Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

He Shenyan took another sip of the alien cocktail. I have to say that the feeling of the complex flavors mixed together and exploding on the taste buds was very wonderful. Star-Lord's words made him smile: "I've heard of you

Name, Mr. Star-Lord."

He swirled the wine in the glass in a circle. The lights above the dance floor had not yet been switched back to normal mode, but there were still the colorful and ambiguous lights. The wine in the glass reflected the colorful light, which reflected the scenery of the universe outside the porthole.

.

"Have you heard my name?"

"When I was dealing with the Skrulls, the Nova Corps came to me. They thought what I did was too appalling, and genocide was not something a person with a normal sense of morality or mental health should do. This

It's a completely crazy act."

He Shenyan took another sip of wine, and Star-Lord's smile became a little embarrassed - no one in the universe knew about the past that the Master just talked about. Moreover, he didn't understand how he and Xin Xing came to be.

The Legion has something to do with it.

"So I asked them what they should do if the Skrulls abducted Earthlings and even set up human laboratories on the Earth to conduct various experiments and conspire to invade. I still remember what the guy sent by the Nova Corps said.

"

He laughed, and the cloth covering his eyes made it impossible to see his eyes. But the smile was enough to make people feel chilled.

"He said that the Nova Corps would intervene in the matter and ask the Skrulls to pay compensation. So I asked what to do with the dead Earthlings. The guy looked at me as if he saw an ignorant idiot."

"He was very shocked and confused - and then told me that the technology compensated by the Skrulls will greatly increase the technological level of the entire earth, enough to become a real interstellar civilization. We will have planetary shuttles, or various

Extraordinary technology that can eliminate the uneven distribution of resources."

"I feel sorry for him." He Shenyan shook his head. "At that time, he still didn't understand what I wanted and the meaning of what the Skrulls did."

"The Earth was a weak, newly discovered civilization at that time. The invasion of the Skrulls was our first official contact with alien civilization. They came to the Earth and lurked for more than ten years, toying with the entire human society.

In the palm of his hand, he replaced various high-ranking officials, infiltrated silently, and even kidnapped innocent people for human experiments."

"——This is a naked and blatant invasion. If I agree to the Nova Legion's request and let the Skrulls pay us compensation, then all races in the universe will probably reach a consensus."

The mage raised his lips: "Earthlings are a race that can swallow this shame for some technology, a race that can give up the lives of countless compatriots for technology. Unfortunately, we are not. And, why don't they stop the Skrulls?

What about stopping the invasion? Instead, come to stop me, an Earthling who is exercising justice and revenge?”

Peter Quill felt his mouth go dry for a while, and the joy he had felt because his name was known to the mage had disappeared without a trace. He felt a heavy pressure filling the bar, like cold sea water.

, flooded his mouth and nose, almost suffocating.

Fortunately, Thor spoke up to break the pervasive cold feeling: "He rejected the Nova Corps people and then exterminated the Skrulls. As of now, not many people in the universe remember this race that once existed.

With the Empire.”

"Nothing." He shrugged. "Later, people from the Nova Corps thought He had violated the laws of the universe and wanted to arrest him - and issued a reward order. He probably saw your name at that time."

"You also know this?" The mage raised his eyebrows in surprise. "I don't remember telling you this."

"They all posted bounty orders to Asgard. Although I told them to get out, I still saw the names of hundreds of wanted criminals. You are the first one, He."

Thor stretched out his hands and made an exaggerated gesture: "There are too many crimes to count. We had a serious discussion about what you had done, but when we clicked on the introduction, there was only one."

"Don't you think it would be cruel for me to exterminate the Skrulls?"

Thor grinned.

"I am an Asgardian, He. Although I have never fought side by side with Odin, I am a warrior, a warrior who has experienced many wars. I know what the war between races means. Once it starts,

There will be no room for relaxation, only a fight to the death. What's more, no race can endure what the Skrulls do."

He pointed at himself very seriously: "If they do the same thing to Asgard, I'm afraid I will make the same choice as you."

The mage smiled at him again, raised his head and drank the cocktail in the glass, stood up and left the bar: "Let's not talk about this, Thor. I'm going to rest for a while. Please wake me up when I get to Earth, okay?

?”

"Then you have to rest for a long time. According to the speed, we still have five days to reach the earth. Hey, He, why don't you use your convenient portal spell?"

The mage turned around, spread out his hands and shook his head helplessly: "If I could, I would open the portal and go back early. Resurrection from the dead is not as simple as you think, Thor."

After saying that, he left, leaving only Peter, Gamora, who was still in a daze, and Thor, who still hadn't drunk enough.

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Star-Lord's ship can accommodate 300 people, and there are many guest rooms. The one He Shenyan is staying in at this time should be the best one. The bed seems to be bought from the planet Yin Ercross, where the people specially made it

All kinds of extremely comfortable furniture. They are at the top of their game.

The bed He Shenyan is lying on has 740 different functions. It can be a water bed, a hammock, or even simulate the touch of the flesh. Not only that, it also has a series of complex functions such as hypnosis. However,

, He Shenyan doesn’t need that much at all.

He just turned the bed into a simple white wooden bed.

At this moment, he was lying on the bed, 'gazing' at the magnificent scenery outside the porthole with his mental tentacles. The scenery of the universe was never boring, no matter how many times he saw it. It was always changing, every moment.

New scenery appears every moment.

While he was concentrating on his thoughts, the soft light above his head suddenly dimmed for a moment, and the next second, death was already lying beside him.

