Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Before today, the Weepers never thought that they would be treated with such courtesy, let alone that they could attend a dinner party.

The decoration style of this banquet hall is bright and elegant. There are no gaps between the walls, the floor and the ceiling. There are not many artificial traces. It seems to be formed in one piece, but the overall design is extremely beautiful.

Before stepping on the brown wooden floor, Fubo was worried that it would be damaged, but the seemingly thin floor could fully bear their weight. The walls were an elegant gray, with no decorations or decorations on them.

A thick tapestry or an exquisite oil painting.

A pale golden chandelier hangs from the ceiling. The source of the light is not candles or electricity, but some soft-looking pale light spots. The room is filled with this soft light. While maintaining the illumination, it will not make people feel uncomfortable.

I feel eye discomfort.

There was a long table in the center of the banquet hall. It was thick brown and black, and it was already piled with various dishes. The mourners couldn't tell what the dishes were, and they couldn't even name them.

With a smile, Guilliman waved his hand: "Please take a seat."

As he finished speaking, blue light spots poured out from the gaps in his fingers, turning into chairs one after another, and were placed beside the long table. With a proud smile, he pulled out the second chair.

I sat down, but not in the main seat.

Fubo almost stopped breathing when he found out.

Even if he knew nothing about banquets, he knew to some extent that the main seat was reserved for the most distinguished or eldest person. Among the people present, I am afraid that only His Highness Robert Guilliman met this condition. If he

If you don’t sit, then, who will sit in this position?

Guilliman, who was looking at a roasted whole lamb, did not raise his head at all, but he seemed to notice Fubo's eyes. He asked: "What are you thinking about, Chapter Master Fubo?"

"...It's nothing, Your Highness." After much thought, Fubo decided to express his doubts. "I was just thinking, if you don't take the main seat, who else can sit?"

"I will take it, Chapter Commander Fubo. After all, this is my ship."

A voice came from the door of the banquet hall. Fubo was startled at first, and then his expression became more excited than ever before - he still remembered this voice, how could he not remember it?

At the same time, the Battle Flag of Tears hung on the wall behind the long table also began to glow slowly.

A man who could only be regarded as weak compared to the Astartes walked in, wearing a simple black robe. He was very thin and his face was very pale. However, the moment he looked into his eyes, Fubo began to find it difficult to

Trembling uncontrollably.

"You -" he spoke with a strong nasal voice and raised his neck at the same time. "-is that you?"

"I am not the person you imagined, Fu Bo. Like you, I am also a living human being... Let me introduce myself. I am He Shenyan, a mage and the captain of the Revenge.

"

With a smile, he nodded to the mourners, and then went straight to the main seat and sat down. Everyone found that Guilliman had no objection at all, and even smiled smugly.

"How is the chair, teacher?" he asked. "Am I doing well?"

teacher?!

The mourners began to brainstorm at this moment - of course, it was impossible for them to guess the truth of the matter. However, everyone has the right to think, and He Shenyan had no intention of depriving him of this.

This is not a banquet of the state religion. He does not intend to preach that thinking is original sin and thinking will lead to depravity.

"It's okay. It seems that you are gradually on the road. The material transformation is going well. The next step is active substances. You have to try to transform objects such as magic, soil or sand into flesh and blood. It doesn't necessarily have to be

It is life, but it must have flesh and blood.”

He Shenyan pointed to the roasted whole lamb and said: "For example, this roasted whole lamb - ah, this is your homework, Robert. I want to see the results within a week, you have to convert your magic power into fresh lamb

legs, and then we’ll discuss the next course.”

Guilliman listened attentively, and at the same time he began to make gestures with the roasted whole lamb. He seemed a little unable to hold back, and he seemed to want to get started now.

Then, a displeased voice came from the door: "My brother, take your hands off that sheep - this is a Chogolis specialty."

brother?!

The mourners all turned their heads away again. At this moment, they all held their breath.

Coming from the distant past, emerging from paintings and narratives - the Great Khan of the White Scars, Chagatai Khan walked in from the gate stroking his long beard.

He was also not wearing armor, but was wearing simple light clothing. Noticing the gazes of the mourners, he showed an imperceptible smile, nodded to them one by one, and then sat down.

He sits third to the right of the main seat.

Raising his eyebrows, Guilliman was obviously a little surprised by Jaghatai's arrival.

