Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Chapter 951 306. The real bait (3k)

Author: Cut the wallpaper with a knife

Chapter 951 306. The real bait (3k)

The bridge room of the Iron Hammer is simple and grand, with a unique sense of beauty filling every aspect of the room. There is nothing in it that can be called decoration, but every detail reveals that the designer took both beauty into consideration.

and practical pursuit, and his high talent in this area.

"It's my design."

Honso nodded to Saul Tarvitz as if he had no idea. "I will study some more when I have nothing to do. It will make you laugh, Captain."

"No."

Saul Tarvits sat down seriously, and then replied: "This matter is not funny, these things are proof that we are human beings, Captain Honso. You should cherish your talents, at least, if the war

At the end of the day, you will be a very good architect."

The corners of the war blacksmith's mouth curved slightly, and he nodded towards him with a hidden smile, accepting the praise, and then he spoke again.

"Thirty-nine hours."

Facing the other four people, Hong Suo repeated this time.

"It will take us thirty-nine hours to reach our destination, but it will take another four hours to repair the hull. Fortunately, we have your help, Mephisto Think Tank."

He expressed his heartfelt thanks.

Mephisto didn't make any other excuses, he could bear the gratitude - in fact, if he hadn't protected the Hammer of Steel when Geller's position was smashed by the group of Void Wolves, the Devil would have

I'm afraid we've already started having a banquet on this ship.

The difficulty of fighting off a group of traitors who can't even repair power armor is very different from fighting off a group of demons. Demons are demons, and even the weakest among them can make people miserable.

They are the physical embodiment of this galaxy's cruel malice towards humanity.

"But, I'm afraid things won't be that simple."

Mephisto shook his head. "The source of the ritual that tried to contaminate Captain Sicarius was not them. I think we'd better start preparing for the next attack."

"It shouldn't be so fast, kid."

Bjorn seemed to have returned to normal. He grinned and made a harmless joke as usual: "Although misfortunes never come singly, I have already been hit by two disasters. If a third one is arranged,

, the emperor is too harsh on me."

His joke made Honso look over without a trace, and then the War Blacksmith glanced at Thor Tarvitz. The latter said helplessly: "Watch your words, Bjorn."

"This is nothing, right?"

Bjorn spread his hands: "Hey, Honso, if you are going to spend another thirty-nine hours with us, I think you have to learn to get used to my little jokes as soon as possible. If you can do this

, they’re still pretty funny, aren’t they?”

Honso replied with a straight face and no sense of humor: "You didn't include the time it takes to return."

Bjorn turned around in disbelief and glanced at Sol Tavitz.

The captain coughed, covering up his urge to smile. Honso's performance proved one thing to him - the Iron Warriors are not without a sense of humor.

As for the current atmosphere, they all knew it and created it together.

The Astartes are the products of genetic modification and are warriors shaped into swords. But this does not mean that they are not human beings. Psychological trauma and various sequelae still exist in them. In fact, they will be more serious.

After a victory, it's understandable to lighten the mood a bit.

Cato Sicarius smiled, but his heart was still heavy. He did not participate in this battle, and his mood was not high. The fragments of the nightmare scene were still vivid in his mind, and he could still remember it if he wanted to.

He remembered the faces of the victims.

This was unacceptable to him.

Mephisto is the quietest one, he doesn't speak, he just listens to Honso's analysis.

The war blacksmith is qualified to take a leading position and tell them all the next steps. After all, he is the 'indigenous' here.

During the Great Crusade, if the attacking legions wanted to recapture a certain planet in a less bloody way, they would first find an indigenous person to ask for information. Remote sensing mapping was often not that accurate - at least at that time

That's true.

Of course, the degree also depends on the person. The Night Lord and the Luna Wolf may adopt this ancient and useful method at the same time, but the fate of the natives found by the former may be more miserable.

But now, Mephisto admitted that he began to miss the high-precision surface scanning provided by the Center and the Pattern Array.

However, the reason why he is quiet is not just because of this.

His vision began to rise little by little, and Mephisto came to the chaotic ocean again. He calmly stared at the surroundings, hoping to find those monsters with evil intentions and drive them away.

The new Geller position has been opened, and Honso's advance preparation has come in handy. His captain no longer complained about this, but, just like He Shenyan's metaphor, Geller's position is really just a

It's just a thin layer of bubbles that will pop when poked, so it must be fragile.

