Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Legends about darkin are not uncommon in the continent of Valoran. The aftermath of these fallen god warriors fighting with each other is still taboo even hundreds of years later. They were sealed into their own weapons, but soon

Few know exactly where they were sealed - Nasus is one of them.

The dog-headed man was delayed in the camp for a while. He told the people not to panic, he would be back soon. Then he took his scepter and set off with the wizard and Jax. They passed through Faraj again.

The endless plains of the race, the desert climate will become cold and cruel at night. But the three of them are not mortals, and the bad weather means nothing to them.

"...At that time, the ruler of the dynasty was His Majesty Azir. He was a wise monarch, but it was a pity that he did not know people well. The collapse of the dynasty may have been doomed at that moment."

As Nasus walked, he calmly told He Shenyan these forbidden secrets. He seemed to have no intention of keeping secrets. Jax understood him. Shurima has been destroyed, and the secrets of the past are worthless.

The need for protection. Just like Icacia, he does know the exact location of several ancient Icacia treasures, and one of them was even buried by his own hands.

But what's the point? Treasures are for living people.

The mage nodded. In fact, he was not very interested in these histories. He just wanted to know how the magic of the ancient Shurima Empire developed. After he asked this question, Nasus pondered for a while. The dog-headed man asked doubtfully.

Said: "In my opinion, your attainments in magic have already reached their peak. You may not be satisfied with Shurima's magic."

"That's not what I said, Nasus."

The mage stretched out his right hand. Under the drooping night of Shurima, the endless shining stars in the sky suddenly dropped a little starlight and fell on his right hand. He Shenyan clenched his right fist and opened it again. The starlight had changed.

It became a blue gem, glowing under the night.

"Magic has no end, I firmly believe this. Just like this new spell I thought of recently, it pulls starlight and then condenses them into a spell medium. It has a very good affinity for star-type spells."

"While I don't need this gem to add a bridge between me and magic, what about others? I can use this gem as a raw material to make new things, thereby developing more spells. This is what creation

That’s where the fun lies, Nasus.”

"A mage will never be dissatisfied with too many spells, only too few. The same attitude towards knowledge is the same. If a mage loses his thirst for knowledge, then he is probably not far from death.

Already."

Jax, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke, and he answered: "I agree. The same is true for martial arts. During the hundreds of years I have been wandering. For the first hundred years, I was wandering in Freljord, and the locals

His ability to use giant swords and axes is outstanding. But what I learned in Icacia was how to use long swords and various long weapons."

"The Ionians are good at all kinds of weapons, and they also have many local weapons that I haven't seen before. For example, their special long knives are very good at dealing with unarmored enemies."

"Even the vulgar pirates of Bilgewater's use of scimitars is worth learning. They integrate their cunning and ruthlessness into the weapons in their hands. The cruelty revealed in every swing is

It makes me feel disgusted and want to master this method.”

Jax rarely said so many words in one breath. He paused and then said: "...Maybe it's greed, but I'm enjoying it."

He Shenyan laughed: "This is not greed. Real masters often have the heart of an apprentice."

This discussion, which could be classified as philosophical, made Nasus rarely think for a long time. He had been silent for a long time in the past, but at that time he had been haunted by ghosts from the past in his mind.

When daylight just dawned, they arrived at the place Nasus had mentioned.

The scenery here is no different from other deserts in Shurima, the same desolation, the same yellow sand everywhere. The dog-headed man knelt down on one knee, lowered his head, wielded his scepter, and recited the words Ancient Shuri

At Ma's words, the yellow sand spread out in front of him, revealing the building below. The ground began to shake, and the sound of rumbling could be heard endlessly.

When the commotion finally subsided, the scenery in front of them had changed from a desert to a temple. Four huge stone pillars stood on the ground, and the floor tiles with exquisite patterns were still as bright as new, as if they had not been affected by any time at all.

Normally. But the spaces between the stone pillars were empty. Where the flags should have been hung, there were now only tattered red cloths, rustling in the wind.

In the center of the temple, there is a huge sword. An unknown blood color spreads on the sword, and just under the handle is a scarlet thing that is beating like a heart.

Nasus looked at the giant sword with complicated eyes and said slowly, "This is Aatrox."

Even Jax, who had a blood feud with him, had to admit one thing: he felt sad for what happened to Aatrox.

This has nothing to do with stance, but the sorrow between warriors. A soul that was once extremely powerful is now locked in its own weapon, losing its proud and powerful body that has been battle-hardened, and spending so long alone in the darkness.

time......

This is not the ending a warrior deserves. He should die on the battlefield. Of course, it would be best if he was killed by me. Jax thought.

The mage stared at the giant sword with great interest. He laughed, which made Nasus feel a little creepy for some reason: "Interesting sealing magic, but... it's really rude of you to stare at people like this."

of."

