Today, as usual, a bunch of paparazzi and fans gathered on the street next to the Stark Corporation, trying to take photos of Tony Stark flying back to Stark Tower in the Iron Suit. Steve Rogers also went to a street cafe for a drink and some sandwiches after his morning run. Ever since Salomon said something to him, he had started his learning career. No matter what Nick Fury said, he wanted to see what the world was like now.
It was an ordinary day. Kama Taj was still empty. Except for the apprentices who were training and the deacons guarding the temple, almost everyone had been sent out. In East Africa, Canada, Eastern Europe and New Mexico, everyone is busy. The apprentices can see the exhausted mystic returning to the headquarters every day and sleeping soundly - except for Salomon, who, according to his age, is still Apprentices cannot serve in the temple. It was for this reason that he had time to explore the mysteries of magic on his own. I mean, making your own golems and mechanical maids - that stuff is far from complete, the processor made of gems still needs deep learning, the original flesh golem was even ugly, and now Salomon The whole day was spent polishing the face of the mechanical maid.
"I don't want to comment on your personal hobbies, my dear disciple." The Supreme Mage looked helpless and tried to get Salomon to stop what he was doing. As a spellcaster who has lived for more than a thousand years, the Supreme Mage thought he was well-informed, but he did not expect that he would overturn the situation with Salomon. When she saw those design drawings, she was shocked by her disciple's ideas. "Perhaps you should now..." His Holiness sighed, "I remember that Britain has sex education. I should let you go to primary school so that you can know that girls cannot take out guns from under their skirts."
"But the witch can, I've seen it."
"You know the principles of the witch's magic, but I didn't see it in the design drawings."
"What does it matter? The agencies have plenty of storage space."
"I suggest you go to the elemental plane to capture a spirit, which will leave you with a lot of time." The Supreme Mage said, "You can get along well with the witch in the remaining time. You will be sixteen soon. In the past, you At this age, you are an adult and can hold weapons and fight. Of course, the premise is that you want to have a child. When will you and Bayonetta have one?"
Salomon did not expect the Supreme Mage to use traditional arts. He blushed and hesitated. This kind of thing was undoubtedly too early for him. Bayonetta tried to push him down several times, but he was always worried that his height could not match that of the witch, so he practiced the skill of pressing the gun with one hand to perfection.
But before he could find an excuse, a temple deacon hurried in. As soon as the deacon said the words "Cosmic Cube", the Supreme Mage stood up from behind the table. The Venerable pulled him out of the room and stood on the training ground. She clapped her hands, and Pegasus, who was walking around the training ground to lose weight, trotted over, his horseshoes clinking on the stone slabs. When Pegasus came closer, the stupid horse licked Salomon's face with his tongue in a flattering manner - under Athena's order, it had eaten a lot less.
"Take the sword, put on the protection, remember to feed the horse, it's time for you to appear." The venerable said, "You have escaped this time, but don't think that I will end this topic."
"What?"
"It's time for you to announce the existence of Camelot to the world, child." As soon as the venerable master pushed his disciple, Salomon felt that he had fallen onto something soft. This was his chamber, where the Sword of Victory and the shield Aegis were kept, and he wrapped them in red silk.
"Be prepared." His Majesty's voice still lingered in Salomon's ears, "This is your first time to experience war."
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The scratches on Nick Fury's face have not yet healed, and he has been tortured by Salomon's curse. In a short period of time, he didn't want to see that little bastard again. Although those curses were not terrible, they were enough to make him uncomfortable for a whole day. Now that he thought about it, he always felt that his skin was extremely itchy. However, he didn't have time to care about this. It stands to reason that he should be working at the Tri-Wing Headquarters or the Helicarrier now. The Phase 2 plan involved most of his energy. Coupled with what the Mystic Mage had done, he was even more worried. The backlog should be cleared.
But he didn't do this. As soon as he stepped off the helicopter that landed in the New Mexico desert, he was greeted by Agent Philip Coulson, and another agent, Maria Hill, followed closely behind and got off the helicopter. As a supervisor sent to S.H.I.E.L.D. by the World Security Council, she has the right and obligation to know most of the secrets.
