Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

No one answered.

They didn't know what to say.

The word brother occupies a large proportion in human history. In the human concept, this word can refer to many kinds of relationships. Blood brothers, people who are congenial or like-minded, or people who have deep friendship.

There are seven Primarchs present. How does this word refer to each other for them? Are they blood brothers, like-minded people, or people with deep friendships?

No one could give an answer, no one even knew how to explain it to Vulkan.

They just looked at this brother who had just woken up with complicated eyes - the burliest among the primarchs, the most powerful, the gentlest... one who was not even willing to use his full strength in a fight.

, for fear of hurting the other person.

How are you going to explain all this complexity to him?

Vulkan sighed deeply, as if he had gotten an answer from their silence. This sigh was so long that it was suffocating.

He sat up and stared at the ground cautiously. After being mentally prepared, he raised his head again and glanced around each of their faces. As if he was afraid that his illusion would disappear.

"Even in dreams, we are not complete."

He pursed his lips tightly and said: "I only saw the six of you...sigh..."

Vulkan lowered his head, supported his hands with his knees, and covered his face with his hands. A dull echo came from the heavy palms: "It shouldn't be like this, no...could it be?"

Are we really destined to be against each other? Can we not be reunited even in a dream? "

Ruth rubbed his arms and took a few steps back without making any sound. He stubbornly pretended to feel chilled, but he gritted his teeth tightly and his throat kept rolling up and down.

Finally, Vulcan raised his head again. His dark complexion perfectly concealed something, so that no one present could tell whether the dim red around his eye circles was a physiological reaction or whether he had just covered himself.

the traces left on his face.

He looked at his brothers - his only remaining brothers - with caution again, as if he were dealing with fragile glass products.

"Why is this so?"

He asked, or maybe he was just talking to himself. After all, in his opinion, everyone present was just an illusion of the subspace.

"I know you all have your own ideals, but isn't the safety of all mankind included in it? We were supposed to be a shield to protect mankind, but in the end we pointed our swords at each other. The flames of war are burning, my

Bros......"

Vulkan's tone was not intense, but his voice sounded like he was vomiting blood.

"In addition to misfortune and pain, war can give mankind nothing. I have personally seen people sinking, wailing, and screaming in the flames of war. Even those who survived, some parts of them have been changed forever."

"But war is necessary - but who brought it? Our father spent tens of thousands of years trying to end the existence of war. He failed, and so did we. The war finally won, it

It will spread throughout this universe forever, until the flame burns over all of our heads."

He paused for a while, and then showed a wry smile in the eyes of the silent crowd.

"I'm even talking to your illusions, expressing my own opinions and thoughts... What's the use of doing this?"

After saying this, Vulkan swallowed back all the unspoken philosophical thoughts.

He lay back on the bed weakly, closed his eyes, as if he had accepted everything, and wanted to wait for the end of the illusion with a short rest. However, someone coughed lightly at this moment.

It's Chagatai.

The Chogorian raised his head, looked at the ceiling of the lounge, and said with wandering eyes: "Vulkan, the dizziness caused by the teleportation and the character of that gentleman may have caused you to misunderstand some things. However, your hearing should have already It has recovered, so you should be able to hear the sound of the engine running, right...?"

The Fire Dragon Lord suddenly opened his eyes, sat up at lightning speed, and looked at him in disbelief. He even forgot to close his jaw.

After listening carefully and realizing that Khan was telling the truth, even the end of his finger pointing at Khan started to tremble.

"You...you...this...?!"

Guilliman turned his head so that Vulkan could not see his expression, but his shoulders were shaking.

In this way, he said slowly with a completely different voice than usual: "Yes, I agree with Jaghatai. Although the engine of Macragge's Glory is a bit far away from the lounge, we can still hear it to some extent. A little..."

"Robert——?!"

Vulcan's voice sounded like a scream.

Russ didn't hide himself as much as these two people - he grinned almost to his ears, and then burst into unstoppable laughter. Leman Russ didn't even say a word, just relying on his own words The smile made Vulkan feel intensely ashamed. This was simply an unprecedented achievement.

"You...this, me? No, no!"

Vulkan couldn't accept it and covered his head, and then he started to speak incoherently because he couldn't accept the reality: "By the way, Fulgrim! Fulgrim! You can't stand in front of me like this. It must be an illusion of chaos!"

Fulgrim slowly spread his hands, and then pointed to the scar on his face. His generous behavior made Vulkan stunned. The corners of the Fire Dragon Lord's eyes actually twitched, and then, He heard Fulgrim's voice.

"It's an honor to meet you, my brother, but the person standing in front of you is no longer the Fulgrim you remembered."

The reborn Phoenix said softly: "I am not an illusion of chaos, I am real. In addition, although I am a little dissatisfied with your wanting to use me as evidence to refute their actions, but..."

He laughed heartily, and the scar stretched out with his smile.

"...Anyway, welcome back."

Angron moved quietly and silently, as if he wanted to try to disappear into the lounge in front of everyone. But his behavior was noticed by another person who was also silent early on, and Sanguinius coughed. With a sound, the figure turned into a point of light and disappeared, appeared in front of him, and grabbed Angron's collar.

With a smile, he pushed the stiff Angron in front of Vulkan.

"Come and meet Angron, brother. Do you notice anything different about him?"

Angron's face was sullen and silent, as if he were a sculpture. And then, Vulkan's actions made him feel strongly uncomfortable.

Vulkan stood up tremblingly, hugged him tightly, and kept groping behind Angron's head with his hands, muttering to himself: "Where is that abominable creation...? It disappeared? Who will replace it?"

