Marvel Magic Event Book

The moment the gunshot rang out, Laura knew she had lost her concealment as she emptied an entire magazine and killed the bear as quickly as possible.The continuous gunfire was not absorbed by the snow, but kept echoing in the lonely canyon, and continued to spread along the rock wall into the distance, making Laura's stealth success all the way.The Holy Trinity would soon be in pursuit, and she had no time to take her time skinning the bear to add yet another animal decoration to Crawford Hall.

She immediately walked back and walked into the cave entrance where the brown bear had appeared.A shamanistic totem hangs next to the cave entrance, and a rusty copper bell jingles with the wind and snow.She didn't know where the hole led to, and she didn't know if she could get rid of Holy Trinity, so she could only bite the bullet and keep walking forward.Adrenaline gradually returned to normal levels, and she moved her numb fingers, shoulders and waist that were almost numb from the cold. In order to save money, Holy Trinity did not install flash hiders on the mercenaries' guns.Coupled with the non-standard shooting posture, the recoil of the gun almost knocked her to the ground and broke her slim waist and cervical vertebrae.

There are traces of artificial excavation in this cave. A stone wall that may be more than 1000 years old is standing there loosely, letting the cold wind blow from the other side of the wall irresponsibly.Laura smelled water.The water flowing under the glacier often has a biting freshness, which is completely different from the Siberian scraper-like cold wind that almost makes you want to freeze your lungs.Behind the wall is a glacier cave, and the sweet sound of gurgling water can be faintly heard from the cracks in the wall.

Laura felt very lucky, but what she didn't know was that this was just the beginning of another misfortune.

The sound of her gunshot not only woke up the lazy Holy Trinity mercenaries, but Salomon, who was far away at the edge of the galaxy, also woke up due to a reminder of fate. "My dear child, the child of Terra." A gentle voice woke Salomon from his deep sleep, and Salomon knew who the voice belonged to.It was the Great Mother of the Gods, who is represented in many of Earth's myths.He showed Salomon his purpose for coming here, that He had granted Salomon's request, and that He would assist him in his work.Not long after he woke up, Merlin, the representative of the Earth Mother, strutted into the cabin and informed Salomon that his destination had arrived.

He took a deep breath and stretched.Phoenix, who was staying next to him, also spread his wings and shook his head.

The moment he woke up completely, the drivers sitting in front of him also stopped what they were doing.The golden light at the soul level gradually converged, revealing several haggard mummies.These pilots faced Salomon's essential stigmata with their weak souls and bodies, and their mortal souls evaporated without resistance like snow water in the flames.But at least they died in their original identities, which was a better fate than many people in this fleet.They can never be corrupted by evil, and their souls belong to themselves.

Nightmare broke through Salomon's defenses more than once.Although he quickly regained his lost ground, the evil encroachment remained deep-rooted.

In the eyes of the mortal body, this place is nothing but a lightless void. The light of distant stars dots this maddeningly silent place of nothingness. The colorful dust of gaseous nebulae is almost invisible here.However, from the perspective of the soul, this place is always exuding a disgusting and dirty light, like a dark purple ribbon floating in space, and many twisted creatures with strange laughter are swimming near the fleet.They have shapeless rotten bodies that only madmen can appreciate, and vicious truths uttered from their deformed and mutilated mouths.They are constantly whispering into the ears of the crew, calling their names, tempting them to go crazy and degenerate, to join in the endless crazy carnival. They feed on madness. They are the mites that breed in Sithorne's dreams and make Salomon's scalp hairy. itch.

Here are the annoying skin mosses and abscesses on the surface of the main material universe. Underneath, there are cancers that penetrate deep into the bone marrow. The morbid body is like poison, viciously breeding stubborn tumors, and is full of absurd and twisted physical laws.The stigmata resisted them, he was their mortal enemy, and reality rejected them, preventing them from ever coming to the main material plane.The deformed and illusory monsters kept cursing him with their blasphemous mouths and tempting him with sweet words. Their masters were looking forward to his corruption and madness.

"I've been crazy for a long time." Salomon muttered and pressed hard on the small silver bell placed next to the steel armrest of the captain's throne.First mate Alex walked in eagerly, his face full of enthusiasm.

"My captain!" the first mate's voice suddenly burst into the room through the loudspeaker in front of his neck.

"Good evening, first mate. What happened?" Salomon looked at the first mate with a strange expression.Although his focus has been on how to defend himself from Sithorne's dream attacks and resist the erosion of nightmare creatures, he can still be vaguely aware of what is happening on the ship.

"No, my captain! There is no rebellion, everyone is loyal!" the first mate said with a smile, he did not even glance at the pilots who had turned into mummies.The power armor on his body has been replaced. This is equipment built for him by the Kree craftsmen on the ship based on Salomon's aesthetics, using the ship's wreckage.There are no tights, only iron-black plate armor engraved with gorgeous patterns. The gauntlets are inlaid with two round blood stones. The thick shoulder armor is painted with gold on the fleet's achievements and a soaring golden eagle.The combination of a rotating live ammunition weapon and a long sword is hanging on the first officer's waist, and the laser weapon is hung on the magnetic belt on the other side.Salomon did not pursue the first mate's antics.He didn't care about the life or death of the crew, he just needed them to fly the spacecraft and reach this place.

"That's not what I'm asking... Forget it, find someone to move these bodies away and carve their names on the backs of chairs to commemorate their great contributions. Well, although I know they are not voluntary, they It was indeed sacrificed. For safety reasons, I need you to arrange a new driver. Next, we need to start the weak inertia engine and slowly glide into the void."

"That's right." Before the first mate left the captain's cabin, Salomon stopped him again, "I know that the catman mechanic doesn't want to take a bath, but you must press it into the basin this time and wash it thoroughly. Wash the ground clean. Use my share of the water ration. Although it can't speak, I'm sure it understands commands, no matter what you use. How the hell does it use its claws to hold a wrench?"

"Captain, do you think... I didn't know you still had such a hobby. In fact, this is normal, on Harry Star..."

"Don't be stupid, that's a cat! I don't want the fleet to be infested with fleas!"

"Yes, Captain!" The first mate ran out without looking back, as if he was on a mission.

"Phoenix." The big golden-red bird chirped softly.Salomon glanced at Merlin who was inspecting the driver's body, "I need you to detect the crack in front to ensure that the fleet can arrive safely."

"My dear Salomon, is this the only amount of trust between us?"

"Then tell me, how is Dave doing now?"

"Sleeping. I didn't expect this little guy to be so tenacious and not say anything even when he was injured. But I think that's stupid. He doesn't look like my heir at all."