thing. Angron has chopped many things with it. Even the traitors' terminators cannot resist its sharpness. If this thing can, then I am afraid there is only one

explain.

——The other party is not from the mortal world.

Squinting his eyes slightly, the pattern array was automatically analyzing the existence form of the golden humanoid. It only needed to wait for a while before Angron could gain the advantage. The improvement brought by the pattern array was not visible to the naked eye, but it was extremely huge.

This is true even for a Primarch.

It stores countless huge amounts of knowledge and can analyze the existence form and weaknesses of almost any enemy.

He swung the ax again, and the response was extremely solid. The attack failed, so Angron immediately retreated and planned to use fighting tactics to deal with this thing. As long as the pattern can analyze its weaknesses, he would have a way to win.

.

However, this golden human figure seemed to be conscious and actually spoke, with a warning tone.

"Outsiders... leave this world. We came here first and have conquered it. You can find another breeding ground. The universe is very vast, why do you have to be our enemy?"

Breeding...breeding...farm...?

Weird gurgling sounds sounded in the night, like teeth rubbing against each other. The blood mist became thicker, and the high-temperature steam began to become more violent, even turning the ground into boiling magma.

Unlike his surging anger, Angron's voice could only be described as very calm, even soft: "What did you just say?"

"A breeding farm?"

A window pops up on the retina, and the pattern array has been discovered, but it is not a reminder of the golden humanoid's weakness. It is an analysis of the so-called blessings - Angron directly skipped those long discussions and saw the results. It was quite different from his guess.

Difference.

Those humans who turned into aliens were all corrupted by blessings.

Plus what this alien said...

He exhaled softly, but the golden humanoid thought that his move was to engage in peace talks, so he continued to speak.

"Yes, breeding farm, we observed this world thousands of years ago... At that time, it was not what it is today, but we were the first to discover it in the universe.

We should all have it, both emotionally and rationally."

"You don't 'own' anything... Alien scum!"

The Lord of Nuceria, the Lord of Red Sand, and the original body of the World-Eating Braves - Angron, who personally executed any slave owner on his planet, was roaring like an evil ghost: "Humanity only belongs to them.

Myself! You ignorant alien bastard, I will completely destroy your body!"

His anger even made the air begin to boil. The blood mist has completely obscured the hills, and even the sky is dark. The light of the golden tree can no longer shine here. The golden humanoid has realized that something is wrong, however,

It's too late.

"Do you call yourself one of us?! Very good, very good! It seems that you still have accomplices! This really makes me happy!"

As he spoke with joy, anger radiated from his body like leaping flames, like a storm, like a supernova explosion in the universe.

Huge pressure came in an instant, and in the darkness composed of blood mist, only the golden color of the lightning ax was so dazzling and bright.

——Thousands of thunders erupted, and the power of destruction came.

Pure rage from a human burst out here, and every bone in Angron's body was shaking. He rarely used such violent power. There is a price to pay for wielding the Lightning Ax, and it is not a weapon that can be used easily.

.

But now, he doesn't care about that much.

There's only one thing he wants to do.

The golden humanoid raised its hand, and its shape gradually morphed in the wash of lightning - it didn't understand that the first comer owns everything. Isn't this an established rule in the universe? Why does this outsider, who also comes from among the stars, look so angry?

?Why on earth was he so angry?

It doesn't understand, but it doesn't need to understand. After thinking about it again and again, the golden humanoid simply lowered its arms. It's just a body temporarily fabricated with the power of blessing. Just abandon it. As long as this outsider still exists here,

It will continuously send chasing troops to consume his spirit.

As long as he is slack for a moment, it will immediately take advantage of it. The golden tree covered the entire planet thousands of years ago, and it has this confidence.

But... how did this outsider get here? Could it be the work of the Moon Princess who intended to rebel?

Need to test it out...

With this thought, the golden humanoid asked in the baptism of lightning: "Are you her accomplice?"

Angron didn't answer, but the golden humanoid nodded secretly - as expected, it couldn't help but be a little angry. If it had known this, it should have directly killed her soul with the blessing.

However, it is too late to say anything now. The Princess of the Moon has given up her original body and the influence of the blessing. It can no longer directly affect her through blessing... What's more, she

She and her siblings were a group of uncontrollable rebels.

"Huh... well... since you insist on being our enemy, then be prepared, outsider. You and the Princess of the Moon will die together!"

After making the final announcement, its form was destroyed by the violent lightning. Without any error, Angron let go of the hand holding the axe, and the pattern was sending an alarm to him. Excessive use of this ax brought serious consequences to his body.

A huge load.

——You know, this kind of power is enough to destroy a city. But the golden human figure withstood it for a long time, and judging from what it said, it was obviously not its true form.

Angron frowned and took a deep breath. The air purified by the breathing grille entered his nasal cavity, then his trachea, and his lungs. The overflowing golden spiritual energy was slowly absorbed by the lightning ax standing on the ground. Its surface

It was still shining with an uncertain light, as if it was whispering to him.

Turning his head and taking a look, Angron reached out his hand again, lifted it up, and put it on his shoulders. The helmet faded away like a tide, revealing that determined face, with a little solemnity in his eyes.

Things got tricky... Even though he had made preparations early in the morning, where would he find the so-called 'divine host' required by the tree man?

Waving his hand to disperse the blood mist, high-temperature steam spurted out from the gaps in the armor again, purifying the remaining blessings of the golden tree. Turning around, Angron's superhuman vision allowed him to see the man kneeling in the ruins of the church.

Caleb praying silently.

He walked in silently, silently listening to the other person's words of prayer for his safety, and only spoke after a while.

"Wrong...Callie, you should say that."

"You should say, May the Emperor protect me."