Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

Darkin legends are not uncommon in Valoran, and the aftermath of these fallen celestial warriors fighting with each other remains taboo even centuries later. They were sealed into their weapons, but few know exactly where they were sealed - Nasus being one of them.

The dog-headed man stayed in the camp for a while, and he told those people not to panic, and he would come back soon. Then he took his scepter and set out with the mage and Jax. Once again they crossed the endless plains of Farajsay, where the desert climate would turn cold and unforgiving at night. But the three are not mortals, and the bad weather means nothing to them.

"...At that time, the ruler of the dynasty was His Majesty Azir. He was a wise monarch, but unfortunately he was unknown. The collapse of the dynasty was probably doomed at that moment."

While walking, Nasus calmly told He Shenyan these forbidden secrets. He didn't seem to want to keep the secret at all. Jax understood him, Shurima had been destroyed, and the secrets of the past had nothing worth protecting. Just like Icathia, he did know the exact location of several Icathian ancient treasures, one of which was even buried by him.

But what's the point of that? Treasures are for the living.

The mage nodded. In fact, he was not very interested in these histories. He just wanted to know how the magic of the ancient Shurima empire developed. After he asked the question, Nasus pondered for a moment. The dog-headed man asked suspiciously: "In my opinion, your attainment in magic has already reached the pinnacle, and you may not be satisfied with Shurima's magic."

"That's not what you said, Nasus."

The mage stretched out his right hand, and under the low night of Shurima, the endlessly shining stars in the sky suddenly dropped a little bit of starlight and landed on his right hand. He Shenyan clenched his right fist, and when he opened it again, the starlight had turned into a blue gem, radiating light in the night.

"Magic has no end, I'm a firm believer in that. Like this new spell I've been thinking of lately, pulling starlight and then condensing them into a medium of magic. Very good affinity for star-type spells."

"While I don't need this gem to add a bridge between me and magic, what about others? I can use this gem as a raw material to make something new and develop more spells. That's what was created The fun is, Nasus."

"A mage will never dislike too many spells he knows, but he will only despise too few. The same is true for the attitude towards knowledge. When a mage loses his thirst for knowledge, then he is probably not far from death. already."

Jax, who had been silent for a while, suddenly spoke up, and he answered: "I agree. The same is true for martial arts. In the hundreds of years I have been wandering. For the first hundred years, I wandered in the Freljord, the local people. The use of greatswords and axes is outstanding. The only thing I learned in Icathia was the use of longswords and all kinds of long weapons."

"The Ionians are good at all kinds of weapons, and they have a lot of local weapons that I haven't seen before. For example, their special long knives are very good against unarmored enemies."

"Even the vulgar pirates of Bilgewater are worth learning about the use of the cutlass, their cunning and ruthlessness into their weapons. The cruelty in every swing is palpable. Makes me want to get this approach in place while being disgusted."

Jax, who rarely speaks so much in one breath, pauses, then adds, "...Maybe it's a form of greed, but I'm already enjoying it."

He Shenyan laughed: "This is not greed. A true master often has the heart of an apprentice."

The discussion, which could be classified as philosophical, caused Nasus, who had been silent for long periods of time, to think for a long time, but was haunted by ghosts from the past in his mind.

When it was just dawn, they arrived at what Nasus had said.

The scenery here is no different from the deserts of other places in Shurima, the same desolation, the same yellow sand everywhere. The dog-headed man knelt down on one knee. He lowered his head, held his scepter, and read the language of ancient Shurima in his mouth, and the yellow sand spread out in front of him. The building below was exposed, the ground began to vibrate, and the rumbling sound was endless.

When the movement finally subsided, the scenery in front of them had changed from a desert to a temple. Four huge stone pillars stood on the ground, and the floor tiles with delicate patterns were still as bright as new, as if they had not been attacked by any time at all. But what was empty between those stone pillars, where the flags were supposed to hang, was now only a torn red cloth, rattling in the wind.

In the very center of this temple, a huge sword was inserted. An ominous blood color spread on the sword, and directly under the handle was a scarlet thing that was beating like a heart.

Nasus looked at the great sword with complicated eyes, and he said slowly, "This is Aatrox."

Even Jax, with whom he had a **** feud, had to admit one thing: he was saddened by what happened to Aatrox.

This has nothing to do with the position, but the sadness of the rabbit and the fox among the soldiers. A once mighty soul is now locked in his weapon, losing his proud battle-hardened body, spending so much time alone in the dark...

This is not the end of a warrior who deserves to die on the battlefield. Of course, it would be better if I killed him. Jax thought.

The mage stared at the great sword with great interest. He laughed, which made Nasus feel a little creepy for some reason: "Interesting seal magic, but... it's really rude to stare at people like this. of."

