Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

The flickering white light shook the space like fragile glass, and He Shenyan's figure slowly emerged from it. He was currently on top of a giant tree - if it wasn't the White Tower, where else could it be?

Without choosing to go back to the room, He Shenyan opened the White Tower Council's intranet on the spot, clicked on the library area, and began to inquire about a special world.

c-1789-k5.

It is the world of Earth-like civilization with the highest technological level currently discovered by the White Tower Council. The White Tower has a special label for this world. Not only can you not open columns for location searches like other worlds, but you also have to enter the library to see the detailed information.

The intranet responded very quickly, and a white page appeared, but it was not detailed information about c-1789-k5, but a line of bright red warnings.

"We do not recommend any mage to go to this world alone. Please know that we reiterate again that we do not recommend any mage to go to this world alone - if you insist on going your own way, please be prepared for reincarnation or leave a soul backup (note, lich is not recommended)

If a type of necromancer enters, you may be chased and beaten by everyone)."

There is a line of small words below that.

"The number of death mages in this world: 387."

Oh, it's 388 now.

He Shenyan looked away expressionlessly, and forcefully clicked 'Insist on access'. The warning dissipated after two seconds, and a brand new page emerged.

"It is unknown who first discovered c-1789-k5. This world is extremely dangerous. Magic will be greatly restricted in it. According to the parliament's investigation, it should be related to a special dimension of its world. This dimension is called 'Asia'

Space', in which six evil gods have been discovered. The Council speculates that the essence of subspace should be the projection of the subconscious and emotions of all intelligent beings in the universe."

"It's a pity that everyone in this world is not very friendly. The six gods born in it are not good things. They are not only cruel and cunning, but also cunning and cruel..."

He Shenyan quickly went through this long paragraph introducing the evil gods in the subspace. He already knew enough. As for the two big green guys... He Shenyan decided to pretend that he had never seen them.

both.

It's too outrageous, the style of painting is completely incompatible with the other four.

"The reason why the magic was affected was discovered by a tree mage in the 87954th year of the Council's Annals. At his request, his name will be withheld here."

Below is a video in which a guy who looks similar to a tree is talking to the camera - he didn't say his name, but he didn't blur his face.

"I died there seventeen times, so I can basically confirm it. There are many schools of thought in spellcasting. I've seen people who use spell slots, people who call themselves blue-striped wizards, and people like me who have become a monk halfway and know a little bit about everything.

Of course, it is also possible that you are just a simple reality warper, extremely powerful, but you think you are using magic... Then you are the one, and no one will say anything."

The tree man nodded: "But I must remind everyone who is watching this video: due to the special nature of the subspace of this world and the special energy called psychic energy, it is almost impossible for mages to cast spells normally as before.

.Let’s use an analogy.”

He raised his hand, and a small pea-sized fire ball appeared in his hand, which came from the fireball spell of the spell position system. You can stretch out your hand to specify the distance, length, height of the spell, and even specify the burst point of the fireball spell.

This inconspicuous fireball will explode into a very large fireball after arriving at the location, and then cause a violent explosion. If it hits other things during the process, it will also explode immediately.

The spell position system is different from the one mastered by He Shenyan. This system requires strict theoretical knowledge and calculations to engrav the spell model in the mind... There will be no mistakes, but you have to memorize it before using it. Troublesome, but powerful.

It is also precise and controllable. It is a system in which people with little talent can memorize many spells by rote.

What He Shenyan learned was different... If the student's talent was not good enough to learn these things, he would not be able to learn them no matter what. Simply having a high IQ was of no use, he also had to have a sense of and a sense of magic.

A crazy heart. The last point is often the most important.

After all, if you weren't crazy, you wouldn't be able to do things like swallow pocket dimensions and rob the dimensional demons.

The tree man said: "Look, originally, according to the classification, the fireball spell of the spell position system is a three-ring spell, which is very powerful. According to my current level of mastery, I can let this little guy be in my hands.

You can continue as long as you want, but unfortunately, it can’t be done now.”

He clenched his fist, and a ball of fire burst out between the five branch-like fingers, which was quickly extinguished. The tree man said helplessly: "Due to the existence of subspace, the stability of spell casting has been greatly affected. A purely devastating blow.

Spells may not be a big problem, but teleportation spells are."

At this point, the old tree man couldn't help but cursed: "——! Twelve of my seventeen deaths were caused by long-distance teleportation!"

"In short, after my test, if you don't want to be thrown into the damn subspace to deal with a bunch of weird things for hundreds of years after your death, I suggest that you don't use long-distance teleportation spells.

After my personal test, it is possible to take people with me for short distances..."

As he said that, he shrugged: "But, how many people you can bring depends on your level. Also, let me make a digression, the succubi in our White Tower are really very different from the succubi in this place.

"

The tree man couldn't help but said: "What a bloody hell. If there is a staff member of the Succubus Hall who sees this video, please remember me. Can you give me a discount next time I come?"

He pointed at his face, and He Shenyan suddenly understood why he didn't blur his face.

But...you are a tree.

The mage frowned involuntarily, imagining that scene and couldn't help but shudder.

It seems that things are very clear.

He smoothly smashed the parliament's internal network, and the magic light curtain was smashed into pieces, which seemed to be very relieved. The light blue light spots that escaped were completely absorbed by the branches of the giant tree at his feet, and He Shenyan sighed.

.

He has lost contact with the Emperor, and the middle-aged man is probably very busy now.

It's time to add some fire to him, at least... bring him some wolfberry.

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The human mind cannot comprehend the nature of the Warp.

