Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

【A serious person who is learning magic in Marvel】【】

With an expression that made Sanguinius' blood pressure rise, Angron nodded as he should have said, "But I won."

"...What if you lose?"

"I won't lose."

"You can't discuss this with me with an indeterminate outcome as a hypothesis, Angron."

Sanguinius' expression gradually became serious: "Our evocative cannons can completely cleanse the demons from the surface, and can even disperse them through life tracking through the pattern. And, if you wear power armor and go down Fight against them, and I'll think you're not courting death."

Angron turned his head and pouted where Sanguinius couldn't see, but he still heard the "tsk".

The archangel immediately raised his eyebrows: "We are discussing a very serious issue now! I know you are unhappy because you can't rebuild your legion, but you can't make fun of your life just to get angry!"

"I'm not kidding about my life..."

Seeing that he was really angry, Angron immediately put on a sincere look of apology: "To deal with them, I don't need to pay the price of "life-threatening"...Okay, okay, I apologize to you Promise that this will not happen again. "

Sanguinius stared at him for a long moment before nodding, reaching for his portable personal terminal. This precious new technology is currently owned by only a few people in the entire empire.

The fact that it can do it is scary, and despite the name that sounds like some cheap assembly line product, in fact...

Sanguinius pressed the button on the side of the personal terminal, then tapped a few times on the screen, and a man's voice sounded from inside the personal terminal: "Cran Samps... who is calling me? "

"It's me, Sanguinius."

The archangel slowed down his tone so that his dissatisfaction with Angron would not be brought into the new dialogue. He said, "Where have you been, Crane?"

"There are still three star sectors away from you, so don't expect me to arrive in at least a week." Crane's voice was as cold as ever. "Also, did Frank contact you?"

Sanguinius and Angron looked at each other.

"no, what happened?"

"He said, He came back and gave him a task."

Angron raised his eyebrows and shook his head firmly: "I don't believe it, this must be an excuse for him to go out and do it alone. Why didn't he come back to me first?"

Sanguinius was shocked by his righteous tone, and turned his head to look at him with a strange expression.

"..."

On the other end of the personal terminal, even Crane was silent, and after a few seconds he spoke again: "I don't think Frank would use such a thing as an excuse, he was more stubborn than us in some ways. Also, he said that he Going to Instefan Three."

"What is he doing there?"

"He didn't tell me, but, as far as I know, Fulgrim was on that planet too?"

Facing Crane's question, Angron rolled his eyes: "Yes, the noble young master has been on that planet for three years. He ran over after the battle of Terra, hum. I don't know him either. what are you doing there..."

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"My personal advice is..."

Crane's voice gradually became more like a lake, with an echo.

Sanguinius knew it was because he was wearing his helmet. The helmet used by Crane Samps distorts his voice into some sort of terrifying echo so that he can inflict terror on his enemies. This always makes Sanguinius think of another brother.

And they both love bats the same.

"...Reverse the course and head to Instefan III."

"why?"

Putting on the helmet, the Batman man said, "Because, according to my calculations, there is a seventy-five percent chance that Frank will conflict with Fulgrim. You'd better come to the scene to mediate, just, you can. Let's see if He is really back."

He hung up the communication.

"Aren't we finished yet?" Angron asked with dissatisfaction. "Why did he just hang up like that?"

Sanguinius shook his head. "Have some basic patience with your brother, Angron. You know his character, too, mostly because he saw something along the way that needed to be resolved...or people."

"I'm a little sympathetic to what you said he needs to fix."

With a sneer, Angron stood up—he said, but he was still willing to obey Crane's orders. After all, that gloomy guy has never gone wrong.

Considering that he is not good at using the brain, Angron decided to listen.

No harm anyway.

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Outside the three star areas, a not-so-big ship stopped on a certain hive planet. Instead of sending a request to the hive to park or land, it plugged directly into its orbit. The behavior is no different from that of a robber, but no one in the hive noticed it, not even the computer itself.

Inside the cab, a dark figure was making plans before the battle.

He is only one person, and his enemy is likely to be a whole world.

Nest capitals, generally speaking, are mega-cities with highly dense populations, ranging from a few billion to hundreds of billions of people. They are gigantic cities that stand above the wreckage of the planet and may stretch for several kilometers from top to bottom.

Crane was familiar with this world—the hive often reminded him of Gotham. The same sins, the same people at the top enjoy everything, and those at the bottom give everything.

However, he is not Batman.

He will kill.

He raised his hand and pressed a button in the cockpit. In a series of complicated instrument reports, Crane set the time of the teleportation to a minute later, and the location was the bottom floor of the hive in front of him. He is here on a mission.

The original court has been completely destroyed, and the entire court has been thoroughly cleaned from top to bottom. Inquisitors of any faction cannot be exempted from cleansing, and Crane is the inquisitor of the Inquisitors. His unique ability allows him to see people's hearts, and nothing can hide his heart under that ability.

Only a few truly innocent Inquisitors survived, and they were absorbed into a new organization. This organization has not been named yet, but what it does is actually not much different from the Inquisition. The leader is Crane.

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In other words, he had to rebuild an Inquisition.

This is a arduous work that seems to have no end. You must know that the work of the judges is not as easy as those described in the black market.

It's like driving a boat to the planet to fall in love with the beautiful silver-haired planetary governor, and then you can solve the chaos conspiracy and become a hero... Well, maybe some people have done this, but it is also a minority.

Most judges investigate silently and collect evidence silently. They have no names and no surnames. They dig through countless mysteries, and finally find and eliminate the factors that may threaten human beings. From this point of view, they can actually be regarded as some kind of doctors.

