Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

At this point, Death laughed out loud. Frank raised his head and heard him say: "You seem to have made a mistake, Mr. Frank, I never said I wanted you to see your wife and children."

Frank looked at him in shock, as if he couldn't understand what was happening.

One second passed, two seconds passed. He blinked, and when he spoke again, even his voice trembled: "What... do you mean? Are they not in heaven?"

Death shook his head slightly and said calmly: "No, heaven never existed."

"What are you talking about?"

The God of Death leaned back in his chair and looked at Frank from his perspective. The expression on his face was like pity, but also like a mean mockery: "Frank Custer. You have killed countless people and are used to the darkness and ugliness of human nature.

You know what someone can do for a little money. But even so...you still believe in the existence of heaven."

"Do you really believe that people's souls will undergo reckoning after death? There will be demons and angels to extradite the souls of evil people and good people respectively, so that they can continue to enjoy a good life in another world after death?" He almost looked happy.

Laughed out loud. "No, no. Frank Custer. Heaven and hell don't exist at all."

"Ah, I spoke too absolutely...heaven and hell exist, but the heaven and hell you believe in and imagine absolutely do not exist. Let me tell you the truth.

Heaven or hell, they are all the same."

The God of Death sat on a chair, opened his hands, a white light curtain appeared on his left hand, and a blazing flame appeared on his right hand.

Two scenes appeared. On the left, those beautiful creatures with wings and unknown gender were throwing human souls into a huge furnace, and countless screams came from it.

On the right, just like the legend, the red-skinned devils are constantly lashing out at human souls, making their painful wails resound throughout hell, while forcing them to repeat meaningless labor. This is a never-ending battle.

Punishment, and all kinds of negative emotions emanating from their souls will fly into the sky of hell little by little, and then become new demons.

Frank stared blankly at everything in front of him, and his heart suddenly became empty.

"And I am not a god of death." He stood up from his chair and introduced himself politely: "My name is He Shenyan, and I am a mage."

A long, white hand stretched out in front of Frank, and he heard the smiling voice of the mysterious oriental man who claimed to be a mage: "Frank Custer, do you want to...

Are they all burned to ashes?"

It's still that cheap hotel room.

A pungent and choking smell began to fill the air. It was not like fire, but rather like the smell of a burned human body. But it was also mixed with something else, something deeper and more intense.

Terrible stuff.

A hand was gently placed on the side of the single bed, and the owner of this hand climbed up with the strength of his arm. It was Frank Castle, the Punisher himself. He looked no different from before.

, it’s just that the head has returned to its original state.

But the expression became even more dead than before. If the Punisher is the product of Frank Custer's death, then the person standing here now... no, this thing, there is probably nothing left.

Already.

He is neither a human nor a monster, but a dregs - a dregs that exists solely for revenge.

But, revenge on whom?

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Kingpin sat in his office, staring at the ceiling thoughtfully. A woman's face began to flash back in his head.

From the moment they met at the gallery, to pleasant chats, first dates, outings, outings... everything in the past flashed before his eyes, and in the end, her appearance at the time of death was fixed.

He began to feel heartache, followed by strong anger against himself. He ordered Vanessa to be killed, no one could deny this. But for some reason, his heart was clearly turbulent, but his face was calm.

ice.

Did the turbulent sea water turn into ice?

A man burst into the door of his office, breaking the deliberately created silence. Kingpin looked at him calmly, waiting for what he wanted to say.

The man's face was full of horror: "Boss! He, he is resurrected!"

"who?"

"Frank Custer!" When he said this, his voice actually became crying.

The next second, there was an explosion. From the door of the office, smoke filled the air. Kingpin expressionlessly brushed away the blood and flesh that had been splashed on his face after the explosion, and he kicked it there.

Another kick on the thick solid wood desk broke one of the table legs.

Holding it in his hand, he shouted: "Frank——"

However, he failed to say the second half of the sentence. A hand as cold as a dead person pinched his throat and lifted him up alive. Jin Bin's heart was full of horror - he had two

5 meters tall, Frank Custer obviously does not have the ability to lift him up with one hand. Who can do this?

Two scarlet lights lit up in the smoke, and then the smoke dispersed spontaneously. Kingpin saw a face that he was so familiar with that he couldn't be more familiar with it - wasn't that Frank Custer who had been dead for two hours?

who is it?!

Impossible! I blew your head off, and I had you chopped into pieces and fed to the dogs! How on earth did you survive?!

