Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Cassandra Vaneskus would be grateful if she knew the mage's wishes for her.

But now she can't hear or see anything. Her five senses are all blocked, which is the work of an eagle.

As we all know, if you want to send any message out in the universe, time is indispensable. This is not as simple as the Astra Militarum headquarters on the ground contacting the cruiser parked in orbit. It only needs to issue a few messages to the cogitator array.

a command.

Therefore, if the Revenge's reply reaches her ship, I'm afraid they have already arrived.

The universe is a vast and terrifying place, and the transmission of messages depends largely on time. Communication between fleets still takes several hours to complete frequency docking, let alone such an expedition fleet in another galaxy?

Besides...yes, the universe is a vast and scary place.

And the latter is even worse than the former.

Cassandra took a deep breath, and the warning sound of the Skyhawk armor sounded in her ears. After about five minutes, the short-term confinement measures ended. Her sensory deprivation was cancelled, and she could see again.

I can hear it too.

It's a pity that she would rather not see anything now. You ask why? Ah, it's very simple.

The reason was a corpse with a wide open chest and abdomen.

The body with a gaping chest and abdomen was lying in front of her. It was Colonel Dieter Karma, one of her adjutants. A loyal Imperial Navy officer who was extremely tough in battle. He was determined and persistent.

But now, he was a bloody corpse, with all his internal organs missing. His Skyhawk armor failed to protect him because the armor itself was damaged.

Cassandra felt a twitching sensation in her stomach, and she didn't know why—am I still afraid of corpses?

She suppressed her thoughts and continued to observe Colonel Dieter's body, hoping to find some clues.

The mottled surface made it look as if it had experienced hundreds of years out of thin air. Colonel Dieter's face had also shrunk, and Cassandra was able to identify who he was through several specious details. And in his

Around the corpse, the dried blood formed a complex formation, wrapping him in it.

Cassandra didn't know what this formation meant, but she instinctively did not go any further. Furthermore, at the moment, what attracted her most was the corner of Colonel Dieter's eyes.

Those damn eyes... If she had a choice, Cassandra Vaneskus would firmly tell herself that those were not a pair of eyes, at least not the eyes that humans should have. But she didn't want to

I can't think of a more suitable word to describe them.

She only knew that they were a pair of eyes that should not appear on human beings. Every detail was filled with bloodshot eyes, making them turbid, and their transparent texture made them look like some kind of toys. But they appeared in a

on people.

Staring at them, Cassandra suddenly felt a surge of fear in her heart, followed by a deep shiver.

She almost fell in, her thoughts stopped, and those cloudy eyes of the dead seemed to have some magic power, sucking her soul in - until the warning voice of the Sky Eagle came: "Contamination detected!

Emergency measures are being initiated and 'sanity' is being injected, please stay away from the source of pollution immediately!"

The skyhawk's voice was shrill and distorted, gradually fading away—perhaps not fading away, but disappearing. It was like a radio being thrown far away. Even if it was still on, you could no longer hear the sound coming from it.

Source of pollution?

Lady Cassandra was horrified and immediately took a few steps back. At the same time, a sharp pain came through her brain. Without panic, Cassandra immediately gritted her teeth and stood up straight.

Thirty seconds later, the pain passed. Then she knew that the injection of 'reason' had been completed.

Sanity is a compound potion... She doesn't know its raw materials and why it works, but it can reverse minor pollution to a certain extent.

She did not look at the body of Colonel Dieter again, nor did she rush to contact the entire ship through the communication channel. She pulled out the R-2 short submachine pistol from her waist and quietly walked out of the conference room.

Although the corridors of the Holy Ring had been dark in the past, she had never felt as gloomy as today. The portraits of the ancestors of the Vanleskus family were hung at both ends of the corridor, staring at Kassandra expressionlessly.

Staring at their descendants.

The ground was covered with blood, like traces left after the body was dragged. The emergency lights did not flash, but no lights came on either.

In the end what happened?

She began to try to remember, and during this period she adjusted the R-2's firing mode, changing it to a single-shot mode. As a submachine pistol, the R-2 can fire in fully automatic mode, but its ammunition does not

There are many, and every round needs to be calculated carefully until the ammunition depot is found or replenished.

...No, I can't remember. I can't remember anything.

She did not panic, but began to immediately evaluate her current situation. Lady Cassandra had a certain understanding of Chaos pollution. As a fleet commander, she had the right to access those horrifying information. So she knew that she was probably

Something went wrong.

