Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Cronus stood in the mage tower. He couldn't feel the magical atmosphere here, but he still knew that this tower could not be a simple human creation.

He stood in the hall on the first floor. Seeing his arrival, the armchairs and tables quickly changed to the size that fit his body shape. There was nothing on the ceiling - they could directly observe the stars outside, but they were still there when they arrived.

During the day, it was obvious that this was some kind of magic that he didn't know about.

mage.

Chewing these two words, he sat on a chair. The mage went to teach his disobedient female wolf a lesson. For a wolf, her size was obviously too big, and her intelligence was also very high. Gram

Ronos unconsciously began to think about how he would respond if he faced such a wolf. He soon realized what he was doing and shook his head.

She is not an enemy.

Not long after, the door of the tower was pushed open, and a young man with white hair walked in. He was also of high quality, and Cronus couldn't help but scolded himself: Why do you want to pull someone in when you see him?

War group?

However, another voice in his heart was also defending himself: This is understandable. The quality of the people in this place is too good. No one can resist it. After all...the war group is now withered.

The young man saw the tall warrior at a glance, and he first cautiously touched the short knife at his waist. However, he quickly relaxed after hearing the mage's commotion at the top of the tower.

The young man bowed to Cronus, and thanks to the magic of the mage, he could understand what the young man was saying: "My name is Ring, guest, please forgive me for being rude."

Cronus nodded, took off his helmet, and said in his own magnetic voice: "Cronos Tiberius. Who are you to him?"

Jie was not surprised by this somewhat abrupt question. He bowed slightly and said calmly, "I am studying with Mr. He."

"His disciple?"

"Although I really want to say this - at present, it seems that Mr. He does not have this intention, but I am already satisfied."

Jie nodded politely to him again, and then went upstairs.

On the top floor, he saw the mage whom he hadn't seen for a long time. He was sitting with Feng sitting under him and rubbing her head hard. He was a little envious and wanted to touch her too, but he didn't say anything. On the contrary, he seemed to be calm.

He Shenyan nodded: "You are back."

The mage smiled and nodded to him, then made an invitation gesture: "Do you want to come and give it a try?"

"..."

Jie Shang was just a few steps away from getting started. He had been feeding Feng for several months, but she wouldn't let Jie Shang touch her. This was a perfect opportunity. But looking at Feng's threatening eyes, he still didn't reach out.

He shook his head: "No, sir. Shen left ten days ago. He said that he had found the true meaning of balance."

He Shenyan nodded lightly: "Not bad, what about you?"

"Forgive me for being stupid, sir. I still can't understand the true meaning of balance - maybe, I won't be able to understand it in this life." Jie said with some bitterness.

"Everyone has his or her own path, so there is no need to underestimate yourself... What's more, do you really think that a balanced approach is the best?"

He Shenyan said meaningfully. Hearing this, Jie shook his head firmly.

"You see, this is the problem. You are resisting equilibrium. With such an attitude, how can you understand the true meaning of equilibrium?"

"However, I feel that I can no longer deceive myself, sir." Jie said sincerely. He rarely had such an open heart: "In the past, I only spoke unconditionally to repay the suffering of the master for his upbringing.

I believe in balance. However, after breaking free from that blind faith, I realized that balance is not the optimal solution."

"At least I can't convince myself to continue to work for a sect that has done countless evil things - I can't imagine that this is just what we discovered. And before this, before us, how many Kushuo issued

Such an order?"

Jie's body was trembling, and his face was very gloomy.

He Shenyan easily knocked on Feng's head. After receiving two crisp muffled sounds and an angry look from the latter, he smiled and said: "Don't completely deny the good things that the Kinkou Sect has done just because of a little evil. You

It’s too extreme, stop it.”

"But!"

Waving his hand to stop Jie who wanted to argue, the Master said calmly: "No matter what Kushuo became in the end, or what he was deceived by, the good deeds he has done cannot be erased.

Right and wrong must be viewed separately, caution. You used to treat the theory of suffering as a god, but now that this false idol has collapsed, you have begun to completely deny everything about it."

"Then, when the next statue you find is the same, the gold paint falls off, revealing the stone statue inside, will you also deny it completely?"

