Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

"Have you ever danced with the devil under the pale moonlight?"

The little man let go of his hand, and a woman fell at his feet, covered in blood, with four blades stuck in her throat.

He shrugged: "Well, actually, I don't know what that sentence means or what the allusion is. I just watched an old movie in which a pale man said this sentence. I liked it very much."

"By the way, I'm sorry you can't respond to my jokes. I just feel bad, you know? Rachel Gurley. I really feel bad."

The little man squatted down and unbuttoned his suit at the same time to avoid any unexpected accidents. He reached out his hand, gently touched Rachel Gurley's scarred face, and said softly: "Why are you

You want to say the word short to me? I mean, you're talking to your friends on the corner of the dance floor, you're chatting, you're talking about the guys in the bar, I don't care."

"But why..." His expression suddenly turned ferocious. "Why do you call me 'short and cute'? Do you think I want to be born a small man?! Damn it! Creator

Everyone has an image assigned to them, and that’s what I was assigned to look like!”

He stamped his feet angrily, and his leather shoes collided with the floor between jumps, making an unsettling monotonous sound. Under the moonlight, he was jumping next to a woman who was not dead in the back alley of a deserted bar, with an expression on his face.

ferocious.

"Do you think I want to go around killing people for her? No, you are wrong! I also want to be like those bastards called Gabriel and be able to seduce everyone in the world to die for them just by my beauty, but I can't!

Because I am not Gabriel! I am just an ordinary one among many angels!"

His voice was hoarse, and the veins on his neck were swollen. He pulled on his tie to make himself feel better, and a golden light lit up in his neck: "I don't want this either! I don't want it either! You forced me!

Why is there so much sin in each of you, why? Oh my God, Rachel! Why are you talking about me behind my back?"

He raised his foot and pressed Rachel's cheek with his leather shoe. The muscles on his face trembled: "Why do you want to commit such a crime?"

"You know what, Rachel? I hope you feel guilty for me every moment from now on. Because of you, I only killed seventeen people tonight! I should have killed twice as many! You know if I wasn't here in Time

If I kill everyone in this world, what will heaven do to me?"

After saying this, he straightened his tie, sniffed again, and turned around to leave. Just as he raised his feet, he froze. A tall and thin man stood at the entrance of the alley, staring quietly.

Hold him.

That gaze was so quiet, so unsettling to him, and that face——

The little man was stunned.

"Yes, it's you?" He murmured. "It's you? It's you. It's you!"

"you you you!"

His fingers trembled and kept trembling at He Shenyan, as if he suddenly had epilepsy. Tears flowed from the little man's eyes. He covered his mouth as if crying with joy, knelt on his knees, and began to be pious on the spot.

and began to pray.

"Almighty Father, your grace to me is unparalleled! The sinner is so close, right before my eyes!"

He clasped his hands together and said loudly: "I will sacrifice his head for you!"

He Shenyan just looked at him quietly, without saying a word or making any movement. He just stood there with his bare hands, not even gathering any magic power. The little man stood up and came to him step by step. He every time

As soon as he took a step, his body grew an inch taller. By the time he reached the mage, the little man had already disappeared.

"The First Clan"

It was replaced by a tall humanoid creature with a face that resembled a lake. It had perfect body proportions, but was extremely tall, at least six meters tall, with six pairs of holy wings growing on its back.

It stretched out its hand, grabbed He Shenyan, and took him to the top of a certain mountain in an instant. Its voice resounded through the sky like thunder. At this moment, all churches and all believers in the world could

Hear the voice of this creature, and even see its appearance, as well as the mage it is holding in its hand.

In their sight, it was a devil whose whole body was burning with sulfur flames. The devout believers screamed and knelt on the ground. They touched their foreheads to the ground and began to kneel down.

"Listen!" it roared. "Her Lamb! I have captured the devil who will destroy the world, crack the earth, and burn everything with fire!"

"Look!" It raised its hand again. "The devil is in my hands!"

"I will kill it in front of you! So that you will know that disobeying the Lord's teachings is sinful and deserves to be punished! Stay pure, lambs! Only in this way will you be led to heaven!"

"Have you finished speaking?" the devil asked softly. "I have to say that your persuasive speaking skills are really not ranked among your peers. The pimps are more passionate than you when negotiating prices."

