Marvel Magic Event Book

"What, blockade?" The boy sat up suddenly.The violent movements pulled the scratches on his back, making him grimace in pain.But he immediately discovered that his wounds had been treated and bandaged, and his whole body exuded the smell of antibacterial drugs only available in hospitals.He relaxed a little, because he remembered the antibacterial gel Salomon gave him, the coldness that could make one's ribs tighten with just a slight sniff. The smell of those medicines was exactly the same as the smell he smelled now.

"Yes, we have already started a war with the angels." Constantine helped the boy sit up from the hospital bed.

"You actually..." the boy sighed, "How is the situation now?"

"If you are asking yourself, your condition was not very good when we found you, but fortunately there were not many external injuries. If you are asking my Lord's servants, then our anti-aircraft firepower has already killed many angels, and there are currently no Too many casualties." The Praetorian Guards said, "This is the current situation. No one can easily pass through the defense line where the angels confront us. If you want to do this, you will face great risks. But if If you insist on doing this, it's not like we can't pay the price to send you up there, boy."

The Imperial Guard took a step back and showed the boy the high-tech equipment in the infirmary and the halberd in his hand, "Now on this earth, only we have the ability to break through the angels' defenses and send you to Finnbowent Mountain. So I want you to tell me something I want to know. Like what you know about the Sovereign's condition - according to the testimony of the Sisterhood, you should have fallen from the Bridge of Heaven just like the Sovereign. Where is my Lord, boy? "

"Do you really want to know?" The boy sighed, "Actually, I don't know what era he is in now." Constantine stared at him silently, invisibly putting a lot of pressure on the boy.The boy couldn't help shouting, "I really don't know that the power of the Eye of the World did not involve him! I only know that if I want to solve everything, I have to go to the top of Finbowent Mountain to solve the problem. Maybe Then your lord will return.”

"This is a solution." Constantine nodded, not too obsessed with Salomon's whereabouts.The boy didn't know the relationship between the Praetorian Guard and Salomon, so he didn't pay too much attention to it. However, if other people in the Eternal City saw it, they would definitely think that the Praetorian Guard's behavior was a bit strange. "Wait here until the action begins and I will take you to the top of Finbowente."

"Hey, one more question. Where the hell am I right now?"

"Sky Carrier Punishment. Someone will bring you a nutritious meal later. Just wait here." Constantine closed the door of the infirmary and locked the boy inside.After Constantine left, the boy immediately jumped up from the bed, walked carefully to the door and turned the doorknob.Immediately afterwards, the boy's expression became quite grim, but this also confirmed to him that the Praetorian Guards were indeed Salomon's subordinates, and their behavior style was almost exactly the same. "He is telling the truth." Constantine said to Baron Mordo who was standing in the corridor. "Perhaps the solution is to send him to the top of Finbowent Mountain. But I still have a question, why did the Supreme Mage say Don’t you have to worry about the whereabouts of the monarch?”

"You are asking me a question. I don't know, and no one can guess the His Holiness's plan." Modu shrugged and said with a smile, "But you don't have to worry too much, the Holiness has always paid attention to Salomon. He'll be fine, and maybe he'll pop out of some box later, like he did in his childhood pranks."

"I will prepare the commando team." Constantine did not retort, but left the infirmary guarded by the mystic.

It would be great if Modu's statement is correct. If the monarch does not show up, then the Imperial Guard will fulfill their duties. He will never leave the monarch's safety to others, let alone leave it to others. Kamal Taj who puts the life safety of the monarch first.

Now he holds the highest authority in the Eternal City, and even the interior department must obey his orders.Tita received a communication from the Praetorian Guards, and a few minutes later, the most skilled members of the sisterhood were removed from the defense line and returned to the sky carrier Punishment.Victoria Hand and Sophia's elite soldiers were also gathered together to await orders.Constantine planned to personally lead this team composed of sisters and mortals to send the boy to the top of Finbowente Mountain. As for how many people would die in the process, Constantine actually didn't care.If sacrificing the entire Eternal City could save the monarch, the Praetorian Guard would not hesitate.

But these are not enough.

"Great Sage." He said to the fifth demon pillar far away on Mars, "I need your help."

A cold electronic synthesizer responded. "The approval has been passed... The experimental model of the NERV Corps is about to depart. It is expected to arrive in 21600 seconds. For the destiny of mankind to rule the galaxy."

Men fanatically raised their pitchforks and cheered loudly in front of the giant fire.Besides him, the young men from the same village were also cheering. However, the man thought that he was the most glorious one, because his pitchfork was embroidered with his trophies, a head that he had cut off with his own hands - the blasphemer's head. The head, the head of a witchcraft woman, the head of a succubus.It was his sacrifice to the god he worshiped.After the priest stopped the banshee's witchcraft with his holy words, he was the first to rush forward.The cold and sticky blood dripped on his eyelids, but he did not feel sick. The others only grabbed an arm or a thigh, and the body parts were thrown into the fire to prevent others from being killed by their witchcraft. .This is what the pastor ordered, and no one dares to go against the pastor's words, because the pastor is doing it for their own good, for them to point out the culprits who destroy farmland, cause women to miscarry, and make young men lose their minds. At the same time, they are also responsible for female cats in heat, stealing milk, stealing The man behind shearing sheep and getting woodcutter lost.

They are just and they are here to protect the lives of ordinary people!

The villagers who had obtained the spoils of war lit a fire in unison and celebrated this great day like a festival, a day that proved their devout faith.The witch's head stared with big eyes, the firelight reflected on the soulless eyes, and the exquisite earrings stained with dried blood swayed with the movement of the pitchfork, playing a light accompaniment for the cheering crowd.

Even if the head is chopped off, it still looks so beautiful!The man raised his head and spit into his head.

The warmth of the flames burning his back and the overwhelming passion made him quite intoxicated. He also smelled a mouth-watering smell of barbecue.

The man looked around, bent down while others were not paying attention, and picked up a piece of gold jewelry from the black clothes on the ground.This trip can't be in vain, maybe this can be used as a gift for my wife?

The man shivered in fear as soon as the idea came to his mind.

Maybe there's magic on it, maybe the witch's curse before she died will make his little cub crippled!

He made up his mind to present the jewelry to the church in exchange for the priest's blessing as a way to show his piety.

"Shameless witch!" A woman in coarse linen hugged a book given by a priest and pointed at the head on a pitchfork. "Go to hell! A witch who only seduces men! Look here." ! Your souls will be cursed by God!" Even a child grabbing the apron around the woman's waist was shouting.

"They can also steal children! These old witches!" Someone shouted.As soon as these words came out, the woman immediately hugged her child, fearing that there was still a living witch who could snatch him away.But the fear did not last long, because all the people surrounding the fire felt an inexplicable physical fear.From the corner of their eyes, they caught a glimpse of a tall figure in golden armor slowly walking through the crowd.It was a man whose whole body was glowing with light. The incense and warm light enveloped him, and anyone could see his holiness.

"This must be a messenger from God!" someone shouted, "Our piety has been proven!"

The villagers held their trophies in front of the giant one after another, even if they were just bloody stumps.

Then the messenger of God began to kill.