As his voice fell, a person who made Nasus couldn't help but hold the scepter slowly appeared. She emerged from the air, and her appearance was unpredictable.

Her long golden hair flows around her shoulders. She looks young, but her eyes are not. They are full of vicissitudes of life and wisdom beyond her years.

One is a full purple, and the other is a dusk purple. She is wearing a thin silk robe, the too bright color is incompatible with the desert, and a thin rope is tied around her waist. There is a golden key hanging on it.

A bright purple scarf was wrapped around her neck, with star-like tassels at the end twisting around between her fingers.

"How dare you appear in front of me again?!"

Nasus let out a furious roar, and his figure grew much larger out of thin air. He skyrocketed to a height of ten meters, and flames ignited on his skin that could directly burn his soul. The storm and flames formed by the yellow sand entangled around him,

Nasus only had murderous intent in his eyes, and his scepter, which had also become huge, lit up with black light, and he rushed towards the woman.

The woman chuckled and disappeared. Nasus hit the ground with a powerful and heavy blow. The blow directly spread hundreds of meters and vaporized large tracts of yellow sand.

"Don't be so angry, Nasus. Wasn't our deal a success?"

She appeared again and asked with a smile, but she only received an even more angry roar from the dog-headed man. He rushed towards the woman again. This time, she opened a portal and teleported Nasus in. The mage

He held his hands and watched what she did with cold eyes. Only the expression on his face could express his deep contempt.

The woman turned her head and bowed to He Shenyan: "Hello, strange traveler."

She raised her head, the smile on her face still strong: "I want to make a deal with you, how about it?"

"not so good."

"Don't be so anxious. After listening to my conditions - cough! How is it possible?!" Before she could finish her words, she saw the mage's figure dissipate and disappear in the same place, using the exact same method as she disappeared before.

. Then she received a heavy punch in the abdomen. The woman flew backwards and her body rolled several times on the floor tiles of the temple.

The pain she had not felt for a long time made her frown, and she had almost forgotten this strange feeling. The throbbing pain made her face turn pale. This was not over yet, a strange magic power came over her.

The rush inside her body began to destroy her stable body structure, and even made her unable to concentrate on thinking.

But what she couldn't understand the most was how he met her?

"Can't figure it out?"

The woman raised her head, and the mage's handsome face was right above her, looking down at her with a smile: "I originally planned to go to you... but I didn't expect you to dare to come to me first. This is true.

What an unexpected surprise.”

"Twilight Star Spirit, Maisha. That's your name, right?"

Maisha didn't answer. She tried to communicate with the energy of the astral world to stay away from this dangerous mortal, but she failed. The astral energy that used to be like an arm and command was far away from her at this time, and she didn't even pay attention to it.

Pay attention to her. As she tried, another sharp pain came from her brain, causing her to let out a heart-breaking scream.

"You can't kill me..." She gasped and said without any image in the interval of severe pain.

"Really?" He Shenyan put on a very surprised expression, full of sarcasm.

"I have doubts about your intelligence. In addition, I am also deeply worried about the future of your race. How can you say such stupid words?" He shook his head as he spoke, looking distressed.

"Can't you feel the forbidden spells I arranged the moment you appeared? You have lost the ability to use magic now, Ms. Maisha. You are just a fish waiting to die."

He paused for a few seconds and then made a look of realization.

"Oh, I understand. You just don't have a brain. I almost forgot that creatures like you, which are made of pure energy, will never remember to give yourself a brain when you make your own body.

I'm sorry, I blamed you wrongly."

He Shenyan seemed to apologize sincerely.

The mage's harsh words didn't make Maisha angry, it wasn't even insulting, but he revealed the nature of the stars with one sentence, which made Maisha's expression change drastically.

There are countless legends about the protoss in the mortal world, and the Rakkor people on Mount Targon have the most pious belief in them. Mortals think that they are the incarnations of the stars in the astral world, powerful ancient creatures, and noble beyond the understanding of mortals.

exist.

But in fact, Maisha herself knows their true nature.

"Don't be surprised, you idiot. You can be considered a mage after all. Why didn't you cast even one protective spell before taking action? Seriously, even if you cast the lowest level automatic triggering shield, I would

Once you have worked hard, there won’t be anything left in your pitifully developed brain except the excrement of conspiracy and conspiracy, right?”

"It stands to reason that the longer you live, the deeper your wisdom becomes. But in you, I only see shallowness, ignorance, arrogance, and a vicious heart that is not even comparable to that of a woman bargaining at the vegetable market. Become a star on Mount Targon.

Is it fun to control the fate of mortals? I think you are involved in it."

Maisha tried her best to maintain her dignity as a star spirit: "Your words are meaningless to me, mage. We can still have a good talk while -"

"What about this?"

The mage interrupted her with a chuckle. He stepped forward and kicked Maisha in the face, and crushed her twice with his feet.

