Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

After bidding farewell to Anubis, he left Egypt.

The jackal head was extremely reluctant to leave him, but the mage had already obtained all the information he needed. He was not a group of people with strange hobbies. He had no special impressions of Anubis, a dog-headed person, so he left directly.

His next stop is Northern Europe, Norway to be precise.

Landing in a forest, there was a small wooden house in front of him, and a shirtless man was chopping down trees. He had pale skin and a big beard. He was very strong, but he had some blood-red lines on his body.

, seems strange and ominous.

The man's back was turned to him, and his deep voice contained undisguised malice: "Leave, mage."

He Shenyan raised his eyebrows: "You are very angry, my friend. But I am not here to cause trouble for you."

An ax flew toward him, and the man's roar resounded through the forest: "I said! Leave!"

Facing the ax that began to shine with icy blue light as it flew towards him, the mage did not dodge at all. He just stood there and just cast a look, and the ax was nailed to the spot.

"Listen, friend, I really don't mean you any harm."

The man had already entered the mode of not listening to others. He simply jumped up, the ground beneath his feet cracked inch by inch, and he rushed towards the mage with the debris flying.

"Alas..." He Shenyan sighed and stretched out his right hand again, revealing the white flowers.

The man who rushed towards him shrank his pupils in mid-air, and stopped himself in the air in a way that violated the laws of physics. After landing, he walked in slowly, glanced at the mage warily, and then touched him gently.

He touched the flower.

The pure white fluorescence emitted again.

The man's lips trembled a few times, he knelt down on one knee and lowered his head.

"Why do you have to kneel down every time you see this flower...she still has this kind of hobby?" He Shenyan was puzzled by this. He used his mental tentacles to lift the man up and asked, "What's your name?"

What friend?"

"Kratos."

The man replied dully. He simply said three words and then fell silent.

"Tsk... boring gourd, right? Forget it, I just came here to ask you something."

"Speak everything you know."

"Where are all the gods? I mean, except Seyani. Like the ones in mythology."

"Dead." He replied simply and concisely.

"Would you mind going into more detail?"

After a long silence, Kratos said: "The gods of Olympus and Nordic... were killed by me myself. Most of the Egyptian gods fell into a deep sleep, and they just wanted to wait for the return of the goddess. As for the others

...I am not sure as well."

He Shenyan glanced at him. The red tattoo on this man's body lit up for a moment when he said the words Olympus. The scarlet light was as real as the real thing. The wails and screams of the dead resounded through the forest.

.But Kratos’s reaction was just to pat himself on the shoulder.

He looked like he was already used to it.

The mage said: "Okay, I'll tell you directly. Your goddess Seyani can't come back for some reasons. She made a deal with me and asked me to save you... But I don't know exactly.

How can we save you, so for the time being we can only take one step at a time."

Kratos nodded and said, "I understand...what help do you need?"

"Me? I don't need your help... Oh, maybe I do." He Shenyan's expression became serious. He looked up at the sky, where there was a patch of light that had been dyed by a beam of light rising into the sky.

Turned black, he said: "I need you to help me go over and hold them for a while...I will be there soon."

Kratos nodded, he picked up his ax suspended in mid-air, jumped up, and quickly disappeared.

He Shenyan stood there, he let go of his right hand, and the fluorescence on the flowers became more intense. He knew better than anyone what the light beam was just now. It was nothing more than a demonic invasion. He didn't even need to be there to pass this kind of thing mentally.

The force tentacles solved it, but Seyani obviously had a backup plan. She could sense what was happening through the flowers, and just made a request to the mage.

The mage looked back at the direction Kratos left. He opened a portal and arrived at the scene.

The chaotic scene did not exceed his expectations. Demons are inherently chaotic and disorderly creatures. They just like killing and blood, or anything related to it. This small village has been ignited by hellfire, okay

There were no casualties. The mage's mental tentacles moved all the civilians present the moment he sensed the invasion.

So, only the buildings were destroyed, and the demons were obviously very unhappy about this - until someone else, even more unhappy, arrived.

Kratos glanced at He Shenyan in surprise, a little surprised that he had set off later but arrived before him. But after he landed, he didn't say anything, he just raised his ax and started killing - without any demons

The man could survive one and a half moves in his hand, but the man simply raised the ax and swung it, not even bothering to dodge their attacks.

Neither fangs, claws, flaming weapons, nor those chaotic energy rays could hurt him at all. Kratos raised his ax and dropped it, and the demons' hot blood was sprinkled on the snow.

On the ground, their corrosive blood corroded the ground under the snow into craters.

The mage observed Kratos's battle, nodded slightly, and then snapped his fingers.

Kratos put away the axe, and the demon ax in front of him turned into ashes before it came into close contact with its neck. The man turned his head and said: "You are very strong."

He used a declarative tone.

"Thank you for the compliment, I know." He Shenyan replied to him in a nonchalant manner, and then opened a portal: "I have to deal with other things now. Do you want to come with me or go back to live in seclusion?"

Looking at the blue-lighting portal, Kratos spoke slowly.

"I owe the goddess a lot...you are her messenger, I will do anything." After he finished speaking, he strode in with his head raised.

The mage stayed where he was, looking a little weird. Kratos spoke very little, and He Shenyan doubted that he could even live alone for hundreds of years without speaking. But the lifestyle chosen by others has nothing to do with the mage, he just repaired it.

After the space cracks were invaded by demons, the destroyed houses and ground were repaired, and the civilians were sent back.

They sat in their homes and continued what they had just done. They knew nothing about the demons, and they did not even know what they had just been teleported away.

Ordinary life is a kind of happiness, so don't let certain things break their happiness.