But he didn't say anything more. Instead, he showed a happy smile: "Okay, okay, I apologize. But since this is a Chagoris specialty, aren't you going to introduce it to us?"

"It's delicious."

"......that's all?"

"What else do you want me to say?"

Khan spread his hands and raised the corners of his mouth: "I am not a gourmet, and I can't say those words about food appreciation. Chogoris people are very pragmatic. My brother, the highest evaluation of a dish is that it is delicious. This is also

That’s enough, isn’t it?”

"Indeed." He Shenyan nodded. "Then, since everyone is here... let's get started."

He clapped his hands, and light emerged from the void. A tall glass that fit their size appeared in front of everyone, and the wine-red liquid was slowly swaying in it, exuding a strong aroma of wine.

He Shenyan was the first to pick up the cup and raise it high with a smile on his face: "This is to celebrate your return, the weepers - I salute you."

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The banquet was very good, actually, quite good.

The food was so delicious that the weepers were restrained at first, but eventually they lost sight of basic etiquette.

Delicious food is the fastest way to make people feel satisfied, and it will not be noticed by Slaanesh - not to mention whether she dares to come here, just eating is not a standard for being noticed by Slaanesh.

She is very picky.

However, they did not know that this banquet was just a foreplay, and the real highlight was later, in the conversation after the banquet.

With a clear snap of fingers, the tabletop was completely cleaned. He Shenyan leaned on the back of the chair and slowly put down his hand.

"The Lamenters Chapter."

He spoke slowly: "I don't want to make my words too official, and I don't want officials from the Ministry of Military Affairs to announce this news to you. They are tired enough. Thirteen officials have almost died suddenly this month...

...So, I’ll just do it myself.”

"Your Atonement Crusade has officially ended. The facts previously announced by the Inquisition will be overturned, and the news of your innocence will be delivered to any world controlled by the Empire. I feel very sorry and sad for the huge losses you have suffered.

.....”

At this point, he sighed. Skipping this matter, the dead have passed away, and mentioning them again will only make the living uncomfortable.

"First of all, you need to get replacements. This is for sure and there is no need to question it."

He raised his right hand, and a light curtain appeared, with seven conscription worlds appearing on it. Fubo's eyes immediately straightened - he couldn't hide it no matter how much he wanted to, no chapter leader could be indifferent to such a scene

.

"These seven worlds came from Guilliman's careful selection. He did a great job. The specific conditions of these worlds are listed above. You can choose one of them as a fixed recruitment location, or even make it your home world."

The wailers' breathing became a little heavier, but He Shenyan continued.

"Then came the reconstructive surgery."

"I noticed that you are missing a pharmacist. It just so happens that the Empire has made a new breakthrough in Astartes transformation surgery. The mortality rate of the original surgery was too high, and we plan to adopt a new method to complete this dangerous operation.

A composite surgical procedure. This new method has been tested many times and has a success rate of 97 percent."

Ninety-seven percent?

Khan, who was savoring the taste of roasted whole lamb, was startled by this number. He almost pulled down some of his beard. Astartes' transformation surgery is known for its high failure rate. This nine percent

The success rate of seventeen...is it magic?

Guilliman was indifferent - of course he was indifferent. He had been shocked once before, so naturally he would not lose his temper a second time.

"Now that we have settled the matter of recruiting troops, let's talk about the flagship and various weapons and equipment. Please follow me."

He stood up and walked out of the banquet hall at the lead, followed closely by Guilliman and Khan. The weepers followed them eagerly, and the battle flags shone with tiny golden light on the wall, as if they were some kind of proof of hope.

.

The intra-ship teleportation started without warning, and in just a blink of an eye, they appeared in a huge dock. Unlike the teleportation on Terra Space Station that would make people dizzy for a while, the intra-ship teleportation was gentler.

, no one felt any discomfort, it was as natural as breathing.

They are now standing on a high platform.

Fubo looked down, and what appeared in front of him was a huge ship.

It is almost three times the size of the Mother of Tears. This ship captured the hearts of the Lamenters almost instantly when they first met. They are descendants of the Blood Angels and are born with a love of art - this ship's

In every aspect, it is very consistent with the standards of art.