Jin Bin roared in his heart, and somewhere in the dark, he heard a mocking sneer.

Frank held him up with one hand and punched twice quickly with his right hand. Kingpin's thighs and knees were directly smashed. He pulled his thighs out with both hands again, and then threw his whole body to the ground.

There was a heavy impact on the ground - bang!

With a muffled sound, Kingpin was "embedded" into his floor with a pale face. This time, he was as tall as Frank.

Frank Custer, who was as pale as a dead man, stared at Kingpin with his scarlet eyes. He didn't say a word, and his face showed no emotion. But those empty eyes made Kingpin feel chilled all over like never before.

.

It was an emotion he hadn't felt since he killed his father with his own hands: fear.

"Frank!" He only had time to shout these three words before he died. Then, with a punch from Frank Custer, the man named Kingpin disappeared - if you want to call a bunch of jam

As for Jin Bin, it's not impossible.

He never understood until his death why there was no news from his men responsible for dealing with Frank.

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He Shenyan is actually not as relaxed and cheerful as he appears - Frank Custer wants to burn everything in hell and heaven to ashes, so why doesn't he?

However, in every world he passed, the demons were the same evil, but he had never seen angels as beautiful as those preached in the Bible, which made him a little strange. However, considering that he had not received any information about the

The eternal paradise of his intelligence, He Shenyan was relieved.

It's not surprising to have such a master. If one day he meets an angel who really looks like "God loves the world", it is true that he will feel uncomfortable.

While Frank was doing business, he made another 'phone call' to the Emperor. He said it was a phone call, but it was actually a bit inaccurate - have you ever seen a phone call that could allow two people to talk face to face across countless worlds?

But if I have to describe it, this is the only suitable term. The Emperor is a very powerful psyker. From the mage's understanding, his psionic power is not much different from magic power in terms of the way it is used and the form it manifests.

.Because of this, he easily memorized the Emperor's special waveband.

As long as I have something to ask him for, I will deliberately draw out part of my magic power, pour a little bit of mental power into it, and then adjust this magic power to the same band as his, and then I can have a 'telephone conference'. It sounds very convenient.

.But in fact it is extremely troublesome. That is, He Shenyan and the emperor can play like this.

It's still that dark space.

"Yo, here I go again."

He Shenyan waved to the emperor very frivolously, and He Shenyan smiled and sat down. He found that the emperor seemed to be in a good mood. Although his face was still expressionless, the psychic energy fluctuations emanating from him were not deceptive.

"you are happy?"

"Yes." The Emperor nodded slightly to him and said, "One of my sons woke up from a serious injury."

"Oh?" He Shenyan raised his eyebrows slightly. "Congratulations, congratulations. So, when will you have a family talk with him? Remember to notify me to be there."

"I don't think he wants to see me very much in a short period of time." The emperor said expressionlessly and seemingly indifferently. "The same goes for me."

"What? Are you scared?"

The Emperor sighed.

This ordinary-looking middle-aged man looked troubled. He said: "You will never understand my mood, Master. No one can. My humanity and reason are fighting with each other all the time. Sometimes.

, reason prevails. But sometimes human nature is better."

"And that's the worst part. If I had always been humane, things wouldn't have been this bad. And if I had always been rational, things wouldn't have been this bad."

He Shenyan made an expression like "I'm very interested, let's continue", and received an angry look from the emperor.

He stared at the mage for a while before continuing: "...If I have to say something worse than this, then I can only think of my current situation. In fact,

Mage, it is already a luxury to be able to talk to you like this. My humanity is running out after sitting on this damn chair."

"Really? I didn't feel it. From the moment I saw you, you always looked very humane."

"Have you ever thought that it's not that I'm full of humanity, but that your own humanity is too weak?"

The emperor's question made He Shenyan laugh.

He smiled and said: "You tell a good joke. Thank you. I will take this as a compliment."

"Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to end the small talk. Let's get down to business."

"Business?"

"About the fact that I had to travel across many worlds to find the right person to help your decaying empire survive."

"Your efficiency is beyond my imagination." The emperor was actually a little surprised. "Find another one?"

"Yes...but you might not like him too much." The mage smiled mysteriously and stretched out his hand to open a light blue light curtain.

"I'll wait and see." The emperor said calmly, and then looked at the light curtain.

The scene that emerged was cruel. But not one of the two people present frowned. The emperor looked at the man inside who was full of deathly aura and then tore off the wings of an angel. Instead of showing a disgusted expression, the emperor looked at

A smile full of approval.

