Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

"You know the void?"

It was not easy for Jax to say these two words. He could almost feel the resistance of his throat and lips and teeth when spitting out these two words that made him sick. But his will was above all else: yes,

His will is above all else.

He said it.

The man still acted very relaxed: "Of course, I am here because of them. Although there are some unexpected gains."

He took out the golden ring again and tossed it in his hand: "Have you ever seen such a thing?"

Jax stared at the golden ring, and a stinging pain came from the surface of his scalp. The disgust from the heart made the warrior's heart begin to throb, and he gritted his teeth: "...blasphemous thing!

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"Oh, so you know this kind of thing."

Jax took a breath before giving himself the strength to continue.

"Yes, I know it. Listen to me, sir, if you don't want to be corrupted, please throw that thing away. Throw it as far away as possible - volcano, snow, deep sea. No matter where it is, it will be

It's thrown out of this land!" Jax's voice was like a roar. He rarely lost his composure like this. But... that golden ring was a heavy past for him.

"It can't corrupt me." The man said lightly. Jax looked at his calm eyes and suddenly believed his words for no reason.

The man took back the golden ring and stretched out his hand: "I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is He Shenyan. If you find it difficult to speak, just call me He."

"Jax."

Jax reached out and shook his hand, a gesture he hadn't seen before. People usually showed politeness with a kiss or a hug, but that wasn't bad either. Men had a very strong handshake, which he liked as a warrior.

A sense of collision.

"Okay, let's get down to business, Mr. Jax. As you can see, I broke into this beautiful city and killed two people...sorry, three." He smiled and pointed not far away.

The puddle of mud under Chu Tower looked relaxed and felt no guilt about the murder.

"But everything happened for a reason. I traced the void and came here - but I got some unexpected gains, just like I said. You call it blasphemy, don't you?"

Jax nodded.

"Yes, yes. It's a very appropriate name, but we call it the evil weapon. It's actually not bad. Look, Mr. Jax. The void is like a puddle of smelly and disgusting shit, and the evil weapon doesn't give in.

What do we get when we mix two puddles of shit together?"

Jax had to admit one thing, he had begun to like the way this man talked about things. Although he claimed to be a scholar and a mage, his conversation did not have the sour smell of them at all. It was simple, direct, and sufficient.

interesting.

As for being vulgar? That's not within his scope of consideration.

Jax replied: "A bigger puddle of shit."

"Yes, you are right."

He Shenyan laughed: "Where did you come from? That plain outside the city?"

"Yes."

"Ah, you must have seen my masterpiece. The place should become a little difficult to walk, right? I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. But some of their tentacles are still stirring underground, so I left a backup plan.

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"Did you create the magic power of the riots?"

"Yes, that's right. Speaking of which, Mr. Jax, why are you here? I think with your strength and that mysterious lamppost, you don't need to be so shabby."

There was a wry smile on Jax's face under the mask. Of course he knew that his clothes had not been washed for many days. The original purple color was almost turning into black, but in Shurima, if you dare to use water to wash your clothes, you will wait.

Let's get beaten.

Although Jax was confident that no one could defeat him in a one-on-one duel, he didn't want to go around with the reputation of being a waste of water.

"Same as you, Mr. He. I also came here after tracing the void."

After hesitating for a moment, Jax told everything he had encountered before. He was not good at thinking, so he might as well leave it to this mage to do such a thing.

Mages are usually philosophers. From their perspective, there is no question that they cannot answer.

He Shenyan nodded: "There are two possibilities. First, the girl was fabricated by illusion. You said you trusted her too quickly, so we have to add the possibility of charm."

"As for the second possibility... Well, Mr. Jax. How about you recall the girl's face?"

Jax did as he was told, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw an illusory blue spirit standing in front of him and the mage. Just above the roof, it was the little girl.

"This...her?" Jax looked at the lawyer and then at the little girl. He spread his hands and was speechless.

"Don't get me wrong, this is just a small visualization spell. I have accessed part of your surface thinking, which is the image of her you just imagined. Now we can take a good look at this little girl who appeared out of nowhere."

Jax did what he said and looked at it carefully. But no matter how he looked at it, the girl was just an ordinary child. There was nothing special about her. There was nothing suspicious about her from head to toe.

"I don't see anything wrong with her," Jax said, shaking his head.

"Do you know, Mr. Jax?" The mage suddenly frowned, walked into the girl's phantom a little, and then asked.

"What?"

"Sometimes, no problem is the biggest problem." The mage said slowly, and finally snapped his fingers.

The girl began to grow rapidly, her face became mature, and her posture became strong. The linen clothes were replaced with a suit of armor, and she held a disk in her hand, the edge of which shone sharply.

The mage took a few steps back.

"Sometimes, I really hope that I guess wrong." He said, then turned to look at Jax, who was stunned, and stretched out his hand to pat him.

"Judging from your reaction, you should know who she is, right?" he asked.

Of course Jax knows.

How could he not recognize it?

During the period of Icathia's stubborn resistance, he fought on the city wall more than once with the Ascended Ones and the heroic mortal soldiers of the Shurima Empire. Among them was a woman who was not tall, but the most powerful. Whenever they attacked

At the beginning of the city, she always takes the lead and always rushes to the first place. The sharp and huge disc in her hand has harvested the lives of countless people in Ikasia.

That is the greatest emperor of the ancient Shurima Empire, Queen Setaka. The leader of the Ascended Ones, the son of the yellow sand, the most noble bloodline in the world.

"...No, I don't believe it." Jax muttered.

"I don't believe she is still alive...and she was the one who reminded me of the traces of those things. How is this possible?!"