MTL - Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?-v16 Chapter 137 Prometheus Flame

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Tia watched 'Prometheus' stand up bit by bit, and the expression on his face made the girl feel strange like never before. She has known Prometheus for more than eight years. She is sixteen years old, and eight years is an unforgettable period of time for a child of this age.

She thinks that she is already familiar with Uncle Prometheus—he is a good old man, although he is dark and tall, but he is friendly to everyone, always looks very optimistic, and is also very humorous. He will repair some small things for those who live in poverty for free, and his means of earning a living is to make some exquisite handicrafts...

But who is this person?

Who is this man standing up, holding a forging hammer? His expression was serious and cold, and his lips were tightly pressed together. He stood where he was, doing nothing to make the darkness fade away.

Tia stared at him blankly, forgetting to speak.

'Prometheus' bowed his head and said to her: "You need to update your cognition, child... My name is Vulcan, of course, if you want to continue to call me Prometheus no problem."

Tia still didn't speak, as if she had completely lost her language ability. Vulcan also understands her feelings-it's a pity that the current situation does not allow Tia to slowly regain her senses.

Some steels require a violent forging to form, but forging steel also requires a furnace.

Vulcan came to the broken train worriedly, and looked up from the glass window towards the cab. A few seconds later, he came to a rather depressing conclusion.

He doesn't need to use his meager mechanical knowledge to easily know that this thing is probably completely broken-the reason is very simple, the complicated console in the driver's cab has been smashed to pieces, and it is still radiating black. cigarette.

Based on the traces left on the ground, Vulkan felt that someone probably wanted to escape via the train, but found that he couldn't start it, so he simply used the console to vent his anger.

The Fire Dragon Lord, who was only wearing commoner clothes, shook his head. Anger is such a power that no one can say that he can completely control it. Those madmen who try to harness it often end up being consumed by it.

Thinking of this, a hideous face appeared before his eyes again.

Angron...

Vulcan sighed and returned to Tia's side, looking at the girl who was still sluggish, he said patiently: "We need to transfer, child. This train can no longer move, we have to find another way to go to other cities, Or simply go to the City Lord's Mansion, where he should have tools to contact other people."

While talking, he shook his head and began to lament his innocence.

At this point, he still thinks that there are still living people in other cities in the world?

Although reason was mocking him, Vulkan still said to himself, I want to try.

The goodness in his heart does not allow him to just give up any possible life.

Just as Vulkan was thinking about what to do next, there was a burst of dense buzzing in his ears. Vulkan turned his head and saw a swarm of flies swarming towards them, followed by a rancid smell.

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The Fire Dragon Lord's face changed suddenly, and he lifted Tia's collar and threw her forward. The child who hadn't figured out the specific situation let out a short scream, but Vulkan rushed to her landing point in three steps at a time, and caught her firmly.

Then he started running, without a moment's hesitation. Vulkan knew all too well that these flies were a manifestation of Nurgle's power. They may not cause any harm to him, but to the child in his arms...

Besides, they are nothing but pioneers. The arrival of these flies is not a good thing, it often means that the demons of Nurgle are coming.

He no longer wanted to see anyone hurt in front of him, especially someone he could have protected.

The run of a Primarch was terrifying, especially for Vulkan. Although he usually has an easy-going personality, if he really moves, the movement will be no different from an earthquake. Huge power seeped into the ground along with his running, and even the walls of the underground transportation station began to shake.

He runs fast, even faster and faster. The sound of the wind whizzed past Tia's ears, she couldn't even see the specific scene clearly, she could only see some pictures of Mohu that were torn into pieces by the speed. At the same time, she also heard the voice.

That tiny, continuous humming.

"Don't listen, child," Vulkan said gravely. "That's not the sound you should hear, cover your ears, close your eyes, and I'll take you to a safe place."

"But, but, Uncle Prometheus." Tia replied tremblingly. "Their voices are getting closer..."

Getting closer?

Vulkan stopped abruptly, the muscles on his right arm bulged, and the forging hammer tore through the air, forcing it to let out a shriek of overwhelmed. A corpse hiding in the shadows was immediately thrown out, splattered with foul-smelling rotten juice, and pale-yellow bones.

With a plop, the thing fell down. Half of its head was completely smashed, and its only remaining eye fell out of its socket, and it just stared at Vulkan and Tia in silence. Then, the plague carrier who should have died spoke hoarsely.

"She saw you!"

It opened its mouth in a low voice, and the profane voice was getting louder. The emergency lights in the underground passage began to flash urgently: "She has arrived! She has arrived! Lost dragon, you have nowhere to escape!"

"Snapped!"

Without hesitation, Vulkan stomped on the plague-bearer's head and continued on. The flashing red light of the emergency light hit his face, making the Dragon Lord's expression broken and gloomy. Tia obediently listened to his words, closed her eyes, covered her ears, and the silver bracelet on her right wrist flickered, protecting her from the plague.

Must get out of here, Vulcan thought.

This subterranean hub of transportation, first the swarms of Nurgle and then the bearers of the plague, can no longer stand. Also, what is it about her that it called out just now?

A terrible guess took shape in his mind.