The rough and powerful lines, silver and black colors look very chilling, and the huge and ferocious collision angle at the front end gives it an indescribable murderous aura. What is even more eye-catching are the countless densely packed gun holes.

Guilliman looked at the ship with admiration. In terms of his personal aesthetics, he liked this kind of ship more than a bulky space monastery. Besides...he couldn't refuse so many naval guns.

He was already imagining what a volley of them would look like.

Khan looked even further. His gaze fell on the top of the ship, where there was a long protrusion. It snaked vertically and horizontally, starting from the middle of the ship and ending not far from the bow.

Traces. Like a hidden swimming dragon.

He squinted his eyes and asked, but in a positive tone: "This is a giant cannon...Am I right?"

"Yes, Khan, you are right."

He Shenyan pointed at the mark with a smile. The surface of the ship's hull spontaneously cracked, and a huge barrel like a winding mountain rose from the inside. There was no preheating, and it just rose, making everyone reveal their tacit understanding.

smile.

"Type X-1, I call it the Destroyer... With the blessing of countless energy-gathering arrays inside, it can break a planet in half with one shot. Although it takes a while to warm up,

Considering its power and range, this warm-up time is completely negligible."

"This kind of ship will be promoted to the entire empire in the near future. I named it the 'Behemoth Class'. As you can see, its size is only about the same size as the flagship of the Glory Queen Class. But don't think that it moves.

It’s very slow…”

With a mysterious smile, He Shenyan gave up and talked about other things directly: "There are eight built-in magic core furnaces. Even if only two of them can operate, the basic protection of the hull can be guaranteed. Composite magic shield

, powerful deflection array, kinetic energy capture... If you plan to launch a collision tactic against a certain ship, you can just run it over."

"As long as you are not directly hit by a cyclone torpedo, the shield can support you until you crash the enemy's ship in half and then crush it into ruins... In addition, it does not require the maintenance of servitors or stars.

Whisperer or navigator. The core of the array will control everything for you. If you need anything, just speak to it."

He spoke very carefully and patiently, but the weepers couldn't understand those terms at all. What is a gathering magic circle? What is a magic core furnace? What is a composite magic shield...

?

They do know about the pattern formation, but they only know it clearly - is this thing really so powerful?

Seeing that they were stunned for a while, He Shenyan stopped talking in time. He just smiled and said: "There are more, I'll leave them to you to experience, and it can be regarded as a little surprise."

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers again. The scene changed, and Mano was the first to discover where this place was. The technical sergeant immediately became excited, and his eyes almost lit up.

"Ah, it seems you have noticed it, Technical Sergeant. Yes, this is a foundry workshop - please allow me to introduce to you the latest scientific research results of the empire."

The ground opened, and as the cold air overflowed, a piece of power armor slowly rose.

It had not been painted yet, and its surface showed a simple silver-grey color. Looking left and right, Emmanuel discovered that the most familiar part of the armor was the two iconic huge shoulder pads. In other places, he

I can't understand it at all, and it doesn't even have a helmet.

There is no jetpack on the back, and the overall lines are smoother than the mk7. The overall look is sharp and chilling, and no artificial muscle fibers are exposed - which means that it is probably not worn separately.

"I call it the Land-Traveling Titan."

He Shenyan smiled, came to the armor, raised his hand and knocked on the breastplate. The iron-gray sky eagle made a thick sound.

"The main material is made of active metal, and its strength is about twice that of fine gold. The overall strength is uniform, there will be no 'weaknesses', and it will not affect your agility. It has a built-in heavy magic furnace, which can also be linked through the black carapace.

There is a complete life support system.”

"The life support system can automatically inject analgesics, stimulants or antidotes according to the severity of the injury when the wearer is injured. These drugs have no side effects, and their nature is fundamentally different from chemical drugs."

"The cycle of life provides nutrition to the wearer by capturing the magic light in the air. During wartime, eating can be completely avoided. At the same time, it can also ensure that malnutrition is avoided."

"You may have noticed that there is no power backpack on the back of it. The power furnace is built-in, it does not require external batteries, and it also has a solar energy supply system. Of course, you can also plunder the lives of enemies by killing them

Essence to recharge the armor."

He Shenyan rotated his fingers, and the armor turned around, so that everyone could clearly see its back. He stretched out his hand again and tapped it, and the metal surface began to move. In less than a second, four black

The jet vent appears on it.

