Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

"Drink!"

With a roar, the ax was chopped into the head of the twisted creature in front of him.

The man took back his ax that was stuck in its head, and disgusting mucus flowed all over the floor. He looked back and saw two other smaller ones squatting in the corner, their tentacles flying in the shadows, and their skin bulging. As he watched,

Just when something was about to come out of the body - an ax struck down again.

The ax kept swinging down, accompanied by his slight sobs. After a moment, he lit the match and walked out of the house.

The streets were deserted, but the screams could not be heard.

The sudden martial law...the disappearing guards, and the purple light.

The man's temples were jumping. He tried hard not to recall the faces of his wife and two lovely daughters. He kept convincing himself that they had become monsters, but human emotions were obviously not so easy to ignore.

Two lines of hot tears flowed down his eyes. He clenched the ax in his hand and began to limp toward the distance.

He still remembered that General Swain's military camp was there. The people who came to deliver food two days ago said that they were back. Maybe that is the only place that is safe now...

"In the end what happened?!"

Mars asked as he ran. The red-haired woman leading the way obviously had no interest in answering his question at this time. She just threw out the dagger in her hand and accurately hit a meat ball-like person on the street in front of him.

Creatures, dozens of happy faces moaning and blasphemous cries on the surface of the flesh ball.

The dagger penetrated deeply into its body and teleported it away in a burst of red light. Katarina's complexion became a little paler, and she somewhat underestimated the cost of using Shunbu to teleport this thing away. But she

Still bearable.

Now, she can answer questions.

"Do you think I know what's going on?"

"Damn it! Lower your head!"

You don't need to say it.

Katarina snorted coldly. As one of the only three blade masters, her body jumped up and rolled freely in the air. She happened to avoid a slashing sword, and a man came from the alley to their right.

He walked out of the shadows. His face had completely disappeared, revealing the bloody muscle tissue underneath.

What made Mars feel nauseous was that he already had many faces on his body. This man stood naked in front of them, with all the faces on his body. He raised his sword and rushed towards Catalina excitedly.

Go: "You're mine!"

His wish failed to come true.

Mars stopped him and brought the blade into close contact with his brain. In just half an hour, the situation took a turn for the worse. People began to kill each other. What was even worse was that they would lie on top of each other after killing each other.

They even stir up their private parts. Some even do these two things together, and many atrocities that can be called anti-humanity are staged one by one.

What is most difficult for Mars to accept is that they act as if they are happy with it.

Damn it...you're Noxians!

"Sir Swain asked me to take you back, but now it seems that we have to find him first. Do you have any objections?"

"It would be best if you knew he was there." Mars said dryly. He forced himself not to look at the man's body anymore. Those faces... Damn, they are still twitching!

He almost immediately blamed the mages for these things. While Mars was scolding those damn mages in his heart, he and Katarina searched for possible survivors and traces of Swain in the city. However, he didn't know

Unfortunately, his guess was wrong.

In the palace.

The emperor of the empire, Burnham Darkwill, was kneeling on the ground like a dog. He was naked and panting with excitement. A smooth and fleshy thigh protruded from the darkness in front of him,

It accurately stepped on his head. Not only did Darkwill not feel displeased at all, on the contrary, he lowered his head deeper.

In the darkness, two orange-yellow lights flickered.

A female voice that sounded reminiscent of bed and temptation said happily: "How did things go?"

A skeleton stepped out of the darkness behind Darkwill.

Its voice was hoarse and unpleasant, but the previous viciousness had disappeared without a trace, leaving only fear and respect: "According to your instructions, the seeds have been planted, and it is only a matter of time before it infects the entire Immortal Fortress. But some people's

The will seems not to be affected by it, do we need to send the soldiers below the fortress?"

"No, no. That is a gift, and of course the gift must be given to the right person, my dear. Do you think so?" The thigh stepped on Darkwill's head, and she heard a dog bark.

The female voice laughed with satisfaction, deliberately blurring the boundary between laughter and moans. Darkwill's head was buried lower, and his trembling became more and more intense, and then - crack!

That thigh crushed his head.

"Pull his body down. Alas, it's only been a few years. Human beings are really inexperienced...are you right?"

The skeleton was about to speak, but the female voice spoke impatiently: "Forget it, forget it, you'd better leave quickly. I'm annoyed when I see you skeletons - why don't you let me skin you? I believe it.

I, my craftsmanship is very good. You will feel the pain and pleasure intertwined...ah..."

She shivered and screamed, the muscles of the outstretched leg tightened, and her toes curled up among the blood and brain on the ground.

The skeleton didn't say anything, he lowered his head and left quickly.

The other side of the city.

"Who is coming?!"

The soldiers on the fence of the military camp raised their repeating crossbows in vigilance. They were not deaf, and the continuous screams made many people tense up.

The man standing below raised his hands, his ax hanging on his waist, and shouted: "It's me! Elton Ben Fernand! Do you still recognize me? I retired half a year ago! I am the Shield

From the WHO!”

The soldier on the wall squinted and looked at him carefully, then put down the crossbow in his hand. He shook his head apologetically: "Sorry, man! I have seen you, but General Swain said before leaving that any

No one is allowed to enter or go out!"

Elton didn't force it, he just said: "Okay! Since it is the general's order, can you throw down a shield and sword for me?"

He showed an expression that seemed to be crying and smiling: "...I really don't want to use an ax anymore."

