Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Elder Dulu still looked puzzled, and said: "What are you talking about, Huai Zhuo? What do you mean I have already figured it out?"

Huaizhuo's expression still calmed down, and his hands hung naturally by his side. The young man said slowly: "Why bother pretending anymore? You and I are not stupid people. If I guessed right, the shadow is already there.

Have you been ambush behind me for a long time?"

A burst of hoarse laughter sounded.

Racha's eyes widened in shock, and he saw Elder Duru shaking his head with regret: "Why do you have to speak so clearly, Huai Zhuo? I didn't want to kill you originally, but unfortunately...sometimes,

It's better to be a fool."

After speaking, he waved his hand.

Huai Zhuo immediately turned around and raised his hands in front of him. The pale yellow light formed a shield, but the expected attack did not come. He looked back at Elder Dulu, who had already taken out a weapon from nowhere.

He grabbed a short knife and rushed towards him.

His agility is simply not what he should be at his age. Even Huaizhuo has a hard time dealing with it. Elder Dulu even has the energy to fight and talk at the same time, leisurely as if he is teaching himself in a dojo.

's apprentice.

"You know, Huai Zhuo, you really shouldn't have told the truth. What a pity, I could have spared your life."

There was a sound like glass breaking. The short knife in Elder Dulu's hand pierced the light yellow shield in Huai Zhuo's hand, and penetrated into his left arm. Blood flowed out. Huai Zhuo's face was still calm.

Not much of a reaction.

Duru retracted his short knife, kicked the ground hard, and pulled back a distance. He continued unhurriedly: "Are you curious where the shadow went? He went to find the Racha. It's a pity, although I

I really wanted to let him live, but the Noxians were unwilling."

"They are really cruel to a fault, aren't they?"

Huai Zhuo turned a deaf ear to this and asked a question calmly: "Why you?"

"Why? Do you need a reason?"

Dulu seemed to have heard a big joke, and he laughed hoarsely again.

The doors and windows around the presbytery were closed tightly. Apart from their conversations and fighting, Racha found that he could no longer hear any other sounds. Even the moonlight seemed to be blocked and dimmed.

Huai Zhuo obviously noticed this. He shook his head and said: "You are really well-planned. You have even laid out the formation to seal off the sound. It seems that the plan to kill me was not planned in a day or two."

"Of course, you are my disciple. How can I feel at ease if I don't give you a death worthy of you?"

Dulu calmed down the expression on his face and said slowly: "Let you understand clearly, the Noxians did promise me a lot of things - but that is not the reason why I sacrifice my life for them."

"You should be able to guess why I made such a choice, Huai Zhuo." He said.

"Is it because of Purna?"

"As expected of you, you are my apprentice. You are very smart."

A smile flashed away, and Drew said: "But, I guess it's easy to guess."

Dulu nodded slightly. The old man seemed a little helpless at that moment.

He said: "I searched all the major spiritual temples and sects, even those charlatans and charlatans who were trying to trick me, but it was no use. She still died, and those damn monks were still alive.

Tell me that this is her life and ask me to express my condolences."

"Life?"

"My Puna is only seventeen years old. You grew up with her, Huai Zhuo. You know best what a good child she is. Why did Yangling take her away from me so early? Why?

?!"

By the end, he was almost roaring.

"So, you are looking for the Noxians?" Huaizhuo clenched his fists and asked softly.

"No, they found me." Drew smiled softly: "The Noxians said that they have a necromancer who can bring my Puna back from the sheep spirit."

Huai Zhuo's voice finally filled with anger: "Blasphemy! Your behavior not only brings shame to yourself, but also blasphemes the dead who have been sleeping for a long time! How dare you let those damn necromancers touch her body?!

Don’t you know what resurrection is in their mouths?!”

"Necromancer! Wake up! Duru!"

"As long as she can survive...it doesn't matter what she does." Drew said softly.

"I do not care anymore."

"It doesn't matter whether Ionia is invaded or whether I am infamy for eternity...what does it matter? I just want her to live, that's all."

"That's it for now, it's time to send you on your way."

After Dulu finished speaking, he walked towards Huai Zhuo. He walked slowly and leisurely, but he had great intimidation in Huai Zhuo's eyes.

He knew very well how strong his master was, and no one knew it better than him - when he was young, his master was alone in Presidium, the holy land of Ionia, and challenged seventeen dojos in a row, without any success.

Defeat.

Even if he is old, he should not be underestimated. The practitioners of Ionia never become weak due to age.

The pale yellow shields lit up again on Huai Zhuo's arms, and he put on a mysterious posture, which was full of flaws in Dulu's eyes.

He chuckled twice and said, "I taught you, but I don't know your level yet?"

He pointed at Huai Zhuo with his short knife, and said in a relaxed tone with a hint of resentment: "You spend three days fishing and two days drying nets. Your ability to release your inner Qi depends entirely on your talent. Three-Legged Cat Kungfu...

.If you had practiced more, you wouldn't be so weak now."

