Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Helbrecht had to admit that he had never imagined that the man who called himself Steve Rogers in the communication channel was so tall.

——No, it’s not just that. Just staring at him is a challenge for Helbrecht. He feels a strong sense of warmth born from the bone marrow. This man named Steve is just

Just standing there and doing nothing will somehow make people want to get closer.

He didn't say this out loud, otherwise Sicarius would have agreed very much.

This matter had already been discussed by Guilliman on board the Macragge's Glory, and the final conclusion was that Steve's psychic potential was a problem. In other words, he has potential for everyone.

Extremely high affinity.

Helbrecht didn't know about this, so he just felt confused, and at the same time he had some guesses in his mind that he didn't dare to say out loud. Opposite them, Sika was the first to join Steve and others.

Lucius was talking and leading them towards this side.

"This is Supreme Marshal Helbrecht, my lord. He is also the Chapter Master of the Black Templars."

"Nice to meet you, Supreme Marshal, I am Steve Rogers, no rank, a soldier." With a smile, Steve stretched out his right hand.

This action lasted for about four seconds, and Helbrecht just looked at him blankly, wondering why he stretched out his hand.

Sicarius on the other side couldn't stand it anymore. He was not a person who liked to see others make fools of themselves, so he coughed lowly and said in a low voice (but actually everyone could hear his voice): "Supreme Marshal,

Please hold out your right hand."

So Helbrecht did as he was told.

Steve laughed dumbly. He shook hands with Helbrecht casually but forcefully, and explained: "This is... a way of saying hello from my hometown, used to express

Friendly. I'm sorry, Grand Marshal, I forgot you didn't know this method."

".....Is everything okay, Steve, sir?"

Helbrecht's tone was a little hesitant. Obviously, he still didn't know how to call Steve better. At this moment, his eyes were attracted by another person at the end of Steve's team, and that person

The person happened to be looking at him coldly.

How to describe how he feels now?

It was like being naked and being targeted with a bolt gun, or having a power sword that had not yet activated the disintegration stance pressed against the neck - the creepy feeling of not knowing when he would die made the Supreme Marshal extremely embarrassed.

took a step back.

Steve frowned immediately, but it wasn't because of Helbrecht's actions.

He looked back at Frank, who was standing at the end of the line like an old man, and glared at him angrily. Frank responded with an "I didn't do anything" expression, but all he got was a roll of the eyes from Steve.

.

You can scare people like this without doing anything?

"cough."

After coughing lightly, Steve said: "I'm sorry, Supreme Marshal Herbrecht, this friend of mine... has a weird personality and some mental problems. Please forgive me."

"No......"

"What?"

"No, sir." Helbrecht took a deep breath. "You don't have to hide it anymore. I'm not blind or stupid. You have the same size as that sir, and you have such power.

.....”

Before Steve could speak, Sicarius suddenly spoke.

"Be careful, Supreme Marshal." There was a warning in his voice. "Silence is golden."

"It's okay, Sicarius. I don't want to hide my identity all the time. What's more, there's no way to hide the identity of the original body, right?"

Steve smiled again and stretched out his hand, waiting patiently for Helbrecht's response: "Well, let me introduce myself again. I am Steve Rogers, a soldier and a geneticist.

body."

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After the brief and awkward self-introduction was over, the most pressing issue at hand came to us.

Evacuate.

Eleven minutes have passed since boarding the ship and the two groups of people met. The other orcs are not idiots either. They have been bombarding the composite shields of the two ships with artillery fire. Steve's ship can still support it for a long time.

For a while, but not the ship of Sicarius and the Black Templars.

There are still four minutes until the composite shield is breached.

Their original plan was to kill the old captain within fifteen minutes and then evacuate. But Steve's appearance disrupted everything - although Sicarius thought this was a good thing from the bottom of his heart, their ship was afraid that

Really need some help.

The question is, how to help?

After thinking about it, they couldn't come up with a solution. On the one hand, the tight time was on the one hand, but also on their own factors.

Helbrecht and his Black Templars basically didn't care about anything except killing heretics and believing in the Emperor, and they didn't inherit the fine traditions of the Sons of Dorn at all.

Needless to say, there is no need to say more about Sicarius and Lyris, who is hiding away in an invisible position and does not dare to come out to meet Steve.

As for the Crimson Fists... they are indeed very skilled in fortifications and castle construction, but you can't expect them to solve the problem in four minutes, right?

Steve couldn't help but said half-jokingly: "It would be great if He were here."

A voice immediately answered him: I am indeed

Steve raised his eyebrows in a subtle arc.

You're not spying on me all the time, are you?

