Marvel Magic Event Book

The lowest level of angels surrounding the boy was an intermediate-level third-level angel. Their shimmering wings and halo surrounded the entire fountain square, completely dispersing the shadows.But the extremely bright sacred scene was not relaxing. The boy also wanted to make some wisecracks to delay the time, but the sage did not intend to listen.He waved his hand, and then immediately thrust out his spear, stabbing the boy with a sharp whistling sound that cut through the air.But surprisingly, the sage's first attack was blocked by the four cards thrown by the boy.However, the boy didn't feel comfortable. The protective magic he cast was as thin as paper in front of the spear, and it only slightly deflected the direction of the spear.

Before he could catch his breath, the sage's next attack had already arrived.

The boy rolled on the ground in embarrassment to avoid the blow. When he seized the opportunity to throw the card to attack, the card containing his power was easily shattered by a white peacock tail feather.The boy was so surprised that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.Before meeting Bayonetta and Salomon, he had already fought against some lower-level angels, and those enemies he defeated proved that his cards could work.However, his power was unable to cause harm to the man in white robes in front of him. His attack created the conditions for the man to attack.The boy rolled on the ground to avoid the attack. The sharp spear almost chopped into pieces all the floor tiles in the fountain square. The strong wind blown by the tip of the spear caused the boy's skin to ache and bleed.

The angels haven't taken action yet and seem to be watching an execution.

His life was like a candle in the wind. He couldn't withstand more attacks and he was going to die.

Just as the golden spear point was about to poke the boy's eyes, deafening noise and dazzling white light suddenly exploded in the fountain square. Both the sage and the boy could not help but close their eyes to prevent their senses from being too strong. Injured by stimulation.However, closing his eyes could not prevent the dazzling light from leaving a terrible black shadow on his retina. The boy could neither see nor hear anything.He suddenly felt a terrible heat erupting around him, followed by the terrible sound of metal colliding and rubbing. Hot and viscous liquid with the smell of rosemary poured down like a downpour, and the smell of ionized air filled his nasal cavity. .

"What kind of adult would bully a child?" Bayonetta stood on the roof and pushed up her glasses with a very teasing tone.The boy felt himself being suddenly pulled up, and the cold wind slapped his face, waking him up from the dizziness caused by the noise and bright light.When he regained consciousness, he immediately realized his situation and couldn't help but let out a scream of terror - he found that he had reached the roof from the fountain square, and Bayonetta was twisting his collar and pulling his feet. Leaving the ground, in the footsteps of the witch, the angel's body was bleeding with blood, slowly emitting golden light spots.

The boy immediately began to struggle, "I'm not a child!"

"You have the final say, little one." The witch let go of her hand calmly and threw the boy on the roof.Her attention shifted to the battle in the square.Salomon in golden armor and the sage in white robes waved their weapons and moved at a speed that could not be seen with the naked eye. The piercing screams between the weapons made the tiles of the surrounding houses begin to tremble.

"Who is that person?" The boy was in shock, rubbing his sore buttocks. "How can that person summon those ugly monsters?"

"Sage. As far as I know, the last sage should be dead." The witch put her finger on the trigger, raising her vigilance to the highest level.She still maintained a casual expression on her face, "Aren't you very powerful, little one? Shouldn't those monsters be your subordinates?"

"Shut up, I was careless this time!" The boy suddenly jumped up, "I don't know why they said that, it has nothing to do with me!"

"Really?" Bayonetta chuckled and fired a shot to her side.The angels were still coming, and she had her own battles to deal with. "Little guy, let me see what you are capable of!"

Her and Salomon's surveillance was very smooth at first. Whether it was the appearance of the angel or what the angel said to the boy, the witch and the mystic could hear clearly.Although it is unclear why the angel calls the boy "Lord", Salomon can still deduce that the person behind the command of the angel is worried that the boy who calls himself "Loki" is traveling to Finnbowent - in the boy's memory , the mystic saw his battle with the angel, but at that time Salomon was still worried that it was a hoax, a false memory that the boy deliberately revealed, or that was stuffed in for him by the mastermind behind the scenes.There are countless examples of wrong decisions made because of the other party's wrong memory, and Salomon has learned those painful lessons long ago.

It wasn't until the Sage came on the scene that the whole thing started to get out of hand.

The last sage is dead, his biological father Baldr who was killed by Bayonetta herself.Salomon was very sure that the documents in Karma Taj's library could also prove that Baldur, who owned one of the Eyes of the World, was completely dead and could never be resurrected.Recognizing the boy's attacker as a sage, the mystic urgently activated his teleportation spell, throwing him and Bayonetta near the boy.He is responsible for blocking the sage's attack, and the witch is responsible for cleaning up the angels. They work together very well.

"Unregistered spellcaster!" Salomon's name for the enemy was very unique. "In the name of Kama Taj and the Supreme Mage, you are under arrest! Resistance is death!" When the sword and gun collided with each other, he He activated the bolt gun under the arm armor, and the tail of the large-caliber bullet sprayed flames and flew towards the sage.The witch clan and the sage clan have the same source of power, which is magic based on the Eye of the World. Therefore, the witch's spells have corresponding versions among the sages.

The witch has [Witch Time], and the sage has [Swift Light].

Salomon can prove that this is true, otherwise how could those fired bombs explode in the hands of the sage?

Taking this opportunity, the mystic started the jet engine, raised his armor-covered legs and kicked the sage out.

"There is something called a mass fuse." The bomb blasted the Sage's palms with blood, but did not cause further damage, as if the Sage's gloves were harder than the alloy plates of light armored vehicles.In the eyes of the mystic, both the sage's robe and the protective spells cast on him exude a strong magical aura. Although the effect of the magic has not yet been analyzed, and there is no time to find targeted cracking spells, the Saint The sword can always break these spells violently.The sage's flawless gold-plated spear is full of slash marks. There are not many weapons in the world that can compare with the holy sword, and the sage's spear is obviously not one of them.

"As far as I know, the Sage clan has very powerful technology. How come you don't even know about this kind of thing?" The mystic mage pointed the tip of his sword at the Sage. "I remember that Kama Taj has completely destroyed the Sage. Where did you come from, the blood inheritance of the Zhe family? Or are you a newly cultivated sage?"

"Who are you?" The sage's voice was slightly dull, "What is your relationship with her?"

"She is my girlfriend. It's a pity that I can't invite you to the engagement party because you will die later." The mystic replied, "I am the mystic of Kama Taj, what do you think?"

Salomon felt that the eyes behind the sage's mask were focused on his face, and he seemed a little dissatisfied with the answer.The sage responded by silently taking out three gorgeous white peacock tail feathers and throwing them into the sky.With a brief spell, the golden portal suddenly opened, and an extremely large four-element angel, the two-headed dragon [Endurance] representing the fire element, came to the real plane.

"This is a bit too much." Salomon couldn't help complaining, "In this case, I have to call in foreign aid."