It was stunned: "What?"

He Shenyan yawned.

"I was just thinking about how to kill you, but I didn't expect you to take the initiative to reveal your trump card - I mean, this is a good move."

The mage grinned, revealing his white teeth. He leaned between the angel's fingers and looked at its growing body, and his smile became brighter.

"Absorbing faith is a good trick. But what you did is a bit rough, angel. You should also absorb their souls, so maybe I will have some scruples when I start."

The angel was furious, and his voice once again echoed in the hearts of all the believers in the world. They shed tears in fear, trembling on the ground and begging the angel for forgiveness. Of course, there were more people who were cursing the man who was being

The devil is held in the hands of an angel.

Their voices gradually merged with those of the angels.

"You shameless evil devil who refuses to repent even when you are about to die!" The angel clasped his fingers. "Repent! Because your death has come! And our Lord is the most merciful. If you repent, she will let you enter the world without mercy."

Go to the land of glory!”

"Fuck you."

He Shenyan cursed coldly. In order to ensure that this sentence could be understood by people from any country, he even thoughtfully released a translation spell. The next second, the surface of his body began to burn with golden flames.

Psychic flames originating from those who hate religion the most ignited in this strange world.

The next second, the angel's palm began to burn.

Its holy flesh and blood turned into a glass-like substance in an instant, clear and transparent, and the huge white bones were clearly visible inside. On the top of the mountain, the cold wind howled by, the sky was filled with dark clouds, and fierce flames

It is slowly blooming.

It howled in pain.

People saw that the devil came out of the angel's hand. It seemed to have cast some evil spell from hell. The angel fell to his knees and screamed in pain. The sound made them cry bitterly, wishing they could use their own

In exchange for death, the angel's pain would be alleviated.

But the devil remained unmoved.

"The place of supreme glory?" the devil said coldly, and then laughed. His sharp teeth poked out from his lips. "Sooner or later I will find your little place and burn it to the ground."

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New York, St. John's Cathedral.

In this Gothic church, a man with gray hair wearing a priest's robe raised his hands sadly. He took off the cross necklace he wore on his chest, held it tightly in his hands, and prayed devoutly.

"Oh, Lord. Please look at us with your wise eyes. The devil from the burning land is poisoning your messenger and is about to approach your lamb. Oh, Lord, I beg you to send down your mercy.

Nectar, save us all..."

"John Trick."

A kind voice suddenly sounded in this Gothic church. The voice echoed in this grand and majestic hall that could even accommodate thousands of believers. It echoed in the murals, sculptures and huge ivory-white pillars.

in between, echoing in John Trick's ears.

He raised his head in fear and stared at the man in front of him who was slowly walking down from the cross, his hands and feet bleeding. Hot tears flowed from his eyes, and he knelt on the ground naturally.

The Son of God came to him, raised his hand, touched the top of his head, and asked softly: "Are you willing to give up your life for the Lord?"

"I do, Jesus! So that you may know that I am willing to devote myself to the faith!" Father John replied hoarsely, trembling.

"very good."

Jesus smiled.

He is made of stone, so when he laughs, the skin on his face will crack inch by inch, and stone fragments will fly out. But it doesn't matter, because Father John doesn't look up at all. He can't see the greed in Jesus' eyes, nor can he see the greed in Jesus' eyes.

Can't see the golden light hidden under his broken skin.

He only felt a wave of warmth coming towards him. This ignorant man thought that he had passed the last test of Jesus and was about to ascend to heaven. The golden light became stronger and stronger, and he thought it was time to raise his head and gaze at the legendary

The golden door will come to everyone.

——So, he raised his head and saw Jesus with naked face muscles and bones.

The Son of God smiled solemnly at him. The smile that should be kind and full of divinity looked so penetrating under the unholy golden light. At the last moment of his life, John realized one thing.

But it was too late.

Jesus stretched out his hand and hugged him tightly. John's bones began to break and collapse bit by bit. His spine and ribs let out an overwhelmed whine, and his eyeballs were squeezed out of their sockets by the huge force and fell to the ground, bloody.

Then he was trampled to pieces by Jesus.

He hugged him and walked towards the door. In the process, Jesus disappeared, Father John also disappeared. Finally, standing there was a completely naked black-haired man. He had a thick beard and wheat-colored skin.

and a compassionate face.