Marvel Magic Event Book

Salomon didn't tell Wanda much about Karma Taj's dark inside story.

No matter how great the mission Kama Taj shoulders and how many titles he has on his crown, it is ultimately a ruthless killing organization. The mission of every mystic is to kill the enemies of mankind at all costs.This was a bit difficult for Wanda to accept, so Salomon had no intention of telling her about Kama Taj's dungeon.Today, the Immortal City takes the pragmatic aspects of Karma Taj to the extreme, and there are even further trends.

He told Wanda about his first mission, which was to eliminate the young and almost true ancestors of the first-generation vampires in the town of Corinth, eliminate the werewolves hidden in the town, and the degenerate ghouls that hunted homeless people in the forest of the town. .Wanda listened very carefully. She didn’t know why the Supreme Mage let Salomon start performing tasks at such a young age. She also didn’t know that without Kama Taj’s mystic, ordinary people in the small town of Corinth would end up What kind of ending will there be.

"This is the easiest task I have ever encountered." Wanda and Salomon held a cup of hot tea in their hands and sat facing each other against the window. The copper heater in the center of the room was emitting fragrant and elegant smoke.When the slow story ended, there was still an orange-red afterglow on the snow-capped mountains, and everything under the snow-capped peaks was submerged in darkness.The majestic and beautiful scenery and the slightly biting cold wind prevented Wanda from being affected by this dark story. Even when she heard the story of witches and vampires, she did not have many emotional fluctuations.But she noticed one word.

"You ended up recycling that magic book, didn't you?"

"No, I found nothing," Salomon said meaningfully.He asked the invisible servant to pour hot water into the tea cup, and then took a sip regardless of the boiling temperature. "All my old books were taken away for inspection, and the final result proved that what I wanted was not in the town of Corinth." He said, "But all the evidence showed that the book appeared in the town of Corinth because it could curse people. The spell to become a vampire is only in that book. I have thought about many possibilities. The first possibility is that it is a scroll mixed into an ordinary book, and that book has long left the town of Corinth. Chapter The second possibility is that there is someone behind the witch's instructions, and the book was taken away after the witch failed. But I believe that no matter which possibility, that thing will appear in front of me sooner or later one day."

"Why are you telling this story? Could it be..."

"Yes," Salomon was quite satisfied with the apprentice's intelligence. "I suspect that what happened in the town of Jerusalem is related to what happened in the town of Corinth. After all, the two towns are not too far apart, and even Salem is not that far away. Not too far away. New England, more specifically Maine and Massachusetts, was where England first colonized, and many magicians from Britain and even Europe came there. Coincidentally, that magic book The book binder is Morgan Le Fay of Britain, and there are still followers of Morgan Le Fay active in the universe. So I think these two things are actually related, and are even inseparable from Morgan Le Fay. ——Although I have never found any traces of the witch's spellcasting, the smell of black magic can be smelled no matter how long it takes. Looking back now, I did miss many clues."

"You said we were going on a mission?"

"It's more like an outing than a mission." Salomon said, "The vampire described to me that the witch cast a spell on herself in pursuit of immortality, turning herself into ceramics and glass. If this is the case, the witch's Bodies aren't supposed to rot, and I keep forgetting to look for them."

"Do you think there's a clue in the witch's body?"

"Not necessarily." The Mystic Mage shook his head, "It may also be a useless effort. I plan to compare the black magic emanating from the witch's corpse, the black magic in Jerusalem Town, and the black magic that appeared in Salem. In this way, Look for clues. This won't be too difficult a mission, because I have already found the location of the witch's body, through prophecy."

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's set off now!" Wanda's eyes were shining. She really didn't want to stand on the martial arts field all day.

Salomon smiled.He had already seen through Wanda's little thoughts, but he didn't care. "Go and change, Padawan," he said. "I'll take you to a meal first, and then treat this mission like a night walk. I've prepared a tight dress and high heels for you."

"This is for me?"

"Of course, this is yours." Salomon nodded and gave Wanda the clothes and shoes that appeared out of thin air. "But no matter whether the witch's body fragments are found or not, you must participate in training tomorrow morning."

"Did he say what the mission would be?" Agent Hill asked tirelessly.She looked a little anxious, because Steve Rogers and Tony Stark were unable to perform their missions under such circumstances, and she needed to pay compensation and funeral expenses for those agents who died, and use that amount to In the hands of people the agents actually care about.She didn't want to be sued by the Avengers for unpaid agent wages and compensation. That would be too embarrassing.

"You're too nervous, Maria!" Natasha Romanov did not take off her headphones.The long red hair is braided into a neat braid on the back of the head so as not to interfere with movement.She aimed her sights at the target and fired again, familiar with the unique feel of this gun - this silver-white Beretta 92F was a gift from Salomon, with some added to the gun body. magic.In order to test whether magic affects the shooting feel, Agent Romanoff has fired nearly 100 rounds from this gun.This morning's shooting training ended quickly, and next she wanted to try the assassination weapon given by Salomon - she didn't know that after having a substantial relationship with Salomon, the man she had watched grow up would actually So generous.

"At best it's just an after-dinner walk."

"For him, it's just a walk after dinner. For ordinary people, it's a disaster." Agent Hill used precise and ruthless words when evaluating the mystic.She compared Salomon to a buzzing lawnmower intent on cutting all the lawns into a uniform pattern as it passed by. "Just like mowing the lawn, it always takes several days for the smell to dissipate after the work is done." Agent Hill rolled his eyes, "They only care about whether ordinary people see magic, and don't care about their own feelings about buildings and buildings. What kind of harm was done to the personnel.”

"Sounds a lot like an agent."

"Agents of SHIELD, not Avengers," Maria Hill said. "We don't do that anymore, don't you remember?"

Natasha took a deep breath of the smoke-smelling air.She didn't like the smell, but the smoke lingered, even soaking into her hands.She couldn't help but recall the small candles Salomon had given her not long ago. The small candles had many colors and varied shapes. When they burned, they would emit thin, fragrant smoke, which made people feel happy.

She thought back to what happened after lighting the candle.

"You missed the target, Romanov."

"I'll call him and ask him!" she said without looking back, "but don't use what I said to refute me again!"

"As you wish." Agent Hill raised his eyebrows and turned to leave.