Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Do you really know yourself?

This problem sometimes accompanies a person for most of their life, and they may not be completely relieved until they die - screw it, I am about to die, there is no point in understanding it.

Only a few people can actually find the answer.

Racha stared at the palm of his right hand, where there was a ball of golden violent air flowing slowly along with the texture of his skin. His face did not change, but he looked completely different from the thin and cautious young man before.

Already.

To be honest, he looks like a slowly burning flame, and just looking at him will make your eyelids sting.

"call......"

Racha breathed out softly, then suddenly pressed down his right hand and slapped it on the snow. The surrounding snow melted away in an instant, as if it had been wiped away by an invisible hand. Racha

Watching all this indifferently, he felt alienated from the changes that had happened to him.

Standing on the top of the snow-capped mountains, the cold wind was blowing fiercely all around. His thin clothes were blown wildly by the strong wind, and the corners of his clothes were bulging.

The old man's voice came from behind him, with a smile: "Still thinking?"

"I......."

Racha turned around.

"Who am I, Master? Am I Lee Sin or Racha?" he asked in confusion.

"It depends on who you want to be. Racha is an ordinary person, and he will spend his life ordinary and painless. This is good, but Li Qing is different. Li Qing's life is very painful, very painful.

Difficult." The old man replied.

"I can't tell you that, Racha. No one can tell another person what he should be, and besides, it's all up to you, isn't it? If you want to be Lee Sin, then do it

.If you want to make Racha, that’s fine too. Who can blame you? Of course, you can also choose neither.”

"Choose neither?"

The old man smiled and said kindly: "You don't have to choose in life, Racha."

Racha lowered his head, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were still confused, but there was something new. He said to the old man: "I want to start as a walking monk first, Master. I want to go down the mountain to see if

Someone needs my help."

The old man smiled and nodded.

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"Go down with the order and set up camp."

Darius watched with satisfaction as his troops set up a camp within half an hour, with simple defenses and tents large enough to accommodate all of them. Every time he saw such a scene, he felt

A moment of comfort was almost equivalent to using his ax to chop off the enemy's head.

late at night.

"General."

Irwin walked into his tent with a gloomy look on his face.

"What's up?"

"Should we send out spies?"

Darius, who was sitting behind the table, raised his head and glanced at him: "We are only a few hundred meters away from the gate of the Immortal Fortress, what other spies do we need?"

"But we know nothing about the city, General."

"That's not something you should worry about, Irwin. You should take care of the treasures of the cavalry now. They are about to set off at dawn. I heard the dragon lizards are still barking non-stop. What's going on?"

Irwin lowered his head in shame: "This happened ten minutes ago. It's useless to ask the animal trainer to comfort him."

Darius frowned: "Take me to see."

After a while, they stood in silence in front of the dragon lizards' enclosure.

The uncertain light of the torch cast irregular shadows on Darius's face. He looked at the restless dragon lizards and frowned deeper and deeper. The legion's trainer said uneasily beside him: "General, before this

This has never happened before. I personally taught these dragon lizards, and they will never violate discipline, let alone scream in the middle of the night..."

In this season, the night is not hot, and can even be called cold. But sweat breaks out on his forehead. The body of the animal trainer is trembling slightly, and he actually stutters: "General, general. This

Absolutely not normal."

Do you still need to say it?

Of course Darius knows this. This army animal trainer has been with the Trifali Army for five years. The dragon lizards trained under him have always been the partners that the cavalry are competing for. This guy is very capable, he can make

Dragon lizards, who are violent by nature, abide by discipline and obey orders. This alone is already remarkable.

"What do you think the reason might be?" Darius asked calmly, suppressing his uneasiness for the time being.

The trainer looked at the dragon lizards in the enclosure with uneasy eyes. They were screaming incessantly. But even so, they did not attack each other or riot. This is enough to prove the results of his training. It seems that De Lai

Ersi's calm voice gave him strength, and he calmed down and answered slowly.

"First of all, the weather can be ruled out, General. Except for the freezing cold places in Freljord, the dragon lizards take no environment lightly. Food can also be ruled out. They eat better than me."

There was a look of confusion and doubt on his face, and he muttered to himself as if he was in self-denial.

"No...it shouldn't be what I thought."

A hand was put on his shoulder, strong and cold. The animal trainer raised his head, saw Darius's calm face, and heard his deep voice: "Speak out, don't panic."

The animal trainer swallowed his saliva and replied: "I have been doing this for twenty-seven years, General. The craftsmanship has been passed down from my ancestors. My grandfather and father were both animal trainers who accompanied the army. During these twenty-seven years,

In my entire life, I have only seen dragon lizards so uneasy once."

"That time...they were facing a real dragon."

The trainer's words made Irwin and the guard behind him look at each other, and also made Darius frown. He said, "Be more detailed."

The animal trainer seemed to be lost in memories, and his vision lost focus: "I was still following my father at that time, and I still remember those dragon lizards. They were the last batch trained by my father."

He swallowed: "Twenty-one years ago, the Trifali Corps had not yet been established. My father and I worked under General Villiers."

Darius nodded: "'Iron Hand', Villiers. A hero."

The beast tamer smiled proudly: "Yes, he is a true Noxian... I'm sorry, I went too far."

"At that time, we were attacking the Hill People, which is today's Kursala. The war went very smoothly. Although the Hill People were all good, their weapons and equipment were too backward. They could not resist us.

of new equipment and plate armor. Until their king obtained a cursed golden helmet from nowhere..."

