MTL - Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?-v6 Chapter 1 It's definitely not the mastermind behind the scenes (4/5)

He Shenyan is really in a hurry now.

Heaven was destroyed, and the problem of pillars was solved by him. Frank, who inexplicably turned into a flaming skeleton, was also dealt with by him.

However, sometimes, a solved problem will create more problems. Like a nanny... no, when I didn't say it.

First, what about those angel wings? The bodies of the angels were thrown on the ground like garbage, but all their wings were taken away. The energies in so many angel wings add up to blow the earth back and forth three times. No need for him to be in a hurry.

Second, that old **** from Mephisto ran away, and now Frank is making trouble again. He Shenyan knew that that guy was always unprofitable, and it was hard for him not to think about it badly. On the surface, this matter is solved, but who knows if it will be worse in the future?

With a gloomy face, he first came to the Holy of Holies in New York, where Strange should expel the dark worms from his body. This process will take a long time, but the moment he walked into the Holy of Holies, the sight he saw made his face gloomy again.

Strange's collection of books was randomly thrown on the ground, and all the treasures in the display cabinet disappeared. Many of them are of the same level as his cloak.

He Shenyan looked up and saw a line written in blood on the ceiling above the Holy of Holies: Will Butcher Skuru cry when he sees his friend die?

The cloak was nailed to the side of the line by a slender dagger. The magic glow that once shone on it all the time had disappeared, and it hung there like a rag, losing all sound. The mage beckoned, and the cloak flew down, still lifeless. Even if he poured magic power into it.

It's not that he doesn't have to cultivate at all, but he doesn't have the leisure and time right now.

He Shenyan stared at the line, feeling the undisguised magical aura on it. A smile suddenly broke out on his gloomy face.

"You're dead..."

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Seth Bellor was racing on the interstate highway. He maintained the highest speed all the way, and he saw people and cars didn't stop. Strangely, the SUV was unscathed even when it hit the van. During the frantic ride that had lasted all day, no police officers appeared behind him, chasing him and yelling at him to stop.

However, when he was still in the city, many people took a photo and posted it on social media, but they soon found that they couldn't send this photo anyway, and some people who didn't believe in evil tried repeatedly, and the account was immediately deleted. was blocked. There will even be people in black suits coming to the door. What will happen next, who knows?

And, no one cares, at least Seth doesn't.

Seth was shouting happily at this time, listening to old rock songs on the 80-90S radio, singing along with a series of classic bands such as Led Zeppelin, Air Blacksmith, Gun Flower and even Poor Street, while singing at Seth II, who had been dead for a long time in the co-pilot, yelled, "I love Earthman's music! Especially rock! And this radio! 80-90S, easy to say and easy to remember! What do you think, Seth II ?"

Seth Two couldn't answer him because his entire head had disappeared and was eaten by Seth for dinner, but that didn't get in the way. Seth, imitating the voice of Seth Two, his own, replied: "Me too! You idiot! We are the same!"

After he said this lame joke, he burst out laughing, ignoring the honking of the wrecked car opposite him, and the SUV crashed into it. His car was unscathed, while the tattered car was shattered a little bit, with parts flying all over the place, and the two people sitting inside were knocked into pieces. Seth looked at the blood and debris on the glass. He stuck his head out and took a piece back carefully with two fingers. After looking at it for a long time, he couldn't recognize what kind of tissue it was, so he simply threw it into his mouth.

"Hmm!" His eyes lit up and he said with a smile, "It's the liver!"

"Damn it!" He shouted with a smile, stuck his head out of the window again, and yelled madly at the window. His voice traveled so far on this desolate highway that only cacti and tumbleweeds could hear his laughter.

But now, to add one.

Seth Bellor slammed on the brakes, and his head hit the front window glass because of the recoil. He groaned in pain, covered his head, and complained to the black-robed man hovering in front of his car, "Hey! Dude, don't you know what driving rules are? You can't just rush into the middle of the road like this. !"

A smile appeared on the man's face. He raised his right hand and pressed it down. The once invincible SUV turned into a piece of scrap metal in an instant. Seth Bellol was also crushed into a puddle of flesh, but even at this point, he was still talking: "It hurts! It really hurts! Don't you have a heart? ?!"

The magician of the mage exploded instantly, directly frying the lump of flesh into powder. He grabbed his soul, took a closer look at the small fragment, and said with a smile, "You're crazy enough, bastard. Divide yourself into a hundred pieces?"

The shard said, "Yes, buddy. But it's not my idea. Really, if you don't believe me, just look at my brain. I didn't lie to you."

"Oh, I seem to have lost my mind!"

His soul shard laughed wildly, holding it in He Shenyan's hand like a shattering glass shard. The mage also laughed, and he said, "I just finished reading it, and I have to say, you are a hateful and pitiful bastard."

"You finished it? You're so fast, man! Then please do it well, and quickly get rid of my clones... wait, it seems that you can't call them that, uh, forget it, it doesn't matter. Just kill them and save them. It's your world, seriously, buddy. I don't want to do that either, you can only blame the big blue head. When you hit him, remember to hit him hard, it's also considered revenge for me."

"Okay, okay." He Shenyan replied with a smile, and then crushed his soul.

It's not over yet.

At this moment, all the rest of Seth Bellor in the world is dead, in the White House, in S.H.I.E.L.D., in the Special Human Security Council. They may be at the top, or they may be unknown. But they all died at this moment, and the fragments of the soul also flew towards He Shenyan. A broken gem gathered in the palm of his hand.

"Seth Bellor...is that your real name?"

He Shenyan looked at the gem and muttered to himself. It was then completely destroyed.