Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

He Shenyan looked down at Noxus' capital, the Immortal Fortress, from the sky. From his perspective, he saw far more than just burning ruins and corpses.

And the screaming soul.

Pain and pleasure alternated on their faces, and a little bit was sucked into the purple beam of light above the towering palace. Was transported to another world in the rotation. He Shenyan stared at the beam of light, he finally understood why even the Emperor couldn't let the human beings in his world develop with peace of mind.

There are three other things of the same level as this thing.

The mage shook his head, the civilians in the city died cleanly, not a single one remained - he no longer regarded the corrupted things as human beings. He Shenyan just glanced at it and concluded that this kind of corruption is hopeless, unless there is a **** who appears out of nowhere. Go back all the time in this place, repair their bodies, and then dig out the souls that were taken from the evil god's mouth.

He Shenyan believed that he did not have such a great ability, so what he did was very simple.

He just snapped his fingers.

In the next second, countless golden thunder guns fell from the sky.

Swain raised his head and looked at the sky. A thunder gun fell in front of the barracks, and the golden lightning that washed away killed all the monsters under the wall in an instant. They didn't even leave their bodies, and they all turned into fly ashes. Not only that, but more thunder guns fell from the sky, bombarding the Immortal Fortress frantically for half a minute like a **** descending divine punishment.

The constant roar also ravaged his ears for half a minute, and half a minute later, the city fell silent. No more blasphemous noises were heard from them, as quiet as the streets of Ionia in the early morning.

Swain is also very quiet now, he can't say anything - what is this power? !

"Who will tell me this is not true..." A soldier standing beside him froze and said, and then received a heavy slap on the head. If it was in the past, he would immediately start a fight, but at this moment, the soldier actually turned his head and thanked the guy who hit him in the head seriously.

But all he got was an insult: "Idiot, of course it's true, it has to be true, it must be true! How can you say it's not true? I don't want to keep fighting with this bunch of shit. Go down! You brainless idiot, is your brain filled with dung beetle food?!"

So, the fight began.

Swain didn't care about the gaffes of his subordinates, they should be released.

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"Do not!"

Kronos heard a cry of despair from the thing in the dark, he grinned and chopped up the thing with two pairs of **** and a **** in front of him, and then burst into laughter. Although he didn't know why it made such a sound, in any case, the despair of the enemy was his reward.

"Wait, these corrupt creatures can't stop me! Sooner or later I will find you... Then you will understand what the Emperor's Wrath is!" Cronos shouted angrily, But he didn't continue to get a response. Although he had been arguing with the thing here for a long time, this time, it did not continue to answer.

outside the tower.

He Shenyan slowly flew to the side of the purple beam of light, and he looked at this thing with fear. If it was in the past, he would have used the psychic tentacles to smash this thing to shreds - any spell essentially needs the driving of the psychic power. For such a spell that needs to take effect for a long time, use the psychic tentacles to destroy its operation. is the best solution.

But not this time, absolutely not this time.

He Shenyan can almost foresee the consequences of putting his tentacles in - will he be corrupted? This is denied. But will he be affected? meeting.

How will it be affected?

The answer is obvious - he will immediately leave this place and leave, run to the succubus massage parlor in the Baita, and then the book should be serialized on other websites.

He was so cautious that he didn't even use reconnaissance spells. He first put an advanced mental protection on himself, and then let go of his hands and feet and started to destroy this thing. At this moment, a female voice full of pretentiousness - it seemed to him - sounded from below him: "Can you please wait a moment?"

The mage looked down expressionlessly, and a woman who could be called naked floated below in extremely revealing clothing. She also put her hands around her chest very deliberately. That gesture and musky scent are enough to make 99% of men lose their minds the moment they see her, and that's what she relies on.

From her mind, He Shenyan read this idea. The mage showed a smile, and just when she felt that her plan was successful, a flash of thunder emerged from behind her.

"what!"

What came from that painful scream was not just pain, but hysterical confusion and despair: "How could it be? How could I not feel His grace? What have you done to me? What the **** have you done? What did you do to me?!"

What did He Shenyan do? The answer is simple, he deprived this monster of the ability to feel pleasure.

In other words, it can no longer feel pleasure - of any kind.