Continuing to run, Vulcan did not dare to stop for a moment. At this moment, he missed his legion and his flamethrower very much. If he had a flamethrower, he would not need to run away at all. Just look back, and the flames will consume everything, and those swarms of Nurgle flies carrying deadly germs will burn out in the flames.

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Their wings will be scorched first, then the rotting body, and the maggot eggs in it... Just as he was nostalgic for the past, the sensitive hearing of the Primarch made him keenly aware of something wrong .

The humming went away.

Instead, there was a throbbing sound, slight and dense. Vulkan stopped in front of him and listened attentively. The dazzling red light flickered non-stop at high speed, but it failed to disturb his concentration. Finally, after a few seconds, he actually heard the voice again.

The sound of flapping wings.

Around the corner ahead, a group of butterflies swooped out of the darkness. Their wings are an eerie green with intricate patterns. These creatures waved their wide wings, and charged towards Vulkan with a rotten smell.

The red light flickered at a frighteningly fast frequency. The Lord of the Fire Dragon stood on the spot with his expression unchanged, raised his right hand, and slammed the forging hammer against the wall.

The violent force forcibly created a gap in the wall that was enough for him to pass through. He dodged in, buried his head and shoulders, and forcibly used his own body to carve a way through the traffic hub.

However, the sound of the butterflies flapping their wings could still be heard by him.

Vulkan continued to move forward with a sinking face, while thinking quickly—he has never been a tactician with such a keen sense of smell, but he is a blacksmith.

The ability of blacksmiths to adapt to changes is amazing. Various accidents often occur during the forging process, such as steel breaking and insufficient temperature. These are common things. A qualified blacksmith must be able to cope with any situation that arises with what is on hand.

Vulcan has this ability.

He smashed through several walls in succession like some humanoid bulldozer, directly destroying the hidden cables and the elevator shaft reserved for the maintenance workers. He smashed through the last wall and came to a hall middle. This is the transportation hub hall, and it is also the place responsible for purchasing tickets.

Vulcan turned his head to look, and there was a long staircase not far from him. Large and delicate, he knew at a glance that it was made of some kind of precious stone.

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However, it is about to be destroyed.

The Lord of Fire Dragon exhaled lightly, the sound of a butterfly flapping its wings came from behind him like some kind of monster chasing its soul, but he calmly threw the forging hammer in his hand. It whizzed and tore through the bottom of the stairs, and then, Vulkan jumped up, and the superman's strength made him come directly to the top of the stairs.

At this moment, the stable structure of the ladder itself has been destroyed. And half of his body has come to the ground.

Vulkan raised his leg calmly, stomped his foot, and while causing the ladder to collapse completely, he jumped up again with the help of the recoil, returning to the ground completely.

Smoke and dust filled the air, the steps were completely destroyed, and the entrance was buried in piles of stones. Vulcan breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, but was startled abruptly.

A butterfly was resting in front of him.

It was parked in the air, rootless and without roots, but it folded its wings, as if lying on something calm. After noticing Vulkan's gaze, it spread its wings little by little, and then flapped its wings seemingly harmlessly, and the phosphorous powder rustled down between the flaps.

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Then, a gust of wind suddenly blew.

Vulkan's face changed drastically, he raised his right hand and covered his mouth and nose, but it was too late. This scene was preordained ten minutes ago. This butterfly has been here since the beginning, and it has waited patiently for Vulkan for a long time.

With a bang, the pitch-black giant fell down without a word. Tia was also thrown from his arms. Not caring about shouting for pain, the girl immediately crawled to his side and called out his name helplessly.

"Stop shouting, little man," said a voice, laughing. "He can no longer answer you. Shenpang has already sent his consciousness to another place—to be honest, you might as well let him rest. After all, he won't have a chance to rest soon."

Tia turned her head away with tears in her eyes, biting her lower lip stubbornly. She should have gone crazy the moment she looked directly at the monster, but she didn't. And this is the second time she has survived a catastrophe.

Nergos, who had regained his form, looked at the girl in amazement. She patted her belly that had healed up at some point, and asked curiously, "Why aren't you affected, little man? The first time, I let it go on purpose." I passed you, but you should also go crazy... This time, you looked directly at me, but you still didn't get affected, aren't you afraid?"

Tia didn't speak, just looked at it with eyes full of hatred.

"It's really interesting, I've never seen anything like it."

Nerugos looked at her carefully, and after seeing the bracelet on her right wrist, he clapped his hands suddenly: "So that's it! It's thanks to it! Ah, where did you get this thing? This Isn’t it a good thing, it can actually save a child like you from the influence of the epidemic?”

The Great Unclean One clicked his tongue in disgust: "If it weren't for it, you should have become a carrier of the plague by now, which really makes me unhappy."

It moved its fingers, and a group of butterflies surged out from the void, grabbing the girl and coming to it. Nerugos looked down at Tia, slowly thinking about what kind of plague to plant on the child.

Although she is just a normal human being, she is related to Vulcan. After God's Plague fulfilled the purpose it was created for, Vulkan would become one of the children of his loving father, so this child would naturally follow Vulkan.

