Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

If someone looks down from the sky at this time, they will find that at this very moment, only one place in the Immortal Fortress, the capital of Noxus, still has the breath of living people - it is just a small military camp, a similar building

There are seventeen in the entire Immortal Fortress, but this one is the only one still resisting.

"Hold your ground!"

The squadron leader roared and walked on the city wall, tapping the shield with the sword blade in his hand to boost the morale of the soldiers. He roared and said: "We will never retreat! Understand! We have no way to retreat!"

When Swain walked onto the city wall, this was what he heard. He nodded approvingly to the squadron leader and motioned him to go elsewhere to inspect the defense line. Then, he spoke to the only remaining wounded soldiers.

A tone with no hint of joy or anger.

"This is a losing war - we are going to lose."

Everyone looked at him eagerly. Even after receiving such a devastating blow to morale, they did not speak out hastily. Instead, they waited for his next words. After all, they all knew what Swain was like.

The name of the ‘Death Crows’ Legion, which fights to the death, is not what they say, but what they have fought with Swain for more than twenty years. The only time they retreated was because they faced that giant.

"However, according to the tradition of the legion, we still will not retreat. Does anyone have any objections?"

No one spoke, only a lame soldier shouted loudly: "Sir! Elton Ben Fernand, the second company of the Shield Guards, applies to return to the team!"

Swain followed the voice and showed a rare smile: "Isn't this the captain of my second company of shield guards? Your application has been approved!"

He continued: "I must tell you - we will not receive any support, we will not receive any supplies. The food in the camp is only enough for us to eat for three days, and our arrows are only enough to support five volleys. We men

People were injured, and we even lost 70% of our comrades."

"Unlike before, the enemies we have to face this time are not German dogs, barbarians, or the ignorant soldiers of those hypocritical kings. What we have to face are our own compatriots, our own citizens. But I think

You have seen them now. If there is anything we can do for them - it is death."

Swain's eyes flashed with two points of fire, and his voice was reminiscent of a war horn: "Does anyone have an opinion?"

Still no one spoke, and his soldiers responded to him with the same look. Swain knew that look, he had seen it countless times, and every time it made him feel excited and unable to control himself. That was what he was willing to do on the front line of the war,

The reason why he braved artillery fire and fought bloody battles. This man who had always given a gloomy impression was laughing extremely happily at this time.

He drew his sword and shouted loudly: "Get ready for battle!"

the other side.

who I am?

I am Thane...I am the original Hand of Noxus, I am...Am I a man or a beast?

Blood.

So stinky.

You don't deserve to be killed by me.

Pain is meaningless.

All these fragmented sentences floated through his mind, and Thain's eyes became clear for a moment - only for a moment, the blood faded from his eyes. He could clearly see the destruction he had caused.

, half of the city was completely destroyed by his violence, and the flesh and blood were ground into paste and scattered all over the floor.

He lowered his head, stared at the ugly head that had just died in front of him, and crushed it with his foot.

The voice was still whispering in his mind: "Keep going! Kill! Kill the useless weaklings! Kill those who dare to stand in your way! Kill anything that stands in your way and destroy them completely.

!Only blood can create a noble soul, and the will to fight is indelible... You must keep moving forward! Go to the palace and grind all the bones of that damn woman into powder with your feet!"

"fighting!"

These two words were echoed in Thain's mind in the form of a roar. He closed his eyes in pain and tried his best to resist the temptation from the depths of his heart - that voice was right, even

It can be said that everything he said spoke to his heart. Thain did want to kill these walking corpses, but definitely not in this manner.

Even if you want to kill - you must kill with my will! Fighting is a gift from me, a reward I give myself. The bleeding wounds of the enemy were made by me and have nothing to do with you! Get out! Get out of my mind

Get out!

He knelt on the ground in pain, hammering the ground with his hands continuously, and the huge force made the ground tremble. His roar resounded throughout the world, and actually for a moment overwhelmed the endless sound of silence.

The voice stopped for a while, and then started to circle in his mind with a more satisfied laughter: "Yes! Yes! That's it! You will eventually come to my palace..."

Before he could finish his words, with another cold snort full of anger, he let out an unwilling roar. Then, the pain in Thain's mind quickly faded, and he actually regained consciousness.

Thain stood up with a gasp. The first thing he did after regaining consciousness was to find his two axes. Fortunately, his weapons were not too far away from him. They were lying quietly among the ruins not far away.

, the surface had become completely bloody. Thain walked over in silence, feeling a sense of fear and uneasiness.

What would have happened if... I had become like this in the military camp?

The answer is obvious, and the foreseeable consequences made Thane tremble all over. If he had to choose one thing that he hated the most, it would be being forced to kill his own soldiers and colleagues. There is no one, every time he recalls it

Since the days when he was locked in a cage when the mages resurrected him with necromancy, a hatred that almost made his teeth ache began to fill Thain's heart.

He will never kill any of his brothers again, never.

With this mentality, he held the two axes. Then, a miracle happened.

A ray of golden sunlight pierced the dark clouds in the sky of the Immortal Fortress and shone on him. Thain raised his head in surprise. He looked directly at the sunlight and felt a sincere warmth.

There was a feeling in the dark that made him look down. He found that the blood stains on his two giant axes receded quickly as if they had encountered the sun's snow, and the shape of the axes themselves also followed the sunlight.