"In front of the two armies, he put on the golden helmet. Then his whole body seemed to be sucked dry and turned into a mummy, and then... the sky was covered by the dragon's

The wings were covered, and it was terrifying just to come from nowhere and fly above us. That was also the only time I saw dragon lizards as anxious as they are now."

Darius knew what he was talking about. The cursed golden helmet should now be sealed in the empire's treasury. It is a treasure from ancient times, and each time it is opened, a special noble bloodline is required as a sacrifice.

This golden helmet can summon the soul of a giant dragon - of course, the bloodline of the king of the hill people has died out, so this golden helmet is now only beautiful.

Irwin's voice sounded from behind him, interrupting Darius's thinking: "The story is exciting, Tamer. But there are no dragons in the Immortal Fortress."

The animal trainer's expression looked extremely puzzled, and he replied: "Yes, sir! That's why I can't figure out why they are like this..."

Two minutes later, Darius understood why they were so uneasy. He remembered the words of a zoologist. The guy said that animals' intuition is usually much more sensitive than that of humans. They are born to feel things better than slow humans.

Danger is coming.

Two minutes later, Darius stared at the huge figure approaching them and tightened his grip on the battle ax in his hand.

He thought, what the zoologist said was damn right.

The ground began to tremble more and more obviously as the thing approached. No one in the military camp had rested. They all formed a battle formation, waiting for the figure that was getting closer and closer. Darius squinted, tonight, immortal

There is no moon in the sky above the fortress, and there are even very few stars.

He couldn't see the face of the thing clearly. Yes, Darius was very sure that it couldn't be a person - who could grow to five meters tall? Besides, the thing looked much longer than five meters.

He finally stopped in front of Darius and emerged from the darkness. Darius's pupils shrank to a small dot. He couldn't believe what he saw - it was actually a person.

He was naked to the waist, and a terrible sense of oppression and momentum came over his face. Although he was not in a fighting posture at all, he just stood there calmly. Darius raised his head and stared at his face.

He felt as if he was facing a giant human-shaped dragon. Due to the aura, it took him a while to realize that this man's face looked very familiar.

"Don't panic, well, you should be Darius." The other party's voice sounded like thunder on the ground, even if it was lowered, it was still deafening.

A ferocious smile slowly appeared on his rough, rock-like face, and his chin made of black steel was extremely terrifying: "I heard from Swain that you are the latest Hand of Noxus."

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Kronos stared at the two figures on the training ground. He said to the mage who was leisurely drinking tea beside him: "Is it normal for him to be like this...?"

"Which aspect are you referring to?"

"height."

He Shenyan shrugged: "It's only five meters, what's wrong?"

Kronos didn't speak for a while, and he only felt his teeth sore - the Primarchs were only three meters tall after wearing armor, and Thane was a full five meters tall without armor after completing the operation. There are also

That iron jaw... For a moment, Kronos almost thought he saw an orc warboss.

He Shenyan smiled: "A piece of advice, Kronos. You'd better broaden your horizons from now on. At least you have to relax. There are many things that will surprise you in the future. I don't want to see you.

Then you will yell about everything like a fool."

Kronos shook his head and put aside his thoughts for the time being. He began to watch the battle on the training ground seriously. Although the size of the two sides was extremely different. One side was five meters tall, while the other side was 'only' more than two meters tall.

Darius thought nothing would make him nervous anymore, but when he actually stood on the training ground and faced Thain, his heartbeat inevitably accelerated.

"you first."

Thain nodded to him and didn't even pick up the weapon. Darius felt a sense of humiliation at being slighted, but he didn't show it. He said in a deep voice: "General, are you sure you don't need armor and weapons?"

His question was met with an eager smile from the latter: "Come on...the Hand of Noxus."

Darius let out an angry roar and then began to charge towards Thane.

This inexplicable battle was initiated by Thane, euphemistically titled "Let's see if you're worthy of being the Hand of Noxus".

Although Darius's achievements have made his black stone statues all over the empire, there is no need to say whether he is qualified or not. But if he can be recognized by the original Hand of Noxus, he will also feel very happy.

pleasure.

Thane turned slightly to the side, and his superhuman agility even allowed him to taunt Darius while avoiding this dangerous ax blow: "Is this all you have?"

He received a furious slash from the latter, with a very clear target, his waist and abdomen. Obviously, the other party had become serious.

Thain laughed silently, good, that's it.

His eyes unknowingly became serious: Let me see if you have the qualifications...

A dull thud echoed across the training ground, and Darius was shocked to find that his ax was actually held by Thane with one hand. His five fingers seemed to have been fused with the Black Cutter from the very beginning.

It seemed that no matter how hard Darius tried, he couldn't get his ax out of Thane's fingers.

"The skills are not bad...you lost in strength." Thain commented briefly.

"If you are pitying me... then there is no need. A warrior will not complain about the strength of his opponent, he will only be excited." Darius replied calmly, while kicking

On Thain's knee. Although Thain was completely indifferent to this level of attack, he still let go of his hand and let Darius take back the axe.

"Don't get me wrong, kid. I pity you?" Thain laughed loudly. "I will not insult a warrior's fighting spirit! Now show your true ability and let me see your power!"

Darius unknowingly showed a smile, and the initial anger of being slighted was quickly receding. He must admit that even if Thane was not wearing armor or weapons, he was still a powerful enemy - so powerful that even

He began to enjoy this disparate battle. He had always been like this, always willing to challenge those who were the most powerful.