She appeared so naturally, and her posture was extremely lazy. The black skirt was made of who knows what kind of fabric, and it perfectly outlined the body curves.

He Shenyan didn't even bother to move, he just said calmly: "What's the matter?"

"Just came to see my dear messenger." Death smiled. "Are your eyes okay?"

"Not good. Your power is too strong. The rest of the energy in my body has been suppressed. I am trying to find a way to reconcile it."

The mage did not hide anything and told every detail - after all, in front of such a true creator god, what was the need to hide anything?

"That's because you have complete control over me."

Death smiled slightly: "No one has done this. You killed yourself with authority, refused to sleep, and returned from my domain. From the moment you woke up, the three people became my true messengers.

All conditions have been met.”

"Three conditions?"

"First, be given some authority by me. Second, understand the true meaning of death."

Death sat up from the bed, stretched out his hand, and gently touched his eyes covered with cloth: "...The third point is to kill yourself with authority and come back to life."

"These are really harsh conditions." He Shenyan tilted his head slightly and avoided her touch. "Do you really think someone can meet all three conditions?"

"He has already appeared, isn't he right in front of me?"

The light dimmed again, and when it came on, Death was already sitting beside the bed. His dignified and elegant sitting posture made the simple bed look like it had suddenly turned into something like a throne.

Really?

He Shenyan smiled - Death, a god that constitutes the basic existence of the world, would really set a condition that no one can complete?

He recalled the description of the beholder Shuma-Gorath in ancient books, which "exists at the end of time and cannot be killed." And Shuma-Gorath is a creation of death.

Also, for such a being, time is just a plaything that can be erased easily. She has probably seen my existence and even my future through the torrent of time...

Death, as if it could see what he knew and was thinking, shook his head.

"You guessed wrong, my messenger."

She turned her head slightly melancholy: "I can't see your future. Among countless universes, you are the only one that exists in this one. What's more, you can leave at any time, right? It's really enviable.

Be free."

"However, I don't think you would set a condition that cannot be fulfilled without any reason."

"Maybe it's because I didn't want it done in the first place."

She stretched out her right hand and pressed it on the mage's forehead. A black phantom flashed past, and she gently pulled off the cloth. The mage opened his eyes and returned to his normal appearance. The light dimmed again for a moment, and death disappeared.

There was only one vague word left in his room.

"Remember...you are my messenger. If you are bullied, don't forget to come to me."

He Shenyan closed his eyes with a strange look on his face - this was the first time someone said that to him.

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Earth.

Strange stood in the conference hall in a suit and tie, not knowing what to say. There were many people sitting in front of him.

Tony and Rod were sitting together. The two old men, who were unkempt after retirement, were laughing and joking together.

Natasha Romanoff was wearing overalls and even had a straw hat on her head that she hadn't had time to take off. Hawkeye was sitting next to her, with mud on his sleeves. They were fertilizing the fields before the two came. Natasha After he retired, he lived next door to Hawkeye's house, and the two families had a very good relationship.

Sitting next to them was a man with a calm face. He was wearing a dirty sweatshirt and had a glove on one hand - who else could it be if he wasn't Bucky?

Everyone was in a lively mood, chatting to each other. No one noticed that Strange's expression was a little off. He pursed his lips, pulled up his left sleeve and looked at his watch. Not long after, there was a knock on the door.

A big man with green skin cautiously poked his head in and took a look. He was relieved when he found that he knew everyone inside.

"Hey, everyone." Banner, who had become one with Hulk, showed a bright smile. "Long time no see."

"Oh my God, Doctor!"

Tony took off his glasses in shock: "Are you...?"

Banner appeared to be slow but actually quickly came to the opposite side of him and Rhodes, pulled out a chair and sat down. The chair, which was obviously specially made for his stature, accommodated him perfectly.

The ever-angry Hulk took off his glasses, smiled and nodded to everyone: "Yes, the theory that He said for me to accept myself has been realized by me. I have to say, I feel great now. Already."

His smile brought a little sigh: "Hulk is actually an incarnation of me... He is a part of me. I have been resisting him all this time, but this is actually unnecessary."

The conference hall soon became lively. Everyone was chatting, talking, and expressing their opinions on retirement life. Even Bucky, who had always had nothing to say, had a few words with Banner. Except for one person.

Strange.

He was still standing in front of the conference table, his expression seemed calm, but in fact his heart was turbulent.

After a while, a voice suddenly sounded in the conversation, with a tiredness that came from nowhere: "Everyone, I have something to say."

"Why do you look like this, Strange?" Rhodes asked first, with a puzzled expression.

Others nodded in agreement.

Tony looked at his face and raised his hand half-jokingly: "Is there another invasion? Stop it! It's only been two days! By the way, why? Why didn't I see him?"

Strange lowered his head and did not make eye contact with anyone. He opened his mouth, his chest rose and fell a few times, and finally said those words: "...He is dead."

Tony's smile froze on his face, and the conference room suddenly became quiet. Everyone's expressions were different, but they all had one thing in common.

Confused.

It was as if Strange was telling a joke in a strange language that they didn't understand.

Numbness rose from the soles of his feet, and Strange stretched out his hand to hold on to the long table in the conference hall. The dizziness rose to his brain again. However, the more this happened, the more he became more and more awake. He had no idea where to start and he spat out all the words.

"He is dead, Sithorne told me personally. Wang and I tried various methods to contact him, but there was no response at all. Even using the search spell of the Holy of Holies, we could not find where he was... ..So I--"

He opened his mouth, blinked, looked from bottom to top, and took a deep breath: "——I have to say this, he is probably really dead."