Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Have a great time.

This kind of pure and delicious pure energy has not been seen since the last time I ate up those protoss in one breath. Not to mention that the dregs of the planet eaten in the subspace are difficult to digest.

He was prone to grinding his teeth. He ate happily, and the tentacles spreading from the black shadow under his feet grew a hundredfold.

This Sithorn's power tastes like tender lamb, the kind that has just been blanched. Pick up a piece with a tuna, dip it in the sauce, and put it in your mouth - the taste explodes on the taste buds, every minute,

He felt happy every second. Satisfying appetite always makes people happy.

But Sithorne was not so happy.

The dark dimension is a special dimension formed by her. From a certain point of view, this is another form of existence for herself. At this moment, she is undoubtedly feeling herself being eaten bit by bit by others, without any trace of it.

No power to fight back.

——Yes, she was horrified to find that there was nothing she could do against He Shenyan.

She couldn't expel him, nor could she stop his behavior. Any attack on him with dark energy was equivalent to sending meat to the lion's mouth. It had no effect, but would make her feel deeper pain.

.What was even more unacceptable to her was that the mage even laughed at her while eating.

"Next time you come to someone else's world, remember to inquire about the situation first, madam - oh, you may not have that chance."

"The hospitality is so great, ma'am, that it almost makes me feel embarrassed."

"Aren't you going to do something, ma'am? I'm going to eat you up."

ate up.

With these three words, Sithorn felt great fear flowing upstream from her lungs, which had not been used for tens of thousands of years. Ever since she won the war with her own people, she had never needed to breathe again, but

Now, she needs it.

The air was carefully produced by He Shenyan and brought to Sithorn's lips. She took a deep breath of air, her pale face eased, her fear disappeared, and then she felt great humiliation.

She changed from a god to a human, and her power was swallowed up bit by bit by He Shenyan. She needed air again, but there was no air in the dark dimension, so she couldn't survive - so.

then......

So this man standing opposite her, with a smile on his face and shining red eyes, created something for her to survive on.

Air.

He Shenyan opened his legs, as if he was on an outing. He took a step, and ripples appeared in the air. From where he landed, grass and trees began to spread, and the scene of a certain park began here.

Spreading out, birds singing and flowers fragrant, blue sky and white clouds, the breeze gently blew through his hair.

Sithorn stood opposite him, defenseless and frail, no longer a god but a fragile mortal.

"What on earth are you..." She trembled, tears soaking her eyelashes and slowly flowing out of her eyes. "...?"

"That's a good question." The mage replied softly. "I want to know too."

He covered his mouth, his back arched, and there was a strange noise in his throat. Dark power surged in his belly, and his face became pale and bloodless. After a while, he stood up straight. Sithorn

I heard him exhale softly.

“It tastes good, thank you for the hospitality.”

he said with a smile.

"Now, let's talk business."

"Business?"

The mage nodded sincerely: "Yes, it's business. For example, whether my friend does things for you or with you - this matter is very important to me, so I hope you must answer me honestly, otherwise I will

We have to use other methods.”

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Strange is still busy at the Long Sacrifice Beach.

He was busy - both an adjective and a metaphor. Because Strange was indeed floating and very busy.

He needs to set up a large-scale mortal dispelling circle, and also needs to arrange illusions to prevent what he will do later from being seen by satellites or fishermen at sea, and the citizens of Iceland. At the same time, he also has to be busy dispersing the large-scale portal here.

trace.

Spells will interfere with each other. He Shenyan never pays attention to this when casting spells. He always makes the next spell directly erase the traces of the previous spell, but Strange does not dare to do this. There is something here

If the large-scale traces are not removed, it may seriously interfere with the stability of his spellcasting.

Considering the large-scale spell he was about to perform, this step was necessary. It was like cleaning a certain toy after playing with it, or brushing his teeth before going to bed.

However, plans always fail to keep up with changes. Just when he was busy setting up those complicated magic circles and leaving large tracts of magic traces in the air, He Shenyan suddenly appeared on the long beach. His face was pale.

It's terrifying, but there are real flames burning in his two eyes, making his eyes seem to have turned into leaping magma.

Strange noticed something unusual about him in an instant. However, before he could say anything, He Shenyan interrupted him with a strange tone.

"What are you doing here? Didn't I ask you to find Sithorne?"

"I looked for it, and he said you are being watched by another Sithorn right now - oh, I understand."

Strange slapped himself on the forehead with an ugly expression, and cursed himself angrily: "I even forgot that you already had a way to deal with Sithorne and his dark dimension!"

"is her."

"What?"

"It's her, Strange. This Sithorn I ate - wait, I have to calm down the magic. I ate too much this time."

He Shenyan raised his neck like a contestant after a big eating competition, as if he wanted to let the food from his throat flow down.

Strange's expression became extremely weird. At this moment, the horse-faced mage really wished that he had a rewind button in his life, so that he wouldn't have to look too surprised when he heard something incomprehensible.

"Phew, okay, in short, the matter is almost clear. Wanda is crazy, but not that much. Generally speaking, the story behind it is a bit complicated, but she should still be saved, junior brother."

"Aren't you going to explain to me what's going on with the female version of Sithorne?"

"What? No way, Strange."

He Shenyan looked at him with strange eyes: "You won't...? I mean, you are engaged. Although Sithorn can become any style you like, tall, petite,

He can even be half human and half animal. But essentially, he is still a man."

The mage even spread his hands as he spoke, completely ignoring Strange's look of wanting to punch him: "——Oh, or did I misunderstand?"

"What do you think?"

Strange squeezed out these four words through his teeth, opened the portal first and returned to the Holy of Holies.