This is Tianma base. Agent Maria Hill knows what plan is going on here. The Phase 2 plan is also a plan approved by the World Security Council. Endless energy is of great significance to the future of mankind, and the Cosmic Cube opens up the endless world. A key to energy. Before the success of this plan, the clean energy of the Osborne Group only existed on paper, and the clean energy business of the Stark Group was temporarily unshakable. In this plan, the Rockefeller Group also participated. Although not directly involved, Marathon Leah Hill can guess the thoughts of these chaebols with her toes - they just want to hit the Stark Group's energy business.
But no matter what the plutocrats think, endless energy is of great benefit to mankind. The only difference is who holds the energy. No matter how powerful those plutocrats are, the World Security Council will not let this thing be controlled by the plutocrats. This is not allowed - otherwise Nick Fury would not propose this project.
But the project is now running into trouble.
Agent Hill only felt that the alarm from the loudspeaker filled her ears, so much so that if she did not get close to Nick Fury and Agent Coulson, she would not be able to hear what they were saying. The roar of the helicopter engine made things worse, the sound waves hitting the eardrums mercilessly, like a rumbling drum.
"Attention all, the evacuation order has been confirmed. This is not a drill."
Not a drill, certainly not a drill, this base had never experienced a drill. Agent Hill was certain that this was the first time such a broadcast had been sounded. She noticed this from the faces of the panicked scientific researchers passing by.
Why? Why were drills never conducted at such an important base? Where did the money go? Maria Hill was keenly aware of this, but now was not the time to ask this question, because she had already felt the slight tremor of the earth under her feet.
She only hopes that Nick Fury can solve this matter before the US government holds him accountable. She already has a lot of work to do, and she really doesn't want any more.
She followed Nick Fury and Coulson as they looked at the entrance to the base. Amidst the huge broadcast and the slight but dull vibration, they couldn't help but speed up their pace. This facility can withstand an eight-magnitude earthquake. Agent Hill only hopes that this old base can really meet the specifications in the documents. Otherwise, she will be buried dozens of meters deep underground and interact with insects that may pass by here. companion.
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Salomon had already put on his robes. He tied the scabbard of his sword with a belt and carried it behind his back. But what he did next was not to go to the battlefield immediately, but to put on the hanging ring, open the portal, and go to the witch's apartment to pick them up - in New York now, only the temple is a safe place, and the Supreme Mage has already All mystics were summoned and ordered to guard the temple.
"I know you can do it, and the next attack will be a piece of cake for you." Salomon took a deep breath, and he tried to persuade the witches to accept his suggestion, "But magic is not suitable for appearing here. In front of ordinary people.”
"Then why does the Supreme Mage want you to fight?" Joan of Arc raised her eyebrows and said rather dissatisfiedly.
"If I only use the sword, who will know that I am a spell caster?" Salomon waved his hand, looking a little anxious, "Please."
"Are you only allowed to wield the sword but not us to shoot? I can guarantee that the Supreme Mage never said that." Bayonetta pushed up her glasses and said with a smile, "Boya, it seems you forgot Who can fight best in this family?"
"Of course it's you, my dear." The Mystic Mage sighed. He had something to do and couldn't waste time here. So he made a compromise proposal: protect Athena's orphanage. The witches accepted the offer. After Salomon sent them to the orphanage, he immediately opened another portal and went to the top floor of Stark Tower.
Tony Stark is not here. He may have received some news and has already gone to the Helicarrier. And Salomon didn't come here to stop Loki, otherwise he wouldn't be here now, he came too early. His purpose was to recover the construct skeleton placed in Stark's workshop. After making this thing, he had no spare materials and gems on him, and he was already a veritable poor man.
"Hello, Mr. Salomon Damonette." Jarvis's voice came from the speaker, "Do you need me to inform Mr. Stark of your arrival?"
"No, Jarvis. Take me to the workshop. I want to take my things with me. Now is not the time to continue making."
"Mr. Damonette, the artificial intelligence and materials you created are very magical. She can perform high-intensity fuzzy operations. I want to know where her CPU is. I would like to get in touch with her in depth."
"Her? Why did you assume a gender?"
"Yes, she." Jarvis said, "She already has an ignorant consciousness, like a newborn baby. As for the gender issue, I think this is your design."
"Okay, Jarvis, stop talking nonsense. My maid is not a prostitute like you." Salomon clapped his hands and said, "Take me there. The purpose of my coming here is to protect her."
