Marvel Magic Event Book

The mystic held the wand tightly, jumped over the low bushes, and stepped hard on the monster that had been hiding behind the bushes.The monster made a cry that sounded like crying, but was quickly silenced by Salomon with magic missiles.But the magic missile could not kill the ghoul. The mystic mage nimbly jumped back and avoided the razor-like dirty bone claws. He chanted a spell and used the orange-red Raggador in his hand. Ring slams the ghoul in the head.

This wasn't the first ghoul he'd encountered.The dark forest at night is like a large underground city maze. It is extremely difficult for anyone to pass through this forest, because no one knows how many people are buried in this forest. These ghouls will come from every place. It emerged from every grave, stalking every shadow like a hound.So far, Salomon has not found any traces of the other three action team members, but there are endless ghouls. If he hadn't brought the disposable wand loaded with 50 magic missiles, these monsters alone would have been enough to kill him. He was exhausted.

Thanks to the second-level spell dark vision, Salomon would not trip over the twisted tree roots exposed above the ground in the forest, but his vision was still affected by the dark environment 60 feet away.It's not like he hasn't tried dancing lights, but that only makes him more vulnerable to attack.

After Salomon dealt with the ghoul, suddenly he heard the sound of horse hooves - this was unusual, because even hard horseshoes could not make a sound on the soft black soil in the forest. .After a while, the sound of horse hooves stopped and stopped very close. Salomon could even hear the horse snorting.Immediately afterwards, the surrounding low bushes rustled against each other. The mystic held the wand tightly and lifted the ghoul under his feet farther away so as not to affect his combat.

But what emerged from the bushes was not a rubbery monster, but several humans wearing local costumes.The Mystic Mage did not relax his vigilance, because he smelled a strong stench of rotting corpses on these people. Their rotting eyeballs were also covered with mud and maggots. Some corpses still had mutilations bitten by ghouls. The Mystic Mage was not He had never seen a corpse, but these rotting corpses made him feel sick.These people are not living people at all, but dead corpses. These corpses are not undead creatures bred due to intensive negative energy, but dead corpses that have risen from the grave and are manipulated by unknown things.

The mystic mage knocked down these corpses one by one, and he summoned a flaming light to fall from the sky. This was [Vishan Emperor's Holy Flame Technique], a spell modified by Salomon himself.No matter what these corpses are controlled by, fire and light are the enemies of the corpse shells they control - the bright flames exploded in the dark woods, burning the bones and carrion of the corpses, and also Dispelled nearby shadows.Salomon took a quick glance and saw that in the dark corner behind these corpses, there were more corpses that he could not count slowly coming in. He saw under the charred bones and flesh, a group of Fat two-headed maggots that were three feet long emerged.

This may be something that controls the corpse. The mystic has no idea what kind of creature it is, and he doesn't want to think about it.

Salomon stepped back, took out the fireball magic wand, and began to cast spells on the corpses and maggots.As the spell ended, a dazzling flash of light flew into the shadows. With a dull sound, the flames of the explosion swept through shrubs, trees and walking corpses. The soil and fallen leaves were lifted up by the expanding shock wave and then fell back to the ground. In addition, there were various types of putrid stumps and blackened internal organs, and these filth fell down like hailstones.

The shadows were dispersed, because the mystic's spell dried out the moisture in the bushes in an instant, turning them into clusters of low, crackling bonfires, and the corpses seemed to be afraid of the flames, burning He hesitated before the bushes.The mystic turned around and left. He only felt that his current situation was worse than in the "Walking Dead" TV series, because the strong corpse odor became even more unbearable under the influence of high temperature.

Just after Salomon left, the corpses stopped moving, and a man who was completely black (actually closer to agate black) but had no African features appeared among the walking corpses. The limbs are long and somewhat unnaturally curved, and he holds a "Book of Azathoth" in his hand.The black man thoughtfully kicked the burning leaves under his feet, and finally sighed helplessly.This is just a little game of his, for which he also summoned his own servants, just to create some terrifying atmosphere.

He felt that his brother wouldn't mind his little pranks. It was just a little joke. As long as the girl returned to his brother, he would never mind anything else.Except for that soul, the soul that has been reserved - he likes the fireball spell cast by Salomon very much. No matter which world (Glarion) he likes this spell and the moment that accompanies this spell. Showing the ultimate chaos and disorder, in addition to the fireball technique, he also likes things that can explode bigger, and charred limbs flying everywhere.

Oh, except for the last one, it always feels a bit smelly.

But not necessarily!The black man blinked - maybe there is an avatar who likes it?

No, why should I consider them?Get out of here, stay out of my head, stay out of my game!

The chaos he enjoyed tonight did not satisfy him, not enough, not enough!How could this chaos stop here?Comedy and tragedy will be intertwined here, reason and ignorance will erode each other here, let those servants of the hypocritical gods be more fanatical, he will let blindness penetrate into everyone's brain like a worm, and he will write what he has written The scriptures are for everyone to read.

How did I write it?

forget.

The black man licked his lips and opened the book, which read:

"On the last eighth day, God returned to the earth and looked at everything he had created after meeting the One with a Thousand Faces. God asked the man why he was wandering in God's world, and the man replied, I came here to take it into my pocket. .

The One with a Thousand Faces killed the god with his sword and usurped his throne.Then the man shouted from the highest mountain in the land: My name is Nyarlathotep, the lurking Chaos, and all things must know this name. "

right!Yes, this is it!I am their god!

whee!

Salomon ran in the dark forest, leaving the burning trees behind. The warm red firelight illuminated his path until he walked into the cold shadows again.He didn't know if the movement just now would attract the locals, but he didn't have time to think about it so much. He had to confirm again whether anyone else from SHIELD came here - they were ordinary people, keep them away. Weird and magical worlds are his calling.

But as he walked towards the cave, Salomon smelled the stench of a beast, which was a disgusting stench of fur mixed with rotten protein. It hurts my nose and eyes.He saw a huge arm covered with black fur emerging from the bushes. The strange arm split into two parts at the front. Each finger had a sharp claw at the tip. That arm alone was enough to Salomon is so tall.The owner of this arm slowly walked out from the shadow-covered trees. Its head was far different from that of an ordinary beast. Two bright pink eyes protruded from both sides of the head, but the weird head was even more... What is frightening is the huge vertically opening jaw, which splits from the top of the head to the neck. The huge mouth is covered with sharp and huge yellow teeth. The smelly saliva keeps dripping. If someone stands on top of it, it will You can clearly see the monster's throat.

It roared with joy the moment it saw Salomon.Its sacrifice has a result, and the result is right in front of its eyes. It just needs to catch this delicious human being and eat him...

"Okay." The mystic mage looked at the wand in his hand, then at the huge monster and the distance between it and him.

Salomon turned and ran.