"How! How dare you?!"

The hypocritical demeanor she tried to maintain collapsed in an instant, and for the first time a furious and twisted expression appeared on her face. Although the level of insult of being stepped on the head was not as high as that of Ji Tou Si, it was not far behind.

It's a pity that she can't do anything now except be incompetent and furious.

"I just dare, and you can't do anything about it. What? Are you going to stare me to death with your eyes, or are you going to drown me with your spit? You dirty bug, you are worse than even a stone in the world.

You came here with nobility. Oh, by the way, you looked so ugly before you had plastic surgery with magic power that even a void insect would be ashamed."

"You looked through my memory?!"

Maisha's last dignity was severely torn to pieces. She felt fear and shame for the first time, and was even on the verge of collapse. If there was a mirror at this time, she would find that the expression on her face at this time was different from the expressions on her face.

The innocent mortals are no different.

"Yes, it's as easy as reading a book - let me put it another way. It's as easy as you can fool those mortals."

He Shenyan was still smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes.

He has long known about the existence of the protoss on Mount Targon. Every time he arrives in a new world, the first thing he does is to scan the whole world with his mental tentacles. There are many powerful beings in Runeterra, and the protoss can count.

It's a pity that the strongest ones among them were all doing lousy things.

Sithorne wouldn't do such a dishonest thing.

Let me tell you what Maisha, the twilight star spirit, has done in her long life.

The collapse of the ancient Shurima Empire was caused by her. The reason is simple, just for fun. Such incidents are not uncommon in He Shenyan's knowledge.

Many Immortals who have lived too long and are too strong and have nothing to do like to find something to do for themselves. They usually choose to have fun with mortals. This is why Gu Yi first started looking for those people after becoming the Supreme Mage.

A powerful being talks about life.

But Maisha's level of bad taste...how do I describe it? It's like that famous bad joke.

A little girl asked her mother: "Mom, what is a bad joke?"

"Oh, it's easy, kid. Did you see that uncle across the street who has no hands? Go over and ask him to give you a round of applause."

"But I'm blind, Mom."

"now it's right."

Bad jokes, also known as hell jokes. It means that if you laugh, you will go to hell, and Maisha does this kind of thing every day. She discovered the void and threw this race that traveled among the stars to Valoran.

That is, below the city of the Icathians. Then he communicated with the Icathians who were eager to protect the country and bewitched them, allowing them to release the void.

As a result, the ancient Shurima Empire was severely weakened and on the verge of collapse. Countless lives died, whether they were soldiers, civilians, or ascended ones. And the reason why she did all this was not to help the poor Icathians.

Defend the attack from Shurima.

She just does it for fun.

He Shenyan read her memories. Maisha's attitude towards mortals was like treating ants. When she was interested, she would feed them something to eat. If she was in a bad mood that day or had other thoughts, she would treat them like ants.

Play until death.

Maisha trembled and said: "You and I are the same existence... You are even more powerful than me. Why do you do this for those mortals?! They are just stupid and ignorant little beings! We are

God——"

"——No, I'm not. God is not a good word."

The mage answered her calmly: "From the beginning to the end, I have regarded myself as a member of the human race. I have never thought of oppressing and playing tricks on my compatriots. This is the biggest difference between you and me."

Maisha stared at him and suddenly let out a harsh and hollow laugh: "Hypocrisy! You hypocritical person! I don't believe you have such a powerful force that you can't help but look down on them!"

"Perhaps. You are right. I am indeed quite arrogant, and I know this myself. But who have you to accuse me?"

The mage let go of his feet, squatted down, looked at the Twilight Stars, and said slowly: "I have flaws in my character, and I never hide this. But humans are like this, no one is perfect - you

You must not understand, Maisha. Besides..."

He laughed: "Why hasn't the rescue you've been waiting for come yet?"

"Aren't they coming? Your compatriots are watching you being stomped on the head and insulted by me. I even blocked the ability to communicate with the energy of the astral world, and they are actually indifferent to it?"

He Shenyan raised his feet again: "Let me tell you a fact, Maisha. You are nothing. I will destroy your body and let you return to the star realm. Just wait there.

Go ahead and wait with your kind - wait for me to come to you."

With a soft sound, Maisha's head was crushed by his feet. Starlight scattered in the early morning Shurima sunshine and slowly disappeared.

"...That's really impressive."

Jax, who was watching the whole process, walked up to him and said.

"What do you mean?"

"Everything, whether it's your words to the Star Spirit or her lack of power to fight back, impressed me deeply."

"Ha." He Shenyan let out a laugh of unknown meaning and said, "You don't sympathize with her, do you?"

"...Do I look like an idiot?"

Jax scratched his head in confusion, wondering how the mage could ask such a question. He Shenyan laughed loudly and continued: "It's just a joke. Now, let me make our dog-headed friend

come back."