Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

"Hey, don't be so grumpy." A male voice said behind him.

The mage turned his head, and a man with white hair and a red robe floated behind him. The man spread his hands and said in a helpless tone: "I know you should be angry now, after all, the last time we met

I said I would never do something like this again. But this time it really has nothing to do with me."

The mage didn't say anything. He pointed at the dark magic that covered the entire earth, which was exactly the same as the magic on Sithorn.

"...Okay, maybe these magic powers do come from me, but this thing really has nothing to do with me."

"I know." He Shenyan nodded and said, "I just want you to come out."

Sithorne breathed a sigh of relief. He was not afraid of the mage, but was afraid that the mage would expel his medium in the human world, the dark book that existed as long as human history. If that happened, he would not be able to read it for quite some time.

It’s time for fresh fun.

That thing is like a TV satellite to him. When he stays in his own dimension and has nothing to do, he likes to watch reality shows through it. What kind of evil wizard is trying to rule the world through the dark book, and there are accidents

After picking up this book, his family was destroyed because of the evil spells in it. He liked to read it the most.

"Who borrowed your magic?"

Sithorn immediately made a serious face: "Ah, well... you know, He, I am a very contractual person. Although they are not my believers, and they believe in a very disgusting old woman, I still can't

Tell you who they are."

"Understood," He Shenyan nodded, "Do you know where they are now?"

"Oh my God, how could you ask such a question? Do you think I would really tell you that they are in New York now? Impossible!" Sithorne said righteously.

"..." He Shenyan glanced at the God of Hades with an indescribable look. He sighed and said: "I will not expel your TV broadcast interface, as long as you abide by our contract.

, everything is easy to talk about.”

"Of course, He. I abide by the contract the best."

He Shenyan nodded expressionlessly, and pointed at the dark magic that covered the earth. Sithorn immediately grimaced: "Although they are not my believers, after all, I have made a contract with them, and the magic has been

If I lend it out and then take it back, wouldn’t I become a person who breaks my word?”

"Come on, Sithorne. The contract I made with you also requires you to delete the large-scale evil spells in the Dark Book. Have you done it?"

"I added a five-page danger warning and a short disclaimer at the front. If they have the patience to read the preface, they will know the danger of this book. What's more, the Dark Book will only look for those with evil intentions. I am so

Doing this can be regarded as revealing those evil people to you in advance, isn't it?"

"Stop being sophistical and take your magic power back quickly. In addition, you have to explain to me why the wings of those birdmen in heaven are inserted into the bodies of your magic creations."

Sithorn waved his hand, and the huge dark magic power immediately disappeared without a trace. The man continued: "Ah, about this... you have to ask other people, follow me on this matter.

It doesn't matter. After all, even if they are my creations, they can't enter the human world without getting a 'ticket'. In addition, I like what you did to the Kree people. He. Maybe one day in the future you will also stand

On our side."

"I will prepare a place for you. What kind of throne do you like? Black or red? I recommend the red one..." He began to chatter.

The mage interrupted his soliloquy: "I have no plans to lose my humanity just yet."

"You will meet sooner or later, my friend." Sithorne smiled mysteriously and said: "From ancient times to the present, all mages cannot avoid this path...including your teacher. We all will meet sooner or later.

You become callous because of something. If you are lucky, you will be like me and have a sense of humor. If you are like other people..."

"Ha." He let out a low laugh of unknown meaning. The mage watched expressionlessly as he tore apart the dimension easily and disappeared.

He whispered: "If I really want to become like you...it would be better to die."

After saying that, he also opened a portal.

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Mark leaned against the wall uneasily, with Alice in his arms. The poor girl had fallen asleep, and she seemed unaware of the situation she was in.

David leaned against him, holding the shovel in his arms, his arms shaking uncontrollably.

"Hell...hell, man, did you see that thing just now?" Even his words were trembling.

"I saw it..." Mark swallowed.

They walked up from the ruins of the subway station little by little, and finally saw the exit. After using a shovel to remove the debris blocking the exit, they saw a huge, dark monster standing not far away with its back to them.

He grabbed a handful of humans in his hand and tore them into pieces one by one like eating French fries and swallowed them alive.

Mark immediately covered Alice's eyes. He and David immediately turned around and ran back to the subway station. Not long after, Alice fell asleep. Mark guessed it was because she was tired from crying before.

Alright.

"It...its back." David took off his glasses, put them in his hand and caressed them unconsciously: "It...its wings."

David seemed to stutter suddenly, his words were slurred and hesitant, but Mark knew what he wanted to say.

Those white wings.

"Hey, man, listen. Whatever the hell this is, it has nothing to do with angels, okay? The Bible doesn't say angels can eat people. You gotta cheer up, we've got a baby here."

Mark's words made David look at Alice. The child was still sleeping peacefully. She knew nothing about the dangers in the outside world. David smiled bitterly: "You are right, Mark. But before I saw that thing

But he is still a devout Christian.”

"Really? The kind that goes to church every day?"

"Almost... our family is all Christians. I remember when I made a mistake when I was a child, my mother would scare me with a Bible. She wouldn't beat me, but would make me watch those scary clips. I was often scared to death.

.”

"Then you are really miserable, buddy. My mother just chased me in the cornfield with a stick. She couldn't run as fast as me, so I didn't get any beatings."

The two chatted, seemingly forgetting the monster above them and their situation.