Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

In the end, the number of people fishing was determined to be five.

To put it more bluntly, except for Sanguinius and Guilliman, who were still in the office, everyone else ran away. Russ, the culprit, took the lead, and they all ran away with peace of mind.

"Is there really a place for fishing on the boat?" Angron asked with a strange expression.

"Yes - why not?" The mage shrugged. "Can't I fish anymore?"

Angron looked at the ground, the walls, and the ceiling: "...I just feel like fishing on the Vengeance has a weird feeling."

"If you think it's too weird, we can also go fishing outside." The mage said calmly. "I can move the fishing site and make an asteroid out, and the five of us can sit there and fish."

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Not to mention Angron, even Russ, who had regained his interest, shuddered at the thought of this scene.

"I'm still worried about them both," Fulgrim said. "When we left, the atmosphere there was not good."

Khan said in an astonishing tone: "Want to make a bet? I think Robert will come to see us tomorrow with blue circles under his eyes."

The first one to respond was of course the Wolf King. He nodded without hesitation: "Okay! I'll bet two, where's the bet?"

"You are not allowed to speak for a month." Khan grinned. "What do you think?"

"this--"

Russ hesitated a little, but it didn't last long. Khan's next words made him nod directly: "How about adding two barrels of Wenzhen's special wine, Chogoris flavor?"

"I agreed!"

"Okay, then the bet is complete silence for a month, even if you drink water, you can't make a sound. Is it a deal?"

"make a deal!"

Fulgrim turned his head away and sighed, feeling that he was simply having a nightmare.

They soon arrived at the reserved fishing spot, which was located on the bottom deck. There was nothing in the dark giant warehouse, and their footsteps echoed in the darkness.

He Shenyan raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and a soft light lit up above his head. A tidal reverberation swept through everyone's bones and repeated over and over again in their ears. The monotonous voice made Ange

Lang frowned in discomfort.

"What is this sound?"

"Never mind, my friend."

The mage smiled slightly: "Come on, the fishing place is ready."

He stepped forward, and the soles of his feet seemed to touch the water. The flat ground suddenly rippled with water. The mage continued to move forward, and the ground swallowed his ankles, calves, and even his waist. This scene that completely violated the laws of physics made the 'shore'

The four people were a little stunned.

"Don't just stand around, please come with me, gentlemen."

He turned his back to them, he said this, and then completely submerged into the ground and disappeared.

Angron followed closely and stepped into this strange underwater. The surrounding darkness was deep and quiet. There was almost no light in the darkness, and even the original body-level night vision could not see through this heavy curtain of darkness. Angron wrinkled

He frowned and wanted to call the mage's name, but found that his voice was completely wiped out.

A concept broke into his mind - this idea did not belong to him, but came from somewhere else. It was like fish and shrimp crashing into a fisherman's filter, the small ones escaped, and only the big ones remained.

.

Big, dark, and deep.

An ineffable concept.

Angron pursed his lips tightly and continued to move forward. This time, light appeared in front of his eyes.

A colorful splendid light appeared suddenly without any sign of recruitment. He Shenyan sat in an armchair with his back to him, a wooden boom was held in his right hand, and the fishing line extended far, far away

.

Four chairs were placed in an orderly manner around this gorgeous light. Angron walked over and sat next to the mage. At this time, he found that his voice had returned.

"How is this going?"

"What's going on?"

"My voice -" Angron said. "-was taken away from me in the beginning. And, where is this?"

"The place you just passed by was not allowed to have sound. It was not deprived of it, but hidden." He Shenyan patiently explained to him. "As for the problem here... etc.

I'll talk about it together when they arrive."

After a few minutes, everyone had arrived. Russ was fidgeting in his chair, as if he didn't like the situation. Fulgrim was very comfortable. Khan was the calmest - the calmest, but

His two hands were always clenched tightly.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, the mage snapped his fingers, and everyone had an extra fishing rod in their hand.

