Marvel Magic Event Book

He was always wary of the boy.

This is normal. When the boy had a splitting headache and showed his memories in front of him and Bayonetta, the magical aura on his body was astonishingly dazzling, even though he had long known that the boy who called himself "Loki" was not ordinary. Although he is a human being, the mystic mage is still touched by the magic power he possesses.Faced with the boy's sudden move, Salomon's first reaction was to raise his bolter, but he failed to pull the trigger - not entirely because of the witch's objections, but more because he also wanted to see what was going on. The boy who has a short memory and may not even know that he is a pawn behind the scenes wants to lead him and the witch in which direction.

"You're hurting me, big guy. Maybe you should find some time to take care of your armor." The boy frowned and waved his finger.Perhaps the two parties have reached a deal, and his attitude has softened a lot. "But thank you for the medicine. I'm fine. Let's go quickly."

"That's what I think too. I suggest you get a brain examination, because I suspect that the reason why your memory is so short is because you hit your head and formed congestion in your brain." The boy glared at the mystic mage.Salomon said confidently, "I saw a man. Nothing happened to him after he fell. He just lost a little memory. But two days later, this man died!"

The boy asked curiously, "How did you die?"

"The man who was hit by a car forgot to look at the traffic lights when he was crossing the road. If he hadn't hit his head, he might have remembered it."

"Does anyone actually find your stupid jokes funny, big guy?"

The mystic mage shrugged, "Sometimes."

Taking advantage of the opportunity given by the pills, Salomon activated some of the power armor's minor functions.A thin needle hidden in the finger armor pierced the boy's finger covertly, and a small blood sample was quietly taken for analysis.The Mystic has a very different concept of power armor than Tony Stark.Tony Stark has been pursuing lightness and speed, using most of the space in the power armor for modularly designed mechanical structures, thrusters, etc. Salomon has completely abandoned convenience and turned to thickening. While armoring, the functions of power armor are constantly enriched.

The power armor's medical system quickly gave the results, and he also informed the witch of the results.

"Ordinary people?" Bayonetta was a little disbelieving, "Without any genetic mutation?"

"Yes, a completely ordinary person." Salomon replied on the way to the Falls Church. "It seems that the answer to the question lies at the soul level, but this boy's memory is too short. Maybe he is A chess piece thrown out after being brainwashed to execute orders rooted in the subconscious. It seems that this suspicion is very high at present, because he is leading us to a possible trap location in Finbowent. That is why I need you Leave the rest of the work to me, I have to test his stance."

"Try not to hurt him." The witch looked at the boy who was skillfully walking through the alleys of Noah Doon Town. "I don't want your methods to be too rough."

"Of course, we are not murderers. Do you want to take a walk together, madam?" Salomon stretched out his arm, and the witch took it gracefully.They took a leisurely vacation and strolled leisurely on the stone road at dusk. They didn't seem to worry at all about encountering a sudden attack by angels. It seemed that they planned to enjoy this Italian-style town.In the face of repeated urging from the boy, Salomon declared that the town reminded Bayonetta of home, so they planned to take a tour.

These remarks made the boy jump.

"I have to go to Finnbowent." He ran forward without looking back. "If you want to go too, then follow me. I don't plan to wait for you to walk there slowly!" The witch and the mystic mage said to each other. He glanced at her, but didn't follow immediately.It wasn't until the boy disappeared around the corner of the alley that Salomon recited a spell and gave orders to the invisible spirit in the air.At the same time, he also prepared another magic to prepare for emergencies - this is the benefit of reading a lot of books. Salomon can always find the right spell to face almost any situation, which the witch family's magic does not have. This flexibility.Whether it's combat or daily life, whether it's releasing lightning or baking small cakes, or even annoying household chores, Salomon can always use the corresponding magic to solve the problem.

On the tower of Noah Doon Town, a man wearing a golden mask was looking down at them condescendingly. "Now, the distance between them is far enough." The man said to the air in front of him, "We can't wait any longer. Prophet, I will launch an attack now."

"I'm glad to see you are so active, sage." The voice of the guy called the prophet came from the void, "But please wait a moment, the angels are coming. We have to guard against the possibility of those people interfering. .”

"It won't take long." The sage snorted dissatisfiedly, "Don't you trust my ability?"

"Of course not, but you know that I can't take any risks, sage. Neither can you, can you?" the prophet said solemnly, "I brought you here from 500 years ago just to give you a chance for revenge. An opportunity to change the past. Are you willing to see the opportunity slip away in front of you?"

"I must kill him."

"You will, sage, but please follow my plan."

"Did you see that?" Bayonetta raised her arm and poked Salomon's cheek. This was the only part of the mystic's body that was not covered by armor.The waterfall church the boy described was located on the outskirts of the town, in the shadowed foothills of the Finbowente Mountains.Finbowente is a mountain with an extremely high altitude.As evening approaches, the entire town is covered by the shadows cast by the mountain peaks.Halfway up the mountain, the sun still lingers.The setting sun dyes the mountain walls orange-red, and the cold wind from the north blows on the mountain peaks, pushing aside the heavy snow and pulling the snow peaks into erratic, dreamlike clouds.Some small flickering lights on the mountainside caught the witch's attention. Even if she couldn't see the situation clearly, the witch could still tell that they were enemies.

"When are you going to start?"

"Wait a minute and let the air elves I summoned take a look." Salomon waited patiently. He wanted to see whether the angels would attack them or the boys first.Kamal Taj's education has made him habitually cautious. Faced with a guy who appears suddenly and can provide help, Salomon can hardly give his trust in any case - for a guy who often has to interact with extraterrestrials. For an organization that deals with living things, this level of suspicion is not too strange. Even when he first met the witch, Salomon had plans to kill the witch.Even if the boy provided access to the Finbowente Mountains, it would be difficult for Salomon to make a decision until he knew the boy's identity and position.

To a normal person, Salomon's behavior would be a bit paranoid.

"My Lord! You can't get close to the Holy Mountain!"

"Go away, you ugly monsters!" The surrounded boy took out the card and stared at the angel in front of him warily. "Get out of the way, this is my last warning! I have to go to Finnbowent! Damn it, what is that!" The boy jumped away quickly, and a golden sword passed through the overlapping white wings of the angels and stabbed him. to where the boy had been standing before.The man wearing a golden mask appeared next to the spear, wrapped tightly in a thick white robe.He lifted the tip of the gun embedded in the stone tile floor and pointed it at the boy who hurriedly retreated without saying a word.

He wanted to kill the boy.