Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

He Shenyan and the five different Spider-Man walked out of the Holy of Holies, with Morlun floating behind them, his eyes crooked and his mouth crooked, looking like an idiot.

"Well, anyway, Mr. He, thank you for your help. I really don't know how to say it..." Peter, who had metal legs behind him, shook hands with him and said.

"You're welcome. It's just a small matter." He Shenyan shook hands with him and said, "Besides, I also need your help."

"I don't know what a powerful being like you needs our help for," Gwen said.

He Shenyan glanced at her, and after confirming again that he had never seen this girl, he said: "I'm sure I haven't seen you... Madam, but why do you keep reciting my name silently in your heart?"

Gwen was not angry after being peered into her heart. She smiled and said, "Don't you think it's rude to pry into other people's hearts at will? You said yourself that you wouldn't do that."

He Shenyan looked at her deeply: "It's just because your gaze is too obvious, madam."

"I'm not old enough to be called a lady, am I?"

"...Anyway," the mage abruptly changed the subject, "I hope you can wait for me here for a while. There is something I need to confirm, and then I will come back to talk about how I need your help.

of this matter.”

"Without any hesitation, sir." Parker nodded and put on his mask: "Speaking of which, are there any evil people in your place? Anyway, we are idle now...you know."

The mage smiled: "No, Mr. Parker. Although I really want to find something for you to do, they are all dead."

After he finished speaking, he opened a portal and left, leaving five spiders standing there, looking at each other.

"I guess he killed them all," Penny said suddenly.

"Agree." Black Shadow nodded.

"Really? He doesn't look like such a cold and heartless person..." Spider Web Head was a little unsure.

Their discussion lasted for a long time until He Shenyan came back.

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Passing through the portal, he came to hell.

Frank was thrown here by Strange. He already knew through the surveillance circle set up in hell. The reason why he didn't get him back immediately was because the old man was really enjoying his life here.

Mephisto was not here, and those two or three kittens were completely unable to do anything to him. He Shenyan was also happy to watch him slaughter hell, since the people who died were all damn things anyway. Why not? And it could also make him

Vent, vent.

When he found Frank, he had mastered the skeleton form and was able to have self-awareness in this form. He Shenyan watched him crazily slaughtering demons with two large-caliber pistols that could fire flaming projectiles. He walked

There was only a pile of charred corpses left in the land, and they were killed from north to south, and from east to west. It was like a hellish version of a barbecue party. It’s just that the dead people were all demons.

"Stop, Frank." The mage was floating in the sky and had no choice but to remind Frank, who had already been killed to the point of ignoring others.

"...What?" He stopped and looked up. The flames flashed past and he returned to his human form.

"It's me." He Shenyan floated down. His red eyes made Frank still a little wary. Noticing his little movements, the mage smiled helplessly: "Is it possible that someone else can pretend to be me?"

"...I think so, the last person to do that was the Master of Illusion." Frank nodded, and the two flame guns in his hands turned into a streak of smoke, drifted upward, and gradually disappeared in the sky of hell.

"Yes, and he died miserably. Are you ready to go back?"

"go back?"

He Shenyan raised his eyebrows: "Why, are you addicted to killing?"

"No...it's just that I'm very comfortable here, at least more comfortable than up there. I'm afraid that if I go back, I'll...lose my mind again." Frank shook his head and nodded again.

"That won't work, you have to go back to the human world. The negative energy of hell has a corrosive effect on people, even if you like it here very much, I don't want to see you really go crazy one day."

"What about this thing?" Frank pointed to his head.

He Shenyan knew what he was referring to. The mage snapped his fingers, and a portal passed through the two of them and returned to the world. They were in Antarctica. An orange light lit up in the mage's hand and he patted Frank on the shoulder.

, then he said: "Okay."

"that's all?"

"that's all."

Frank moved his shoulders in disbelief. He didn't feel anything special, he just felt very quiet.

Wait, be quiet...?

The old man who was blind in one eye suddenly realized something. He found that the screams of those who died in vain he had heard before had disappeared. Their voices before death had been lingering in his ears, shouting for him to do something for them.

Revenge. Frank was very happy to do this, but they were driving him crazy. He had no choice but to kill some demons in hell to vent his anger.

"You took it out?"

"No, I just erased their voices that temporarily blocked you, Frank. That soul is still in your body. I don't know what it is, but I promise you, I will take it out."

Frank was silent for a while after hearing this, and he said: "No, maybe this is also good."

"are you sure?"

"Yes."

Frank's answer was firm, which brought a smile to He Shenyan's face. Frank Custer was one of the few people in his mind who could be on the same level as him in terms of willpower. This man never wavered or gave in.

Since he had made such a decision and planned to be with that thing for the rest of his life, He Shenyan would not force it.

After all, it is his own choice.

He just said seriously: "I have to tell you one thing. When you hear their voices again, you must contact Strange immediately and ask him to block those voices. Otherwise, you will gradually fall into a state where you cannot control yourself.

, can only be alleviated by killing people. I don’t think you can accept that situation yourself. Remember?"

Frank nodded silently.

The mage sent him back smoothly, and he took out the dark book.