Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

He Shenyan believed that Gwendelin's purpose was not just to find a reason with him. After all, the mage could accomplish this alone. She followed firmly, maybe because she spent too much time in that palace.

long time.

Gwendelin is now wearing black clothes, and her original height of nearly three meters has been covered up with illusions. Now she looks like just an ordinary preacher in black robes. The mage's eyes can't help but drift to hers again.

On the legs, there is now a pair of boots. There is no trace of the previous snake's tail.

"Sir...why do you keep staring at my legs?" She suddenly turned around and asked.

The mage's expression remained normal, as if he hadn't done anything at all: "Just curious."

"What are you curious about?"

"How on earth do you walk with a snake's tail..." He Shenyan replied.

Gwendelin didn't answer him anymore, she turned her head away. The mage couldn't see her expression, and he felt a little regretful.

They continued to walk in front. The two of them walked on the snow-covered streets of Irushil. The civilians were slaughtered, and the papal knights who had been transformed by Sullivan were executed, but those among them who were still loyal and loyal

Those who did not betray have been thrown into prison long ago, and now, I am afraid they have turned into monsters.

Or maybe it's something more terrifying than that. After all, even Gwendelin herself can't tell what exactly is in the underground prison of Irushil.

As for the remaining Silver Knights, the heroes who followed Gwen to fight the ancient dragon, there were only three left, and they were all left outside the palace to protect Urshika.

It can be said that today's Irushil is an uninhabited city. There is always a crescent moon hanging in the sky here. Under the light of the aurora, the snowflakes slowly fall. Many of them fall on Gwendelin.

She looked like a child who hadn't been out for a long time, kicking the snow on the street with her boots as she walked, looking very happy.

"Where are you going?" she asked.

"Where are you going?" He Shen asked without answering.

"Isn't this journey started because of you? It would be too cunning to let me decide the destination."

"But now that you have joined, of course I want to ask your opinion."

They were walking on the streets of Irisil, and Gwendolen took off her hood. Although she used illusion to cover her true body, her face was exactly the same as before, except that she did not wear the golden crown.

"You said you come from other worlds...what are other worlds like?"

"I haven't been to many worlds, but none of them are as desperate as you." The mage's straightforward words made Gwendelin smile bitterly. She had no room to refute. There was no other reason. The outcome of this world seemed to have started before the flames.

It was doomed the moment I woke up.

He Shenyan continued: "I cannot describe the scenery of other worlds in words. After all, I am only a mage, not a poet. If you want to see it, go and see it yourself."

"What do you mean by this sentence?"

Gwendelin asked with a smile. There was no expression on the mage's face. He turned to look at the steeple chapel on the side and said: "It's just an invitation, don't think too much about it."

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Hui Jin pulled out the long sword from the body of the fat and tall woman in front of him. The armor on his body was full of blood. A voice came from above his head: "Oh? You are... So you are Yu Hui. Welcome to my home."

Hui Jin looked up and saw an old man dressed very strangely standing in a cage, hanging on the beam above. There were many such cages around him, and the people in them were all people who had lost themselves.

The conscious immortals. They just stretched their pale and wrinkled fingers out of the cage in vain, and then roared meaninglessly.

This old man was in such an environment. He wore a black turban on his head, covering his eyes and wrapping his head. The clothes on his body were like a combination of rags and bandages. Hui Jin noticed that he had been

All smiling.

"Hello, Fireless Ashes. My name is Cormacus, and I am an old, useless conjurer—a caged crow, as you can see."

Hui Jin didn't answer. He laughed loudly as if he was amused by his own poor joke: "But there must be a few interesting encounters in life, are you right?"

"This is your home?" Ashes asked.

"Yes, don't you think the scenery here is very good? However, if you ask me, there is only one drawback, that is, the neighbors are not very friendly." The old magician replied with a smile.

Nice scenery?

Ashes turned his head and looked at the ever-dark sky here, the crows pecking at the dead bodies on the ground, and the broken limbs scattered on the ground. Not to mention the bloody scenes he caused, it was also those who were in the cages.

The sight of the imprisoned undead is disgusting enough.

The old conjurer said to himself: "Unfired Ashes, I want to ask you a question. I heard that you are all containers that can accept things, not only the power of the Xinwangs, but also other things.

How about things? Do you want to learn spells from this useless old man like me?"

Ashes looked up at him, turned around and ran away. Komikos sighed and said to himself: "Why are you in such a hurry? Old man, your life is too boring..."

However, the ashes quickly returned. He dragged a large dilapidated tree trunk from nowhere. Although the appearance was rotten, it was actually quite strong. He lifted the huge tree trunk with one hand, and the old curse

The master exclaimed: "Oh! You are really a strong man. It seems that asking you and me to learn spells is a bit humiliating."

"I'm very interested in spells." Ashes said as he completely straightened the tree trunk and leaned against the wall. Then he picked up a stone from the ground and began to sharpen it with the end of his scabbard.

Level the stone.

"...Although it's not a good idea to bother you, I still want to ask, Wu Huo Yu Hui, what are you doing?"

"I want to smooth this stone and then save you."

Cormacus laughed, the cage shook and the chains made a sound in the air.

"So you agreed? This is an unexpected surprise. I, Komikos of Onuma, could actually meet a disciple in his later years. Life is really wonderful, what do you think?"

"The first priority is to put you down first." Ashes said intermittently. He didn't know why, as long as he didn't speak that ancient language or when he was talking to the fireproof girl, he would act like a robot.