"Master, you will know if you try the Three-Legged Cat Kung Fu or not." Huai Zhuo smiled and actually took the initiative to attack Du Lu.

A few meters away, you'll be there in the blink of an eye.

Huai Zhuo's fist was extremely heavy, carrying that light yellow energy, and the sound of breaking through the air was heard. But the target he wanted to hit had long since disappeared. Duru walked around to his side at a ghostly speed.

When the old strength of Huai Zhuo was gone and the new strength was not regenerated, he hit him hard on the armpit with the back of the knife.

There was a feeling of soreness and numbness, and then he received a heavy kick on his chin. His whole body was kicked up into the air and he lay on the ground.

"Do I need to try? You are just a three-legged cat in kung fu. It embarrasses me... But it's good this way. It saves me a lot of effort in killing you." Dulu shook his head, and the short knife in his hand was pointed at him.

Throw it away with burning throat.

"clang!"

There was a sound of gold and iron intersecting. Huai Zhuo held the short knife in his hand and stood up slowly. He spat out blood, his teeth were covered with blood, and he said with a sad smile: "I'm not that useless, Master.

"

Dulu raised his eyebrows, took a good look at him, and then nodded: "Come again!"

In the blink of an eye, he collided with the short knife in Huai Zhuo's hand more than ten times with his fists and feet, which were also wrapped in light yellow energy. The moves were dangerous and fatal. But Huai Zhuo's moves were all taught by him, and Dulu even had the leisure to do so.

Taunting him: "I'm not good with my forehand, but I'm weak with my backhand!"

"Wrong! This move should be aimed at the throat!"

"Wrong again! How could you just stab me with a knife like this? Do you think other people are idiots like you?"

Rather than a dangerous life-and-death battle, this was more like a master teaching his disciples. But Huai Zhuo had been beaten so badly that he couldn't even open one of his eyes. This was what Dulu left behind with his peck on the eye.

The next masterpiece.

He added a kick and kicked Huai Zhuo away, and the short knife fell to the ground. Dulu shook his head slightly and stood there, not choosing to step forward to end his life.

Behind him, the burly man emerged from the darkness again and knelt down on one knee: "My subordinates are incompetent. When we arrived, the civilian named Racha had already escaped."

Dulu clasped his hands behind his back, and the wrinkles on his face even looked much younger in the moonlight. He said calmly: "It's okay, he can't escape. I have posted manpower at the gate of the city. Unless he flies out,

Otherwise, even gods will be unable to save him."

"Let's put this aside, what do the Noxians say?" he asked.

"They will launch a general offensive in three days. I hope you can respond in advance."

Drew sneered lowly: "That's not what I asked."

Shadow did not hesitate and immediately kowtowed. When he raised his head, his forehead was already covered with blood. But he seemed not to feel any pain at all and said respectfully: "They have picked up the lady and said, if everything goes well

, you can see Miss before the Soul Blooming Festival next year at the latest."

Dulu said gloomily: "They better not be lying to me...Okay, you can continue to check for traces of that Racha, and execute him on the spot when you find him. Remember to clean up the tail."

"As commanded."

The shadow slowly disappeared, and Dulu kicked up the short knife on the ground and held it in his hand. He stared at Huaizhuo, who was lying on the ground and panting, approached him, and asked: "Is there anything else you want to say?"

Huai Zhuo looked at the moonlight and asked with difficulty: "Do you know the consequences of doing this?"

"The lives were destroyed, there were countless casualties - what else could it be? Nothing more than this." Dulu said nonchalantly.

"Even if...you let Puna come back, will she still be the person you know? If she...is...cough!" Huaizhuo vomited a large mouthful of blood, flooding his mouth and nose.

He said inarticulately: "If...she is still the same...still the same Puna, what will she think of you?"

"That has nothing to do with me, I just hope she can survive, that's all." Dulu sighed inaudibly and said softly: "Don't worry, your father, I will let him die without pain.

of."

He held the dagger tightly, wanting to give his apprentice a painless death, but at this moment, heavy footsteps came from behind him.

Duru's eyelids twitched and he looked back. A blue-armored giant was slowly walking towards him. Next to him was the same Racha he had seen before. At this time, he was sweating profusely and had a look on his face.

He looked anxiously at Huai Zhuo, who was lying on the ground not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"I was really pecked in the eye by a swallow..." Dulu spat, his figure suddenly grew several inches, and his old face temporarily became younger. He held the short knife in his hand and moved toward the giant.

Start running.

This time, we must risk our lives.

Although he didn't know where the giant came from, Dulu was very discerning. He could see that the armor was seamless and had no gaps. Moreover, a person who could wear such a piece of armor could be called a war machine.

, his own strength is not that weak. But Dulu has absolute confidence in himself, and this confidence is built up little by little.

It's not like he has never killed such a large person before - from his experience, most of them have no dexterity at all, they are just idiots with great strength but clumsy hands.

Dulu was very fast and arrived in front of the giant in the blink of an eye. Using special footwork, he jumped up and stabbed his scarlet eyepiece with the short knife in his hand - did he succeed?