As his voice fell, a man who made Nasus unable to hold his scepter slowly appeared. She emerged from the air with an unpredictable appearance.

With long blond hair cascading around her shoulders, she looked young, but the eyes were not. It is full of vicissitudes and wisdom beyond her years.

One is full purple, the other is twilight purple. She was wearing a thin silk robe, too brightly colored to look out of place in the desert, and a thin rope was tied around her waist. A golden key hung from it, and a bright purple scarf was wrapped around her neck, with star-like tassels twisting between her fingers.

"How dare you appear in front of me again?!"

Nasus let out a furious roar, and he grew much larger out of thin air. It soared to ten meters high, and the flames that could directly burn the soul ignited on the skin. The storm and flames formed by the yellow sand were entangled around him, and Nasus's eyes were only filled with killing intent. A black light lit up on his scepter, which had also become huge, and he rushed towards the woman.

The woman chuckled lightly and her figure dissipated. Nasus slammed into the ground with a powerful blow, which spread directly for hundreds of meters, vaporizing large tracts of yellow sand.

"Don't be so mad, Nasus. Didn't our deal go well?"

She appeared again and asked with a smile, only to get an even more angry roar from the dog-headed man, who rushed towards the woman again. This time, she opened a portal and teleported Nasus in. The mage held his hands and watched her actions with cold eyes. Only the expression on his face could express his deep contempt.

The woman turned her head and bowed to He Shenyan in a salute: "Hello, stranger traveler."

She raised her head, and the smile on her face was still strong: "I want to make a deal with you, how?"

"not very good."

"Don't be in such a hurry, after listening to my conditions—cough! How is it possible?!" Before she could finish speaking, she saw the mage's figure dissipate and disappear in place, in exactly the same way as she disappeared before. Then she received a heavy punch in the abdomen, the woman flew out, and her body rolled several times on the floor tiles of the temple.

The pain she hadn't felt for a long time made her frown, and she almost forgot this strange feeling. The throbbing pain made her face turn pale. This is not over yet, an unfamiliar magic power rampages in her body, starting to destroy her stable body structure, and even make her unable to concentrate on thinking.

But the most incomprehensible thing for her was, how did he meet him?

"Can't figure it out?"

The woman raised her head, the mage's handsome face was above her, looking down at her with a smile: "I originally planned to visit you... I just didn't expect that you would dare to come to me first, this is Unexpected joy."

"Twilight, Maisha. That's your name, isn't it?"

Mai Yisha did not answer, she tried to communicate the energy of the astral to keep away from this dangerous mortal, but was unsuccessful. The astral energies that used to be like an arm instructed have left her at this time, and even ignored her. And as she tried, another sharp pain came from her brain, causing her to let out a heart-wrenching scream.

"You can't kill me..." In the interval of severe pain, she gasped and said without image.

"Really?" He Shenyan put on a very surprised expression, full of ridicule.

"I'm skeptical of your intelligence. In addition, I'm deeply worried about the future of your ethnic group. How can you say such a mentally retarded thing?" He shook his head as he spoke, with a distressed look.

"Can't you feel the forbidden spells I arranged the moment you appeared? You have lost the ability to use magic now, Ms. Maisha. You are just a fish waiting to die."

He paused for a few seconds, then made another look of sudden realization.

"Oh, I see. You're just simply brainless. I almost forgot that creatures like you, who are made of pure energy, will never remember to pinch themselves a brain when they make up their bodies. I'm sorry, I was the one who blamed you."

He Shenyan seemed to apologize sincerely.

The mage's mean words didn't make Mai Yisha angry, it wasn't even insulting, but he revealed the essence of the protoss in one sentence, which made Mai Yisha's expression change dramatically.

Protoss have countless legends in the mortal world, and the Rakkor people on Targon are the most devout of their beliefs. Mortals feel that they are the incarnations of the stars in the astral world, powerful ancient creatures, noble beings beyond the comprehension of mortals.

But in fact, Mai Yisha herself knows their essence.

"Don't be surprised, you idiot. You can be considered a mage anyway, why don't you even cast a protective spell before you start? Seriously, even if you put a minimum level of automatic trigger shield, I will When you've worked hard. Your poor brain won't be left with nothing but the dung of intrigue, right?"

"Theoretically speaking, the longer you live, the deeper your wisdom will be. But in you, I only see the ignorance, arrogance, and viciousness of a woman who can't even compare to the market bargaining woman. Be a star spirit on Mount Targon. Is it fun to manipulate the fate of mortals? I think you're playing with yourself."

Maiisha tried her best to maintain her stature as a Protoss: "Your words mean nothing to me, Mage. We can still have a good talk, while—"

"So what?"

