Marvel Magic Event Book

"You are a wizard" the man behind Salomon screamed again.

"I said, be quiet." Although the "Purgatory Realm" and life in the real world cannot contact each other, inanimate objects can still affect each other. No one knows whether those angels will throw something out to retrieve it. Take this man's life.Therefore, although Salomon was tired of this noisy guy, he still blocked this guy behind him.

This was his duty and it had always been the purpose of Karma Taj to exclude ordinary people from events that they should not be exposed to.

Salomon did not need to worry too much about the battle situation. The close-fitting white nun costume did not interfere with Bayonetta's activities. She still used a Texas back throw and smashed the Angel of Affinity with a spear on the altar. .

It's just that those friendly angels floating in the air holding horns made the witch feel a little troublesome. She could only keep dodging the energy attacks flying out of the horns, and was completely unable to fight back. This was entirely because Bayonetta wanted to fight this time. He laid an ambush and deliberately removed his pistol.Ordinary people who couldn't see the realm of purgatory could only see the marble floor of the church exploding out of thin air, but they didn't understand what happened.

Bayonetta stepped on the side of the church's load-bearing pillar, jumped hard, and jumped towards the friendly angels who were still floating in the air. Although she escaped the spear attack, her white nun uniform was also sharply struck by The spear scratched, revealing the fair skin under the clothes.

This woman wore nothing but a nun's uniform. The secret mage could only cover his eyes slightly. It wouldn't be his fault if he saw something he shouldn't have seen.

"You are so impatient to make such good clothes like this." Although she missed the danger, the witch did not panic at all. Her black bun began to extend, and her hair flowed against her body to form a tight black leather jacket. .Bayonetta's clothes are naturally not made of hair. The hair really represents her magic power. She used magic power to weave this outfit, including the clock on her chest, which is also a manifestation of Bayonetta's magic power.

The witch landed on the brass pipes of the organ, and only then did Salomon know Rodin's true purpose. He was here to deliver her "knight" to Bayonetta.A dark purple magic circle appeared in front of Rodan, and four pink pistols were deployed in the magic circle.

"Elf Knight," Rodin said with pride. This was his proud work. "This is a gun worthy of the name of knight."

When the four pistols flew towards Bayonetta, the witch stretched out her hand to catch two of them. At the same time, she raised her legs, and the other two pistols followed the flight path and were automatically buckled on the heels of her high heels.Bayonetta kissed the barrel of the gun to celebrate the birth of her new partner. She winked at the angel, "The fun begins now."

Bayonetta jumped up and fired several shots while hanging upside down in the air.Dark purple magic power replaced the gun flame and spurted out from the muzzle. Every bullet of the witch was carrying her magic power. These magic powers were like poison to creatures like angels. Only one bullet needed to hit the vital point. The three teams of Affinity Angels will explode into golden light spots and return to their original positive energy.

The power of the new weapons is much greater than the ordinary firearms previously used by Bayonetta. Rodan's superb casting technology not only allows these pistols to carry Bayonetta's magic power, but also converts the witch's power into physical bullets.As long as Bayonetta's magic power is sufficient, she can fire continuously without worrying about ammunition. The barrage formed by the four firearms on her hands and feet taking turns is not something those angels can dodge.

The witch stepped on the wall of the church and escaped the angel's long-range attack.She jumped up suddenly and kicked the angel's red visor. The seemingly solid red visor shattered. The pistol on Bayonetta's heel also made a sound. The muzzle of the gun came into close contact with the angel. There was a sound and a rain of blood was splashed.

Salomon was too lazy to continue reading. If Bayonetta would be injured in the hands of these lower-level angels, then she would not be able to have the title of witch.And from Salomon's point of view, Bayonetta's action this time was more of a display of skills than hunting. She seemed to be telling the angels that it was not enough to use these weak angels to deal with her.

"I'm going to send you out now." Salomon dispersed the energy in his hand, "What's your name?"

"Luca," the man asked, "what are those things?"

"It seems you don't know how to give up." Salomon pushed Luca towards the stairs. "Pursuing these dangerous things may cost your life."

"My father has already paid." Although Luca could not resist Salomon's power and had to stagger to move, his mouth still did not stop, "I am the same, even if there are dangers ahead, even if I have to pay The price of life is still there, I didn’t come up from here.”

Salomon really didn't know what to say. As the old saying goes, good words can't persuade a damn person. Facing such a person, Salomon had no choice.He could only sigh, tighten his grip on Luca's arm, and drag the thoughtful guy out of the church door.

"We work hard to push ordinary people out of this world, but you want to plunge in. Those things you can't see may kill you at any time." Salomon said, "I will only save you this time, Luca , listen carefully, there will be no next time. Next time, even if you die in front of me, I will not take action, because you asked for it."

"I must know"

"Okay, okay, I know what you think." The mystic mage impatiently took away Luka's fingers that were tightly grasping the stair railing, and dragged him down hard, "Don't force me to clean your memory."

"Cleaning memory"

"Use physical methods. It's just that I can't control the intensity, and I might get a concussion."

Before Salomon could take Luca outside the church, a huge golden ax split the stained glass window on the second floor with huge force.The golden ax blade, with flying smoke and dust, was deeply embedded in the stone corridor. The clear and dense sound of shattering and impacting glass instantly covered up the sound of the witch's gunfire. Scattered colored glass fragments fell from the sky like a heavy rain.

Although he couldn't see the thing, Luca could still feel that the church seemed to have been hit hard by a heavy hammer. Luca, who had just stood firm, was shaken again and almost fell down the stairs.

But Salomon grabbed Luca and ran outside before he could stand firm. As for Luca's shouting "What is that?", Salomon turned a deaf ear.When he dragged Luca all the way out of the church door, he found a huge guy standing next to the church.

This guy is all white, with a white light-emitting mark on his head.Its face is inlaid with a marble-carved face. Below this face is a hollow similar to a mouth. There is a golden ring around the head and neck, and several golden spikes in the shape of sun rays extend from the ring. .The thick hands and feet have golden claws, and there are golden rings on the limbs, and there are green stripes on the rings.This thing was even higher than the second floor of the church. When it descended, a heavy bell rang from nowhere, and white feathers fell from the sky along with golden light.

This is the beloved angel.But what this angel brought was never the gospel, but killing.

It pulled the giant ax out of the church, raised the ax high, and swung it down again.There seemed to be a violent explosion in the church, the whole building was shaking, and the stone brick floor in the square was flying with dust.

When Salomon saw it, he pulled Luca out without stopping. If he stayed here now, he would be looking for it.Luca, who had originally spoken out boldly, did not even need Salomon to urge him. He turned around and ran with Salomon regardless of the pain of being dragged.

Bold words are ideals and actions are reality. These are two different things and they never conflict.

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