Marvel Magic Event Book

"Sorry, it's you! I didn't pay attention!" The boy laughed sheepishly.

Bayonetta did not let her guard down, however, and continued to block the path leading behind Rosa, preventing anyone from approaching her mother. "I'm still guiding you as before! It seems that someone sent you back 500 years ago." Just when the boy wanted to continue talking, Bayonetta fired again.However, the bullet was blocked by the boy.He didn't seem surprised by Bayonetta's attack, but instead showed a "sure enough" expression. "It seems you have discovered the truth. They didn't call you Zuoyan for no reason, right?"

"Let me guess your relationship with that little thing..." Bayonetta took a few steps with a relaxed expression, "I didn't expect that your taste in clothes would be so bad when you grow up, Prophet."

"You are really smart." The prophet looked around to make sure he didn't see the person he didn't want to see.He laughed, his tone as soft as dead leaves falling on a quiet stream. "But it doesn't matter even if you recognize me, the witch and the sage are still alive. Two hateful ants, I must get rid of them as soon as possible. I want their things, and I want my things back, which is the world Eye." Bayonetta did not show the appropriate surprise.Thanks to Salomon's learned memories and Kamal Taj's collection of books, as well as the clues provided by the fragments of the boy's memories, she and Salomon had almost inferred the facts. She already knew what the prophet said. .But she still felt that this guy with extremely poor clothing in the future was now wearing the same face as that boy. This scene was still a bit weird.

"My other half ran away to the future, and I can't give him the Eye of the World. That's why I want to kill you, sweetheart!"

"Is that all? Try harder and I won't feel anything."

Bayonetta sneered and slowly dodged several translucent ghost arms extended by the prophet's spell, as well as the azure crystals that fell like raindrops.She fired while retreating, steering the battlefield away from Rosa.The witch's strategy worked. It seemed that the prophet was quite interested in Bayonetta's taunts. After determining that the distance was enough for her to use her fists and kicks, the witch with the left eye of darkness immediately stopped.She pulled out two long knives named [Asura] and rushed forward. In the blink of an eye, the distance between the two sides shortened to within the range of the weapons, which could only accommodate half the length of the cold weapon.

"When a girl tells you to work harder," the witch swung two long knives at an incredible speed. The magic blade struck the same one repeatedly, and cut off a ghost arm with difficulty.Before the prophet could react, Madam Butterfly's fist summoned by [Shadow Weaving] hit him like a war hammer falling from the sky.Bayonetta turned and kicked back, adding weight to the terrible blow, and managed to knock the prophet off the cliff. "That means you're not very good at it, little one."

"This is not enough, my dear." The fallen prophet floated abnormally, and the ghost arm behind him suddenly stretched out, pierced the rock on the cliff, and forcibly broke the rock on which Bayonetta was standing from the cliff. Then it still goes up into the sky, like a rocket rising from the ground.Bayonetta and the ten-meter-long giant rock penetrated the clouds in a very short time.When the acceleration of the rise slowly disappeared, the giant rock began to fall uncontrollably. The thick atmosphere rubbed against the rock. The air was compressed by the terrible force and quickly heated up and became red-hot, like a meteorite flying from outside the atmosphere. It burned.

"A man who stalks you will not be liked." Bayonetta cast a spell and stood firmly on the rock wrapped in hot air.Without hesitation, she attacked the prophet floating above the rock.This battle is more dangerous than the previous one. Not only does the witch have to avoid the increasingly larger ghost arms within an area of ​​more than ten square meters, but she also has to avoid high-temperature air and small, hot rocks that are constantly peeling off.

The prophet believed that he could complete at least half of the goals this time and get at least one Eye of the World.

Salomon continued to follow the footsteps of the Supreme Mage. Along the way, he encountered attacks from angels more than once.

The Supreme Mage of this era seemed to want to check Salomon's swordsmanship, so he allowed Salomon to kill with his sword.But in order to prevent the commotion here from affecting the reality that is happening, and to prevent the angels from discovering that there is a hard nut to crack here and coming to attack him, the Lord will still use the mirror dimension to shield him from the eyes of other angels and prevent other angels from seeing him. Potential enemies see whatever happens here.

"You shouldn't have blocked that sword with your arm armor." After an unknown number of battles, the Supreme Mage said in a reproachful tone, "Even Uru metal and vibranium alloy are not indestructible. You will throw them away sooner or later. Your arms."

"At least they only left scratches on the armor, didn't they?" Salomon gasped.

It was indeed a bit troublesome to fight against an angel several meters tall without turning on the stigmata, but it was only a little troublesome. He took a breath and recovered.He knew that His Holiness did not want to see him use his arm armor to resist the several-meter-long golden giant sword of his superior Cherubim [Brave], but what he pursued was maximum damage. The violent fighting method of exchanging injuries for injuries not only had a psychological effect on Suppress the enemy and achieve tactical goals in the shortest possible time.When the battle was about to end, the cherubim even felt fear from a psychological level, causing it to be unable to even lift the sword. Finally, Salomon nailed it to the moss-covered rock wall with the giant sword. ——The Cherubim was not completely dead at that time, and the real soul was the face on the giant sword.However, Salomon smashed the marble and ceramics on his face with his fists, peeling off the bloody muscles and tendons, and allowed the angels to wail loudly in pain. This scene even made those intermediate angels feel fear, and they tried to escape from the mirror dimension.

"Then all I can criticize is your fighting style." The venerable shook his head, "This is so unlike a knight."

"Teacher, fighting is not an art, but a pragmatic philosophy." Salomon said with a smile. He raised his head and looked at the sky illuminated by fire and the meteorites falling from the sky. "Knights are just a class. I will not restrict myself because of the culture extended by a class. In order to win, I don't mind using any means. This is the truth you taught me, isn't it?"

"Perhaps I will agree with you in the future, but now...well, I agree, anyway, this is the same thing we do." The Venerable laughed after thinking about it.You can guess with your toes who Salomon learned it from. If His Holiness wanted to blame, he could only blame himself. "This is just a beautiful vision in education, just like a parent teaching his children not to lie, but he can't do it himself. Now that you have come this far, there is no need to insist on such hypocritical statements." Although the Supreme Mage is educating They are a bit poor in this aspect, but other sages can be honest and will not hide anything that their disciples need to know. They will not even mention things that their disciples do not need to know. They will not deliberately cause trouble between Loki and Thor like Odin. A sense of competition between you.

"We are coming soon. You will see the end of the witch clan and the impact you have brought." The venerable said, "After this, I still need to leave the earth to deal with some problems. Just as you guessed , because of this turmoil, those extradimensional creatures will not be peaceful. Now the main forces of Kama Taj are deployed to the temple and the Pain and Redemption Islands in the Split Domain. But I still want to test you, you guessed it, return Is it the way of your own time?"