The mage interrupted her with a chuckle. He stepped forward and kicked Mai Yisha in the face, and smashed it twice with his foot.

"What are you! How dare you?!"

The hypocrisy that she was trying to maintain collapsed in an instant, and for the first time, a twisted expression of fury appeared on her face. Although the insult level of being trampled on the head is not as good as that of the first four, it is not far behind.

It's a pity that she can't do anything but incompetent rage now.

"I just dare, and you can't do anything about it. What? Are you going to stare at me to death or are you going to drown me with your saliva? You dirty bug, even a stone in the world is bigger than a stone in the world. You are noble. Oh, by the way, you look so ugly before the plastic surgery without magic, even the Void Bug is ashamed."

"You looked through my memory?!"

Mai Yisha's last dignity was also torn to shreds. For the first time, she felt fear and shame, even on the verge of collapse. If there is a mirror at this time, she will find that the expression on her face at this time is no different from the innocent mortals she played with.

"Yeah, as easy as reading a book—let me put it another way. As easy as you fool mortals."

He Shenyan was still smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes.

He has long known the existence of those protoss on Mount Targon, and every time he arrives in a new world, the first thing he does is scan the world with his mental tentacles. There are many powerful existences in Runeterra, and the Protoss can be regarded as the strongest among them, but unfortunately, all they do is pickle.

Sithone doesn't do such a rude thing.

Let me tell you what the twilight star Maiisha has done in her long past life.

The collapse of the ancient Shurima Empire was caused by her. The reason is simple, just for fun. Such incidents are not uncommon in He Shenyan's cognition.

Many immortals who have lived for too long and are too strong and have nothing to do like to find something to do for themselves. They usually choose to have fun on mortals. A strong presence talks about life.

But Mai Yisha's rudeness... how can I describe it? It's like that famous **** joke.

A little girl asked her mother: "Mom, what is a no joke?"

"Oh, it's easy, boy. Did you see that uncle with no hands across the street? Go over and let him give you a round of applause."

"But I'm blind, mother."

"now it's right."

Bad jokes, also known as **** jokes. It means to go to **** if you laugh, and Mai Yisha does this kind of thing every day. She found the void and threw the race that roamed among the stars beneath Valoran, the city of the Icathians. Then he communicated with those Icathians who were eager to protect the country and bewitched them. Let them release the void.

As a result, the ancient Shurima Empire was severely damaged and nearly collapsed. Countless lives were lost, both military and civilian. Or the Ascender. And the reason she did all this was not to help the poor Icathians fend off an attack from Shurima.

She is just for fun.

He Shenyan read her memory, Mai Yisha's attitude towards mortals is like treating ants, feed them something to eat when the mood comes, if they are in a bad mood that day, or have other thoughts, they will Play to death.

Mai Yisha said with trembling: "You and I are the same existence... You are even stronger than me, why did you do this for those mortals?! They are just stupid and ignorant insignificant existences! We are God-"

"—No, I'm not. God is not a good word."

The mage answered her indifferently: "From the beginning to the end, I have regarded myself as a part of human beings. I never thought of oppressing and playing with my compatriots. This is the biggest difference between me and you."

Mai Yisha stared at him, and suddenly burst into a harsh and hollow laugh: "Hypocrisy! You hypocrite! I don't believe that you have such a strong power that you can't help but look down on them!"

"Perhaps so. You're right, I'm quite arrogant, and I know that myself. But what right do you have to accuse me?"

The mage let go of his feet, he squatted down, looked at the twilight star, and said slowly: "I have flaws in my character, I never hide this. But human beings are like this, no one is perfect - you must I don't understand, Maisha. Besides..."

He laughed: "Why hasn't the rescue you were waiting for yet?"

"Aren't they coming? Your compatriots watch you being trampled on and insulted by me. Even blocking the ability to communicate with astral energy, they are actually indifferent to it?"

He Shenyan raised his foot again: "Let me tell you a fact, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Mai Yisha. You are nothing, I will destroy your body and let you go back to the astral world. You wait there, with your kind—wait for me to come to you."

With a soft sound, Mai Yisha's head was crushed by him. Bursts of starlight drifted away in the early morning Shurima sunlight, slowly disappearing.

"...that's really impressive."

Jax, who was watching the entire process, walked over to him and said.

"What do you mean?"

"Everything. Whether it's your words to Protoss, or her inability to fight back, I'm impressed."

"Ha." He Shenyan let out an inexplicable laugh, and he said, "You won't sympathize with her, will you?"

"...do I look like an idiot?"

Jax scratched his head in confusion, wondering how the mage would ask such a question. He Shenyan laughed, and then said, "It's just a joke. Now, let me get our dog-headed friend back."