Without waiting for an answer, he continued: "Sometimes, people have to learn to give up those false idols - if you can't do this, you won't make any progress in your life. Take a good look outside, Ionia

How are people living? Tell me your truth."

"...Most people are doing well."

"What about the small part?"

"...I can't describe it, sir."

He Shenyan nodded: "What do you think about those evil spirits from the spiritual realm?"

Jie said without hesitation: "All evil spirits deserve to die."

The Master laughed and said, "Isn't that enough? You've dug too deeply into a corner, Jie. Just do whatever comes to mind. If you want to do good and save people, go help those poor poor people. If you want to take the place of the innocent people who died,

If you want to take revenge on them, go kill those damn evil spirits. And if you think that equilibrium is no longer suitable for today’s Ionia..."

After a meaningful silence, he smiled even more happily: "...Just do what you should do, don't hesitate, just follow your heart."

Follow your heart... Jie silently recited these four words in a trance, and heard He Shenyan's voice again: "Of course, it is very difficult to do this, so...

."

He heard a book being thrown on the table.

He looked up and saw that it was an ancient scroll. The mage pointed at the book and said, "Take it and study it. I will do a spot check after a week."

Jie's reaction after getting the book will not be expressed for the time being. Although he stomped downstairs with a face on his face, He Shenyan knew that he would probably be very excited. After all, this was proof that he was officially accepted into his sect.

.However, Jie’s qualifications are very good, so he doesn’t actually need to guide him. At most, he can correct him when he goes wrong in his practice.

As for now, he is torturing Feng.

It's not quite right to call it torture. After all, he just tied Feng to a cold stone platform and kept feeding her things like dragon heart and liver. Even though Feng had expressed many times that he couldn't eat anymore.

, but He Shenyan still didn't stop - Feng couldn't deceive him, and what she ate was turned into pure energy almost instantly.

My physique has been changed a lot, and it seems that it is time to take the next step.

The mage's pupils turned blue, and through Feng's skin, he saw the bones and flesh that had begun to metamorphose. Including her internal organs - she had already grown a third heart, but Feng didn't know anything about it.

Know.

How do we do this?

He thought about it seriously and realized that he only had enough materials left to support a large-scale transformation. After that, if he wanted to do this kind of transformation again, he would have to find a world with dragons to cut leeks - of course, it was

Evil dragon.

Feng's physical fitness is already comparable to some sub-dragon species, although she doesn't know this yet due to the suppression of the mage.

Want to add wings?

After thinking about a flying wolf in his mind, He Shenyan shook his head, forget it. It just doesn't make sense for dragon wings to grow on a wolf. How can I change it...

Feng, who was lying motionless on the stone platform, looked at the mage's contemplative profile, and felt a sudden chill in his heart for some unknown reason.

Three days later.

"Yes, just like that, grow your mouth bigger - grow bigger!" The mage stretched out his hand and pinched Feng's mouth, and she whined non-stop.

Forced to have no choice but to open her mouth, He Shenyan nodded with satisfaction, pointed at her teeth, and said with satisfaction: "I told you it won't hurt, and I'm not one of those people who lied to you and said it didn't hurt, but it hurt."

Dentist to death.”

"woo woo woo woo!"

"...Who taught you to curse?"

"Ohh Ohh ohh!"

"You won't have anything to eat at night again!" He Shenyan threatened.

She immediately calmed down, and the mage sat astride her. Feng's size was already exaggerated. After three days and three nights of sleeping, she found that her size had become several times her original size when she woke up.

, which frightened her. When dragons are frightened, they often use their natural abilities - breathing fire, drawing thunder, etc.

As a result, the mage's tower suffered a disaster. Although it did not cause any real destruction, big movements were inevitable. The wind can now spit fire, wave its claws to cause thunder and lightning, and can even fly in the wind for a short time - consider

As of now, she is just a young sub-dragon, and she should be able to actually fly in the near future.

He Shenyan was smiling and in a very good mood. In fact, the transformation of the wind was just a way for him to relax. However, seeing that he had completely designed a new creature from scratch gave him a considerable sense of accomplishment.

Strong.

The wind calmed down, allowing the mage to sit on top of her. One person and one wolf (?) sat on the top of the tower, looking at the Ionian night sky, without moving for a long time.