Changes began to occur.

Their rough black surfaces became smooth and smooth, and their shapes became more exaggerated and huge, just enough for Thain to swing them more freely. The wooden ax handle turned into some kind of black metal that Thain couldn't name.

It was extremely cold in his hands, but it made Thain feel at ease. It was as if as long as he held these two giant axes, he would never lose his mind again.

A father-like voice sounded in his head: "Go, so that they can rest in peace."

Yes. Thain's lips moved slightly and he answered silently.

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Astartes stopped, raised his head, and stared at the golden sunlight. A smile appeared on his face under the helmet.

He is watching me.

Thinking of this, Kronos felt himself filled with endless power.

He and Shen had arrived at the gate of the Immortal Fortress. The two black iron gates were twenty meters high. But to get to those two gates, they had to pass through the moat first. But at this time, the water in the moat had changed to

Some kind of disgusting liquid that keeps screaming.

Is that a liquid?

Shen looked down. The purple viscous liquid exuded a strange aroma, and bubbles exploded one after another. There were countless happy faces floating in it. The young Twilight Eyes forced himself to move away.

He lost his sight, and at that moment, he felt as cold as falling into an ice cave - the energy from his ancestors in his body was warning him crazily.

"Sir, how are we going to get there?"

"Without us - I'm the only one who needs to go in."

Cronus turned around and said seriously to Shen.

"What?! How can I let you go into danger alone?"

Facing Shen's shock, confusion, and anger as if he had been humiliated, Kronos just took off his helmet, revealing his handsome face.

No one could deny his handsomeness and almost divine beauty, but Shen couldn't see a trace of contempt on his serious face. From Cronus's expression, he could only see seriousness.

Kronos said calmly: "The fact that you have come here has exceeded my expectations - but don't get me wrong, I don't despise you, nor do I regard you as a burden. On the contrary, you are here

The role I can play in the city at this time is much greater than mine - I am just a warrior and only know how to kill. But you are different, young man."

"You still have a long way to go, and you can still do a lot for mankind. Your life should not end here."

"We have no way of knowing what kind of things are hidden in that fortress. The fact that Salish's minions came here obviously has something to do with me - I am partly responsible for the death of these people. You

If you don’t understand Him, you don’t know how evil He is and how dangerous His minions are.”

"Go back, this is not a battle you should face. This is my battle, the Astartes' battle, and it is also my bounden duty."

"I am his death angel...I will eradicate all enemies of mankind..." he whispered.

Then, Kronos threw the helmet in his hand to him and said calmly: "If that mage comes back, I will give him my helmet. I left some things in it that he should know."

Shen stood there blankly. This was different from what he thought. Originally, he was ready to die in battle. Although it was against tradition to die in a foreign land, Shen could not ignore the tragedy here.

He didn't see any survivors along the way. What's more important is, if this weird corrupt plague here spreads...

He didn't dare to imagine the consequences, and Shen was taught from a young age that those who are able work harder. He doesn't have to work, and he doesn't have to worry about money. He can kill time at will, polish his body, read history well, and even inherit the strength of his ancestors.

Become the Eye of Twilight. With such preferential treatment, how can he not take responsibility?

But looking at the departing figure of Astartes, he just hugged the helmet tightly in his arms and could not say a word. Kronos's serious words and face made him unable to think of rejection, and also made him unable to refuse.

Shen once again questioned the way of balance - compared with the lofty ideal that Cronos believed in, what was their balance?

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He Shenyan is fishing with Kratos.

It has to be said that this bald man's fishing skills are as high as his proficiency in wielding an axe. If He Shenyan didn't use spells to assist him, he really couldn't compare to Kratos. But the two of them were not having any fishing competition, they were just simply

Just to pass the time.

"Have you seen your goddess recently?" He Shenyan asked casually.

The bald man glanced at him sideways, turned his head away indifferently, and didn't even reply.

"Why are you so cold? I thought we were all friends. Oh, Kratos, you hurt my heart so much."

Kratos still didn't speak. He shook the fishing rod slightly, and a fat fish jumped out of the river. Kratos stretched out his hand and rescued the fish from the hook, flashing in his hand

A blue light. Then the fish was thrown back.

"You are quite caring."

He Shenyan, who had watched the entire process, nodded to him and said.

"Shut up." It seemed that he couldn't bear it anymore. Kratos's face twitched. He took a deep breath and said the longest sentence he had spoken in a long time: "You can't be so quiet.

For a while? It won’t kill you if you don’t speak, damn, I just want to sit here and catch fish!”

"No one prevents you from fishing." The mage spread his hands and said with a smile.

Kratos decided that no matter what this bastard said he would never speak again.

Not long after, the mage suddenly sighed.

"I really don't want to let people rest..." He said this, stood up, and said to Kratos: "You can fish quietly by yourself, my friend. I am really born to work hard."

He said this like a joke, but the expression on his face had become extremely serious, and at the same time there was a deep murderous intention. Kratos could understand with just one look that he was going to kill someone -

—Or kill something else. In short, it won't be a good thing.

He stopped swinging the fishing rod and asked, "Do you need help?"

He Shenyan glanced at him, as if his face changed, and his originally serious face became cheerful again: "So you still treat me as a friend, bald head."

"...Get away." Kratos gritted his back molars and spit out these three words.