Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

"Death! Demon!" A female Kryptonian soldier waved the energy ax in her hand, jumped up and rushed towards the mage, and was swept away by his magic power in mid-air and turned into ashes.

"I am not a demon. In fact, if those demons are still alive and see you, they will probably transfer this title to you."

As he said this, he put his hand against the wall of the corridor. So in the next second, this huge planet-like battleship met the same fate as the previous female Kryptonian soldier - turned into ashes.

Numbers have lost their meaning in front of him, and the mage is not keen on killing. In fact, he can even be regarded as a pacifist, but sometimes his methods are a bit rough.

However, facing the Kryptonians who were like locusts in the universe, he became increasingly unable to contain his anger. On the other hand, He Shenyan was also quite lucky that he did not choose to let Clark come with him. Even though he got along with him

It didn't last long, but he could feel that Clark Kent was completely different from his fellow racers from other worlds.

Yes, completely different.

He continued to kill.

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After Kratos passed through the portal, he stood motionless.

The surrounding environment made him extremely convinced that this was where the goddess was. Her habits have not changed, and they have remained the same for tens of thousands of years. A white bird flew over and stood on his shoulder. It was not afraid of Kui at all.

Toss even pecked him gently with his beak.

Kratos immediately understood. He lowered his head, and a voice slowly came from the lake in front of him: "Long time no see, Kratos."

"...Yes, goddess," Kratos knelt down on one knee. He had never been so respectful, even when facing those gods. And he was even considered one of them. But in his case

In my heart, the only real god is this goddess.

Only she can be called a god.

"Has anything interesting happened since I left?"

"...I don't know, goddess. I haven't been in contact with humans for a long time...since you left."

"So, what about you? How are you doing?"

Kratos didn't speak, and Seyani sighed. At this time, she behaved more like a mother than a god.

She walked out of the lake and put her hand on Kratos' right cheek. A gentle wind blew over and she said, "Are you still seeking death?"

"Yes, goddess." Kratos replied quickly, without being silent for a while like before.

"Life is very precious, Kratos. I watched you grow up, but I can't interfere with your life. The tragedies in your life are my fault, and I want to make up for it. That's why I saved you and gave you

gave you your eternal life...but now it seems that you don’t want this gift.”

The dead soul of Sparta raised his head. He was no longer young, and every wrinkle on his old face was written with fatigue: "That's not your fault, goddess. I know that you were too busy to pay attention to me at that time. And mine

tragedy..."

He was silent for a while, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes: "...That has nothing to do with you."

"But if I were here, you wouldn't be treated like that. At least, they wouldn't dare."

"No, goddess. They dare. They regard themselves as beings equal to you. In their eyes, mortals are nothing. From ancient times to the present, I have seen countless gods, but there has never been one like you." Kui

Toss became a little excited.

Seyani's fingers gently scratched his cheek, bringing a hint of coolness. The Lake Fairy retracted her arm, and she said pitifully: "What about you? Kratos? You are also one of the gods."

"I... not anymore."

"Have you given up your position as a god?"

Kratos didn't answer, he changed the topic: "Your messenger, the mage, asked me to do something."

"What is it?"

"To protect a child until she comes of age."

"Are you willing? If you are not willing, I can reject him for you."

"No, goddess. How can I ask you to take action personally just because of this matter... What's more, I have already agreed."

This time it was Seyani's turn to be silent. She was wearing a long white dress with a purple and pink garland on her head: "...You don't have to be like this, Kratos. It was me who failed you, not you.

You failed me."

"I couldn't come to you when you needed me most. This is a mother's dereliction of duty. If I hadn't met him, you might have..." She stopped talking.

"Kratos, everything in the world has its destiny. Do you believe this?"

"If that's what you said, I'd like to believe it."

"No matter who said it, don't believe this." Seyani suddenly smiled gently, and the next second, the smile turned silent: "Destiny is the biggest lie in the world - if it weren't for those three expressions

You deceived me and made me leave you..."

She was almost gnashing her teeth, and Kratos replied: "They are dead, goddess. I killed them with my own hands."

"By the way, I haven't asked you yet. Where is your child, Atreus?"

The lines on Kratos's face hardened, and the mention of this name seemed to touch some switches. His eyes widened, and he tried his best to suppress his emotions and prevent himself from losing his composure in front of Seyani.

After a long time, he breathed out: "...He, he left. Goddess."

"Really..." Seyani sighed. For her, Kratos's child is also her child. After all, she is the mother of all living things in the world. But in mythology, anyone who is called a mother

God's gods will not end well. She, too, is forced to be separated from her children, and can even only see her children through the eyes of outsiders.

"Go and complete your mission, Kratos."

Kratos did not get up and leave immediately. He lowered his head, and the red tattoos on his body were so conspicuous: "There is one thing I don't understand, goddess."

"What is it?"

"I...my whole life. I killed my father, I lost relatives, sons, and wives. Time and time again, I always hurt others or was hurt by others. I don't understand, goddess, why I can't

What about death?”

Seyani replied: "Because your life does not only belong to you, Kratos. It does not belong to me either. The relatives you lost are still alive in your memory. If you die, they will also

Just go with you, right?"

The silent man stood up.