Marvel Book of Magical Events

You're late.

Hearing the words of the commander of the guards, Apalisha could only shrug. Every knight's power armor is spattered with blood, and many of the blood that slipped into the gaps between the armor plates has not even solidified. According to standard procedures, biochemical protection cleaning should now be carried out to avoid the entry of radiation dust and medical microorganisms. Important facilities, but now no one has the time or equipment to carry out such work. There were more than 5,000 cultists, and the special operations team only had less than 30 people. It was highly efficient to be able to clear them all without landing in a thirty-minute massacre. What's more, there is a requirement to save ammunition, and those cultists are not without weapons. Even the genetically modified warriors will feel tired.

As if aware of the gaze of the Praetorian Guards, the Knight Commander and Lord of the First Army pointed at the priestess being escorted by two battle sisters. The leader of the cultists, possesses psychic abilities, and the danger level is crimson. Apalixia said, Just because of this thing, I was scratched several times by big claws.

Aparisha's tone seemed to be recalling the joy of swinging the battle ax to her heart's content.

Constantine could feel the surging blood and adrenaline in his veins, could feel Aparisha's muscles tightening and relaxing, as well as the crazy slaughter and wanton anger. Although he did not see that scene with his own eyes, Constantine made up his mind to carefully study the battle videos of the genetically modified warriors after the war. After all, the emperor's helpless move to reduce costs would inevitably cause certain flaws. Maya Hansen's genetic experiment The company will definitely be happy to improve its products and technology.

We will hand her over to the regent in front of the portal. The regent promised me that the sisterhood will preside over the trial ceremony of this heretic in the Eternal City. We will make her fully repent and cleanse her of all sins. The guards looked at each other. They could probably guess what confession Tita was talking about, which was nothing more than painful torture and fanatical rituals. They believe that the Emperor maintained the existence of the Sisterhood monastery as a social experiment and to provide education and care for the small number of human female pups rescued from war-torn areas. After completing the most important task, all the androids, including Tita, felt much more relaxed. She said in a brisk tone, Let's go, the regent is waiting for us in front of the portal.

Hammurabi took a closer look at the woman's restraints.

The anti-psionic electric shock collar, consciousness restraint device, etc. all functioned normally. After confirming that the female psyker could not break free from the restraint device on her own, the guard commander nodded in agreement. When preparing supplies before the Battle of Attilan, there were many psychic restraint devices on the list. These devices were all taken from the warehouses of the Adeptus Praetorian Order and were generally used to capture disobedient magical spirits on Earth. Those who are capable. Unless the Emperor confirms it, the Adeptus Adeptus will never ignore any security measures, not to mention that they are going to a gap in the material universe, where the power of psykers will be greatly enhanced. If Regent Victor von Doom hadn't told everyone that he was waiting for them here, Constantine would never have agreed to let such a dangerous person near the portal.

The commander of the guards stared at Catherine suspiciously.

Compared to the priestess, all the Praetorian Guards, including Constantine, always had doubts about Catherine. Even though they believed in the emperor and could not disobey any of the emperor's orders, Catherine's abnormal behavior made them suspicious. Catherine did not step on the deck. She opened her steel wings. The stopped-working steel wings had cooled down, and the smell of hot metal and fuel had dissipated. However, the black steel combat boots floated a few centimeters above the ground, and the radiance she exuded was still so intense.

They went down the spiral staircase.

Perhaps because of their hometown complex, the Attilan Inhumans set the gravity to be the same as the Earth, but the gravity measured by the power armor is gradually weakening, and the oxygen content is becoming thinner. Although this place is close to the fusion reactor, the railings next to the spiral staircase that are too slender for genetically modified warriors are still covered with frost. This anomaly attracted the attention of everyone present. Psychic, we are approaching. I heard some sounds that can arouse emotions, but the battlefield audio capture device did not capture the sound waves. The genetically modified warrior Zygris stretched out an arm holding a heavy bolter machine gun. He pointed to his helmet and then to Catherine. Being close to her can block that sound. At least close to the light projection range.

It's hard for me to fight against this filth now. The further down I go, the denser the filth becomes. Catherine, who had not spoken for a long time, finally spoke, The power here is too powerful. I am just a limited container and cannot carry too much of Him. force to fight against.”

I heard it too, it was just noise. Don't listen, don't think about it. There is no point in speculating on the purpose of this kind of witchcraft. Thinking about witchcraft is falling into the trap of witchcraft. Hannibal said calmly. , As artificial humans, you are the containers through which our Lord instills spiritual energy. There is no need to deify this behavior.

Guided by a reconnaissance drone, this special operations team did not encounter many enemies during the half-hour journey. If you have to count the mutants who were embedded in the wall and lingering, the mutants who had gone completely crazy and lost the ability to move, and made the floor dirty, this special operations team was so fast that they couldn't even empty a magazine. They found that someone had carved a spell on the walls here. Even though it was just meaningless graffiti hidden under a mass of filth, the guards with relevant knowledge were keenly aware of these details.