"Jump backpacks are too bulky. In battle, only the assault team will need them. But if it can provide a convenient way to spontaneously increase the thrust, I think few people will refuse it."

"By linking with the enhanced magic circle on the legs, the jet vent allows you to do a series of things that violate the rules of physics, such as a double jump."

"In addition to these basic things, the land-based Titan also has a power-enhancing array. According to calculations, it can enhance the wearer's power by more than three times. If you need it, you can even increase it to five times through short-term overloading.

Of course, overloading can only be used for one minute. Exceeding this time will cause overloading and the magic circle will be temporarily disabled."

He waved his fingers again to turn the armor back. Then, the treasure that the Weeper and even the Khan looked at with fiery eyes disappeared under their noses, with only a faint outline still appearing there.

.

"Concealment system - it is not completely invisible, but it can ensure that it will not be captured by thermal imaging. At the same time, this mode can also hide the sound of your footsteps and the sound of the armor operating."

The power armor reappeared, and a semicircular blue shield appeared with a buzzing sound, completely enveloping the power armor and a three-meter-wide space.

"The personal defense shield is not portable. Therefore, the defense power is not reduced. It is turned on by default around the clock and has identification of friend or foe. The defense power is quite impressive and can withstand about four rounds of volleys from a group of ten-man bolters. But it should not be too much.

It relies on the shield. If it is broken, it will take a while to be reactivated."

Khan couldn't hold it back any longer. He pretended to be reserved and coughed, then slowly said: "...This is really a precious treasure. Can it be commissioned, Captain?"

"Of course, don't interrupt me, I still haven't finished talking about helmets."

He Shenyan clapped his hands, and the metal on the neck of the power armor surged up, forming a mk7-style helmet: "Taking into account everyone's different aesthetics, the style of the helmet can be chosen by oneself. Of course, the functions are also complete.

Same. The built-in pattern array also has——"

"——Sir, please wait a moment."

With trembling, Fubo spoke.

There were tears in his weather-beaten eyes: "You have said too much and given too much - how can we deserve such an award?"

"The things you mentioned are too valuable, especially this power armor... We currently only have nine people, and owning it is completely a sin. Divine weapons need to be held in the right place.

In human hands, with us, it may not survive a battle for decades. On the front lines of the battle, those brothers need it more than us..."

He really wants the land-walking Titan, but he also really doesn't want it.

He Shenyan could sense the emotions in Fubo's heart. The leader of the Weeper's chapter naturally wanted to let all his brothers wear this treasure. But he was not the kind of person who put his personal and his chapter above the empire.

, he was completely loyal to the Empire, so he sincerely chose to give up.

"Don't get me wrong, Chapter Commander Fubo. This is not a special treatment given to you out of compensation. This is something you deserve. As early as the beginning of the design of the land-based Titans, I told Robert that they would be given priority.

Equip it for those battle groups that have suffered heavy losses. Besides, who said it will take you decades to recover?"

He Shenyan smiled: "Five years, at most five years, weepers. I still have an expedition waiting for your participation."

"Yes, an expedition."

Guilliman took the words and looked at the wailers with very soft eyes: "Aiming to take revenge and regain the lost territory... Your expedition lasted for nearly a hundred years, so you missed many things."

He was silent for a while, intending to drop a bombshell first: "Your original body, Sanguinius, has returned."

Khan raised his eyebrows and then turned away. Most of the time, he was a person who was more rational than emotional, but this did not include moments like this. He did not want to see the crying faces of the mourners.

There was a faint cry of excitement coming from behind him, but Guilliman still continued.

"He will return to Terra soon, and I will arrange for him to meet you as soon as possible... Of course, this is only part of it, and there are some other things that I will leave to you to discover on your own, such as

Changes on Terra and changes in the Empire."

Having said this, he smiled, nudged the Khan with his elbow, who had his back turned to him, and said pointedly: "...You will be very surprised at the current situation of the empire.

"

Khan snorted coldly: "No matter how surprised you are, it can't be compared to knowing that there is a spirit on your ship——"

"--cough!"

He Shenyan coughed just right, ending the argument they were about to start, and bringing the day to an end.

No one knows what will happen tomorrow. But at least this time, the weepers no longer fall asleep full of sorrow.

They don't have to cry anymore.