This is a good story, the children of a loving father never fight each other with swords. Nerugos believes that it is very necessary for him to establish a good relationship with Vulkan in advance. The greatly unclean man pondered for a while, and finally found the answer.

"What do you think of cancer?" it asked. "Although it is old, it is classic enough. At the same time, there are many ways to improve. I think I can give you blood cancer. What do you think? Don't you like it, huh?"

It looked at Tia, who was trembling and crying, and asked patiently: "So, how about another one? Since you don't like blood cancer, maybe we can try a rare genetic defect, and I can debug it for you." .Ah, this is good! But, before doing this..."

Nergos grinned his frighteningly wide mouth and laughed dully. Maggots and bile gushed out of its mouth and fell on the ground, the juice surged, and the maggots wriggled and glued together. After a few hours, some brand new Nurglings will be born from it.

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"...I have to take off this annoying bracelet for you first." Nerugos said with a smile.

The Great Unclean One stretched out his hand. Its palm was as big as Tia's two heads, so the act of removing the bracelet became somewhat difficult. Fortunately, Nerugos had enough patience to complete this task. He carefully tore off the bracelet on the girl's right wrist with one finger, and then quickly threw it away with a look of disgust.

"Hateful things..." it muttered. "So clean for what? It's unpleasant."

It turned its head and looked at Tia, who had been completely overwhelmed by fear, and the happy smile returned to its face again: "So, child, it's time for you to perform—huh?"

Nergos made a sound of bewilderment, and suddenly turned his head to look at the place where he threw the bracelet. Its sickly yellow eyeballs have been rotting away, but its eyesight remains unaffected. Therefore, Nerugos could clearly find that the silver bracelet was missing.

"No." The Great Unclean One slowly uttered one word, and then more. "No, no. What's the situation? It shouldn't be like this. No, it's not right."

It left Tia and moved its fat body with difficulty to the place where the bracelet had been. It got down on its stomach and searched for it on the ground without any image.

"How could this be?!" It got nothing and roared angrily. "Who is it?! Thief, come out! This is Nerugos' loot, even if I don't like it, no one can take it away without saying a word!"

It stood up, gasping for air, thinking rapidly in its mind. He quickly ran over the faces of those who might steal the thing.

Who will it be? Which of the other great unclean persons? Or that **** eavesdropping worm? ! Oh, how reckless they are, those cowards who, hiding in the garden and daring to do their duty as children of a loving father, dare to keep accusing it of their actions!

Nerugos was **** off—it couldn't be helped, his brothers had been laughing at him maliciously since he took the job. It didn't stop even the moment it stirred the pot, and they thought Nerugos couldn't hear them, but it could hear them clearly through the turbulence in the warp.

It is true that the Great Unclean Ones do not attack each other, but it is also true that they dislike each other. Everyone wants to go further in the love of a loving father, and Kugas has been on bad terms with his brother Rotigues since he was still alive...

However, Rötiguez never stole from Koogas.

Nerugos turned around with a gloomy expression. It had already made up its mind. After this matter was completed, it was bound to find out the thief who stole things, and then let him pay the price—!

Well, although the Great Unclean One holds grudges very much, I am afraid it cannot do these things.

the reason is simple.

Beside Vulcan, there was a tall, thin, pale man in a black robe standing there. There is also a string of bracelets in his hand, and the man is just winding it around his fingers and spinning it, so leisurely.

Noticing Nerugos' gaze, he greeted with a smile: "Hello, this newly born Great Unclean One. Do you know me?"

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Nergos's expression suddenly became frightened, but it didn't have time to answer. The scorching sky fire gushed fiercely from behind the man, and the moment the fire light appeared, it completely blinded the greatly unclean man.

It screamed loudly, calling out the name of its loving father. It didn't understand why the man in black was able to track this place through the cover of his loving father's power, but these were not the things it should pay attention to now.

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Nerugos didn't want to think about it anymore, the power of the plague was summoned by it, and the vortex of the warp suddenly emerged. Nurgle answered its call and tried to pick it up, but someone forcibly stopped it.

"Teleportation is prohibited here," he said.

Magic is communicated to reality through words, and the tone of command brings the result of command. The vortex of the subspace suddenly appeared, and suddenly dissipated.

Nerugos fell to the ground tremblingly, its eyes were dark, and after a brief moment of fear, it also accepted the fact that it was about to die. However, there is a question that has always hovered in its heart.

How did the man in black get here?

"That's a good question, the Great Unclean One, the maggot-turned-Nelgos..."

The mage smiled slightly: "It all depends on you, do you know?"

I?

"Yes, you. I wouldn't be here if it weren't for you."

Soft words were thrown, but questions were left unanswered. Obviously, the mage didn't really intend to make it a fool.

He raised his hand, as if ordering, and as if declaring: "Then, die."

The sky fire erupted and burned Nerugos' entire body in an instant.

First a point, then a sea of ​​flames, starting from where the mage stood, it quickly spread to the entire planet.

Humans were left unharmed, but those places already tainted by Nurgle were completely burned to the ground. Seen from the orbit, Phinelos has now become a huge fireball, exuding golden brilliance.