Because of this, a person who becomes an inquisitor must possess certain extraordinary qualities. And, considering that the institution has been corrupted once, Crane will demand even more this time. Of course he knew how ingrained the dark side of human nature was, and because of that, he couldn't relax.

Not for a moment.

With a flash of blue light, he disappeared into the cockpit. Appeared again, already standing in a shantytown at the bottom of the hive. It was night by the definition of the planet, and people were sleeping. There is no entertainment for the people at the bottom, in fact, there is even a curfew here.

The purpose is naturally to crack down on gangsters - but does it really work?

The reading on the retina clearly showed the existence of a sentry 700 meters ahead. There were twelve Astral Army soldiers and seven fighter servants. This kind of firepower was enough for the gangsters at the bottom of the hive. ...usually enough.

Crane lifted his cloak quietly, and the night took away his figure. The use of talent is as natural as breathing and drinking water, and the distance of 700 meters is silently crossed in just two seconds.

Before he came to the sentry gate, he stood in front of the Astral Army and the fighter servants, wearing spotlights and heavy machine guns, but no one found him.

Crane stared at the twelve Astral Army soldiers standing guard with icy eyes. Their positioning is very particular and meticulous. It can ensure that everything is covered, and it can quickly form a group fire when danger comes.

Combat literacy is high... not bad.

Nodding silently, he left here again like a ghost. Walking all the way forward, the intricate, labyrinth-like environment of the nest did not let him get lost.

He came all the way to a deep cave, which was very hidden. The scanning function of the eyepiece told him that there were seventy-six gangsters recuperating inside.

That's it.

Crane stepped in, and the guy on the guard sitting at the door didn't notice his approach. He was holding a small square object in his hand, from which two long wires protruded into the socket on the back of his head. Obviously, he's been remodeled.

As for what he's watching, Crane doesn't even need to think about it—it's nothing more than a series of thrilling "black market videos" that cover everything. From mere physical pleasure experiences to more terrifying things.

Yes, this thing will attract Slaanesh's gaze.

Crane stretched out his hand, and the icy chill instantly destroyed the Sentinel's brain. His eyes rolled up, and he leaned against the back of the chair with his mouth open. Saliva flowed out of his mouth, his hands were limply tilted down, and the man was dead.

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This is the first one.

He went deep into the cave - the night was still long and the killing would continue. For him, it's just one small part of a long job. Crane is still unclear, what he is about to encounter here.

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"Keep breathing steady."

Guilliman did as he was told.

"Close your eyes."

He closed his eyes.

"Did you feel it?"

What do you feel?

He shook his head in confusion, but in the next second after shaking his head, thousands of tiny light spots floating in the air appeared in front of his eyes. Killiman had his eyes closed, but he could still see them. This unconventional scene made him stunned.

"Don't be stunned, try to think about it, let the light spot closest to you float over."

How to do this?

Guilliman was stunned for a while before he started to "think". Such behavior, which completely challenged his perception of the world, was naturally very difficult to implement. Fortunately, after a few minutes, he succeeded. A small spot of light floated over, and he naturally raised his hand and held it in the palm of his hand.

"Not bad, open your eyes."

Opening his eyes, he saw that the mage was standing opposite him with a helpless face, holding an iron rod in his hand, which was heavy.

"Open your hand and let me see."

Guilliman opened his right hand obediently, and a crystal clear white light spot hovered above his palm, emitting a slight light and bringing a little warmth. He Shenyan looked at it with disgust and sighed.

"Why only one..." He shook his head. "It shouldn't be."

"...is this good or bad?" Guilliman asked.

"Of course it's bad."

He Shenyan said mercilessly: "This means that the magic power you can absorb is very limited, tsk. My expectation for you is three or more."

For some reason, Guilliman suddenly had the illusion of returning to his childhood and learning with an open mind. However, at that time he was never called bad. He can learn anything in one go, and this is the first time.

Guilliman's heart gradually rose a certain desire to win.

He said in a deep voice, "Can you do it again?"

"let's talk tomorrow."

The mage rejected his proposal and handed him the iron rod. Guilliman stretched out his hand and asked in confusion, "What's the use of this?"

"Try to pour the magic into it, as I told you. Close your eyes and feel the possible connection between this iron rod and the magic. You have to learn this, Guilliman, or you will follow the lessons. There's going to be a lot of difficulty...I don't have time to give you the basics, let's try to run before we go."

In the mage's ramble, Guilliman gradually sank. He felt as carefully as He Shenyan said. At this moment, he gradually abandoned the deep-rooted cognition of the world that he had formed in the past. Rather, it took a completely new perspective.

- As if the moment had suddenly opened up, he was surprised to find that the world in front of him was different.

The iron rod in his hand seemed to be breathing, and the strange scene gave him goosebumps. Then, he suddenly noticed a little dissonance in the composition of this round iron rod - it seemed to be missing something.

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Unable to restrain himself, Guilliman naturally "pressed" the magic light spot into it as if he was breathing.

There was a burning sting in his hand, he opened his eyes, and found that there was a flame burning on the iron rod.

"Not bad..." He Shenyan finally smiled. "At least you're talented in enchanting."

"Enchanted?"

"Yeah, enchanting... This is just the most basic addition to the lethality of the weapon. After you are familiar with it, you can also make various enhancements to the power armor. Of course, enchanting and buffing spells also have something in common, maybe You're also quite gifted at buffing spells..."

He Shenyan nodded thoughtfully: "Do you want to learn the power of the Titan? I just made an improvement on it."

For some reason, the moment he heard the spell's name, Guilliman suddenly felt a chill in his spine.

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