When generations of mutants are born, grow, age, and die here, their spirits will change subtly. This change further alienated their bodies and minds, until they possessed extreme mutations and filthy beliefs that even the mutants on the bottom deck did not possess. If these spells were inscribed before Attilan Star Castle was moved to the moon, it means that the cult power of Attilan Star Castle has already spread throughout the Star Castle.

Catherine herself is the main means of destruction.

When she passes by, the radiance will burn their flesh and blood. After the energy of the chaotic non-material universe fades away, the physiological structures that should not appear in the material universe will quickly collapse and disintegrate. If it weren't for Constantine's constant urging, Catherine would probably stop, with compassion on her noble face, and bring relief to these mutants. They are all victims of portals. The excessive ether energy released by the portal completely disrupted the reality here and the minds of these mutants who already lived miserable lives. These mutants went completely crazy. Their bodies merged with the malicious ether, and their flesh and blood bodies that exceeded the limits of human genetic mutation turned into a mass of amorphous things. Even if they don't realize it, their souls are still suffering.

These victims were originally humans. They should have stood with the emperor, but they fell here because of their tragic fate. As a servant of the emperor, she should have been obliged to free them and let them die as humans, but she now had a more important task to complete. She would pray to the emperor for these miserable people, praying that when the mission was completed, it would bring them relief.

I'm glad you brought her.

Regent Victor von Doom stood on the vast deck, his dark green cloak rustling as the torrent of energy blew from the portal. He was not wearing a helmet, and his gray-white forehead hair hung down from his forehead. He stared coldly at the psychic spells that were constantly rotating, deforming, and exploding in the portal - the portal was an irregular oval crack, dirty deep purple. Energy continuously surges out from it and then dissipates. With just a quick glance, the blood-curdling howl can be directly transmitted into the mind. Even if you close your eyes, the unformed twisted claws, tentacles and bone plates in the portal will be deeply felt. The mark is engraved under the eyelids, twisting together with the dizzy pink blue and pink flashes into a sickening ball of light - every geometric deformation of that spell beyond the three-dimensional space will trigger an energy explosion behind the portal. Although they couldn't understand the fierce devil's words, others could also feel the anger.

I temporarily blocked this portal with a spell. Regent Victor von Doom held the staff given by the emperor, and pure fire burned on the wings of the golden eagle. Even those without psychic talent can still feel the power of this flame. Because of the firelight on this deck, the dirty scenes that the special operations team had seen before did not appear. This won't last long. I need the secrets in her mind. We have to close the portal completely. There can be no weak spots in this star fort.

Lord Regent, you promised us...

Victor von Doom looked at the priestess who woke up from the pain. Perhaps the priestess Philiel vaguely understood the regent's meaning, or perhaps the existence behind the curtain showed her her destiny. The priestess Philelle opened her shattered mandible, revealing a bloody mandible. A smile, a muffled laugh from a bleeding mouth.

The gods promised me... that I will reach the Kingdom of God. She opened her eyes that were sticky with blood and caught a glimpse of the huge portal in the distance. She had a feeling that the portal was closely connected to her body and soul. Every breath she took made the edge of the portal move slowly, like overlapping ripples on the surface of a pond. It's just that these ripples release frightening energy and glare, and looking straight at it for too long may even burn her eyes, but she still opened her eyes wide, even though there was an unbearable itching slowly extending behind her eyes, like Thousands of tiny tentacles were drilling into her eyeballs.

Catherine, you know your mission.

Victor von Doom ignored Priestess Fielle's laughter. He stopped Tita with his eyes, because the latter tried to kill the priestess Fei Lier directly here. The sisterhood commander understood what the cultist meant. The reason why the regent wanted the priestess Feliel to arrive here is to completely close the portal. It is very likely that the priestess Feliel will be sent behind the teleportation gate to comply with the destiny revelation given to her by the evil god.

Catherine nodded seriously when she heard the regent's words.

The emperor had already informed her of her mission.

We need to seal from both sides of the portal. The cult priest itself is the portal and also the key. Catherine said, We need a key. Attilan Star Castle will be a war fortress belonging to mankind in the future. He hopes Eliminate this weak point in the physical universe.

Yes. We need keys, but not all of them. Regent Victor von Doom looked at Priestess Fei Lier calmly, and then looked at the somewhat impatient chief commander of the Sisters. Tita, you can get what you want.

What are you going to do?

Regent Victor von Doom stretched out his hand and placed it in front of Priestess Ferrell, whose face was filled with emotions such as pain, anger, and longing. Then two flesh and blood objects fell into his palm. They were two slightly hard and bloodshot spheres, with countless small fleshy tentacles extending from behind the spheres. As soon as they came into contact with Victor's palm, these tiny crimson tentacles eagerly tried to find the weak spot in the armor and penetrated into it. At this time, Tita looked up and discovered that the priestess Fei Lier was originally inlaid with two eyeballs. The location was now empty, and a large number of small crimson tentacles that seemed to be nerve plexuses opened her dry eyelids and explored the air outside the eyeballs.

This is the key to the soul. Regent Victor von Doom tore off an eyeball that was trying to escape his hand from the armor. Her soul is both a door and a key. We must use her soul. Go close this door.