Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

At dawn, he walked out of the black mist, holding a two-handed sword that glowed a pale green in his hand.

Foyego is dead, and He Shenyan doesn't even bother to spend more time on him. Regardless of whether he really loves his queen that much, when he kills so many people in the name of love, the nature of the matter is

It has changed.

He Shenyan turned his head slightly and glanced at the glowing sky. Bilgewater was being reborn from the ashes, and the power belonging to Naga Kapoulos had not faded. The sea beasts from afar were still resisting in the black mist.

What they don’t know is that the fog will soon dissipate.

Not all fog will ever dissipate.

The mage lowered his head, glanced at the Blade of the Ruined King in his hand, and threw it into his pocket dimension. This thing was of no use to him, but it was enough to serve as a small collection.

It was marked. He Shenyan had already made up his mind to throw this thing into the trading area of ​​the White Tower Council.

In this way, the Night of Soul Haunting ended - the people of Bilgewater didn't know that this would be the last night of terror they experienced. They also didn't know that the civilians who were lucky enough to survive didn't know who they were.

protected them.

The few people who actually saw the golden thunder and lightning falling from the sky inexplicably worshiped a new religion.

Time passes and years pass by. The truth is often just submerged in the dust of history.

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"I hope I didn't interrupt your vacation."

"Do you look like I'm on vacation?"

The Emperor, the Lord of Humanity - the old farmer who was currently wearing a straw hat smiled, the wrinkles on his face squeezed together: "Indeed, you don't look like you are on vacation. I am more relaxed than you."

"Don't get cheap but still behave well."

The mage rolled his eyes and threw a memory fragment in his hand to him. The transaction from the female elf contained thousands of different black technologies, which was enough to bring the empire back to life - of course, it still depends on the emperor.

Arrange these things.

Throw them all out in one go? He Shenyan doubted whether the mechanical priests from Mars would become collectively masterful the moment they saw these things.

"Thank you for your help."

The Emperor said sincerely: "But I'm afraid I can't repay you. Are you interested in coming to the Empire to serve as a fleet governor or something like that? It just so happens that Guilliman has been having a headache recently about returning to the original body, and he plans to initiate

Another expedition to recover all the imperial worlds that have lost contact along the way, I think you are very suitable to be the commander of this fleet."

"Don't even think about it!"

He Shenyan almost hung up the mental communication with him: "Go on your own! I still have a lot of things to do."

"I remember you said you were on vacation?"

"...Let's not mention this matter." He Shenyan reluctantly changed the subject. "How did those four guys do?"

"I didn't assign them tasks."

The emperor waved his hoe and cultivated the wheat on the ground. He Shenyan didn't know where he got the idea, but he actually circled a piece of land between the thrones and used his spiritual power to transport it from a garden world in the galaxy.

I gathered some soil and found a bag of wheat seeds from the museum, restoring the time of the bag of seeds to a usable level.

Now, he is farming under his throne.

I don’t know what those imperial guards would think.

"Don't tell me that you just let a few Primarchs do nothing on Holy Terra. This is a waste."

"It's not the time yet." The Emperor shook his head slightly. "Four primarchs without their own legion cannot give full play to their true advantages. Perhaps Frank and Crane are good at stealth operations and annihilation operations, but

Don’t you think it would be better for them to lead a legion from scratch?”

"Are you too obsessed with letting a big guy lead a group of smaller guys to adopt the Star Jump Gang?"

"It's better than you crushing the battleship into pieces with your mental tentacles when you disagree - at least they still kill the enemy with the weapons in their hands. Your behavior is an out-and-out miracle for anyone.

."

"Then you still want to give me the title of living saint?"

The emperor raised his hoe and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Actually, if you come back and look now, you will find that your title has been updated."

"......What did you say?"

"Don't worry about such small things."

The Emperor brought up the topic with a smile on his face: "I remember that you had a world that needed to be saved, so I gave you a fragment of my power. How was that world?"

"Everything is fine. For now, I don't need what you gave me."

The mage raised his hand and condensed a ball of light blue magic power in the center of his palm. It quickly transformed from an unshaped magic ball into a mirror, which reflected the world that Ancient One had given him.

The earth was blue and normal, with many satellites rotating around it. Some were abandoned and would crash when their useful life was over, while others had just risen. He Shenyan keenly noticed that one of them had a star on it.

The logo of Ke Industrial, but for some reason, there is a red star flag on it.

He raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"What's wrong?"

"I think I need to go back and take a look... This is beyond my expectation."

He Shenyan touched his chin and murmured to himself: "Can you imagine? A big capitalist is so inexplicable... Forget it, it's nothing. I think I have to go back and take a look."

"Perhaps his conscience has discovered it?"

"He does have a conscience, but not much. Most of the time, the man I know is still an arrogant, a bastard with an unabashed mouth, and a standard playboy - oh, it seems that this evaluation can be taken back. He is married

He seemed to be quite loyal to his wife."

The emperor smiled: "People always change, don't they? I dare say that the person you were ten years ago and the person you are now are two different people."

He Shenyan said nothing.

He just stared at the flag on the satellite, and countless memories flashed back in his mind. Those were the days when he was an ordinary person, ordinary school, exams, work... and the current magnificent life are completely different.

different.

Indeed, ten years is too long for a human being, and it can even change everything. It is enough for him to transform from an ordinary person who just wants to lie down to a wanderer who wants to find his own star in the vast sea of ​​stars.

"you're right."

After a long while, he nodded: "Keep planting your land, old man. I hope you can really grow something. I remember that there is no natural light on Terra. Do you really think your crops can survive?"

"A little psychic help is not cheating."

The Emperor waved goodbye with a smile.