Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

He Shenyan is really in a hurry now.

Paradise was destroyed, and he solved the pillar problem. He also solved Frank, who had inexplicably turned into a flaming skeleton.

But, sometimes, a solved problem will give birth to more problems. Just like a nanny... No, pretend I didn't say that.

First, what about those angel wings? The corpses of the angels were thrown on the ground like garbage, but all their wings were taken away. The energy in so many angel wings combined can blow up the earth.

Three times. He couldn't help but be impatient.

Second, that old bastard Mephisto ran away, and now Frank is causing trouble again. He Shenyan knows that that guy has never been too early to gain anything, so it's hard for him not to think about this incident in the worst possible way.

.On the surface, this matter has been resolved, but who knows whether the aftermath will be worse?

With a gloomy face, he first came to the Holy of Holies in New York, where Strange was supposed to expel the dark worms from his body. This process would last for a long time, but the moment he walked into the Holy of Holies, what he saw was

The sight made his face darken again.

Strange's collection of books was thrown carelessly on the ground, and all the treasures placed in the display cabinets disappeared. Many of them were of the same level as his cloak.

He Shenyan looked up and saw a line of words written in blood engraved on the ceiling above the Holy of Holies: Will the Skrull Butcher shed tears when his friend dies?

The cloak was nailed to the side of the line with a slender dagger. The magical light that once shone on it all the time has disappeared. It hangs there like a rag, losing all sound. The mage waved, and the cloak flew away.

After falling down, it was still lifeless. Even if he poured magic power into it, it would still be the same.

It's not that there is no need to cultivate at all, but he doesn't have the leisure and time now.

He Shenyan stared at the line of words, feeling the undisguised magical aura left on it. A smile suddenly appeared on his gloomy face.

"You are dead..."

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Seth Bellore was driving wildly on the interstate. He maintained the top speed throughout the whole process and did not stop when he saw people or cars. The strange thing is that the SUV was not hurt even if it hit a truck. In this situation that has continued

During the whole day of the frenzied journey, not a single policeman appeared behind him, chasing him and shouting at him to stop.

On the contrary, when he was still in the city, many people took photos and posted them on social media, but they soon discovered that they could not post the photos anyway. Some people who did not believe in evil tried repeatedly, and their accounts immediately

It has been blocked. People in black suits may even come to your door. Who knows what will happen next?

And no one cared, least of all Seth.

Seth was yelling happily at this time. He was listening to old rock songs from the 80s and 90s on the radio, singing along with a series of classic bands such as Led Zeppelin, Sky Blacksmith, Guns N' Roses and even Skid Row, while shouting at

The co-pilot of Seth 2, who had been dead for a long time, shouted: "I love the music of the people on earth! Especially rock! And this radio station! 80-90s, smooth and easy to remember! What do you think, Seth 2

?”

Seth Two couldn't answer him because his entire head had disappeared and was eaten by Seth for dinner, but that didn't matter. Seth answered in imitation of Seth Two's voice, his own.

Said: "Me too! You idiot! We are the same person!"

After he finished telling this lame joke, he burst out laughing, ignoring the honking of the tattered car opposite him, and the SUV crashed into it. His car was unscathed, while the tattered car shattered bit by bit, and the parts

Hengfei, and the two people sitting inside were smashed to pieces. Seth looked at the blood and broken pieces on the glass. He reached out and carefully took a piece back with two fingers, and looked at it for a long time.

He didn't recognize what kind of organization it was, so he simply threw it into his mouth.

"Well!" His eyes lit up and he said with a smile, "It's the liver!"

"It tastes so damn bad!" he shouted with a smile, and stuck his head out the window again, shouting crazily outside the window. His voice carried far away on this desolate road, maybe only the cacti and the wind

Rolling grass could only hear his laughter.

But now, I have to add one.

Seth Bellore slammed on the brakes, and his head hit the front window due to the recoil. He screamed in pain, covered his head, and faced the man in black robe hovering in front of his car.

Complained: "Hey! Man, don't you know what driving regulations are? You can't just rush into the middle of the road!"

A smile appeared on the man's face. He raised his right hand and pressed it down. The once indestructible SUV turned into a ball of scrap metal in an instant. Seth Belor was also crushed into a puddle of flesh, but even

At this point, he was still talking: "It hurts! It really hurts! Don't you have a heart?!"

The mage's magic burst out instantly, blasting the ball of flesh into powder. He grabbed his soul, carefully observed the small fragment, and said with a smile: "You are really crazy, bastard.

Divide it into one hundred parts for yourself?”

The fragment said: "Yeah, buddy. But it's not my idea. Really, if you don't believe me, just look at my brain and you will know. I didn't lie to you."

"Oh, I seem to have lost my mind!"

His soul fragment laughed crazily, holding it in He Shenyan's hand like a vibrating glass shard. The mage also laughed, and said: "I just finished reading, and I have to say, you are hateful and pitiful.

asshole."

"Have you finished reading? You are so fast, man! Then please do a good job and quickly kill my clones... Wait, I can't call them that, uh, forget it, it doesn't matter. Kill them quickly and save them

Your world, to be honest, buddy. I don’t want to do this either. If you want to blame, you can only blame the big blue head. When the time comes, remember to be more ruthless when you beat him, and you can avenge me."

"Okay, okay." He Shenyan replied with a smile, and then crushed his soul.

This is not over yet.

At this moment, all the other Seth Bellores left in the world are dead, in the White House, in S.H.I.E.L.D., in the Special Human Security Council. They may be in high positions, they may be unknown. But they are all here.

He died for a moment, and the fragments of his soul flew towards He Shenyan. A broken gem gathered in his palm.

"Seth Belor...is that your real name?"

He Shenyan looked at the gem, murmured to himself, and then destroyed it completely.