Marvel Magic Event Book

"How come no one told me about this?"

"You have the authority to see this information." Agent Hill shrugged, "But you haven't seen it, have you?"

"You know, I'm busy. Running a business...well, it's Pepper and Friday's job, but that doesn't mean I'm not contributing. I still have to go to Washington and lobby and deal with the bureaucrats. "Stark took a deep breath, feeling that his heart was almost beating out of his ribs. "Don't you know what Salomon would do with a nuclear bomb? Can we negotiate to get him to give up his nuclear weapons, just like he did with Ukraine!"

"I have Salomon's IQ test report here. Do you want to see it? I'll tell you directly. He's not a fool, Stark. He's much smarter than you." Agent Hill rolled his eyes again. .She is the actual head of operations for the Avengers. Not only does she need to coordinate the logistics of the Avengers, she also needs to be responsible for "monitoring" the movements of the Avengers, a group of unstable elements, and making guarantees in front of Congress and the White House, just like she did in Just like what S.H.I.E.L.D.

"We don't yet know why Salomon threatened Agent Coulson with a nuclear bomb, but Agent Coulson has known him for many years. He would rather kill his old friend to prevent something from happening, which shows that he The information we have is very important and very scary, and we should trust his judgment."

"I didn't expect you to say that. I thought you hated him. Is this some kind of professional psychological evaluation?"

"This is a comment from Nick Fury, and it has nothing to do with whether I hate him or not." Agent Hill made no secret of the fact that he is still in contact with Nick Fury.Although she claimed in Congress that she had no intelligence exchange with Nick Fury, it goes without saying what the truth is. "Nick Fury believes in Salomon's judgment. He believes that Salomon can put aside personal factors and make decisions that are beneficial to all mankind. He has long said that Salomon is a person like him."

"The same ruthlessness, the same unscrupulous means to achieve the goal?"

"Believe me, it's a compliment to both of them."

"Damn... I'm starting to feel that the incident in New York has something to do with Salomon." Stark touched the beard on his chin.He ordered Friday to call up the timeline and geographical location of the building damage incidents that occurred at the same time as the plane crash. "Agent Hill, I need you to open access. I want to see all the surveillance in New York City today. Let Friday do facial recognition, We might see a familiar face or two.”

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Stinging thoughts touched the minds of Salomon and Bayonetta like slender fingers, trying to drive burning spikes into their souls.The air was as hot as if it were baked on asphalt, and dense enemies surrounded them. However, neither Salomon nor Bayonetta showed any signs of embarrassment.The Mystic Mage put on his helmet, and the blood-red eyepiece suddenly lit up, clearly scanning the number of enemies, and started marking and tracking.

Even if an angel comes around behind him, the power armor's detection system can alert him.

Bayonetta fired first, then she immediately turned around and shot at the enemy behind her.

Salomon quickly took her place.He waved his fist and shattered the marble face of the lower-level angel [Tolerance] with one punch. The bolt gun hanging under the arm armor of his left arm fired rapidly. The super high rate of fire of the bolt gun made the bullets resemble an exploding war hammer. That forcefully broke the arm of a centaur-type lower archangel [Glory].He stopped and fired, instead of continuing the pursuit, he changed the direction of attack.Just when the injured archangel thought he had caught a flaw and raised his spear to attack, Bayonetta's long knife split it in half from top to bottom.

Bayonetta's battle is as graceful as a dance, like a spinning bayonet.Salomon's fighting style is the opposite. He is like a heavy hammer that crushes all attacks. He uses the holy sword and explosive bombs to block Bayonetta from the attacks that she should have avoided. The witch took advantage of it. Taking advantage of his attacks, he launches deadly surprise attacks on the enemy.Spin, spin, attack.Their senses are so interconnected that Bayonetta can see everything Salomon sees, and vice versa.

A few heartbeats later, they changed their fighting methods.

The witch pulled the mystic into [Witch's Time], a spell with super high perception ability. The surrounding enemies moved like insects solidified in amber.Salomon waved the blazing holy sword without hesitation, cutting the enemy's weapons and armor at extremely fast speeds. The Witch took out a heavy machine gun from her hair and shot at the largest Cherubim.When [Witch Time] ended, a waterfall of rosemary-scented blood erupted around their enemies. The witch dropped the heavy machine gun, jumped forward on the Mystic Master's armor, and slashed cleanly with two long knives. After lowering the seriously injured enemy's head, Salomon activated his jetpack, dragged the cone-shaped flame, and inserted the holy sword into the head of the angel with the giant sword.

The snake-shaped Seraph swooped down from the sky, and its giant metal claws slammed down on the Mystic Mage and the Witch.

The orange-red shield that appeared out of thin air blocked this terrifying attack, and sparks sputtered out as if exploding.Bayonetta turned around, blew a kiss to Salomon, and then stepped on the orange-red spark shield and jumped onto Seraph's head.Salomon first jumped to the other side, killed the one-armed intermediate angel [Faith] with the holy sword, and then quickly started the jet engine to follow.But he did not attack the head like Bayonetta, but cast a spell on Seraph's limbs - Setorak's scarlet chain, and the heterogeneous scarlet ribbon tied up the huge Seraph.He dragged the Seraph in the other direction to keep its claws and teeth away from Bayonetta.The power from the scarlet dimension left scorched scars on Seraph's gorgeous red and white ceramic skin, and the completely opposite energy brought huge amounts of pain to Seraph.

Seraph dragged Salomon and Bayonetta into the sky.

But height has never been a factor that stopped them from fighting. Salomon turned off the jet engine and turned to flying magic.Bayonetta jumped down from Seraph's broken head, and her LUOLU back instantly stretched out a bunch of black and purple wings, with a little blue at the end of the wings.She chanted an Enochian incantation loudly, and a set of arms made of black hair stretched out from the teleportation array.It was Madame Butterfly's arm, and Salomon recognized it instantly. Both the blue-gray skin and the red nails at the ends of the fingers were very recognizable.

Madame Butterfly crawled out half of the teleportation array. The female demon clenched her fists and swung her fists as high as two Salomons towards Seraph's snake-shaped head. A few punches.Her power instantly shattered Seraph's gorgeous ceramic skin, and the golden decorations embedded in the skin twisted and deformed, sinking deeply into Seraph's flesh.Perhaps feeling that treating Seraph in this way was too gentle, Madam Butterfly grabbed Seraph's metal claws with both hands, pulled Seraph in front of her, and smashed Seraph's metal snout with her forehead.Even when the summoning time here was about to end, Madam Butterfly still tore off Seraph's claws with great interest, grabbed its slender body and tossed it around like a child who got a new toy.

"Next time, remind me not to speak ill of Madam Butterfly." Salomon said to Bayonetta as he looked at the Seraph falling downwards.At this moment, the witch is hugging his neck tightly and being held in his arms, just like she did when she first came to the town of Noah Doon.The mystic restarted his jet engines and dived down at a speed only a fighter jet could achieve.They are chasing the unconscious Seraph, and they must watch it die.

"Don't worry, little boy."

The witch chuckled.The howling wind did not block her thoughts. The mystic could feel her blood rushing, and the surge of adrenaline made her want to do things that could not be done in public.

"Madame Butterfly likes you very much, I promise."