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Cronus rarely went out in the past three days. He tried to go out for a walk on the first day he came to Ionia, but it soon caused panic in the streets. Fortunately, he took him back quickly.

When he arrived at the Mage Tower, he wouldn't have any conflicts with the guards from the Presbyterian Church.

With no choice but to read books about Ionian customs in the tower.

Among them, he read the most books on the spiritual field. Obviously, this Astarte thought of something else. Jie Ze locked himself in the door and studied hard. He Shenyan could feel his mental fluctuations.

It lasted for a while, almost never stopping.

It can be said to be quite peaceful these days, but as we all know, peace never lasts long.

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Racha wiped the sweat from his face. It was not easy to walk with a load of goods under the scorching sun, but he was happy to do so for the sake of livelihood. What's more, being a porter was much easier than working in the fields before.

He has been doing this job for almost five months. In Presidence, anyone can find his or her own position. And the pay is quite generous. The money he got from working as a porter in five months was as much as the money he got from working in the fields.

Nian. Racha himself was surprised that the remuneration here was so generous. He even felt faintly uneasy - there was too much money!

His colleagues laughed at him and said that only a country boy like you would have such troubles. Racha laughed it off. He was indeed from the country and he was indeed the only one who had such troubles. How could he deny the fact?

Sometimes, he would still think of the monk. He never told others about it, but he often thought of it. And the fisherman, caution and caution.

I wonder how the fisherman is doing now?

Thinking of this, he smiled.

It didn't take long for him to enter the city. The porters usually put the goods at the inn, and then the caravans would come here to transport the goods. Their payment was paid monthly. After doing all this, he came to

From his own residence, he took the fishing rod and went out.

Yes, in the past few months, he has basically spent his spare time on the river outside the city - he is now also a slightly famous fisherman. Racha was a little surprised by this, he never thought that he

He is also quite talented in fishing, and all he catches are big fish.

After leaving the city, the scenery on the road was very good. The scenery in Ionia is always so beautiful and pleasant. He heard the birds chirping on the branches and the sounds of small animals such as squirrels. Racha's face was unconscious.

With a smile on his face, he walked along the roadside and soon reached the river.

But this time, his fishing plan did not go smoothly.

He saw two Noxians dressed in black conversing by the river - it was easy to tell them apart, not just in appearance. Noxians preferred to carry weapons.

Going out, these two people gave Racha a sense of threat like thorns on his back.

He hid behind a tree and carefully listened to their conversation.

"What is the order from the Empire?"

"Keep lurking, it's not time to start a war yet."

"We have been lurking for three years, and the War Masons have never been lurking for so long - if we fail, the name of the War Masons will forever be remembered on the Empire's Pillar of Shame."

"That's not something you should worry about. Speaking of which, how are you monitoring the mage tower?"

One person snorted coldly: "I can't get close at all - as soon as I get close, the spells will start to confuse me. Damn mages... They also have their shadow in this Far Eastern land!"

"What about other than that?"

"The mage seems to have left and is no longer in the tower."

"Very good, continue to monitor. Presidence is the heart of Ionia. If the empire wants to win here at the minimum cost, we must destroy it in one go."

The man hesitated: "I quite like this place... I hope the empire won't bring those damn poisonous gases here."

"Poison gas... is a dirty thing. Frontal combat is what the real Noxians do! I really don't know what the Empire is thinking, but they actually let those sewer rats from Zaun join us!"

Racha broke into a cold sweat as he listened. Invasion? Noxus is going to invade Ionia?! Damn it, he knew these Noxians had no good intentions...His

His brain was almost turned into mush and he couldn't think properly, but based on instinct, Racha still understood what he should do most now.

He quietly moved away from the two war masons who didn't even know that their conversation was overheard, then came to the main road and ran towards the city.

After entering the city, Racha breathed heavily and forced himself to calm down. He walked towards the direction of the Presbyterian Church. In most places in Ionia, there are only Presbyterian Councils composed of elders, who are used to judge some

disputes and other minor matters, but the Presbyterian Council also has another responsibility. They can report important matters directly to the province.

Yes, Presbyterian.

After determining the target, he continued to run in that direction.