Marvel Magic Event Book

The mystic ignored the flames that climbed up to the corpse, and stepped on the fallen concrete ceiling to reach the roof of the police station.At the top of this one-story building, Salomon saw what the "little crawlers" Nick Fury called - they were just those who ran out when the Hellbreather died and the soul returned to the lower plane. Purgatory insects, there is nothing special about these dirty things, it's just that because they live in the lower plane, the power of hell makes them a bit huge.

"Fire coverage, Nick Fury." Salomon put the long and short sword back into the sheath, and then used the magic power of Emperor Weishan to shape a spear (Magic Flame Shaping).He leaned back slightly and took a deep breath. The muscles under the red holy cloth and black mystical robe tightened, trying to accumulate strength.Then he took a step forward, leaned forward suddenly, and threw the spear like a spring that was suddenly released and compressed to the limit.This sparkling orange-red spear first flew into the sky, then whizzed through the air like a meteorite and crashed down. It accurately hit a hell cockroach rushing at the front. This huge force even smashed it into pieces. A large concrete floor.

It was a skill taught by Athena, the art of spear-throwing from Olympus, which Salomon had practiced since childhood.Compared to swordsmanship and lance, his boxing skills and lance were more worthy of praise. The rigorous training of the goddess of wisdom and war finally bore fruit.

Salomon exhaled a breath of sweaty hot breath - after throwing the spear, his back was covered with sweat, and the hot ground under his feet made him sweat even more, and the flames below continued to scorch the air, scorching it. The stench filled his nostrils.He pressed the call earpiece, "Kill them, Nick Fury."

Nick Fury was glad that he could face the messy creatures from extra dimensions that Salomon's defensive attitude rarely allowed him to come into contact with.Even if these extradimensional creatures are just a group of giant cockroaches, Nick Fury firmly believes that these creatures still have scientific research value for S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Shoot, shoot!" The action team members took action quickly after receiving the order. They were small in number but well-trained, and every bullet would fall where it should.Faced with weapons such as portable rocket-propelled grenades, these hell cockroaches are even more powerless to fight back, but the delicious flesh and blood has an unparalleled attraction for this group of trapped beasts who have been hungry for a long time. Some hell cockroaches are even too powerful to fight back. They stop to bite the flesh of their own kind due to hunger.

Although they still caused some casualties, Nick Fury was very satisfied with the scene before him: Look, ordinary people can also pose a threat to extradimensional creatures. Mystics are not necessary. This is a victory for ordinary people and is based on technology. Victory, Kamal Taj should face up to the achievements of mankind...

But just when he wanted to show off to Salomon, he found that Pegasus disappeared in the parking lot.He quickly looked up and saw a bright white light like a comet streaking through the orange-red night sky illuminated by the fire. Behind this bright white light was another red meteor.The Mystic has long since left here. He has no intention of communicating with anyone from SHIELD after the incident. Those insects that came to the main material plane from the lower plane are worthless, and the corpse of the Hellbreather will be burned soon. After all, Nick Fury is just a tool he hired to clean up the mess - in return, he doesn't mind throwing these leftovers to SHIELD and letting them waste time on these things. Salomon believes that Nick Fury Ray will not be dissatisfied.

He has more urgent tasks.

"I have already expected the awakening of the one-eyed alien, child." After returning to the headquarters of Karma Taj, Salomon immediately reported what he knew to His Holiness.The Supreme Mage was not too surprised after hearing Salomon's information. On the contrary, the Supreme Master's calmness even made Salomon feel a little uneasy.

His Holiness said in a calm tone, "The one-eyed alien can travel on a timeline. It is still in the future and past of this timeline. Our past is its future. When it returns from the 31st century to one million years ago, By that time, we will know its ending. You don’t have to worry too much, your connection with the chaotic universe is what you need to worry about now. Tell me, do you still dream of those indescribable things? "

"No, teacher." Salomon shook his head.Since he obtained the silver key, he has been studying the patterns on this huge key, and at the same time, he has been studying the spells given by Randolph Carter.Those spells can be released as long as they meet the requirements. No matter whether the magic is strong or weak, it requires his own sanity as a price - he used one or two when facing Dormammu, and he stopped after that. This kind of behavior makes him constantly worry that he will enter the dreamland in his sleep and face the gods directly.

But fortunately, the strange dreams only affected his sleep during the one or two nights he left Salem.After that, the horrible and strange dream never appeared again.The Lord naturally knew about this. In fact, even the spell that protected Salomon's dream was cast by the Supreme Mage. The Lord did not want his disciples to become crazy. That was not the purpose of the Supreme Mage.

"Very good." The Venerable looked quite satisfied. "The one-eyed alien is not what you have to face now, that is in the future, our future. Now you should focus on the skills of lance and long sword. You can do it on the battlefield. Without your two exquisite swords, on the battlefield, you would not have time to play those tricks, only the simplest moves can be effective."

"Teacher, but I am a spell caster."

"Isn't it much faster to swing a sword than recite a curse?" The Supreme Mage looked at the stupid disciple, "Maybe your tongue will get knotted when you are anxious, but the sword will not get knotted, at least that's what my teacher told me. .How is your training with Athena going?"

"I can say without humility that I have done my best." Salomon gently twisted his shoulder. His shoulder was a little sore from the previous unrestrained throwing.

"Go find some ointment." His Holiness said, "But you can't let go of your swordsmanship lessons. It's nothing for you to bully those children in the aristocratic school with your foil sword. I will ask Athena to increase your training volume, Because the time is coming when you are going to use it.”

"what?"

"Do you think I will let you spend your time on skills that you don't need? Riding, boxing, swordsmanship, spear throwing, and lance. These skills are all what I ask you to learn, not what you learn voluntarily. I know you prefer to make a lot of money from those old papers, but I still ask you to learn these things from a young age, why? Because you want to inherit my title, you must become a knight, so that you can live up to these names. No. And soon, you will announce your existence to the world, and you will prove that your title is not empty, but earned with your own sword. This is the trial I give you, Salomon. , although you have the right to inheritance, this right of inheritance does not come from blood, and the blood of the red dragon no longer exists. You have to prove that you are worthy of these titles in order to be affirmed by the Round Table Council."

"Round Table Council? Apart from the teacher, are there any other knights who survived?"

"No, it's just me." The Venerable shook his head, looking a little proud, "But even if others are still alive, as long as I admit it, the Round Table Council will admit it. Be careful, I am also very strict in these aspects, just Just like I did when I was conducting your magical education. I believe you will not let me down. You have never let me down since you were a child."

"Of course, teacher."

"Now, show me your swordsmanship, Ser Pendragon."