Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Kronos can feel that his sensitivity to time is slowly declining. The magic of corruption and corruption has obviously been cast here. If it were in the past, Kronos would still have the help of think tanks. They would use

He used his psychic powers to help ordinary Astartes warriors, but now, he is alone.

A tall, minotaur monster with sickly pink-purple skin was beheaded by him skillfully with a chain sword. Kronos couldn't help but be a little confused - although these creatures were equally depraved and corrupt, they were definitely not demons.

Could it be a creature unique to this world?

This question only appeared in his mind for a moment. Cronus turned around and slashed, killing another equally tall monster. For Cronus, killing is already an instinct engraved in the bone marrow.

.These things may be quite deadly to mortals, but to him, they are not even toys.

It's trying to hold me back. How long have I been here?

Kronos tried his best to think about this question between killings, but he couldn't come up with an answer. From an hour to a day, a month, or even a year. Every answer is possible, and the time here is obviously chaotic.

disorderly.

He knew that if this continued, it would be hard to say whether he would be able to see the source of the pollution here, let alone eliminate it.

"I'm curious, how long can you hold on?" The thing whispered to him in the dark, and it even Xianxin emphasized the word "how long" with an obscene hint.

This shameless depraved thing...

Kronos thought with disgust, and at the same time, with just one hand, he twisted off the head of a minotaur that tried to attack him. Then he added a kick and kicked away its twitching headless body.

Go out and use it to cause more casualties. He turned slightly sideways, and with simple perception, he knew that he was about to face an attack from behind, and he hid at the same time.

While fighting, he said: "Hold on until your tongue, filled with disgusting corruption, grows maggots and sores..."

It chuckled: "You are the first person who is not moved by my beauty, big man. Where do you come from? Don't try to lie to me. I personally trained these barbarians into the Nokk they are today."

Sars Empire. But warriors like you...ah, I really can’t wait. I really want to have a taste of you."

Kronos sneered disdainfully: "You are not qualified to know about this matter - not to mention, even your damn master didn't tell you about it, right? It seems that you can't even take advantage of it in its eyes.

It’s worthless. How sad.”

"You know nothing about me." It said coldly, with its charming voice, even with such a tone, it didn't sound unpleasant.

"You don't know anything about me, you pathetic monster. You don't know who I am or what I stand for - let me tell you!" Cronus roared and threw a

The monster was chopped into two pieces alive. He glared at the darkness in front of him and spoke word by word.

"In the name of the Emperor! You shall die! Daemon!"

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"What the hell! Where the hell did they come from?!"

A soldier yelled and stabbed a monster trying to climb the wall of the military camp with a spear in his hand. His words were heard by the squadron leader, but the latter did not say anything.

In the Noxian army, there is no detailed distinction between official positions, and everyone is even referred to as brothers and sisters. Noxus's inclusiveness is rare in the world. No matter what race you are or where you come from, as long as you are willing to serve Nox

If you work for Sars, you will never be ostracized. It is precisely because of this open atmosphere that even if the soldier curses ten times worse, he will not be stopped.

"Protect yourself! Damn it! This is not a glorious battle. I don't want to see any of you die here, understand?!" the squadron leader yelled sternly while stabbing him with the long sword in his hand.

He caught a monster's tongue. He rolled the sword with a ferocious smile, and received a cry of pain with satisfaction.

But soon, the painful screams turned into some kind of screams that reached the peak. The squadron leader's face twitched. He was actually a lustful person, but when faced with such a voice, there was no fluctuation in his heart.

And the same goes for these soldiers. If Kronos were here, he would probably find it incredible that there are mortals who can face the temptation of Slaanesh without being corrupted!

This is unbelievable.

Among the four evil gods, Tzeentch specializes in careerists who think they are wise and those who are thirsty for knowledge. Khorne favors warriors who are full of fighting and killing, while Nurgle's followers must be those who are sick.

People. While evil gods choose their followers, believers also choose the evil gods they believe in.

But Slaanesh is different - any living being can become its believer.

It represents a kind of depravity that pursues ultimate pleasure, and any creature will have a need for pleasure more or less, no matter what it is. Art, love, indulgence, food... This kind of nature creates

The corruption of Slaanesh is more irresistible than anything else.

But Swain's soldiers continued to fight against them as if nothing happened, ignoring the alluring musk around them as nothing, and simply fought and roared.

"Damn! There are more and more of them!"

The squadron leader heard another curse, and he wanted to ask the same question. These things had obviously been killed by General Thain not long ago, but now they came from nowhere and crowded under the wall. It was like

It just appeared out of nowhere, with no trace of it.

