Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel? Chapter 311

The flame that can incinerate everything turned into a huge wave and swallowed everything, but did not harm any metal or human beings. And the humanoid creature with a similar face greeted its death with its arms wide open.

Mephisto could even hear it whispering, "Yes, come... I have done my mission."

Without the slightest hesitation, the flames entwined upwards, completely turning it into ashes in an instant. There was no smell, no hissing sound of burning fat, it just dissipated cleanly into dots of white light. However, the flames created by anger have no intention of stopping, they persistently wrap all the white light spots, and start to burn with unparalleled hatred.

"Now you have seen, Mephisto, and you have heard..."

The mage whispered and asked in his mind, sounding like he was asking for his opinion. But Mephisto knew that he simply wanted to talk to someone, and it would be too sad to talk to himself.

Even so, the Blood Angel didn't feel any embarrassment.

"Yes, my lord," he replied obediently. "I see the cause of your anger."

"How do you feel?"

"Its death is not enough to repay the debt they have committed to humanity."

Mephisto replied after a moment of silence. "I don't know where those people came from, and I can't understand where the endless star sea in its words is... But I know that it has committed an indelible crime against the human race. It, and They're all... damned."

"You are pure." Mephisto heard the mage say so. "I envy this. Goodbye, Mephisto."

Then, his consciousness fell into darkness.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would believe that the scene in front of him was simply the aftermath of the battle?

Fulgrim stared at the nebula that was on the verge of destruction, and silently corrected the mistakes he made in his heart. That wasn't a battle, he thought, it was just a one-sided massacre. And this silent asteroid belt turned into dust only because of one person's anger.

He realized again the fact that they had all either intentionally or let it go. The outdated and profane idea had only just appeared, and Fulgrim immediately refuted it to himself. He lowered his head and began to question himself.

How can you question him?

He didn't realize that, in fact, he wasn't the only one who thought so. Among the people present, only one person seemed the calmest.

Steve Rogers.

Maybe he had vented his anger, maybe he had seen similar things countless times, in short, he calmed down. Dragging a chair, he sat down and shook his head: "I bet he'll be back in ten minutes and act like nothing happened. We won't get anything from him about that." Biological information."

"...Do you know him well?" someone asked in the Primarch.

Fulgrim didn't need to raise his head to get the answer, and only one person could do that stuffy tone and deliberate pause.

Roger Dorn.

"Yes, I've known him a long time, Mr. Donne."

Steve Rogers smiled wryly, and his title made Dawn slightly frowned, feeling quite at a loss. It's a pity that Steve didn't notice this matter, and only a few people who really know Dawn can know how he feels now.

For example, Sanguinius who suddenly smiled but quickly returned to normal.

Steve said slowly: "When I first met He, I was still wearing a war robe bound by money and capital."

He smiled wryly.

"At that time, I thought I was fighting for the people, and then I found out that those who supported me were only relying on me to make money. And the media they controlled made me a great and righteous image, made me Bonded to that country... I didn't realize it until much later, when did it wake me up."

"What was he like then?" asked another, softly, with a hissing accent. You don't need to tell me who this is.

"It's about the same as it is now—but it just looks."

Steve Rogers sighed, Fulgrim realized, and everyone was listening. At this moment, he smiled abruptly—I beat you this time, Angron.

"No one can really get close to him. Yes, he regards us as friends and will help us selflessly, but there is always a sense of alienation. He didn't buy real estate, he didn't buy anything that belonged to him. Of all the things you have, there is nothing you can call home."

"He lives in a rented flat, hardly attends any ... social events and is almost only there at Christmas, except when we need him."

As the narrative progresses, Steve seems to sink into memories. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "We have talked about this matter, in fact, many times. A friend of mine expressed to me many times with concern after drinking that he was worried that it would develop into something like this. The point of suicide."

"You?" Chagatai Khan crossed his arms and asked slowly, his tone already polite.

"Permit me to interrupt you, Steve Rogers...sir."

He paused for a moment, as if he wasn't very comfortable with the title. However, in order to adapt to Steve's habits, he still called it that. "What do you mean by 'you'?"

"Oh, didn't he tell you?"

Steve raised his eyebrows with some surprise: "At that time, he was a member of the Avengers... Ha, far away. That organization has been disbanded."

He shook his head slightly sighing.

"We call ourselves superheroes, stepping up to protect the world when people need it. I didn't realize how ironic that was until later, superheroes..."

"If someone tells you that he is just an ordinary person, then he has actually put himself in a superior position. Superhero is such a word. We think of ourselves as heroes, but still feel that it is not enough. Putting the word super in front of it... is really stupid."

Roger Dorn silently memorized the word Avengers, and he asked, "So, did he—"

"-Hey."

He Shenyan's voice sounded suddenly, and he appeared in the captain's room with a flash of light on his face. Steve Rogers laughed helplessly: "I knew it."

"what do you know?"

"I knew you would come back suddenly at some point, and probably wouldn't let us continue this conversation."

He Shenyan snorted coldly: "If I told Frank behind your back that you used to cry like a child at Carter's grave, what would you think?"

"...I thought exposing each other was a tactic only Tony would use." The smile on Steve's face disappeared for a moment. "You are indeed a little different recently, He."

"At that time, of course, after all, I was just 'He Shenyan'."

As he spoke, he sat on his chair, his brows raised slightly. "Just by the way, I'm not the person you know."

"How to prove it?"

Corus Corax asked, frowning: "Even if you want us to believe such an absurd thing, you should show evidence... to prove it."

He Shenyan didn't answer, just looked at Fulgrim with a smile. The Chemoss nodded helplessly in the eyes of everyone: "The captain does have some different mental problems..."

"Problem? I'm not the problem." He Shenyan laughed loudly. "He is, Fulgrim."

He blinked at Fulgrim with a smile on his face, seemingly unaffected by the white light and cracks at all, his whole person looked at ease and relaxed: "I am the one who makes the decision, and he is the one who suffers from the torment of conscience. "

"...I can't understand your words." Fulgrim shook his head. "You haven't changed, at least in your love of riddles and deception."

"Hey, I rarely lie, okay?"

He Shenyan shook his head in disapproval, and retorted. Immediately afterwards, it was poked by Steve, who said quietly: "Did you forget how you let Hulk ride a unicycle?"

"...Just tell me if that scene was fun! Didn't Banner laugh happily while watching the video?"

Chaghatai nodded slightly, turned his head, and said to Sanguinius: "My evaluation is over, brother. The captain hasn't changed much, just a little more frivolous than before. However, I think what he said There's a lot more to hide... In this mode, we should probably listen to each of his words separately."

When he spoke, he had no intention of concealing it, so everyone heard him clearly.

The smile on He Shenyan's face did not weaken~www.mtlnovel.com~ but there was no smile in it. The feeling of wearing a mask came again. Fulgrim covered his forehead with a headache, and Vulkan sighed: "Chagatai..."

"No." Chogoris Eagle stood up firmly.

"This matter must be made clear, and I must put it on the table. My father has already made a similar mistake. Are you going to continue on his old path, Captain? Continue to cover up everything and hide your true purpose Behind the gossip and speculation, you won't really tell the truth, even once?"

He Shenyan didn't answer this question, he just turned into a ball of light blue fluorescent light and dissipated, as if he never existed.

Jaghatai Khan pursed his lips and sat down. Sanguinius could clearly see him gritting his teeth.

"Deceit yourself..." Conrad Koz said thoughtfully, then actually laughed. "I always thought this word was only used on Lorgar."

His words made everyone except Sanguinius stare at him in unison.

Chapter end