Marvel Magic Event Book

A mid-level angel emerged and ran wildly on the Williamsburg Bridge.The neat rails were flattened by invisible forces and the concrete was shattered.This historic bridge began to shake, and the steel cables made a groaning sound before breaking. The thin steel wires that had lost their restraints shot out at extremely fast speeds, whipping the air and making an extremely dangerous whistling sound.

The hurricane blew out of nowhere and shook the bridge. Almost all passengers felt fear and fled towards the car in front.The subway began to speed up, and Bayonetta and Jeanne stood on the last car, waiting for the monster to approach.The deformed monster had a huge arm, an inverted pot-shaped body that could barely be called a body, and an expressionless face like a marble sculpture.

The witches are very familiar with that same face. They have hunted many creatures with this face.

This time is no exception.

A headless middle-level angel holding a giant sword quickly passed over the East River and threw the giant sword in his hand towards the witch.

The dazzling golden light flashed away, and a figure in golden armor appeared in mid-air, then dragged two blue flames down crazily and met the giant sword flying towards the witch.The long sword in Salomon's hand was pitifully small compared to the angel's giant sword. He swung the long sword like a bat, as if challenging the knight of the windmill.Accompanied by a violent sonic boom, the giant sword accelerated and flew back at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye. The strong wind caused by the rotation of the sword body drew a white torrent on the surface of the East River.

The headless angel was hit squarely by his giant sword. Before he could even utter a cry, the white porcelain-like body suddenly shattered, like a plasma bag that was suddenly flattened, exuding a large amount of rosemary-scented blood. The blood spurted out under the impact and exploded into a thick mist of blood.As if it was an afterthought, the headless angel's face on the giant sword screamed. The giant sword and the angel's heavy body rolled several times on the East River, and then struggled and sank, turning into a piece of gold. light spot.In the eyes of ordinary people, the splashing river water rushing to the shore is like a heavy rain.

Salomon didn't stay too long. He had already used a short-distance teleportation, but now there was no time left for him to recite a spell.

Under the combined effect of the jetpack and flight magic, he passed straight through the broken steel cables of the Williamsburg Bridge at a speed that could only be achieved by a fifth-generation fighter jet, and caught up with the energizer who was chasing the subway and the witch on the bridge. .The monster's long, misshapen hands cut deep into the carriage, tearing away at the steel.Taking advantage of the witch's opening to attract fire, Salomon crossed the sword and cut off the knees of the angel named "Faith" with the scorching holy sword.

The capable angel instantly lost his balance and rolled to the ground, rolling on the track like a mountain, almost crushing the subway car that was accelerating to escape and the witch standing on the roof of the car.The mystic mage hurriedly recited a short spell to levitate the tumbling Archangel, and then used his shoulder armor to knock out the monster that almost destroyed the bridge.

"Your honor, ladies and gentlemen. Is hunting enjoyable?" He stood on the twisted track and waved his hands, shouting loudly with the smell of hot air and fuel.

"That's my prey, you idiot!" Joan of Arc stood jumping on the disfigured last carriage of the subway, cursing Salomon for stealing her trophy.However, Salomon just shrugged and made a gesture to indicate that Joan was too far away and he could not hear what was said.This move made the white-haired witch even more angry. From a distance, she looked like a little white-haired man dancing around, which was very funny.So Salomon smiled, but soon his smile disappeared.

The majestic water vapor rises from the river, and the huge body blocks the sun mercilessly.He put on his helmet under the cover of heavy water vapor. The detection system penetrated the thick fog and displayed the enemy's figure on the helmet's display.The ammunition supply system began to operate, and the composite plasma large-caliber bolt gun hanging under the left arm's gauntlet was automatically loaded, making a crisp "click" sound, and bullets engraved with deadly runes were waiting to be fired.

This won't be a difficult battle, things harder to kill than this thing have died in his hands before.

"Thirty seconds," he said.This time is no exception.

Almost all the Sisters who could participate in the battle entered the battle, and the armed personnel of the Sisters who participated in the battle wore steel wings in order to obtain high mobility.The leaders of the assault team and the heavy firepower team are Catherine and Aura respectively. These two most trusted artificial beings hunt down the lower-level third-order angels scattered in the city based on the intelligence provided by Kama Taj.Now the sisterhood in the shallow etheric plane can finally see the appearance of the enemy clearly, and can use the weapons in their hands to punish those false angels.They chanted battle prayers loudly and wore lit incense burners at their waists. They worked together with amazing efficiency, using their swords, explosive bombs, plasma and lasers to their fullest potential.

Equally astonishingly efficient is Constantine.

The Praetorian Guard's armor can also be equipped with a flight system, but because its size and armor are far more complex than the force-feedback power armor of an android, the Praetorian Guard's flight system is also large and complex.This was the first time Wanda saw the combat strength of the Guards. The halberd with the bolt gun was swung at a speed that ordinary people could not see clearly. Almost no lower-level third-level angels could survive under his hand for more than ten years. For a second, she thought that even the Avengers' Hulk might die from such a horrific attack.

Like a hurricane, Constantine cleared away all the angels he could see.

"Follow up." Constantine's voice was sent into Wanda's earphones through the encrypted communication system.After he finished speaking, he jumped off the New York Times Building, his crimson robe puffing up like wings.Constantine activated his jetpack in the strong wind, thrust the flashing halberd into the back of a centaur angel, and pounced towards the mid-level angel flying in the other direction in the distance.

Wanda jumped down quickly.

Although she is wearing force feedback power armor, this does not prevent her from casting spells to make herself fly.What's more, she has already obtained the staff. If it were not for the help of force feedback power armor, she might not even be able to pick up this exaggerated weapon.

The silver-plated python skull on the top of the snake bone staff is surrounded by a thick steel ring, and the ring is surrounded by metal spikes arranged in a cross shape.When she grasped the heavy metal body of the staff, the eyes of the giant python skull instantly lit up with a scarlet light - this was definitely not the skull of a giant python, let alone the skull of an earth creature, but the skull of someone. The skull of a magical snake-like creature.But before Wanda had time to ask more, she was sent to the battlefield by Master Daniel, and she teamed up with Constantine to carry out clearing operations.

She looked to the east with worry.

She could hear an alarming wail rising from the Williamsburg Bridge to the east, and she knew her teacher was fighting there.Ordinary people may only be able to hear the sound of the Williamsburg Bridge's steel cables snapping, and the roar like a raging river, but Wanda, who is in the shallow ether plane, can feel the extremely painful emotions coming from that direction, which are intermittent. , and then disappeared without a trace.

Wanda was relieved. She felt that if she continued, she would go crazy because she couldn't bear the torture.

"Ms. Maximov!" Wanda woke up suddenly, and Constantine's voice brought her back to reality.She quickly waved her staff and fired out several scarlet bandages.The bandage tightly pulled the leg of a lower-level third-level angel.Constantine took his chance and altered course, the jetpack spitting out searing cones of fire as the Praetorian swung his halberd, slicing the tip into the angel's back.The angel screamed in pain, and Constantine pulled the trigger without hesitation. The high-explosive ammunition exploded at close range, completely shattering the angel's body.

Constantine's body frequently flashed with lightning from the electromagnetic shield. "Please pay more attention, Ms. Maximov."

"Sorry, I will. Do we really not need to help?" Wanda said apologetically, but her eyes were still wandering east.There was an explosion of flash and fire, and the air was filled with the stench of ionization.

"Unexpectedly, the monarch's order is for us to eliminate the third-order angels, so we will do so unless he changes the order or our lives are in danger."

"what about now?"

"He's still doing it with ease!"