"Why do you think I hate him?" The emperor pointed at the light curtain. "As far as I'm concerned, he did a good job. These damn birdmen should have died long ago."

He Shenyan looked at him with a strange expression, as if he didn't know that one of the best among his sons also had a pair of wings on his back, and was also known as an archangel.

"You'll find out after you read it." After saying that, he stopped talking.

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It's hard for Frank to say whether he still has consciousness or not. He only feels that he is dreaming - but this dream is a bit too real.

It was so real that he even wanted to vomit.

So this is heaven, he thought.

He was in a beautiful picture, with holy white light shining in the sky and soft clouds on the ground. Some children with small wings were flying above his head with long wind instruments.

Go and play music that sounds sacred.

And he was standing among the crowd on the ground. They were lining up, just like what was described in many literary and artistic works, waiting for the angel's certification to let them enter heaven.

It looks like a good sight, as long as you ignore the human souls hanging on the sharp poles on both sides of the road. Most of them have calm faces, and a few have frightened expressions. Some flying angels are constantly coming to light those faces.

The human soul, which became frightened, was taken off the long pole and flew into the distance.

Should I be angry?

Frank asked himself this, but he couldn't get an answer. But there was a hollow and resentful voice in his heart that was roaring: Yes, you should be angry. Not only that, you should kill them all!

Okay, then I'll give it a try. He replied.

So, in the next second, scarlet flames suddenly rose from Frank, who was standing among the crowded and numb people on the ground, and spread to the entire heaven in just a few seconds. Finally, for millions of years, except for the apex of human beings,

In addition to shouting, the screams of angels also began to sound here.

Frank was still expressionless, and an angel rushed towards him with a light gun, shouting words such as blasphemy. He couldn't quite understand it, but thought it was very noisy, so he burned it all to pieces.

Hui. After doing this, he felt that the hole in his heart seemed to be better.

Is this what he wanted to do? He nodded as if he suddenly realized it, turned around, and the flaming light pillars rose from his hands to the sky. With a single wave, hundreds of angels were reduced to ashes. The strange thing is that this extremely powerful weapon

The flames did not cause any harm to those human souls.

"There are enemies!"

An angel shouted above him with a sharp voice, but Frank suddenly appeared behind it in the next second for some unknown reason. He tore off the two wings alive, and no blood spattered from the angel's wound.

, but a pale golden liquid. Looking carefully, countless human souls are screaming in it.

The emperor's face, who was watching all this in the dark space, became much gloomier, and he said slowly in a soft tone: "You should really let him become the original body directly."

"how?"

"This way he will kill faster."

He Shenyan smiled softly: "He is still in the assessment stage, so don't be too impatient."

"What's there to test?" The emperor stared at the scene of Frank killing the angels on the screen, and his expression began to become gloomy and comfortable. He said: "He has a strong will and a noble soul. Isn't this something that can be seen at a glance?

?At best, the methods are a bit drastic and there is some obsession with the criminals."

"Hey, don't go too far." He Shenyan said, somewhat dumbfounded. "The assessment is the assessment. If he doesn't pass, I won't let him become the original body. Even if you like him."

"How far do you have to go in that assessment of yours?" The emperor looked at him puzzled. "He has done well enough. His main consciousness has been suppressed by you. His whole body is now only subconsciously controlling his body actions. Even so.

He can also kill those damn aliens effortlessly. And he is full of protectiveness towards innocent mortals.”

"That's true." He Shenyan nodded. "The flame I gave him only acted on living creatures based on his mind. In his subconscious, he believed that these people in heaven were not sinners, so he did not kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"But... it's not enough yet," the mage said ruthlessly. "This is only the first step, and we are far from passing the final test."

The emperor frowned: "I don't understand. Your assessment of Bruce Wayne is obviously much easier. Although he is also a very good boy, are you a little biased?"

"Yes." He Shenyan admitted generously.

"I'm more partial to this Frank." He said softly, eyes fixed on Frank's figure in the picture. "I want to see what he can do."

"This makes no sense."

"Yes, Emperor."

The mage turned around. This was the first time he called the emperor 'Emperor'. The seriousness in his tone almost made him become another strange person. He said: "This involves many things, you don't understand

What kind of man Frank Custer is, but I know."

"I know what he has been through, and I know his extreme personality and mental trauma. I know even more what an amazing person he is, but that doesn't make me let him pass."

He shook his head: "I have to confirm one thing...Only in this way can I feel at ease."