He suddenly felt light, and everything in the real world was moving away from him. The sorrow for his daughter, the guilt and madness for his hometown and apprentice all went away together. In a trance, he saw the ancient legend.

Kindred, the god of death, was standing in front of him.

Dulu stared at the sheep spirit and wolf spirit blankly for a long time, then he roared: "How is that possible?!"

"No, I don't believe it!"

He turned around furiously, about to escape the coming of death. The white sheep spirit plucked the bowstring in his hand, and a cold voice sounded in the moonlight: "You can hunt him down, wolf."

The wolf spirit, which was covered in darkness like a shadow and wrapped around the sheep spirit, let out an excited roar from its throat, rushed forward, and soon bit down Dulu's throat with its fangs.

real world.

Racha didn't see what just happened at all. He only knew that Elder Dulu suddenly became much younger and rushed over - and then, he was hit by the giant named Kronos beside him.

The punch turned into powder.

No bones remain.

The bloody scene made his face a little pale, but Racha had already gained some resistance after the previous training. He did not vomit, and the giant's cold voice came from above him after putting on the helmet: "Lower your head."

Racha immediately did so.

A gust of evil wind hit the back of his head. Out of the corner of his eye, Racha caught a glimpse of a dark figure, and a scream came out. Something hot splashed on his back. Racha raised his head tremblingly, and saw what he had seen before.

Half of the body of the burly man who arrived was lying in front of him.

Kronos slowly retracted his fist.

What he hates most is a betrayer, not to mention a bastard who won't even let go of his dead daughter. No matter how noble he says his goal is, Cronus is always sure of one thing: there is no such thing as no sequelae in the world.

resurrection spell.

His excellent hearing, coupled with the helmet's induction system, allowed him to clearly hear what the man named Dulu was saying from a very distance away, so he struck a little harder.

There was no other reason. Dulu reminded him of some equally stupid people. Without exception, they were all hateful betrayers who caused the empire to suffer great losses. Countless innocent people shed their blood because of them, Crono

Si roared in his heart, wishing he could find that Dulu and kill him again.

This was an act of anger. The Astartes knew about it, but he didn't particularly care.

Racha took three steps at a time and ran to Huai Zhuo's side. His pupils had begun to dilate, and even his consciousness began to slowly disappear. But Racha's anxious face made him temporarily wake up for a moment: "Yes.

..you?!"

He didn't know where the strength came from, and he suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed Racha's shoulder firmly: "Run! Run! Who asked you to come here! Run..."

Racha felt his shoulders were empty, Huaizhuo's hand slipped down, and he closed his eyes.

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"Is everything you said true, Mr. Racha?"

"Everything is true."

"Are you willing to swear an oath to your ancient ancestors?"

"I swear to my ancestors that everything I say is true."

The elder sitting on the main seat nodded and whispered to the elders around him for a while. Then, he said to Kronos sitting next to Racha: "Thank you for your generous help, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

He made a gesture, and soon someone came towards him with a bag of gold and silver jewelry. The elder said slowly: "Please forgive me, Ionia is about to face a war, and we don't have much to give you like this."

A powerful warrior as a reward. Please accept this meager gift of thanks."

"Money is of no use to me." Cronus did not wear a helmet. His handsome and even divine face had previously made it almost impossible for the elders to restrain the urge to kneel down - for this reason, they did not ask about his origins.

Some things are obvious at a glance. Such a noble person cannot have anything to do with Noxus.

"Please accept it, Your Excellency, we have nothing to offer you in return!" the elder said sincerely.

Cronus pondered for a while, picked up the bag of money, and said nothing more.

It didn't take long for him and Racha to walk out of the Council of Elders together. Presidian changed from its usual tranquility, and guards could be seen walking everywhere on the streets. Those Noxians either escaped or were detained in the dungeon.

Zhong. Racha was very lucky that he still remembered how to get to the mage's mage tower, otherwise...

While he was deep in thought, the giant's voice came from above his head again: "Do you know which family in the neighborhood is the poorest?"

Racha raised his head blankly: "This... Sir, I don't know. I don't have much social contact in Presidence."

Cronus nodded: "In this case, I will give this bag of property to you first."

He threw the heavy bag into Racha's hands and said in a low voice: "Whether you take it yourself or give it to the poor. The war is coming... What do you think about this?"

Racha looked at the bag and then at Cronus. He was still confused and said rather dullly: "I, I don't know, sir. I feel like I am in a dream... Short

So many things happened in just two days."

"Just say it's okay."

Racha hesitated for a while: "I don't understand why those Noxians came to invade us?"

"There are many reasons, and I also have many speculations. But in fact, their aggression does not need a reason." Kronos said: "Civil wars among humans are the most stupid. We should have a unified enemy, a unified enemy."

The goal is right..."

He sighed, and then remembered that he was actually in another dimension now, and seemed a little uninterested: "Just pretend I didn't say anything, Racha, I remember your name."

After saying this, he slowly left.