Djinn starting from Marvel

As the number of participants increases, Ding Hao's satisfaction with Frank, who is wandering around this universe, also increases.

Although Frank did not take the initiative to do or guide many things, this small theater was actually much more interesting than Ding Hao originally expected.

In fact, Frank has been on a detour. Special energy is not difficult to find on this planet. Even if it is limited to dragon bone fossils, there are special solutions.

For example, S.H.I.E.L.D. has stood on the opposite side of the Hand for so long, and Nick Fury also holds part of the dragon bone in his hand. Although the number is not large, it is enough for Frank to change his profession.

Moreover, there are more and stronger special energies within SHIELD that can be accessed, and the Cosmic Cube is now in the hands of SHIELD.

However, good things come with misfortune, and misfortunes come with blessings. If Frank really does this, what he will get in the end will be the same as the evaluation of the side task, which is just a boring reward.

It's different now. If Frank can still complete the task, he will get more rewards.

Because what he did was so interesting, just like, now, Ding Hao didn't expect that because of Frank's actions, some people on this planet would actually start to call on the power of the djinn through rituals.

This ritual is full of errors, and the performer is only making a specious attempt, but you must know that this summoning path has never appeared on this planet, this is the first time.

Hell's Kitchen, in a luxurious building, is surrounded by the protection of Kingpin's men and Hand ninjas.

Because here now lives one of New York's most famous archaeologists, Thomas Johnson.

"Teacher, teacher, it's time. Are you awake? Can I come in?" The students kept asking outside the door.

They were invited by a collectibles company under Kingpin, and they seemed to be looking for something. Of course, only the teacher knew what it was.

"Come in." Johnson's voice was a little hoarse, like an all-nighter who had stayed up for several days.

The student opened the door and as soon as he walked in, he found that he had kicked something with his foot.

Looking down, I saw all kinds of strange crafts on the ground.

Eh~ The student sighed. His teacher's professional standards were frighteningly high, but now he only has the title of professor in a second-rate school. This is because of these things on the ground.

In addition to being an archaeologist, the teacher also claims to be a mystician, and is full of curiosity about all mysterious things in the world.

Believing in God and pursuing mysteries is nothing. The problem is that the teacher does not believe in the sect with the largest number of believers and their gods, and even said similar things in semi-public places.

According to Johnson, if so many people are pursuing and praying every day, there should be some feedback if it is really useful, so it is better to study something niche and something that no one has seen.

"Go and tell them that today's exploration will be postponed for three hours. I have something to deal with." Johnson was drawing something on the ground with graphite and brass powder in his hand as he spoke.

"Teacher, isn't this inappropriate?" the student asked standing at the door.

At this time, it is best not to wander around. If you mess up things, you will be scolded. Although the students feel that it is messy enough here.

"Is there anything inappropriate? I've overfulfilled my workload in the past few days." Johnson's eyes lit up as he said, "Yes, I've overfulfilled my workload. Just tell them directly that I'm going to have a rest today and ask them to do what I did over the past few days." Find the result given by God first.”

"Teacher..." The student still wanted to persuade him. After all, those people outside are not good people.

"Okay! Get out quickly and don't disturb me!" Johnson said impatiently.

After the students left, Johnson picked up the camel crafts that the students kicked away and looked at his masterpiece, feeling very satisfied.

Johnson's own material desires were very low and he was not very short of money, so when Kingpin lured him over, he did not use money, but a necklace that Sanders carried with him.

The news of the vegetative banquet was well kept secret among ordinary people, but it was widely known among the upper class.

After Johnson checked with several of his friends and determined that the incident was true, he immediately came over with his equipment.

Last night, when he was about to go to bed, Johnson suddenly had an inspiration and took out all the things he had collected that he thought had mysterious powers.

According to the holes drilled in Hell's Kitchen and the position of the vegetative people at the vegetative banquet, this thing that can barely be regarded as a ritual was set up.

Taking a deep breath, Johnson leaned the camel against the door. The spirit summoning ceremony was now basically completed.

Ding Hao was floating in the room, watching Johnson's actions curiously.

This man is considered a genius. If placed in many other worlds, he would probably have become a master of divination and prophecy. Of course, he might have died on the first try.

This simple ritual points to at least fourteen demon gods, and it can be said that there is no part to protect the ritual performer. If this ritual goes through, the first person to die will be Johnson himself.

But this will not happen, because half of the fourteen demon gods are dead, and the rest are scared by Gu Yi.

It senses that the holding point is the earth, and it is too late to run away, so there will be no response.

Except for Ding Hao, who was a fun-loving person, he still found Johnson's actions quite interesting, so he decided that if this person was not Ye Gong, who was fond of dragons, he could help him a little bit.

Johnson went over the ritual again, one by one, with his own notes composed of selected passages from countless occult books.

Immediately afterwards, Johnson stood in the center of the ceremony, reached into his small bag, and took out two small white bags.

There is one bag of refined salt and one bag of sea salt.

Johnson held his breath and drew two circles with two kinds of salt around him. This was what he thought of, the part of the ceremony that could protect him.

After doing this, Johnson put his hand on the book and began to recite a prayer and call in ancient Latin.

OK, this ritual will definitely not succeed, Ding Hao can be sure.

The ancient Latin accent in Johnson's mouth is too strong, and the prayers in it are directed to the Valkyrie Legion of Asgard, and the symbols on the ground are directed to various demon gods. In most cases, both sides are hostile.

If the summoning is successful, I don't know what kind of thing can be summoned.

A few minutes passed without any changes in the room. Johnson opened his eyes and let out a long sigh.

Write your own steps and results in the notes, and make some notes.

Ding Hao above smiled slightly, eh~ At this time, it is time for him to appear.