Marvel Magic Event Book

Chapter 1001 Imperial Guard Training Camp (First Update)
Even though the red sand beneath his feet was identical, Hammurabi Badiya tasted bitterness in the air.

The line of dawn and dusk stumbled over his shoulders, and the huge sapphire inlaid on the edge of the shoulder armor reflected the last light of the planet, and then a violent storm covered the sky with sand and dust.The detection system of the power armor kept warning that there was high-intensity ionizing radiation unsuitable for human survival, and his brain immediately made an assessment of the oxygen content in the air.Even though the Praetorian Guard's body could resist this kind of radiation, he still immediately closed the breathing filter system in the helmet, and activated the oxygen internal circulation of the power armor to ensure that the blood oxygen content can cope with the ensuing battle.

As far as the eye can see, the towering stone pillars are crookedly buried under the red sand, and the ancient murals are now only left with colorful lines.Primitive weapons and high-tech weapons are placed together in a mess. The twisted totems that ordinary people cannot understand and the dry bones scattered around all tell the stories that have happened here.

Hammurabi Badiya removed his steel boots and carefully looked at the blurred lines on the slate under his feet, trying to rely on his own knowledge to judge whether this artistic style could correspond to the development of human history on Earth.He doesn't know the culture of this planet, he doesn't know why there was human civilization here, and he doesn't know why this civilization was destroyed.He needs to read the knowledge in the power armor database between battles to fill his brain, gain wisdom, and learn lessons.Because he's not on a mission to fight, he knows his trials aren't over yet, and he's been put here for a reason.

The iron oxide-filled red sand in the Arena of the Immortal City came from this planet, the result of the complete oxidation and death of all the creations of a former human civilization.All the actions of the monarch have a purpose, Hammurabi did not even realize the process of being cast, he humbly learned all the knowledge allowed to learn.In the database, this planet once occupied a large number of tribes that believed in extradimensional creatures. Now some of those dangerous tribes have been cleared by the commanders and monarchs. After becoming the training camp of the Imperial Guard, the rest Part of this is his mission with Supilulius Umas.

"Supilulliumas. Supiluliliumas, please answer." He tried to call his companions through the communication channel, but the electromagnetic interference rose and fell like a tide, and the mysterious electromagnetic storm plagued the communication.Supiluliumas is the new name of No. [-]. Hammurabi subconsciously thought that he should be very familiar with him, but chemical brainwashing and spiritual transformation made him completely forget the past-but he didn't care, he just I want to focus on my mission, that's all.The last communication attempt failed, and the tiny bone conduction earphones implanted under the skin still only had the noise of electrical current and the interference of electromagnetic radiation hitting the armor.Hammurabi turned off the communication, turned the long sword hanging on the magnetic belt behind him, and wrapped the crimson cloak tightly so that it would not get sand on it.He stuck his halberd into the sand for support, and walked towards the camp marked on the map.The fast-flying gravel knocked on the gorgeous golden armor and made a noise like a rainstorm. Hammurabi walked forward silently, alert to the cultists and wild beasts that might appear around him at any time.He believed that he could find Supiluliumas at the assembly point. This is just a training camp planet, a planet that has long since died, and any qualified Praetorian Guardsman can complete this training.

He embarked on his own journey.

Only by getting out of this place can it be regarded as the first step to truly assume the responsibility of protecting the monarch.

Salomon carefully estimated the return time of Hammurabi and Supilulius, and then wrote down the work arrangements belonging to the two on the Praetorian Guard's schedule.After participating in the alien trial with Constantine, he was still able to return to Earth within the scheduled time, not relying on the time spell placed in the training cabin of the Imperial Guard to accelerate the speed of cultivation, but the theory of relativity.That planet has a fixed portal of Kama Taj, and it exists on the list as one of the key monitoring objects. However, due to the exhaustion of manpower, Kama Taj cannot completely clean up the corruption of that planet.Now Salomon has taken over most of Karma Taj's resources, and that planet is also one of the assets.He believed that when the two guards returned, they would definitely be able to begin their mission.He didn't have any more time to waste on the training of the Praetorian Guards. Constantine was special, and the rest of the training of the other Praetorian Guards had to be done in practice.

He felt that the corner of his clothes was gently pulled a few times.

Salomon looked down and saw the girl standing next to his chair, one hand clutching his suit tightly.

It had been more than an hour since Constantine left, and the door of the study was opened again, and anyone who lived here could come in and out.Salomon saw that the girl had changed her clothes. The white long dress that belonged to the sisterhood had been replaced by a modern black dress, and her hair had changed from the tightly tied style to a more natural one.The Cheshire cat followed her, its big gray fluffy tail hanging down and wagging slowly, its short fur was so messed up that it looked as if it had been patted all over.The girl was still tugging at the corner of Salomon's clothes, and it took her a while to look up, and found that Salomon had noticed her—a silly smile appeared on her face, and she muttered vague words, trying her best Do your best to express yourself.Yet it was not until the mystic could touch her mind that she could convey the full meaning to him.After listening to the childish and pure thought, Salomon stretched out his hand and touched the girl's head, ignoring the Cheshire cat's "meow meow meow" complaining about how impolite this human cub was, and how disrespectful it was of such a respected status. cat.

They talked about each other, and no one bothered anyone.

"Okay, when mom calls us to eat, we must rush to the dining room."

Salomon twisted her up with one hand and hugged her in his arms, holding a book in the other hand, and followed the Cheshire Cat who asked to lead the way out of the study room. "Yi!" The girl let out a silly cheer again, and then she leaned on the shoulder of the mystic and said something that no one could understand.The Cheshire cat walked and complained, and demanded that he be compensated with a large belly of tuna later, otherwise he would never forgive the child for his rudeness, and would never allow the girl to touch him.

Salomon pretended not to hear.

If anyone touched its head, the Cheshire cat would purr loudly within seconds, then sprawl on the ground, and its threats never came to fruition.Even if Dinah didn't give it tuna belly, it usually secretly opened the refrigerator to eat a lot of delicious food.Dinah would find cat tooth marks on the fish in the kitchen every day, and the belly of the Cheshire cat was always bulging, and sometimes even the cat was caught with all the stolen goods because he ate too much and refused to give up the food in his mouth , Dinah was so angry that she wanted to hunt down the fish thief every day.

"Which mother are you talking about? The one with black hair or the one with white hair?" Salomon asked.

The girl waved her hands and began to gesture. Although she didn't understand herself, the mystic could still see the picture she imagined from her memory.Everything in the eyes of children is different from that of adults, so Salomon sees a picture with a child's filter-for example, the Cheshire cat is a ball of warm gray fur , Touch will make a variety of sounds.Bayonetta is a black tower that emits sound, Joan is a white tower, and Salomon himself is a ball of light.As long as you are familiar with this filter, you can easily tell what this girl is thinking.

"Oh? Did she say anything else?"

The girl nodded seriously.

　Ask for a ticket!Suddenly found out that it's my birthday, Gan!I just want to sleep now!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)