Marvel Book of Magical Events

Just when Merlin was thinking about how to play tricks on his heir Dave, the Venerable had already heard Salomon's report.

His Holiness could not blame Salomon for using Wanda Maximov to test his own nature. The stigmata are both a gift and a curse. Weissandi kept secret about the nature of the stigmata, and it is understandable that Salomon used other means to insinuate. What's more, Salomon's behavior was just right and never caused any trouble. This is what His Holiness is most at ease about. Although his superficial behavior is full of absurd sense of humor and out-of-the-ordinary ideas, his inner character is stable enough and he never lacks a backup plan, which is why His Holiness allowed him to let go of the experiment.

His Holiness didn't tell Salomon what Merlin did last night, nor did he tell him that Wanda's dream last night was almost led to Sithorn's En-Galai dimension. After all, the final result was good, the power of the stigmata spontaneously expelled Sithorne, and the time when Wanda fell into the clutches of the devil was delayed a bit. I'll tell Merlin. The Venerable said, The question is, what do you want to do with the Mother Earth?

I need Mother Earth to help me analyze the knowledge about life, my lord. Salomon said. If the general spell scroll is compared to a magic compression package, then the knowledge that Yog-Sothoth has brought is an uncompressed file, and it is not arranged in order, and even the text is messy and garbled. If Salomon can sort out all the knowledge from Yog-Sothos and the black goat of the forest, he can complete the biology laboratory project by himself-it's not that he can't analyze the knowledge, but the speed is too slow, and he is in a hurry.

Human beings have limits, and even he needs help from the outside world. So far, Salomon has suffered too much spiritual pollution from Yog-Sothoth. His subconscious mind is suffering all the time. With the interference of the stigmata, no one is sure whether he will go crazy in the next second.

The Venerable looked at the firm will in Salomon's eyes and nodded.

Salomon can still go on, because this is his mission and all he needs is a little help. The Venerable was very satisfied, but at the same time very sad. It was undoubtedly unfair to him to entrust such a terrible task to Salomon, but Salomon never complained, allowing endless spiritual pollution to destroy his will. The black humor he usually shows is just a way to vent, allowing him to communicate with others in a normal and gentle manner. Nick Fury is the unlucky guy who bears his poisonous tongue.

Now that SHIELD is disbanded, Salomon will subconsciously look for Nick Fury. He knows that Nick Fury is indispensable to him, and only Nick Fury can withstand his unscrupulous poisonous tongue attacks, and can withstand his unlimited slapstick and rolling. Even the witch can't do this-this is probably a man's friendship (one-sided). Even if Nick Fury often draws his gun and shoots at Salomon in anger, it can't cover up the similar smell between Salomon and Nick Fury.

I will tell Merlin, son, said the Venerable, but are you sure you want to do it?

Yes, teacher, this is my plan. He said confidently, You should know that I will not let any loophole go, I always have a backup plan.

Just be happy, I'm going to die anyway, you can play however you want. The venerable said, By the way, Frigga asked you to go to Finland with the witch for lunch. Remember to attend the appointment, the bear steak made by Frigga tastes really good.

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Something strange has happened to Dave lately.

He first met a strange old man in school, and Dave had a keen sense of magic in him. But out of the idea of ​​not wanting to cause trouble, Dave went around far away and hid the ring on his finger. Even so, the elegantly dressed old man still found him, no matter how Dave detoured, he could always meet the old man. Just when Dave was impatiently about to turn his head and walk over to talk to him, he found himself unconscious - when he regained consciousness again, he found himself in a noisy nightclub, wearing an expensive suit and combing his hair neatly. The nerd appearance of the physics department in the past no longer exists, replaced by the elite style of the rich.

What was even more terrible was that Dave found himself holding a glass of brandy, and several brightly dressed women sat in the same booth with him, and one of them even stuck to him. Dave was petrified, his eyes widened, and he didn't dare to move. He saw the girl open her mouth to say something, but her voice was drowned out by the loud music. Dave patted his clothes hastily. He found that his wallet was missing, as was his mobile phone. Thinking about it, the clothes on his body were changed, so naturally the things would not be on his body.

He decided that the old man must be responsible for the reason why he became like this, but before he could think about why the old man did this, panic overwhelmed him.

What did you say? Dave yelled, frowning.

Why are you silent? The girl also raised her voice, You have been in a daze for a long time!

I... He racked his brains, thinking about how to get out. He definitely couldn't afford the drink, even if he became the heir of the Merlin school, Balthazar didn't leave him anything. And he is just a doctoral student and has no stable source of income for the time being. But fortunately, Becky never disliked these things. He felt that he couldn't do anything to be sorry for his girlfriend.

The girls were a little puzzled, why did the man who was so eloquent and charming suddenly become stuttering?

I... Dave swallowed hard. He felt his mouth dry, so he quickly picked up the cup and took a sip, but he was choked by the strong alcohol and coughed again and again. After a while, he gently pushed away the arm of the woman who patted his back, and then put his hands on his knees neatly, the embarrassment in his chest almost tore him apart. I...I'm sorry. He looked like he would jump up from the sofa at any moment, as if he had a lot of pins under his buttocks, My wallet and phone...

He was blushing like hell, but the girls thought it was from the cough.

It's okay. The woman closest to me said with a smile, You look young, understandable.

No, no, I'm on the way... Forget it. Dave knew in his heart that he must have encountered a magical prank. Only a few powerful magicians could break the protective spell Balthazar cast on him. He felt his face almost burning. Suddenly, he had a strange feeling. Following this feeling, he saw a white-haired old man in a suit through the crowd. The old man was wearing a plaid scarf, but the others ignored his strange attire and gathered around him to chat with him.

A taste of magic!

Sorry, I saw an acquaintance. Dave realized that he had said something stupid after opening his mouth. I promise to come back. He said quickly, I just went to make a phone call and ask my friend to help.

Dave did have this plan, and he still remembered Salomon's cell phone number.

Now thinking about it, only Salomon could save him, but before that, he had to figure out who that old guy was.

Ask for a ticket!