He said: "So, let's start fishing? This is an ancient sport that tests people's patience, skills and courage."

"I'm more concerned about where this is than fishing." Khan said slowly. "Captain, this is not like the Revenge or... our world."

He used a cautious descriptor.

"Ah, that's an interesting insight. Are there any others?"

Ruth was the second to speak, and he seemed to be grinding his teeth when he spoke: "...I don't know where this is, but I'm afraid I don't like it very much."

"It suits your personality very well, Mr. Leman Russ. Although you and I don't know each other very well yet, I like your personality."

He Shenyan grinned: "At least you are honest enough - where are the other two?"

Fulgrim sighed, looking like he was indifferent to the world and just wanted to be quiet: "I don't care where this is, at least it's quiet enough."

He obviously meant something.

Angron still had the same expression as if someone owed him money. Maintaining this look, he waved his fishing rod and said, "I agree with Jaghatai."

"Then, it's time to announce the answer - oh, wait a moment, a fish has taken the bait."

He Shenyan smiled excitedly, stood up, and the fishing rod began to vibrate crazily. The thin wooden pole was pulled to an unbearable level by the huge force. It made a rattling sound, attracting everyone's attention.

look.

"Like I said, this is an ancient sport -" The mage waved his arm vigorously, and an amorphous soft brilliance was 'fished' out of the gorgeous brilliance.

"——So, our trophies are also very ancient."

He carefully took off the light, wiped it with his hand, looked at it carefully for a moment, then threw it back, sighing in disappointment: "This fish is not mature enough..."

Sitting back on the chair, he asked: "What did I just say? Oh, yes, announce the answer..."

"This is between worlds," the mage said. "We are sitting in the gap between worlds. One step forward is the endless sea of ​​stars. Unfortunately, I can't bring so many people across the border, so we can only sit here.

You can catch fish here.”

"Do you usually travel back and forth between the worlds through a place like this?" Angron asked.

"Sometimes," the mage said noncommittally. "Ah, here comes another one."

He repeated the previous process. The light group he caught this time had a dark color and was relatively large, almost the size of an ordinary person's head. Angron noticed a smile on He Shenyan's face.

"Not bad." He said while taking off the light ball. "This time it's right."

"What is this?" Angron asked.

"Messages from a Different World."

He Shenyan patiently explained to them: "There are billions of worlds floating in the endless sea of ​​stars. The world barrier protects them from the threats of the ancients in the star sea, but the world barrier cannot prevent the flow of information."

"This is a very interesting phenomenon. The information of some worlds will float in the star sea for many years, and eventually turn into a brand new world. This can explain why some worlds are so similar. Of course, for now, this is just me.

A half-baked theory.”

He grinned: "It remains to be proven."

"This place makes me a little creepy, Captain." Russ scratched his hair in annoyance and imitated Khan's name. "I'm not interested in endless star seas or world information. I just want to know

What on earth did you bring us here for?"

"To catch a gift for your brother Horus the Younger."

He Shenyan shrugged: "There are not only messages floating in the sea of ​​​​stars, but also other things - what you can catch with a fishing rod is limited, why don't you start giving it a try?"

Khan was the first to respond to him.

The Chogorian stood up, raised the fishing rod above his head with both hands, and forcibly assumed a posture of holding a knife. The fishing line was thrown out by him, and fell into the colorful splendor.

"Oh, right."

He Shenyan snapped his fingers as if something sounded. A light curtain lit up around them, reflecting the scene of another world. A man who was very familiar to everyone present was fighting on it.

His face was pale and his long hair was disheveled, like a ghost.

“Oh——” Fulgrim raised his eyebrows. “——This is a bit beyond my expectation.”

Angron narrowed his eyes, and his first reaction was to kick the mage's chair with his foot in dissatisfaction.

"Next time something like this happens, please let me know first." He said as if it was a matter of course.