You took it off, my God! Was it the father? He still found a way?! This..."

Angron felt a strong emotion burst out in his heart, which was so strong that the discomfort he had felt all over his body disappeared. A few seconds ago, he felt that his bones were about to jump out of his skin because of this hug.

Now he stood there quietly.

He even forgot to explain that he was not the person Vulkan thought he was.

And Vulkan's voice already had a genuine cry.

"That's great...that's great..."

He kept repeating this word, like a child who had just learned the first word in his life: "This is... great..."

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"How did you feel about your first failure, Batman?"

With a little teasing, He Shenyan asked.

The man sitting opposite him was obviously not happy about this, his face was gloomy and terrifying. It was as if he had borrowed five million from someone else and then found out that the creditor accidentally fell down the stairs and died when he went out the next day.

Similar.

However, he did not lose his temper in the end.

With a little bit of unwillingness, Crane sighed.

"...I was careless." He said honestly. "Nelugos is far from being as stupid as it appears on the surface. On the contrary, it is probably the most cunning Nurgle demon I have ever seen.

.”

"Oh, you don't have to worry about this anymore, it's completely dead."

With a little disgust, He Shenyan waved his hand and made a dissipation gesture.

Then, he mentioned another thing: "The Emperor's Sword and Crimson Blade have been teleported to the Terra Space Station by me. They should be undergoing maintenance of weapons and equipment and their own repair procedures. About them.

, you don’t have to worry anymore.”

"You are really flawless in what you do."

The mage chuckled and shrugged noncommittally: "It's not watertight if I do it smoothly. If I were really watertight, Vulkan would have been found long ago, and there would be no need to wait for the child's bracelet to be taken off.

Down."

"What the hell is that bracelet?"

Crane frowned and pointed at the silver bracelet placed on the coffee table nearby. It was sitting quietly on it at the moment. There was nothing magical about it. It looked like just a more exquisite bracelet, nothing more.

"If you have to explain it, it's actually very difficult."

He Shenyan touched the stubble on his chin. Only then did he realize how long he had been in the pocket dimension. With a little sigh, he said: "But since the target of the explanation is you, it's easy to handle."

Much more - this thing is actually a collection of waghh energy."

"...I'm sorry, can you say it again?"

"You don't have hearing problems, right? I've burned away the damn plague for you." He Shenyan rolled his eyes. "That's what I said, this bracelet is a collection of waghh energy."

"How is this possible?!" Crane's voice suddenly rose three times. Considering his character as Batman, it was no different from yelling at someone.

"Vulkan did indeed die in the explosion of the waghh energy furnace with the beast in the end. This is true, but how did he obtain the technology? How did he bind the waghh energy in a small bracelet?

Why would he give this bracelet to that child? How could that child wear this bracelet for eight years without any problems?!"

"You have too many questions. I am not an encyclopedia of 100,000 whys. How can I know everything?"

The mage leisurely snapped his fingers and made himself a glass of iced Coke.

After taking a sip, he said slowly: "Don't take things about the orcs too seriously. Science can't explain why they can speed up their vehicles by painting them red. After Vulcan died, his soul was in Asia.

He has been floating in space for a long time, do you want to guess who has his soul in his hands during this time?"

Crane's child shrank suddenly.

"...I demand that he be thoroughly and comprehensively examined."

His stubborn tone clearly indicated that he had entered Batman mode, suspicious and stubborn, seriously doubting everyone.

However, the mage rejected his request without hesitation: "That's not necessary, Crane. Those two guys did nothing to Vulcan's soul. If I had to say it, they even protected him.

.If it weren’t for them, those four bastards would have snatched his soul away long ago.”

His straightforward description made Crane, who wanted to use science to understand the world, couldn't help but reveal an indescribable expression on his face.

After a long time, Batman took a deep breath: "...The next time you tell me something like this, can you say it all at once? It's very difficult for you to see other people's shocked expressions.

Is it interesting?"

The mage blinked, pretended to think for a while, and then nodded neatly: "Yes, it's very interesting."

He even showed a friendly and bright smile: "Look, I actually know a lot of things, but I just won't tell you... What do you think? I mean, do you want to know more?

?”

His tone was simply impatient.

"No, thank you, but I still want to stay normal and sane."

Batman stood up expressionlessly, pointed at the wall, and said rather bluntly: "Open the door to Terra Space Station and let me go."

"What you said...I'm not a bad person."

He Shenyan yawned and pointed, and a simple door appeared on the wall.

Crane walked over there without hesitation. He would rather fight ten bloodthirsty demons of Khorne than ask He Shenyan another question. This person's bad taste has reached a certain level.

The critical point is literally on the verge of becoming an asshole.

However, just when he was about to leave, He Shenyan still said the last words with a smile.

"By the way, Crane, do you want to think about why that bracelet made Vulkan forget something and at the same time obscured his existence? There will be a prize for guessing correctly."

"you--"

He turned around angrily, but before he could finish his words, he was thrown out by the mage with his mental power. He Shenyan burst out laughing - he could see the angry expression of a Batman with his own eyes, and it would be hard to tell anyone about it.

No one will believe it.

But...that's where the jokes end.

He raised his fingers and leaned on the armchair. His eyes suddenly became deep, and the lights in the room began to disappear little by little, and darkness fell here. Then, the starlight of Lake Arima suddenly appeared.

Surrounded by starlight, he closed his eyes and began to think for a very long time.

The purpose is just to complete an operation.