Don't make me sound like Tony. I have no interest in using the camera to see what you are doing. I just happened to check in on you... Looks like you need help, Steve.

Even psychic communication couldn't cover up the smile in He Shenyan's words. Steve couldn't help but smile too. He nodded towards Sicarius and said, "You don't have to worry about the ship anymore."

"What, sir?" Sicarius was also shocked by this sudden sentence and was a little confused. "I don't understand what you mean...?"

"That's just the literal meaning."

As Steve's words fell, there was a strong jolt on the deck beneath their feet. Some kind of indescribable power began to boil in the air, and then spread to the depths of everyone's bones. Steve's eyes lit up with golden light, and he

The spiritual energy is being passively emitted.

Helbrecht almost screamed when he saw this scene - he had seen a lot of psykers, but who could use golden psionic powers?!

That attitude of hating psykers was immediately thrown out of the window by the High Marshal.

He immediately wanted to speak - but before he had time, a huge tearing feeling started from the soles of their feet and clung to their whole bodies. It was an illusion as if they were being stretched infinitely. The next second, all of them returned to the familiar place.

In the silver corridor.

The smell of blood and gunpowder smoke had not dissipated, but they were already far away from the battlefield. The Black Templars looked at each other blankly, and even Helbrecht could not stay calm. Only one person was still calm.

Cato Sicarius.

The second company commander has seen a lot of really big scenes. After all, he was present during the entire battle to defend Terra, and even fought side by side with heroic spirits from the past. Being teleported didn't make him lose it.

reason.

"Lian Zhen." He called calmly. "Report the specific situation and our current location."

"The composite shield is 87% damaged and has not been attacked again. It is supplying energy to repair itself. The current position of the ship is undetectable, but the orcs' psychic stance is no longer detectable around them. In addition, there are

A communication request comes from another ship that also has a pattern array. Do you want to accept it?"

"take over."

A light blue light curtain was projected, and Steve's face appeared on it. He nodded towards Sicarius: "Is everything okay?"

"We are fine, sir. Is this your handiwork?"

"I can't do such a thing, Sicarius." Steve smiled. "Anyway, just be safe... Supreme Marshal Helbrecht!"

"Ah! What? Did you just call me?"

After recovering from the shock, Helbrecht immediately showed unprecedented respect. He took a step forward, lowered his head to the light curtain and asked.

"Yes, I was calling you just now... I just wanted to tell you that your Emperor's Champion is still in our medical cabin, and the healing has not been completed, so he cannot return to the team immediately."

Steve had an apology on his face.

"I'm sorry about this, but we can meet up later. The emergency teleportation sent us all to our respective ships, and the ships were also towed out. Although we are not far from each other, we are not close either. Contact

In the next three days I want you to keep sailing at a constant speed, and we will sail at full speed so that we can catch up with you."

"Of course there is no problem, sir, we-"

A voice interrupted him just right: "——There is a problem, we still have an orc to kill."

The voice was sweet but also filled with a sense of fear that came from nowhere. Steve raised his eyebrows and saw that an Eldar dressed in cool clothes was huddled behind Sicarius tremblingly. Seeing him, he looked so...

Shrank back.

what's the situation?

Sicarius had an embarrassed smile on his face: "This, this is Lylis Hesperax, our current partner. Please forgive me, my lord, she is not usually like this...

.I don’t know why she is so afraid.”

"You won't be targeted by his psychic energy!" Lylis screamed. "I feel like I have died hundreds of times!"

"Quiet! You shameless Eldar alien!"

Helbrecht was furious and put his hand on the hilt of Sigismund's sword: "How dare you speak to him in such a tone?! If you weren't still useful to us, I would be

I will judge you!"

This time it was Steve's turn to be embarrassed. He raised his hand and scratched his face, and laughed twice to ease the embarrassing situation: "This, Ms. Eldar - I'm sorry, I don't know myself.

The spiritual energy in the body also has this effect."

"I accept your apology." Lylis said dully, completely ignoring the Supreme Marshal who glared at her.

The latter was almost angry to death, and his face was twitching nervously. Seeing this, his flag-bearer Efland and the priest had to rush forward to suppress their Supreme Marshal-if he hadn't held down, he would have rushed forward.

Things will get fun when you fight that alien.

"...Okay, then let's discuss the details of the rendezvous again, but Sicarius, I have a question for you."

The unparalleled Second Company Commander's heart skipped a beat.

"What is your... relationship with this lady?"

Sicarius replied stiffly: "Partner."

"Really? She's hiding behind you."

"Maybe it's because I wear thicker clothes." Sicarius said expressionlessly.

