Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Konrad Curze fiercely handed over the long sword made of alloy in his hand, and it pierced the chest of a demon.

This familiar feeling caused a ferocious smile to appear on Midnight Haunter's face. He turned his wrist fiercely to expand the wound, then held the sword with both hands and used force to completely cut open the demon's entire upper body.

This is the last one.

The tall demon fell to the ground with a wailing sound, and blood continued to gush out, forming a strange scene like a river of blood on the ground.

"Are you okay?!"

In the distance, someone shouted.

Kurtz did not answer, but turned his head and began to observe whether any of the demons were pretending to be dead. After he was completely sure that they were all dead, he answered the guy who called him in an impatient tone: "Quiet.

"

The soldier who had run near him smiled coquettishly, but his eyes were still glancing back and forth at Coze's unarmored body: "Can you at least bring an earphone and enter our communication channel?"

"I told you to be quiet!"

Curze became furious, his eyes were filled with deep darkness, and there was no white of his eyes. The soldier suddenly understood, and immediately covered his mouth and nodded repeatedly. He knew that this adult was using his special ability to detect the demonic teleportation around him.

Door.

After a while, Cozz took a breath and softened his attitude: "Report the casualties."

"Only one recruit punctured the sole of his left foot because he was too nervous." The soldier said honestly. "Other than him, no one among us was injured."

Cozz nodded with satisfaction, and then began to lecture fiercely: "I said, if you want to join the empire I established and live peacefully, you must completely abide by my rules. Do you understand? Next time

If you dare to come near the battlefield under such circumstances again, I will personally kill you to maintain military discipline."

He squinted his eyes and spoke very seriously. The soldier just grinned. The Midnight Haunter made a dull nasal sound in dissatisfaction, but said nothing.

He shook off the blood on the sword and handed it to the soldier. The soldier was also 1.87 meters tall and very strong, but he had to use both hands to barely hold Curze's sword.

"How is the situation in the city?" Cozz asked as they walked.

"I contacted you two hours ago and everything was fine."

"What about that mobile energy source that's been on Mars all this time?"

"he......"

The soldier paused, not knowing how to describe it.

Frankly speaking, he didn't know how to explain the analysis results of the scientists in the base to Coates. The scientists explained to him for a long time with a fanatical attitude, to the effect that the mobile energy source on Mars...

..

The level is the same as that of a nuclear bomb.

"But it doesn't matter."

Koz waved his hand indifferently and walked through the ruins of the city. Where the soldiers couldn't see him, his eyes were somewhat sad. The burning city, dead humans, corpses everywhere, and demons...

All of this made him feel a little familiar, but Coz knew very well that this was not the original world.

Absolutely not - he has proven it many times with his own abilities.

"Scientists say he is a mobile nuclear warhead..."

The soldier said cautiously, while still struggling to hold Coze's sword. All this was seen by Midnight Haunter, who snorted coldly and angrily said: "Can't you even hold a sword well?!"

"Sir, I didn't receive any training in this area when I joined the army." The soldier said with difficulty. "Besides, no one uses cold weapons anymore."

"How dare you refute my words?!"

Koz suddenly turned around, his black hair flying, and anger rising in his eyes. His handsome face was distorted, filled with boiling murderous intent.

He shouted sternly: "No one in the legion can disobey me!"

"Okay, okay, I understand..."

The soldier sighed and continued to move forward with his sword in hand: "I will be punished when I return to the base. Sir, please don't lose your temper. People are still waiting for you."

Curze's face suddenly twitched.

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"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--!"

A breathless laughing voice echoed in the dark space, and Ruth almost slipped off the chair. Looking at the scene in the light curtain, he only wished that he didn't have two more pairs of eyes.

"Is this really the Conrad Coates I know?!" He laughed wildly and patted his thigh. "Being so offended by a mortal but only verbally threatening?! A tiger turned into a cat——!

ha!"

Khan stroked his beard thoughtfully: "Well...it seems that our brother has changed a bit. He was not like this before. Ah, that's a good thing.

"

Fulgrim made no comment, but the smile on his lips betrayed his mood. Only Angron's expression was the most special.

It was a complex emotion mixed with sadness and joy.

"He is not the Konrad Curze you know." Next to him, the mage said softly. "He is a completely different person, but he has a similar face and the same power."

"I know."

Angron replied softly: "I know..."

In his world, Konrad Curze was a heroic sacrifice. And his legion protected countless innocent people in the empire during those ten thousand years of shattering. They were sharp blades in the darkness, burning up

The star of the prairie fire is the light that inherits their father's legacy.

And here——

Angron lowered his head and forced himself to focus on fishing. He rarely let certain emotions really affect him completely, especially at this moment. Tomorrow is the birthday of little Horus - regardless of

For some reason, Angron had the idea of ​​giving him a good gift.

And in another place, in the disorderly chaos of subspace. A lonely old man stood in the rolling storm, walking silently. The wind blew across his old face like a knife, and his thin body was hunched.

.

He seemed very tired, so he found a place to rest for a while. He opened the cloth bag in his arms, and there were dots of starlight recovered from a thousand worlds.

The old man stretched out his fingers and gently touched the stars, showing a smile, which reduced the wrinkles on his face a lot.

"Shh, I know," he whispered softly. "I know, I know...Relax, Magnus, you don't have to suffer anymore."

The old man raised his head and his gaze penetrated the subspace. He saw an office and then saw five people sitting around fishing. The two unrelated scenes made him smile sincerely.

"I hope you all are happy."

A long time, he said.