"I can't help but save him! Do you understand? There are a large number of brothers behind him who are gearing up!"

The squadron leader shouted, and then he received an unconvinced snort: "Let them continue to wait!"

He was referring to the soldiers who reinforced the gate inside the military camp. So far, their weapons have not even been stained with blood. This is a great humiliation for a Noxian, and at this moment, he can stand

Killing these unpleasant and disgusting creatures on the city wall is hard enough.

At the same time, below the military camp.

Swain quickly walked past the soldiers who were reinforcing the door. He grabbed a bastard who was trying to get a sword out of the crack in the door, picked up his collar and cursed: "You don't know how to live or die, who are you?"

Made you do this?!"

The guy still wanted to argue: "I just want to hear their screams..."

His head lowered lower and lower under Swain's stern gaze, and finally he whispered: "Sorry, General."

Swain loosened his collar, pointed to the warehouse where the firewood was stacked, and said: "Get over there and carry the wood! When will the gate be reinforced and you will end the punishment! Others, please listen to me!"

There will be a chance to fight, but not now! Stay at your post! Do you understand?"

He was so angry that he was shaking: "If anyone is like this idiot and feels uncomfortable without killing something, I will let him catch flies! Anyway, killing something is not killing?!"

"As you command!"

Many people snickered and watched the unlucky guy leave, while more people silently put away their thoughts of imitating that guy - if they were discovered, they would be sent to do this by General Swain.

Farming is so embarrassing!

"Kallus! Kallus! Where have you gone?!" Swain, who entered the command state, was not as gloomy and quiet as usual at all. He looked completely different from usual. It didn't take long for him to speak.

Kallus ran over, wearing a black steel armor and carrying a big ax behind his back.

He saluted: "General!"

"Where the hell have you gone? Didn't I ask you to keep an eye on them here? Don't you know what's wrong with these people under your command? They are all lunatics who do not hesitate to kill the enemy at any cost...

...Why are you laughing? How dare you fucking laugh?”

Not long after Kallus smiled, he was kicked hard by Swain, and he didn't dare to resist. After all, it was Swain who actually hurt - the one he kicked was black steel armor!

He just put away his smile and said honestly: "I just went to walk around the wall... to see if any brothers need my help."

"Have you found anyone who needs your help?"

"No, they asked me to roll down there and knock on the wood."

Swain nodded, put his right foot back without leaving a trace, and said, "Then why the hell are you still standing there?"

Not far from Swain, Katarina had been watching the interaction between Swain and his soldiers. She was a little unbelievable. In the eyes of most people, Swain was a gloomy and artistic man.

.This makes him extremely popular among upper-class ladies even though he is over forty years old.

After all, those wealthy ladies with nothing to do are eager for men like Swain. He is good at writing poems, comes from a noble family, and is good at leading troops in wars. He even single-handedly led the empire that is now a country on the front line.

The elite Death Crow Legion.

Although Catalina did not think that Swain would be the gentle and gentle person they imagined, she did not expect that he would become so different from his usual appearance during the battle.

You know, even when he was assassinated by Katarina for the first time, Swain never said a single curse word.

She was thinking about what this interesting contrast was about. Could war really change people so much? But Swain turned around and saw her standing in the shadow of the tent.

He also walked over at the same time.

"Does that flickering magic of yours still work?"

"That's not magic, my lord, that's a skill. Only a master of swordsmanship can master such-"

Swain waved his hand and interrupted her: "I don't care about this. I just want to know the conditions and costs for you to use this technique."

"What do you want me to do?"

"There is a military warehouse not far from here, which contains a lot of logistics supplies."

Catalina nodded and said succinctly: "First I need to go there, and then put down the special dagger before I can take people there. The maximum number of people I can handle is five people. If it exceeds, the transmission may fail.

"

"Interesting trick, isn't this really magic? Never mind, forget it. Most of those things are coming towards us, damn pale lady, I'm gonna rip her damn head off and use it as a ball!"

"When talking about the pale lady, Swain rarely lost his composure. But this brief moment of loss quickly disappeared without a trace, and he continued.

"We have held back most of them. You just need to find a location, put down the daggers, and bring a few people over to transport some logistics supplies. Remember, you don't need food and water. God knows whether they are contaminated, as long as arrows and weapons

Gunpowder is enough, do you understand?"

Catalina saluted him: "You will live up to your orders, General."

"I look forward to your successful return."

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Shen hugged his helmet and carefully chose to return from the roof. Sure enough, he didn't see any monsters on this road at all. It seems that their intelligence has become very limited after being corrupted - or maybe they have turned the big

Part of the intelligence is spent on communicating with each other.