Not long after, a shield and an ax were hung down with ropes. The soldier then said: "You can wait below the wall! The general may come back soon. He remembers each of us. You will retire only after you retire."

He won’t forget you in half a year!”

Elton looked down at his crooked right leg and said nothing.

The Swain they were talking about was very bad now, very bad.

When the purple light quickly spread to the entire city, Swain quickly found a bunker. This was the instinct of a soldier. He hid behind the fountain. Thain did not move at all. He didn't bother to hide.

The purple light swept across their bodies. Thain's body didn't even sway. He looked at the towering palace and clicked his tongue. But Swain shook his head. He felt a sudden sensation at that moment.

An indescribable pleasure spread throughout his body. He had never felt such a feeling before.

For a moment, he really wanted to indulge in it - but the long sword in his hand made him wake up quickly. Swain stood up and completely threw that feeling out of his mind. Seeing this, Thane smiled with satisfaction

laugh.

"How to do it?"

Unconsciously, he had regarded Swain as the one giving orders.

"General, we must return to our base!" Swain replied decisively.

"I don't think the few soldiers we have left can reverse the current situation, and, do you hear me?"

Thain pointed to the other side of the street, and screams mixed with laughter came. It was obvious that the purple light was more than what it seemed.

"No, General. I didn't think about reversing the situation. You're right. The few soldiers we have left can't do much, but at least - I got the news out."

Faced with such a bad situation, Swain laughed. He continued: "Darius has received my news and he will leave for home immediately. The condition of the Immortal Fortress can at least be seen from the sea.

Qing. And Horez, who is closest to the Immortal Fortress, will send someone over soon."

"City defense battle..."

Thain didn't say anything more. Since someone was willing to give a plan that seemed to be reliable, he didn't show off his superficial understanding of tactics. After all, he didn't have any tactics at all when he fought - if you

Gathering all the troops to attack is called tactics.

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"Mr. Kronos? Where are you going?"

Astartes did not answer Kai's question. He stretched out his hand and pressed the young man down on the chair, and then asked solemnly: "How many days will it take to reach Noxus from here at the earliest?"

Ji frowned. This was the first time he had seen the Astartes look so serious: "The fastest way is by water, which takes seven days. Why are you going to Noxus?"

"Kill." Cronus spit out this cold word. At this moment, the door of the Mage Tower was opened. A masked young man wearing purple clothes walked in from the outside.

When he saw the tall Cronus, he was stunned for a moment, then saluted him: "So it's you."

"you know me?"

"We have never met, sir. But I have seen your heroic appearance in battle through the spiritual vision." He said respectfully.

Cronus forced himself to calm down. When he thought about those damn demons making trouble somewhere in the world, he felt his heart begin to twitch abnormally, both hearts. A kind of killing.

Longing and deep hatred filled his mind.

He continued to ask: "Where can I take a boat?"

Before the latter could answer, Shen preempted him: "Are you going on a trip?"

Astartes laughed out loud: "No."

Then, his voice became very soft, but it made people feel chilling: "I want to kill something."

Shen frowned: "Forgive me, but, sir, where are you going?"

"Noxus."

Seeing that this polite boy suddenly appeared and wanted to ask more questions, Kronos said impatiently: "About this matter, you'd better not ask or pry. Trust me, I know.

Too much is not good for you. Now, tell me how to reach Noxus as quickly as possible!"

At the end, his voice was even close to a roar. Shen was not angry. He had seen the scene of this noble man fighting through the spiritual world before, and understood that something big must have happened to make him so anxious.

Therefore, he said: "If you don't mind, I can take you there."

"how to get to?"

"Please hold my hand."

Astartes did as he was told. He turned back to Ring and said: "If He comes back, tell him...if I am corrupted, remember to kill me completely and don't spare a hand."

Shen closed his eyes, and purple light gradually filled the soles of his feet, and he began to communicate with the spirit world. Astartes felt nothing, but in an instant, he came to another place in the purple light.

Shen opened his eyes, took out the steel knife from his back, and said in a wary tone: "Now I know why you are so anxious."

"You'd better leave quickly, otherwise, if you are corrupted, I will kill you immediately." Kronos pulled out his chainsword and said amidst the roar.

Beside them, there were burned houses everywhere, people's corpses were arranged in a blasphemous manner, and their blood was intertwined and pooled on the ground. Astartes could hardly suppress the anger in his heart just by looking at this scene.

Oh, these damn demons!

There was anger in Shen's voice, and he asked in a low voice: "Can you please reveal who did this? In addition...if you are talking about the ubiquitous evil energy, they cannot contaminate me.

"

He tapped his temple: "...the ancestors protect me."

Kronos looked at him deeply: "I hope so, but you must remember one thing - as long as you show the slightest abnormality, I will kill you immediately."

"Of course."

Shen nodded. He had already 'seen' the surrounding scene just now, and also saw those people who were infiltrated by evil energy. That kind of ugliness was completely unacceptable to him.

But what he couldn't accept even more was another thing: even if these people were Noxians... they shouldn't be treated like this, and if these things spread...

He didn't dare to think about it any more.

Astarte glanced at him again, and then began to walk forward. His footsteps were heavy, with the sound of something running. It seemed that he was walking in a random direction. And from beginning to end, he did not say anything.

Who could have done such a thing?

Shen followed, and he suddenly realized that this was probably not something that humans could do.