He looked around, but did not find any demons. This abnormal discovery made the think tank frown. He originally wanted to explore, but gave up the idea for some reason.

Then, a thick cloud of fog came from nowhere and obscured his vision.

This cloud and mist caused all the details that were clearly visible in the past to disappear. To put it bluntly, it was like someone carefully and firmly covered the think tank's eyes with his hands, so that he could only glimpse the world between his fingers, but he did not.

Let him come to no harm.

And who is this person?

——

Terra, Between the Thrones.

+I guessed you would come with them. But what is your attitude now?+

A hollow voice echoed in the empty hall. The Imperial Guards all left with a tacit understanding ten minutes ago, just because of the arrival of a person. In other words, the arrival of a wandering soul.

"Oh, believe me, Your Majesty, I didn't expect that I would act alone like this twice in a short period of time."

The black robe swayed, and he smiled like a mage who was more wandering than a human being. A sense of irony slowly appeared on his pale face: "Sometimes I feel that I am really crazy."

+Strictly speaking, a madman cannot have the ability to express himself clearly like you.+

The corpse on the throne answered like this, and the index finger of his right hand trembled.

His vast spiritual energy began to jump back and forth between the cables and the chair-like cage that restrained him. The hot temperature almost burned them to ashes, but in the next second he was saved by some spells that had been fixed for a long time.

return.

+Makado.+

A name was thrown out by him with a little sigh. The mage lowered his head slightly to show respect for this hero - no matter which world, Malcador is a hero.

Who can deny that?

But, having said that, that spiritual response is also why He will only use spiritual energy to talk to a small number of people in front of them.

At other times, He will not even let go of His heart to those chosen psykers unless necessary.

Previously, the psyker who had delivered a message to Sicarius and his party on his behalf had now become a handful of ashes, and his voluntary sacrifice only bought him a few words of time.

How cruel.

"So here you have it - a madman with a clear ability to express himself."

The mage's smile remained undiminished, and his magic power appeared. A purple velvet armchair appeared under him, which looked very comfortable. The soul slowly sat down, in a manner that surprised both magicians and scientists.

way to sit on a chair.

If you don't get the point of the joke, I'll repeat it - a soul, sitting in a real chair.

+Interesting.+

The surprise of the dying person was even conveyed through spiritual energy.

+What have you done to your soul?+

"Some small changes are not something normal people should do to their souls."

+ It seems that you are also very aware of how crazy your behavior is now? You only have less than half of the power, but you dare to take risks alone. I originally thought that they were the bait you threw out, but now it seems.

The bait laid out is yourself.+

The mage raised his fingers and casually began to let the magic and spiritual energy beat with each other. His deliberately artificial gesture caused the person on the throne to strike out a bolt of lightning, which shot straight towards his forehead. But but

It instantly dissipated when it was about to actually come into contact.

+He really should teach you a lesson - if it were me, I wouldn't allow someone to behave like this.+

He seemed a little angry, and the vast spiritual flames rose with the tide.

+Youth is not your capital to be arrogant, mage. On the contrary, although being young means that you can have more opportunities for trial and error, it also means that you need to be cautious in every choice you make+

He warned solemnly.

+Every choice may bring about completely different terrible results, which you cannot foresee.+

"You are now speaking to me while sitting in the most torturous chair in the galaxy."

He Shenyan laughed again. "To be honest, even if your experience is really reasonable, I might not adopt it."

+Do whatever you want, young people who don’t know how to respect their elders.+

He answered with a faint smile.

+But, no matter what, I wish you success.+

+The time has come+

He sighed.

Fire and thunder descended together, burning on the mutilated and decayed body. But the purpose was not to destroy or destroy, but to repair and regenerate. His body began to slowly rebuild its nerves, muscles, and skin.

The mage stared at this scene quietly, and he did not stop him.

He didn't have to stop Him.

Since He wants to incarnate as a human again and become "him", what qualifications and position does He Shenyan have to stop it? There are countless victims, so what's the point of having one more?

He smiled slightly - yes, what's the harm in having one more?

There is a banquet in the evening, so I have to work overtime. If I get off work early in the evening, I will add another chapter for 2k.

(End of chapter)