Marvel Magic Event Book

Chapter 943 The Purpose of the Staff (Part [-])
"Constantine, help me get a divination report from the planetary defense system of the New York Temple today, a report from the time when the battle is about to take place. 12-inch parchment, the one stamped by Master Daniel Durham. Sorry dear, I want to see the local news in Los Angeles, first let me see with my own eyes if the locals saw anything. Wanda, you continue to say, Stephanie has called the congressman in Los Angeles, the police will not arrest you or evil Spirit Knight. But just to be on the safe side, a local law firm hired by Immortal City is coming to serve you. No matter what questions the police ask you, just insist on waiting for the lawyer, and I don’t want to see you arrested.” Salomon covered the microphone with his hand, "Contact the agent in charge of monitoring Wanda and ask him to file a report as well. Hell, I didn't notify me after this happened."

"Please don't blame Victoria Hand, my lord, not everyone can work 24 hours a day like us." The Imperial Guard suddenly interrupted the communication channel, "Too strict on your rule It's no good. It's my job as an advisor to remind you, isn't it? Ms. Wanda Maximoff, please keep calm, the Immortal City will not let anything happen to you."

There was silence on the communication channel for a while.

Salomon had to admit from the bottom of his heart that he had done something wrong, and he ignored the gap between himself and ordinary people.It is not admirable to demand others by his own standards, not to mention that Victoria Hand is still in charge of many tasks today, so it would be unfair to be too harsh. "Okay, find a chance to give Agent Hand a day off." He muttered, "But not today, purging yourself is not an excuse to affect the speed of intelligence transmission. Put the details on tomorrow's to-do list, no exception."

He tried to let himself lean on the soft pillow of the sofa to ease his spine. When he watched the Skrull purge this morning, the only thing he could lean on was a big rock.He was now thinking about what would be a good gift for Agent Victoria Hand.

"Okay, Wanda, keep talking, don't waste time."

"Whoa! Mr. Reyes!" The scorching air rushed in, and Wanda had to raise her arms to cover her eyes so as not to look directly at the flames.She felt her skin drying out, oily, as if in the midsummer sun, her pores opening and sweating profusely.There was still a bit of flame sticking to the skin of her palm, but there was an invisible film between the flame and the skin to separate it, so the only injury Wanda suffered was a little burn, just like touching the skin. It blistered like the hood of a car that had been in the sun for a day.

Although it was very painful, it did not affect her continuing to cast spells to protect herself.

Just as Kama Taj asked the mystic to stay focused on casting spells while enduring pain in close combat, the same is what Salomon asked of Wanda.When the Maximovs were still in the castle prison, he repeatedly poked Wanda's skin with a thin needle until she could recite spells without pain.This kind of test was later upgraded to a spiritual whip for the caster to spur the slave to work, but it was the teaching version. Compared with the original version, it was like the difference between cutting flesh and blood and stroking feathers.

Compared with the sudden pain that directly stimulates the brain, this burn is nothing at all.

"I need you to calm down, Robbie Reyes!" Wanda took a deep breath of the hot air, and she felt that she could smell the smell of the concrete floor after being exposed to the sun.She took a few steps back, lowered her hands, squinted her eyes and looked at the skeleton walking out of the sea of ​​flames, "I don't want to hurt you. Stop, stand there, I don't want to repeat it!"

"Chaos..." The ghost knight, whose body was burning with flames, pressed forward step by step.Wanda had no choice but to stretch out her hand, and a staff about her height appeared out of nowhere, and she held it tightly in her hand.The staff topped with the skull of a silver-plated python encircled in a thick steel ring surrounded by metal spikes arranged in a criss-cross pattern, she had used this staff during the angelic raids on New York and since then This staff made by Salomon belongs to her.This is an out-and-out dual-purpose weapon, which can be used for both spellcasting and melee combat. The result of being hit by the spiked ring is no less than being hit by a warhammer.

The densely wound red non-slip ropes on the staff broke the blisters on her hands, blood seeped into the handle, and the smell of dried paint and the pain stimulated her desire to fight at the same time.

Along with the rustling sound of paper rubbing, Salomon interrupted this description.

"We know the result, Wanda, we want to know how you sent Ghost Rider to the ICU. What the hell, did other forces intervene? Why can't I see the local news reports in Los Angeles. Contact the intelligence department , I want to know which force is involved in this matter."

"Wow! Almost every bone is broken. Skull blunt trauma, puncture trauma. No organic damage to the brain, probably because Ghost Rider didn't have a brain at that time. Robbie Reyes can count on this to survive It's gone." Joan of Arc pointed to a line of words on the medical report and said, her expression was more exciting than when she was watching a TV series. "It seems that Wanda's attack was quite ruthless. She must have smashed the staff on the Ghost Rider's head. Theresa, this is what we taught her, and she learned it very quickly."

Bayunita took the medical report with a look of relief, as if Wanda was her apprentice.

"I pinned Robbie Reyes under the house until he ran out of strength and returned to human form." Wanda's high boots touched each other, and the pale lights in the hospital corridor made her eyes dry . "The cops didn't show up until after I got him to the hospital. We called for almost 10 minutes and the cops never showed up. This is a ghetto, sir, the cops don't come to this place at night. They also dealt with three shootings tonight There is no time to deal with this matter."

"I don't think it's that simple. She must have smashed the staff on the Ghost Rider's head until he couldn't recover." Joan was still sparing no effort to complain, "Although I appreciate this approach, magic Also important. Hey, use more magic, Wanda, you're a witch!"

Indeed, Wanda didn't even know where she got so much strength.At that time, she closed her eyes and opened her mouth to scream and smashed indiscriminately, not knowing what she hit.

Salomon immediately relaxed after repeatedly confirming that the battle had no impact on the spirit world or the news.He threw away the parchment and printer paper, and retreated back into his seat, as if he was still watching a TV series.Bayonetta quietly loosened the straps of her silk pajamas with an unobtrusive movement, and leaned in silently.

She was sure it was bedroom time next.

"Speaking as if you didn't bother the police, the battle set fire to six houses, blew up at least three ignition canisters and four cars, and caused no less than five explosions. You should be glad no one lived There, otherwise it would not only be the Ghost Rider who was held accountable, but also you. Now we can join the police and claim that it was a gas pipeline explosion."

"Master, I have one last question. What is Chaos? Why does Ghost Rider keep saying this word?" Wanda asked, "I'm pretty sure he was trying to kill me, Robbie Reyes was completely out of control it."

"You will know later, my good apprentice. Hurry up and perform the task now, you don't have time to think about other issues, I have to get that contract." Salomon glanced at Bayonetta and Joan of Arc, and signaled They don't talk, "This new Ghost Rider is too weak, so he shouldn't cause too much trouble. I suggest you visit Gabe Reyes at Reyes' house first, and then Robbie Reyes It will help you to take him to the hospital before you wake up. Move, girl, I can't take care of you forever, you have to learn to make up your own mind."

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)