More than disgusting.

Shen didn't deliberately look at their ugliness, which was not difficult. But there were so many of them that they made him feel sick every time he saw them.

In his mind, this kind of thing should be a sacred act that can only be done between lovers. After all, it is related to the birth of new life. The young Twilight Eyes did not notice at all that his thoughts were even in Io today.

It is no longer popular among young people in Asia.

He is simply as old-fashioned as an old man.

Not long after running on the roof, he saw the port barracks that Thain had mentioned.

That building is more like a small fortress than a military camp - I'm afraid only Noxians would build a military camp that is so difficult to attack and looks like a fortress regardless of the cost.

But their architectural style can obviously play a very big role at certain times, such as now.

Those monsters built human ladders and tried to climb up the towering wall from below. Others kept hitting the door, but the strong iron door could not be broken by their arms that had become thin and weak for their enjoyment.

.

The soldiers on the wall can effortlessly pierce their heads with the spears in their hands, or chop off the ugly heads with their swords. Or they can just push them down with their shields, smashing them into pieces and turning them into meat.

Moreover, their corpses will be devoured by the same kind with the same sickly pink and purple skin in a short time. Many of them do not even choose to climb up and attack the living people, but squat down below and eat the flesh of their kind with greedy faces.

Bones.

What kind of blasphemy... would make these civilians look like this?

As he got closer, Shen smelled the musky scent again.

This smell seems to be able to arouse certain natural desires of human beings, and all kinds of temptations are like a beautiful woman whispering in his ear. But when it falls on Shen's ears, which has the power of the Twilight Eyes of all ages, he only feels...

People are bored.

These things could not disturb Twilight Eye's mind. He tightened the helmet in his arms, and the steel knife in his right hand lit up with purple energy - the next second, he appeared below the military camp.

"Mystery! Dusk Blade!"

The steel knife quickly grew in size, becoming as tall as an adult man in just a few seconds. Shen raised the index and middle fingers of his right hand together, and his eyes lit up with purple light. This ancient skill now bloomed with a new color in his hands.

——In the past, Dusk Blade had to have the Soul Blade, the special weapon of the Eyes of Twilight, to be used, but his succession was too short, and there was not enough time to retrieve the lost sword.

Therefore, Shen took a different approach and chose to use Qi to control the sword. This actually had good results.

The huge sword blade turned most of the blasphemous monsters trying to climb the city wall into twitching corpses in just a few strokes. The soldiers on the city wall burst into shouts of surprise, and one person shouted at him.

: "Brother! Where did you come from?!"

Shen raised his head, glanced at him, and did not answer. Although he helped these Noxians, it was only out of his status as a fellow human being. Facing these human enemies, although he could distinguish between his own

position, but they don’t really want to communicate with the Noxians. After all, they did try to invade their hometown.

In a burst of purple light, Shen disappeared.

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Frowning and looking to the southwest, He Shenyan felt countless souls screaming from the pink-purple light beam that penetrated the sky and the earth - not because of pain or torture, but because of happiness. Those depraved people

The melancholy sounds continued to reach his ears, and it was not until the mage cut off his perception that he could block out their disgusting screams.

"What kind of... is this so good? Or is it even better to die?" He couldn't help but ask this question. Footsteps were heard from the stairs, and Zie ran up the stairs. He saw He Shenyan,

He said anxiously: "Teacher, Mr. Kronos has left!"

"I know, I know. Don't be so anxious. How are you completing your homework?"

Jie was stunned. He could naturally see the beam of light, but he couldn't feel the details like a mage. Ionia's naturally powerful magic blocked its influence, and only a few people like He Shenyan could.

Know exactly what is going on there. But there are some people who can also do this - but the reason why they can is not the same.

"...Fine, not bad." He swallowed the question in his mouth and answered with difficulty.

"Oh? I'll remember it. When I come back, if you don't meet the standards, don't even think about going out for the next six months. Don't think I don't know that you go out at nine o'clock every morning to meet the little girl from the flower shop.

chat."

Jie blushed, He Shenyan smiled and shook his head, and continued: "When did he leave?"

"one day ago."

"Did you say anything else?"

"No, Shen took him there."

The mage nodded, and then opened a portal: "Remember, your assessment - I will come back as soon as I go."

Jie watched the mage leave, and his heart that had been wandering was relieved at this time. Unknowingly, He Shenyan's existence seemed to have become a kind of safety guarantee. It seemed that as long as he was there, there would be no need to

As if he was worried about anything. He didn't know that his feeling was good or bad, and he just wanted to review it again as soon as possible.

He doesn't want to go out for half a year...