For followers of Slaanesh, this is worse than killing them. After all, the bliss that they reach at the moment of death is one of the countless enjoyments they pursue. The extent of the degeneration of the woman in front of He Shenyan was beyond his imagination. After he made preparations, although the memory of looking at this woman was not affected, he was disgusted.

downright disgusting.

"LeBlanc...is that your name? You have so many aliases that I can't even count them." He Shenyan glanced at her, and dropped another golden thunderbolt. This thunder gun passed her through her chest and fixed it on the tower. Golden currents spread all over her body, giving her a steady stream of fundamental pain.

If in the past, this kind of pain would only make her desire dissatisfaction, or even desire more. But now, she just feels like she can do anything for this man—anything! As long as he is willing to let himself feel pleasure.

"Please! Please, I can tell you anything, I've lived as long as this empire. The secrets of the Darkborn, the treasures of Shurima, the things under the Immortal Citadel, anything you want to know I can tell you You..." She started crying as she spoke, her face contorted and deformed.

Bones began to rub against each other, her hair fell out, and her skin turned a sickly pink-purple. The eyes have become slender, the jaws are split, and two long and narrow tongues dance in them. She is still beautiful - in depraved form.

In a form that is absolutely unacceptable to humans.

He Shenyan just looked at her coldly.

"One man with a thousand faces, wantonly playing with human life and their feelings. The first thing that comes to mind after the fall is to take the lives of an empire and countless innocent creatures in this world as a gift to your master... I have to say , before you fall, and after you fall, there seems to be no difference. In one sentence, friend."

"You are really born to do this." He laughed coldly. "I don't need you to tell me anything. I've read all your memories. You have no use value for me. But I'm not going to let you free so soon."

He Shenyan clenched his right hand, the ugly creature was firmly imprisoned on the tower, it couldn't move a single cent. The mage glanced at it and said slowly: "Want to know what will happen next?"

"Are you familiar with the 'arts' you've made? You'll experience everything they've done, but the problem is - you can't get pleasure out of pain this time. , The sky is high and the emperor is far away, and your master can't save you. However, I think even if he can, he won't."

"Just enjoy it here - as a landmark."

He Shenyan smiled maliciously and entered the interior of the tower.

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"Brother Cronos! Where are you! I'm here to help you!"

Kronos was slaying the monsters that tried to stop him, but he heard such a familiar voice. He immediately recognized that it was the Thayn who had been watched by the Emperor. Before he could answer, he heard a sound like a broken mirror, and the next second, he found himself in the hall again.

And Shane, holding two giant axes, stood opposite him.

He looked suspiciously at his two axes and muttered, "Uh, Brother Kronos, how the **** did you get out? Wait, why are you looking at my axe like that?"

Astarte couldn't take his eyes off the two axes, they were the weapons he had personally blessed, there was no mistake, there was absolutely no mistake! He dared to swear by his own name. Kronos' frantic gaze obviously frightened Shane a little. He swung the axe behind him and asked, "Brother Kronos, are you okay?"

Even though the two giant axes had been put behind him by Sain, Kronos still kept his gaze, his expression focused and solemn: "I'm fine! Brother Sain!"

"It's you!"

He walked over to Shane ~www.novelmt.com~ and took his hand, carefully observing the two giant axes. From time to time, he stretched out his hand to stroke it, and Sean heard him muttering to himself: "Ah, the Emperor..."

"I said, cough." Sean coughed hard, and he said a little embarrassedly: "Brother Cronos, should we go out of this **** place before we talk?"

"He's right, Kronos, you really should leave." A male voice who was unfamiliar to Sion but familiar to Kronos inserted into their conversation, and Sion turned to look warily. , and found a man in a black robe walking in slowly from the front door.

Kronos put his hand on the axe that Shane had lifted and pressed it down. He said, "Why are you here?"

"Of course it's because I'm a good person with a good heart and I don't want to see anyone die - no, I'm joking, because I'm born to work hard." He Shenyan replied blankly. He didn't even look at Sean, just snapped his fingers and sent the two of them out.

As for the immediate priorities...

He looked down at the ground of the palace, where an ancient and evil consciousness was slowly reviving.