Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Bucky's left hand was trembling, but Morlun lightly kicked him out. The black shadow pulled the trigger of the revolver in his hand, and the ordinary bullet hit his skin without any reaction.

Even if his shooting skills were very good, it would still be the same if he hit the head. Morlun bared his teeth and smiled at him: "I will remember you, and I will eat you second."

"That's really an honor." The shadow continued to pull the trigger. After five gunshots, it had no effect.

Morlun ignored him and punched Rhodes. He wanted to kill the mortal who soiled his clothes on the spot, but a flying exploding arrow stopped his movements for a moment.

But in just such a moment, Peter Parker had a chance to save people.

The spider silk in his hand stuck to Rhodes' back, dragging him back.

Inside the armor, Rhodes was breathing heavily. It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but that he couldn't move at all when facing that guy. A sense of fear welling up from deep inside his heart made him freeze.

He could only watch helplessly as the guy's fist got closer and closer to him.

If it weren't for Hawkeye's arrow and spider web head's timely attack, he might have died on the spot. It's not an exaggeration, that's what Rhodes really thought deep down in his heart.

If he had received that punch, he would have died.

Amid the smoke and dust, Molun's scarlet eyes were particularly dazzling.

"...Now, you've really pissed me off."

He said in a dull voice. After the words fell, he repeated his old trick in the next second and appeared in front of Hawkeye instantly again. Clint only had time to cross the bow in his hand to block it, and then he was whipped away, like a broken bow.

The string fell to the ground like a kite.

He fell freely in the air, and every part of his body hurt. The man's strength was so great that he felt that he might die immediately if he hadn't blocked it. But he couldn't do anything right now, he could only watch himself leave the ground.

Getting closer.

Clint closed his eyes. He thought of Natasha and his family in the shelter, and a smile appeared on his lips. At least you are all fine... That's enough.

With this thought, he planned to die happily.

But the God of Death obviously doesn't want to take him in today.

His body floated on its own, and Clint opened his eyes in shock, seeing the black-robed mage standing in front of him, with the red light in his eyes undisguised.

Roof.

Mo Lun succeeded with one blow, and when he wanted to continue attacking others, he suddenly froze.

He stood there, sweat constantly falling on his face. Those tiny blood vessels burst little by little, and blood gushed out, making him look like an evil ghost. Then, he suddenly began to tremble, his eyeballs popped open, and blood splashed out.

came out. Then he fell to his knees with a thud and even buried his head deeply.

What was inconsistent with his behavior was that he was roaring crazily, as if he was trying to resist his body's actions.

But he couldn't do anything but watch as his head hit the ground.

Then, a foot stepped up.

A voice laughed contemptuously in his ear.

Morlun's face flushed. He struggled with all his strength, and his voice spread far under the night. Even though he used all his strength, he still couldn't move his body. He just knelt there, his standard couldn't be any higher.

His body fell to the ground. After a moment, the owner of the voice chuckled and stepped on his head with one foot.

"People who claim to be noble... don't seem to be very noble?" he said mockingly.

"I can guess it without you having to tell me. You must be very unconvinced now, right? I happen to be a little angry too... How about we fight again?"

As he finished speaking, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed. The fragrance of the totems disappeared from Morlun's perception. He was still on the rooftop of the city at night, but there was no longer a living person around him.

Except for mages.

Morlun stood up. He looked at the mage, whose eyes were also red, and wanted to say some cruel words to regain the situation, but the mage had no interest in it at all.

"Reminder, when you stand up... the second chance has already begun." He Shenyan spoke calmly. He stood there and made a gesture, and the huge magic power surged out of his body. In an instant,

In a moment, Mo Lun was crushed into a pool of bloody fragments.

And this is just the beginning.

He Shenyan moved his fingers slightly, and a white light flashed through. Mo Lun stood there again at a loss. He thought about what had just happened, and suddenly his eyes widened, and pain instantly spread all over his body. And his second time

Death has come again.

Mud from nowhere completely enveloped him, and although he no longer needed to breathe, he still felt the pain of suffocation. He died again three minutes later, suffocating.

White light flashed again. Morlun stood on the same spot again. This time, even his clothes were brand new. The difference was that his face was pale. He had just been resurrected and screamed: "Stop! Please stop..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

The mage calmly burned him alive again with the flames from hell, and then resurrected him again.

The white light flashed continuously, and the way he died was constantly updated. Between the repeated death and resurrection, Molun's consciousness gradually disappeared. At first, he would beg for mercy, but later, he just made meaningless screams.

The sound was sluggish and unresponsive, not even responding much to pain.

Sometimes, being a madman is a kind of happiness. But the mage doesn't want him to have this kind of happiness.

He moved his fingers, and Morlun regained consciousness again. The torture would continue for a long time, until the mage got tired of it.

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Within Sithorne's dimension.

The God of Hades was sitting on his throne, looking at the picture returned from the Dark God Book, smiling contentedly: "It seems that my old friend did leave a hand, no, maybe many hands... If she

If the door to the parallel universe is really sealed, Morlun and these cute spiders will never come here. What on earth does she want to do? It’s so interesting..."

He tapped his cheek with his long fingers, full of anticipation for what might happen in the future.

No matter good or bad.