But, how big a problem is this? Is she completely contaminated?

Tianying didn't warn me, and the array was still operating stably. This actually made her start to doubt - why didn't you warn me? There was obviously something wrong with my memory, there was no way I couldn't remember what happened a few minutes ago.

.....

Moving forward along the corridor, she didn't see a single living person. The radar also didn't detect any living life. To make matters worse, the communication channel was still completely silent.

"Your Majesty Tzeentch, please grant me strength."

She whispered the name of the Lord of Humanity, hoping that she would give herself the courage to discover the truth. Lady Cassandra quickly walked to the conference room on the first deck. If her memory was not completely wrong,

There should be a large group of naval officers meeting here to discuss follow-up matters.

Standing in front of the door, the dark door of the conference room had not been damaged, and the traces of blood ended there. She stood in front of the door and heard faint conversations coming from inside.

Holding the R-2 pistol tightly, Lady Cassandra kicked open the door and rushed in - the power-enhancing effect of the Skyhawk supported her in doing so, but after entering, what she saw made her hair stand on end.

Those are two people eating each other.

One of the jaws grew to a size that was completely impossible to exist physiologically. It swallowed a 1.85-meter-tall man almost completely, leaving only a pair of thighs outside. At the same time, his throat was still sucking.

He swallowed hard, trying to swallow him completely.

His throat and chest swelled to the limit due to this horrific scene, the bones burst out of the body, and the nerves wrapped around it beat weakly. But there was a smile on the swollen face, and even slowly moved because of her arrival.

He turned around and nodded.

Politeness - extremely polite.

The head of the person who was devoured protruded from the abdomen of the eater, with the same weird smile on his face.

Seeing Cassandra coming, he spoke calmly: "Ah, madam, have you finished talking to Colonel Dieter? Our meeting has also ended. I am talking to Major General Hiltenos.

They're weird talking about the Vostonian Firstborn, aren't they?"

Cassandra didn't take action immediately.

"Yes, they do wonder - how did I just walk in?"

"...Is this some kind of joke, ma'am? Please forgive my weird sense of humor. You walked in normally."

"Really? Who are you?" Cassandra raised her gun.

"I, I am Dalton Fitzgerald, madam, you - Your Majesty, the Emperor, what have I done, why did you point your gun at me?"

"You shameless betrayer!"

Kassandra couldn't bear it any longer and cursed angrily: "How dare you mention the name of that evil god in front of me?!"

"What, Evil God?! No, no, this must be a misunderstanding, you——"

"——Death, traitor!"

Kassandra roared and pulled the trigger, hitting Dalton Fitzgerald's head impartially. The air bullet completely destroyed his head and half of Major General Hiltenos' body.

Dispersed.

Amidst the darkness, there was a sound of laughter.

"Traitor! A sinful person who believes in evil gods. Your existence has simply brought shame to the Fitzgerald family!"

Kassandra was still upset and frantically pulled the trigger on the corpses. She didn't stop changing the magazine until they were completely reduced to a puddle of mud.

She gasped, and with her remaining sense, she noticed that the Skyhawk style did not remind her to stay away from the source of the pollution this time.

What's going on? Could it be said that their extremely blasphemous appearance is not considered Chaos pollution?

"Lian Zhen, check these two corpses."

Wen Zhen didn't answer her.

"Lian Zhen, check these two corpses!" Cassandra shouted sharply.

Still no response, she began to feel a chill creeping up her back.

The battered corpses of Dalton Fitzgerald and Hiltenos were still in front of her. In the past, she had the impression that these two men were good at fighting and rational, and they were very useful officers...

.But their true identity is actually the followers of the evil god who believe in the emperor!

And now...if even the built-in pattern array of the Sky Eagle style has lost its original function, what else is worthy of her trust? What else can be trusted?

She turned around, determined to head to the bridge, and send another message to warn the living saint that he must not dock with the Holy Ring. She didn't know the truth, but the contamination had definitely begun to spread on her ship.

Already.

Ancestors, I have brought shame on you...

Lady Cassandra gritted her teeth and moved forward little by little towards the bridge. She didn't know the truth or what happened, but she still remembered that she had to fulfill her mission.

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But...is what she saw necessarily the truth? Or is it that someone is covering her eyes, making what she sees become the distorted facts between her fingers?

The laughter in the void began to become more and more harsh, but Cassandra Vaneskus, whose eyes and ears were covered, could not hear or see it at all.