Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

No one knows what will happen next second.

In the Webway, nothing can be predicted. No one can do this, not even Chagatai Khan. But he must make a decision and find a chance for the heirs behind him.

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They had paid too much for him, long hunts, endless battles - they had no complaints at all, but not Chagatai Khan. He felt extremely regretful for his recklessness at that time. If he was the only one who entered the webway, then

, he won’t hesitate at all.

But he came in with his children.

A total of two thousand people.

But now...there are only 317 of them left.

"Khan."

A warrior with white scars came over. His power armor was full of mottled spots and scars. He said: "Seven more brothers have died. The bodies are too mutilated and the gene seeds cannot be successfully recovered. In addition, our supplies are not enough.

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Very good, three hundred and ten people.

"How many days can it last?"

"If we still keep marching at full speed, it will take at most five days."

Jaghatai Khan stretched out his hand, and the dirty wind in the network blew past. He clenched his right fist, as if trying to catch the wind, no one knew what he was thinking.

After a while, the warrior heard the Khan say: "Strip off the armor of the fallen warriors... Burn their bodies with fire, and be sure not to let their bodies be desecrated in any way. Bring the ashes to

It is the paint that writes their names on my armor."

"As you command, Khan."

After he left, Jaghatai Khan tore off the cloak from his back. The cloak had become tattered in the long battle. It was originally white and red, but now only dark red remained on it.

Those are the traces left by the natural drying of blood after it was left on it.

If his memory is still clear, then there is still some space left for the dead behind his armor.

Thinking of this, Khan lowered his head and stared at the Imperial Sky Eagle on his chest. The Sky Eagle was covered with mottled spots, and the names written on it by the ashes of his dead heirs shone with a dark luster.

He didn't want to stare any longer, and simply raised his head to look into the distance of the Webway. The dark blue mist hung like threads on the black ground, and could even cover half of the wheels of his suspended motorcycle. At this moment,

The back sank.

"Khan, please wait a moment."

There was a constant sound of friction from the armor on his back, and the warrior's ashes, which were still warm, were carved on the armor of Jaghatai Khan with the heated blade - this man has passed away, and he will bear the responsibility.

The names of the dead move on. The wind will not stop, and neither will the Chogorians.

Five minutes later, this solemn ceremony was truly completed. Three hundred and ten people got on the motorcycles, and the Khan who followed them continued to move deeper into the webway. No one knew where they were now, or where they were.

Instruments are not suitable for this mysterious channel.

No one dares to say that they really understand this place, even the Eldar aliens who have been fighting with them for a long time. The webway is complicated and complex, and no one knows where the next road will go, just like a cruel fate.

But Chogorians never believe in fate.

Jaghatai Khan's eyes are like an eagle, just like his other name - "Eagle of Chogoris". As the original body, his vision surpasses that of humans and even Astartes, which can make Chogoris even more powerful.

The Eagle lives up to his name, he sees far.

Because of this, after only half an hour of progress, he raised his right hand. The hoverbikes braked neatly, the chain swords were activated, and the bolt guns were loaded. Needless to say, the soldiers spontaneously Get closer.

They knew the battle was coming.

But no one backed down.

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"Remember it, Tamali."

He Shenyan was fiddling with the modified imperial standard light gun in his hand, moving his fingers back and forth in the safe position: "The lowest position is the safety position, and the trigger cannot be pulled. Move up one position, and five consecutive shots will be fired. A short burst of fire, then upward, fully automatic.”

After saying this, he handed the gun to the excited Astra Militarum. This lone soldier was eligible to receive a weapon that he personally modified as a reward.

"The firepower has been specially 'taken care of' by me." He Shenyan winked at him. "It is extremely lethal to demons or any aliens. There is no need to change the ammunition, but if you keep firing unscrupulously, it will also overheat. .”

Such a sacred weapon!

Tamali's fingers were trembling when he took the gun. However, when his hand completely grasped it, the trembling disappeared and was replaced by stability like steel. Although he was still excited, as a The basic qualities of soldiers were not lost at all.

Returning the safety to the safe position, he carried the light gun behind his back and solemnly performed an eagle salute: "I will definitely live up to your expectations! I swear on my name that I will never let this sacred weapon Shame on you!"

He Shenyan smiled helplessly, and in Tamali's eyes, this naturally became a smile of approval - the Master wanted to tell him not to label anything as religious. However, when considering everything, one must take a step For the first time, he didn't say anything.

After all, his name is still on the list of living saints in the empire. After the names of Saint Celestine, there is a saint with a rather oriental style - He Shenyan. He was embarrassed when he saw this list. The emperor's smile was full of teasing.

After dealing with this small incident, and giving Tamali a blessing, they set off on the road. The webway was complicated, but fortunately, He Shenyan could always find a suitable path.

Tamali followed behind him, keeping pace with each step, not leaving an inch. His eyes were vigilantly looking at the surrounding environment where there was no danger at all. The Astra Militarum did not know that the roads they took were all completely safe. But in fact, he Be prepared to sacrifice yourself when necessary.

Compared with this living saint who suddenly appeared, his life was nothing - who else could possess that kind of sacred flame besides the Emperor and his scrollers? Although Tamali did not know the name of the mage, But I am willing to sacrifice my life for him.

After noticing this, He Shenyan glanced back at Tamali without leaving any trace, and threw three more shield spells on him.

He is most annoyed by people who decide to die for you without saying a word.

To make a long story short, after about an hour of going deep, He Shenyan stopped. The tentacles of his mental power unreservedly touched the depths of the webway. He had already felt the looming call and no longer had to hide himself.

"flutter--"

The flames ignited, and the golden flames enveloped them in an instant, and then ignited the webway. Tamali hugged his light gun tightly with a quick breath, silently reciting the emperor's prayer, and his eyes suddenly blurred. Came to a completely new realm.