Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel? Chapter 168

The emperor is above.

Does the alien really know what it's talking about?

At this moment, Loken's mood is complicated - extremely complicated. It was true that he had accepted the task from the Emperor, but he did not tell him the specifics. He will not mention the two Astartes for the time being. This strange number can't explain much, but a Primarch?

...it's 80% kidding me.

Loken thought so, but deep down he knew it couldn't be a joke.

"...primarch?"

When the word blurted out, Loken realized that even his voice was shaking.

"Yes, Primarch."

The tree man nodded, looking at him normally. It even asked back with a little doubt: "Aren't you an Astarte? You should know better than me what a Primarch is."

After saying that, it shrugged again: "It doesn't matter, the transaction has been completed, this is just a little giveaway that comes with me personally. So, are you going? Or shall I just throw you here? Don't worry, I Will put a slow descent on you before doing so."

"Do you know anything about the Primarch? Even a little bit."

Frowning, Loken began to think carefully. He had to figure out the identity of the Primarch before meeting him - the task that the Emperor gave him was to 'help the humans on this planet', so what was the scope of this help? He believed that the Emperor would not give him a task beyond his abilities.

He still doesn't think he can beat a Primarch, even after the upgrade of the circle center. However, if he really wants to fight a Primarch...

The Treant yawned rather dullly.

"Look, that's why I basically don't choose a human body as a vehicle," it grumbled, its dead branches flying up and down. "You are too indecisive, always thinking about one thing."

Loken wanted to refute, after all, this alien was insulting all mankind in his eyes. But what the tree man said next made him shut up.

"Also, your emotions are too intense, and they are rare in the endless sea of ​​stars. For a soul like me who needs to be calm, this is extremely poisonous. I don't understand how you are emotionally involved. to create those miracles under the impetus.”

The Treant shook his head. "I'm talking too much—forget it, the good man will do it to the end. I don't know the name of the primarch, but I can help you take a look."

Before Loken understood the meaning of 'look' in his words, he found that the tree man's eyes lit up with emerald green light. In an instant, the world changed color. He heard the tree man coughing very embarrassingly: "...cough, sorry, I forgot to distinguish the amount of magic power according to the world."

"what have you done?"

"You should ask what I wanted to do." The tree man turned his face away, preventing Loken from seeing his expression. "I originally wanted to use the prophecy series of spells to see the Primarch's name, character and life. But I seem to be using too much magic."

Loken squinted and raised his head, staring at the inexplicably green sky, silent.

The tree man coughed again: "Okay, okay, anyway, his name is Shane."

It snapped its fingers, and a clear image appeared in the air.

With a towering nose, a broad and firm steel chin, and a giant staring forward, a fearless and very firm giant appeared in front of them. His skin was slightly pale, and the eyes under his thick eyebrows were piercing and radiant.

...haven't heard of this person at all.

Loken wanted to say something, but the Treant was clearly trying to hide his embarrassment. So he threw Loken out with a wave of his hand. He flew across the sky, land and sea at extreme speed, but he didn't feel any moment. You can even hear the tree man's parting words.

"I hope you enjoy this extraordinary journey, Astarte. You're one of the few more calm guests I've done in the many deals I've done, and I hope I'll have a chance to see you again. Well, besides, I hope you don't mind. My last little mistake. Good luck with your mission, I'm going back to your lord to get paid. Good luck."

The blood-soaked Sean returned to the camp in silence, followed by a group of soldiers. They were as silent as he was, with murderous expressions on their faces, apparently not yet fully liberated from the battle.

"Disband." Sain said in a low voice, his voice echoing in the camp. "Take a two-day break, check the team, and report those who are unwell immediately. Those who conceal and fail to report will not be allowed to participate in the next three battles."

"As ordered!"

The soldiers responded to his orders in unison, their roars matching the low voice of Sion. Thane placed his axe on top of the camp's bunker, as he did every time. After more than a dozen battles, big and small, this bunker has been completely dyed dark red, like some kind of proof of his achievements.

...Huh, merit? We crossed the capital of Demacia, but we fell in front of these ignorant and ignorant villagers?

He sneered silently, and no one could tell he was smiling thanks to the steel crown that had been kept on purpose. The silent giant returned to his tent, and the blood on his body had not even dried up.

Shane is not going to clean up his body now, the smell of blood can help him recall every detail of the battle better to some extent, allowing him to think more clearly about the weaknesses of those 'opponents'.

The first Hand of Noxus, the current Primarch of the Legion of Noxus, sat on his Iron Throne, looking extremely silent.

After a long time, he let out a sigh.

To this day, Sion still doesn't understand how the situation has taken a turn for the worse - Valoran is not only the two larger countries of Noxus and Demacia, in fact, in addition to the city-state Piltover and Zaun, Besides the tribal Freljord and Shurima, there are many smaller nations.

Sean's plan is so simple that anyone can understand it. He intends to push the legion country by country, and must conquer those countries on the premise of causing minimal casualties. They will be spared unnecessary sacrifices and infighting, and will be united for a greater purpose.

As for their kings and nobles, if they were still individuals during their reign, they would still be able to save their lives.

But he never imagined that Noxus had just taken the crucial first step and made a serious somersault on this country called Duinmans.

The most terrible thing is that at this juncture, some kind of strange epidemic even began to spread in the immortal fortress. According to the news returned by the spies, Kronos and Swain almost tried their best to maintain it. The stability of Xiongdu.

Chapter end