"You actually have a talent for telling bad jokes. It really surprises me, Sicarius. Was it Guilliman who ordered you to cooperate with the Eldar? Ah, I remember... Before I leave

He seems to have indeed mentioned this matter and said that he wanted to cooperate with some Eldar races."

"I don't know how to tell jokes, my lord... Besides, yes, it was the Primarch who asked me to cooperate with her."

"Then things will be easier to handle. Madam, what do you mean when you say you have another orc to kill?"

Under the gaze of everyone, Lyris, who always maintained a fearful posture, told the story in full, without missing a single detail. It was as if she was afraid that Steve would use his psychic powers because she said one less word.

Like killing her.

Steve is not a fool, he can see that this Eldar is scared to death of him - and here's the problem, he doesn't want to be scared, and at the same time he doesn't understand how he suddenly became Frank's type of person

Already.

But he didn't ask, emotional intelligence is very important. This kind of problem can be solved later, but in the current situation...

Through the light curtain, he glanced at Helbrecht, who was still glaring at Lelis with his sword in hand, and decided to talk about business first.

"So, where is the other orc now?"

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A three-meter-tall orc is sleeping.

Yes, some people may find it hard to believe - can orcs sleep? Aren't they a group of beasts that only know how to kill?

In fact... they are not just a group of beasts that only kill, at least not this orc.

It was lying comfortably on the big bed that it had snatched from a planetary governor's palace. The dirty armor had left countless imprints on the sheets that could not be washed away. It seemed very quiet when sleeping, but it would burp from time to time.

It purred, but no orc would disturb it while it slept.

Any orcs who dared to do this were torn to pieces by it's own hands, and Graca became seriously angry.

This orc is named Graka the Face-Reaver, and when he is not sleeping, he is always full of rage, a madman-like fighting maniac - although all orcs are almost like this, Graka is almost the craziest of them all.

.

Its real name is Graca, but the reason why it was given the embarrassing prefix is ​​because of an old incident.

At that time, it was still an unknown orc boy. But one day, this orc boy took the courage to challenge its boss at the time.

According to the operating model of the orc society, it is impossible for its boss to refuse this challenge, otherwise he will lose his status and then his power. You must know that for the orcs, power is everything.

So the orc warlord Kragg accepted Grakka's challenge, and unexpectedly lost in the battle, and was even torn off by Grakka's power claws.

Like the old captain, Graca the Facebreaker can be regarded as a 'famous orc' throughout the galaxy.

It once launched an expedition called red waghhhh to the edge of the sacred galaxy, tore open an Astartes drop pod during the Black Canyon massacre, and killed the warriors inside before they could escape.

The force killed them all.

The chain reaction of this incident was that the company commander of that squad swore revenge on it, but failed. The Obsidian Sword Chapter vowed revenge on their home worlds of Obostilia and Graca

The waghhh army fought for eight days and eight nights, but still failed to win.

Their entire army was wiped out.

Chapter leader Midnias was killed in a duel with Face Ripper and was killed by his own hands. After this battle, Face Ripper's name was directly on the hunting list of the Inquisition - of course, the Inquisition now

It's gone.

All in all, it's not an easy guy to deal with.

Rihanlian woke up from his sleep. It had slept for almost fourteen hours this time. The crooked timer hanging on the wall of its room told it this. Graca grumbled in frustration, stood up, and stood up from the ground.

He took out a small knife from the pile of weapons and threw it directly on the timer.

"Graca hates that he can only sleep for fourteen hours!" it roared. "Graca wants to sleep for eighteen hours! Eighteen! Ah! I'm so angry!"

It roared unreasonably and furiously for a while. After its anger was over, the orc boy standing guard outside the door dared to open the door: "Boss, do you want something to eat?"

Graca glared at him: "Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat all day long! Find me some psychic boys, I just had a dream... um...

.I had a dream.”

It raised its hand thoughtfully and scratched its cheek: "Brother Mao seems to have said something to me..."

The boy on guard roared excitedly, raised the gun in his hand and ran outside - the reason why it and many orcs joined Graca was because they thought it might have been blessed by Brother Gomao!

Its excitement also infected the other orcs, and this kid had no idea of ​​hiding anything. While it ran to find the psychic kid, it blasted Graca like a self-propelled trumpet, thinking that Brother Mao seemed to have said something to it.

There was constant publicity about such things, and soon, the entire ship fell into a violent waghhh stance.

And no orc is aware of this.

Graca is still thinking hard - its brain is too simple, so simple that it can't even remember a sentence. Fortunately, although it can't remember the words, it can remember some pictures. In general, it is a blue

At the sight of the cans blocking them in front of them, an impulse suddenly arose in Graca's heart.

"Boss, boss?" it asked Void in confusion. "Do I want a can to be the boss?"

There was no answer in the void.