Magic Change the Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rolling his eyes, the creature thought carefully for a long time, and then suddenly realized: "Ah! I remembered, my name is Sumari!"

"I used to be an angel, but what am I now?" Looking at his hands again, he touched the bone spurs on his shoulders and the hideous muscles on his body.

Su Mali suddenly showed a look of pain, and growled, "What am I now?"

Chapter 340 Six Karl and Karthus

In August 2016, Earth time, in Runeterra, the waters near Shadow Isles at the southernmost tip of the Watcher's Sea.

Thousands of years ago, after the accident happened when the Ruined King was bewitched by Thresh, the soul-locking prison warden.

This independent and unknown Blessed Island became a Shadow Island filled with shadowy undead creatures on that day.

It was also from that day onwards that the black mist covering the sky and the sun replaced the beautiful mountains and rivers, and the wailing souls of the undead also replaced the people who lived on this island who yearned for peace and tranquility.

Thousands of years have passed, with the annual Night of Souls ravaging Bilgewater, southern Ionia, and eastern Manggu Jungle.

There are already countless undead living in the current Shadow Isle, and this place has become a kingdom of the dead and a forbidden place for the living.

On this day, in the waters outside the Shadow Island, a man in a black robe suddenly appeared on the surface of the sea.

This is a human being with a clear entity, but at this moment he sees the sea under his feet as flat ground, and he walks on it without being affected in any way.

The undead hidden in the vast black mist naturally would not sit idly by in the face of the sudden living, and followed their instincts, rushing towards the man in black.

A shrill howl sounded in the dense fog. Driven by instinct, they used their weak undead magic to try to deprive the soul of the living person in front of them.

An undead covered in green light even got into the black-robed man's body directly from the front, and quickly got out from his back.

Even after such an attack, the body of the black-robed man remained as usual, not even trembling at all.

He silently raised his hands to grab the sides of the hood covering his head, lifted the hood and threw it behind his head, revealing a handsome, white and tender cheek.

A breeze blew slowly, driving the blond hair on top of his head, revealing the true face of the man in black robe. He is the god of death of the Styx civilization and the former tutor of the Super Seminary, Karl.

Seeing the bright and clear eyes looking around, Karl whispered to the undead rushing towards him one after another with a look of surprise on his face:

"Is this the legendary magical civilization? It's very strange. A group of information carried by the brain waves left after human death, mixed with so-called magic power, can there be such a spectacle? It's also very interesting!"

After finishing speaking, a blue wave flashed across Karl's double pressure, and a powerful electromagnetic pulse gushed out from his body. With the spread of the blue shock wave, all the surrounding undead disappeared instantly.

After doing this, Karl turned his gaze to the coastline of the Shadow Isles in the distance, and with a smile of interest on the corner of his mouth, he whispered to himself:

"That's all, but what brought me here? Who are you in a world like this?"

Time goes back to March 5, 3 months ago.

Carl didn't know how many times he was sorting out the knowledge in his mind, even though it seemed troublesome and boring.

But for him, only by constantly revisiting and sorting out the knowledge in his mind can he find some details that he has never discovered before.

Regarding such behavior, Carl remembered that he seemed to have read a book before, and the book described his behavior as "reviewing the past and learning the new".

After seeing that sentence, Carl felt that these short four words were very suitable for his behavior of constantly reorganizing his knowledge.

当地球时间从2月29号23点59分59秒，跳到了3月1号0点的那一刻，正在用羽毛笔在笔记上书写着什么的卡尔，心里突然多了一个声音。

Strictly speaking, it is a calling and a desire. This feeling reminds me that I should let go of everything now and follow this feeling to find.

Only by finding the source of this feeling, as long as I have experienced a "ritual", can I become perfect and have the ability to pursue the thing I want most.

Under the guidance of such "thoughts", Karl embarked on a journey of searching alone without even informing his subordinate Snow.

And finally came to Runeterra 5 months later. The moment he entered this planet, the feeling in his heart became even stronger.

When he came to the sky above the Watcher's Sea and looked at the vast black mist under his feet, he understood that he was only one step away from the source of that feeling.

Passing through the dense black fog, when Karl set foot on the coastline of Shadow Island, he was used to seeing the undead in a spirit state, and saw a physical figure at first sight.

This figure was very slender, with a dark red robe, a thick breastplate and shoulder armor on his upper body, and his arms were also protected by wrist guards.

Under the tall crown-like helmet was a head of withered gray-white long hair, and his face was as thin as a skeleton. A pair of blue-green eyes were staring at him.

Obviously, his appearance is very different from his own, but for some reason, when Karl looks at the undead in front of him, he still has the feeling of looking at himself in a mirror.

Walked a few steps forward again, came in front of this "person", suddenly turned his face towards the other person, observed carefully for a while, and then said softly:

"It's really strange, why can I still feel my own shadow from you when you are clearly different from me? Do you feel this way? Karthus!"

"Yes! Karl!" Karthus didn't show any expression on his skeleton face, but the blue-green halo in his eyes flickered, and he continued:

"I can feel that you and I seem to be looking for the eternal beauty that will be born after the end of life."

Karthus' voice seemed so hollow. Even though they were in a space that seemed very depressing, the voice of this undead seemed full of temptation and beauty.

Carl, whose body was covered under the black robe, tilted his head straight after hearing the words, and then said with a smile: "Yes, you and I are walking on different paths, but we are pursuing the eternity of this world!"

"but!"

Before he finished speaking, Karl suddenly stretched out his hands to hug the undead in front of him, and continued in Karthus' ear, "We need to get inspiration from each other's paths, what do you think?"

The halo in Karthus' eyes flickered again when he heard the words, and then suddenly settled down again. After inserting his staff in the ground next to him, he also hugged Karl with his backhand, and the hollow voice sounded again:

"We have arrived at the same destination by different routes!!!"

With the roar that seemed to resound through the entire Shadow Island, countless black mist and souls began to surge, and they wrapped Karthus and Karl who were hugging together, and some unknown transformation began.

A few minutes later, when the black mist surged again, they no longer concentrated toward the center, but spread out in all directions.