Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

The three of them reacted very quickly, and different lights lit up on their hands. Strange attacked mainly, Wang cast a defensive array, and Rajiv created an aging curse with his left hand and a sealing array with his right hand, ready to summon him at any time.

A feast for the invaders of the Holy of Holies.

It's a pity that none of their spells can be used.

Because the person coming is Sithorn.

The god of Hades poked his head out from the air that seemed to be cracked, and thick darkness entangled in his eyes. This god of Hades, who was famous for being a fun-loving person and being aloof, unexpectedly looked extremely serious at this time.

Strange instinctively felt that something was wrong. People who were always angry became calm, people who were always calm became angry, and the clown in the circus cried... All these can be called abnormal phenomena.

And anything that is abnormal can be considered a bad thing.

Sithorn came out of his dark dimension. The great Hades, who had not really left his dimension for more than 100,000 years, once again stood on his former hometown, but he did not seem to miss it much.

.

He took out a pale purple gemstone from his arms, and Strange frowned - it was the Stone of Dynamos, which was stored in Ancient One's tomb and was the core of the formation of the Great Barrier...

..How come it’s in Sithorn’s hands?

However, Hades had no intention of playing riddles with him at this time. He just thrust the gem into Strange's hand and said, "Why did you give this to me? Don't ask, don't say anything more. Listen.

Well, I have news to tell you, so be mentally prepared."

The three of them looked at each other, and in the end, Strange nodded.

"He Shenyan is dead." Sithorn said simply. "He and the outsiders perished together. I will say this, Supreme Mage, from now on, the earth will depend on you."

After saying that, he turned around and returned to his own dimension without any hesitation.

......What?

Strange's expression was as if he didn't understand the meaning of Sithorne's words at all, and his brain shut down for a moment. He stared in confusion at the front where Sithorne disappeared, and gradually felt a strong sense of weightlessness.

died?

He Shenyan is dead?

Will he die?

How is this possible?

The three of them were still haunted by sorrow and doubt, but Sithorn put on a smile and happily sat on his throne and watched the show - we all know that bad habits are hard to change for a fun-loving person.

He had been paying attention to He Shenyan's condition, and of course he knew that he had come back from the dead. The reason why he came here to inform the three of them was because Sithorn wanted to watch a good show. This kind of show is rare, and it is rare for a living person to come back to life.

Come to Earth to attend your own funeral, the kind where everyone takes turns on stage to mourn...

Thinking of that scene, he almost burst into laughter. If he hadn't taken care of the beholder beside him, Sithorn would have probably fallen off the throne with laughter.

"...."

The beholder looked at him speechlessly, and squirmed with some discomfort, moving its tentacles a little further away from Sithorne. Even an ancient like her could not understand Sithorne's bad taste. So, she said straightforwardly.

Asked.

"If you do this, aren't you afraid that He Shenyan will come to trouble you in the future if he finds out?"

The smile on Sithorn's face froze for a moment, but it did not last long. The fingers of his right hand quickly jumped back and forth on the armrest of the throne. As if Hades had made up his mind, a smile bloomed on his face again.

"If I could see his expression when he attended his own funeral, it would be worth the beating."

"...cannot understand."

There was doubt in Shuma-Goras's eyes. Even she couldn't understand Sithorne's chaotic soul. She simply raised her huge tentacles and opened a portal to the outer dimension.

She will return to the chaotic end of time and continue to devour souls. The fight with those dimensional demons consumes a lot of money.

At the last moment of leaving, she seemed to have remembered something and asked: "By the way, he has completely mastered the power of death. Does this mean that we have witnessed the death of the only true apostle of death in the multiverse?"

Birth?"

Sithorn, God of the Underworld, shrugged: "I'm not as knowledgeable as you, Shuma Gorath. I'm just an insignificant Sithorn in thousands of parallel universes, not the only existence like you. So, I can

I can't answer your question."

"Pretending."

Shuma-Gorath left these words, and his body as huge as a mountain left here through the portal. As an existence at the end of the timeline, there can only be one beholder in the entire multiverse at the same time. Her speciality makes

She can see through many things easily, which is the strength accumulated over time.

Because of this, she fully understood that this Sithorn was lying - but she did not bother to expose it.

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"Wait, you went to another dimension with Tin Can?"

Sol's eyes widened: "You didn't call me for such a thing?!"

He Shenyan was holding a cup of "Star Wanderer" cocktail made by Peter "Star-Lord" Quill.

Hearing this, he calmly took a sip and replied with no trace of sinisterness at all: "Oh, I couldn't contact you at that time, Thor. Otherwise, how could I take the reliable Tony to have an adventure in another dimension?"

Sol frowned: "Is he reliable? He was at his bachelor party - tsk, forget it."

He wanted to say it, but he still couldn't finish it. Asgardians take promises very seriously. He promised Tony not to mention what happened that day to anyone, so he would naturally abide by this promise, even if it happens again.

It's the same no matter how unhappy he is.

After all, if nothing else, a promise is a promise.

At this time, they were sitting at the bar counter of the bar on the spaceship. Star-Lord was the bartender, and Gamora was sitting on the other side, sipping a drink. After evacuating the queues, the only people left on the ship were

Got the four of them. After all, it's the holidays for the 'Guardians of the Galaxy'.

Except for Gamora, few people can tolerate Star-Lord.

He Shenyan drank the cocktail in his glass and smiled narrowly at Saul: "Let's talk about you, Saul. As far as I know, you and Jane have broken up, right?"

"...Do you have to talk about this?"

Sol scratched his cheek depressedly: "Yes, yes. I was dumped by her——! It doesn't matter, I am completely relieved. I was indeed a spoiled child at that time, she was so strong

It was normal for a confident woman to look down on me at that time.”

"It's surprising, man, that you would admit your problem."

Peter interrupted, and at the same time he diligently filled He Shenyan's cocktail with a bright smile: "I haven't introduced myself to you yet, Mr. He? My name is Peter, Peter Quill, known as Star-Lord."