The size of the universe is immeasurable, and the Milky Way is just one of tens of millions of galaxies. In this home of mankind, there are thousands of stars and hundreds of billions of worlds. Of so many worlds, no human being can fully understand them.

to the nature of subspace.

No.

It is neither understood by humans nor by the machines created by humans. The technical masters of Mars cannot understand it, the think tanks cannot understand it, and even the cultists and monsters who have fallen into Chaos cannot understand the nature of the warp.

——Maybe no one can explain the reason clearly.

Because of this, the dialogue between gods in subspace may not be as terrifying as people imagine.

"Do you think your plan can succeed? You pathetic carrion..."

A malicious voice chattered in his ear, like a noisy bird. It was uncomfortable and made him feel sincerely angry.

He has become accustomed to this kind of anger. Ever since he had to sit on the Golden Throne, this damn bird has been croaking in his ears every day. He is like a conscientious reporter who wants to think about everything every moment.

News reached the Emperor's ears - of course, those that were not favorable to him.

Those about the death and fall of mankind, something Tzeentch was extremely passionate about. Not just because of his chaotic and corrupt nature, but also because he finally found an opportunity to humiliate the Emperor. For them,

For my life, this humiliation has lasted for a long time and will continue for a long time.

"A plan?" he replied coldly. "No, I don't have a plan. No matter what you try to do, you will lose, Tzeentch."

"ha!"

The voice known as Tzeentch let out a sharp laugh, and the aftermath of this laughter caused a manic storm that stretched hundreds of meters in the subspace. He laughed and flew around the cold golden sun.

My heart is full of joy.

"I'll wait and see, rotten meat...but you're wrong about one thing, I don't want to do anything."

Tzeentch paused: "At least not now, I just want to have fun. Do you think the scene of your son who just woke up and another fallen son fighting each other will be exciting?"

There was no emotion in the emperor's voice, which was completely different from the humane expression when talking to the mage. His voice was old and decayed, but it was still cold and formidable: "Shut up, or I will tell you to shut up."

"Oh, someone is angry." Tzeentch laughed again. "You are always like this, Sun. That's why you are not liked by all of us. Even those two stupid greenskins don't like you.

, now, everyone wants you dead. How long do you think you and your toy empire can survive?"

"Your speaking skills have not improved at all, Tzeentch." The brilliance of the golden sun is still long-lasting and stable, without wavering at all. "You have even regressed. You speak so straightforwardly, but you don't show off your old tricks. I guess

, are you scared?"

Tzeentch said ambiguously: "You can think so, Sun, you can think whatever you want - I'm just a little impatient, what do you think?"

His meaningful words made the Emperor snort coldly. In the subspace, the storm formed by Tzeentch's power was dispersed by the sun in the next second. The Emperor said coldly: "I can't wait to die. I really can't wait to die."

interesting."

"This is really surprising to say from a vegetative person who is sitting in a chair and unable to move."

Tzeentch was not angry at all. He smiled, but what he said was chilling: "You know, Sun. Soon... you will see everything. Your people one after another

Even the most loyal among them will die fighting among themselves. And before they die, they will even shout your name."

"Your stupid empire claims millions of worlds - humanity is so ridiculously arrogant that you think you understand everything, but the truth is, no. You understand nothing, understand nothing. Of the universe

To me, you are just a group of toddlers learning to talk."

Tzeentch's voice was as soft as a whisper between lovers. Considering the current distance between him and the Emperor... No, it would be a bit blasphemous to say any more.

"Of course, I might just be telling you some lies to tease you. Who knows if they are true or false? I don't even know. Anyway, you never take what I say as truth. I appreciate this very much. Continue

Stay oh, sun.”

He left, temporarily.

The emperor was silent, the cold golden sun still steadily exuding its own brilliance in the subspace.

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Compared to humans, he is too tall.

It's like a mountain, or some ancient natural phenomenon. His face is unparalleledly handsome, but no one cares about this. Compared with his appearance, his temperament is more eye-catching.

Angron did not wear any armor. He was floating in the universe with only his physical body. If this situation, which goes against natural phenomena and all human cognition, were seen by the Inquisition, they might be bold enough to send inquisitors to arrest him.

He took them back and asked them - provided they could get by.

Angron knew that they dared, but they could not pass through the world governed by the World-Eating Brave unharmed. Thinking of this, his broken hearts warmed a little.

At least, my heirs are still loyal.

Throughout the entire empire, the World Eaters are the most admired among the nine remaining loyal legions. The blood from their original body flows in their bodies, and their anger against injustice and innate sense of justice make them

The warrior's focus is not just on killing heretics and demons.

They attach great importance to the lives of mortals, and sometimes they even go so far as to break into conflicts with other departments of the empire (the most serious of which is the Inquisition. The conflict between the two is so serious that the Inquisition does not dare to let its ship pass by a place where the World Eaters are stationed.

Yong's Starfield), but everyone else actually understands one thing.

If you make a world-devouring brave warrior angry with you, then there is no doubt that you are the wrong person. They impose strict discipline on themselves, and must do their best in every move, without exceeding the limit.

Moment. Not only did he not make any mistakes in the world he was stationed in, he was even able to see an Astartes strolling on the street without attracting onlookers, such a strange scene.

People in those worlds regard them as heroes and protectors. At the same time, they also regard them as people just like themselves. They are loved, but they are not too far away from the masses. They all love each other.

Angron was quite satisfied with this.

Unfortunately, this may be the last time he thinks about it. Angron turned around decisively. He was only wearing a robe. The original body's eyes were painful and determined: Yes, I must do this.

I must enter chaos.