Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

Jumping out of the void, this unremarkable tree man was still wearing his pink pajamas, looking like a creature from another world.

Angron didn't want to worry about its image at this time, and just asked in a deep voice, "Is there something you haven't told me?"

The Treant Mage blinked, and the dry face forced a strange expression: "My dear customer, what are you talking about?"

"Divine lodging can only hold similar divinities. How can you be sure that what I found will definitely hold the divinity born in the body?"

The Treant Mage sighed.

"That's why...you worry too much! However, I'm also partly responsible, after all, I didn't make things clear. Well, please allow me to take a few minutes of your time to explain to you. Just a moment, okay?"

It raised its hands—more precisely, branches that looked like hands. Soft and firm, with even growing green leaves on top. A soft green glow emanated from his open palms, Angron immediately narrowed his eyes, and the analysis function of the pattern array was activated.

The tree man didn't care about his analytical behavior, he just continued. At work, it is very conscientious: "As a cross-border mage, ah, no, I should say this. As a cross-border mage who has been in the cross-border industry for more than 30,000 years, I have the ability to make changes. Divine lodging properties..."

It also seemed to realize that its words were too academic, and it simply paused to make the words more clear.

"You just need to find a divine lodging, I can change its properties, the size of the divine it can hold. If you want to slowly develop it into a real god, I can also help ."

It said it very lightly, but Angron frowned a little unhappily: "According to your words, you are so strong, why not create a divine lodging object yourself?"

"Ah, sir, you are really on point!"

The Treant clapped his palms and said loudly, "Of course I would do it directly if I could - but the problem is that Divine Deposits cannot be 'made', my dear guest."

"why?"

"Because it is a manifestation of the rules." The tree man smiled. "A manifestation that cannot be altered, made, or even destroyed. It may be fragile, but it holds a very high conceptual level... Ah, to put it more clearly, guest."

It spread its hands: "If it could be manufactured, the White Tower Council would have wholesaled this kind of thing long ago."

"......I understand."

"That's good, so, did you find it?"

Angron raised his hand and pointed at the silent doll, who still hadn't said a word, and opened his mouth to introduce her, only to realize that he didn't even know her name. The Lord of Red Sand got stuck for a while before slowly nodding: "...That's it."

"Ah, it's her? Oh, no, it's a soul body... You have the courage to abandon your original body."

The tree man smiled slightly, and the green light in his palm disappeared. Then, the puppet suddenly moved, with a stunned expression. Angron raised his brows, realizing that instead of choosing silence wisely, she had been suspended for time.

This tree man...

"What happened to me just now?"

"You were suspended by me, this young lady with the potential to become a god."

The tree man approached her with a smile, the latter looked up at it, and suddenly jumped up like a cat with fried fur. The long blue hair was windless and automatic, and the magic power poured out wildly, uncontrollably and passively. I want to protect my master.

"Oh, there's no need for that, I'm not hostile to you," it said politely. "Usually, I wouldn't shoot any intelligent creatures, so I quit."

Let's go and try it. 】

"You, what are you?!"

Even Rani's voice was shaking, and she was seldom so out of place, not even when she learned that her mother was mad. However, it's not her fault. The aura on this tree man was too terrifying, and at first glance, it was nothing special. But just take another look...

The huge sense of oppression like the whole world is squeezing towards you, and the huge darkness like an abyss, but it was just a quick glance, and she almost followed in the footsteps of her mother.

"Things? Ah, it's a little rude to say that. But it's not incomprehensible."

The Treant nodded thoughtfully. "It doesn't matter, ma'am. I'm just a businessman who came to take my guest's goods—he made a deal with you, right?"

Rani looked at it, then glanced at Angron, who still doesn't know her name, and nodded. I don't know what kind of upheaval this decision will bring to the border in the near future.

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"How long until support arrives?"

"Three solar hours."

"Get them up to speed."

Hastily instructed a few words, Yin Ziqier, the third company commander of the Crimson Blades Chapter, the "stubborn" who refused to accept other positions was loading his bolt gun at this time.

He didn't wear a helmet. In the last battle not long ago, he was attacked by surprise. The uukanshu.com helmet shattered as he resisted a deadly attack. And they are now on the battlefield, and if they find a helmet, it will not show at all.

What's more, he didn't wear a helmet, but it was more morale.

—However, Yoon Chi Kiel himself is actually quite opposed to this.

In a battle three years ago, he was fortunate enough to board the now relic Vengeance, where he also learned who the real Primarch of his Chapter was. He even saw Sanguinius, who was still a soul at that time, due to his high inspiration, of course, this was not without consequences.

The scarlet tear streaks on his face from the eye socket to the chin were one of the consequences. These two lines of blood and tears gave him a kind of compassionate martyr air, but in battle, they made him look like a berserker. .

However, he loves close combat.

After the Second Defence of Terra, he returned to the Chapter, told everything, and rebuilt the Third Company, which had then lost only thirteen men. Although the Chapter Master asked him to stay in the Chapter as an 'instructor' to teach new recruits, he actually knew what it meant.

Inzekiel refused to accept it—death refused to accept it. Let me stay in the warband as a mascot and pass on this glorious history?

Do not!

The real honor is to be earned by himself. He didn't want the recruits to grow up listening to his deeds, and he didn't think it was an honorable thing. But only survived the Eye of Terror, spent some time on the Vengeance, participated in two battles, and then participated in the defense of Terra.

In these battles, he and his brothers are marginal, not the main force, nothing to be proud of.

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