"Where are you now?" Salomon was sitting on the sofa, drinking hot black tea, and asked Dinah, who was talking to him through the tablet. This is his usual style, especially now that it is already three o'clock in the afternoon. Regardless of whether there are classes or not, this time is tea time at Merton College. He just changed the place to drink tea.
He brought the cup to his nose, trying to cover up Darcy's sour vomit smell with the rich aroma of tea. Salomon opened the portal when no one was watching and sent Darcy back. However, as soon as Darcy returned to the apartment and was not a good drinker, she fell asleep on the sofa and woke up once. Spewing vomit without any scruples.
If he hadn't summoned the invisible servant to clean the room, Jane Foster would have really punched and kicked Darcy when she came back. There is also a bottle of potion on the table in front of him that can clean up excess alcohol in the body. The toxicity of this potion is acceptable for ordinary humans, and it can be completely metabolized within an hour.
It's just that he doesn't plan to give Darcy the potion now, because he doesn't want others to know the information he is receiving.
"Tita has found the nuclear warhead." Dinah's report was very calm, without any worry about the sisterhood. The reason why she had such information was because Salomon gave them an order to have zero casualties on our side. As long as it is the order of the Creator, the sisters will abide by it unconditionally. The thought hidden deep in her heart was because she believed that Salomon's order was the truth. As long as he said that the Sisters would have zero casualties, then reality would happen like this.
"Cristina is blocking and supporting the US military, and Ola's support team is ready to dispatch." Dinah reported the situation on the battlefield at this time. She reported all the data on the command terminal to Salomon in detail, including members of each sisterhood. The remaining energy and ammunition of the energy backpack, as well as the location of each combat member, are provided for Salomon to make on-the-spot adjustments.
Of course, he was not stupid enough to tell people on the battlefield, so he ignored the power he had.
"Also, there is one more thing." After a lengthy report, Dinah told Salomon the news without even raising her eyes. "A steel armor similar to Tony Stark's appeared on the scene. It is initially speculated that the user is Colonel Rhodes, AKA War Machine." She said in a plain tone, as if she was commenting on an ant, "Now that the battlefield EMP has been dropped, this person is already under the control of the Sisterhood."
"As long as he is not disabled, everything else is fine. This person will still be useful in the future. In addition, authorize the use of the scroll." Salomon put down the teacup, waved his finger and opened the window. It was raining lightly outside the window, and London at tea time was shrouded in a melancholy gray veil. The humid and rainy air crept into the window sill little by little. When he waved his finger, the air in the room was blown out of the window along with the cheap curtains, and the air in the living room became much fresher.
Salomon didn't have a good solution for Colonel Rhodes. At this point in time, as a product of the cooperation between the military and the Stark Group, this person can still play a good role in defending the world, and as an experienced soldier, he is also a rare talent.
Try not to let him die, but there's nothing you can do if you accidentally die.
Each team leader has a scroll box and a potion bag, which contain the evocation spells copied by Salomon that can be used on the battlefield and the alchemical potions they prepare themselves. Although they are both structural bodies, but unlike the golems created by Kabala, each artificial person has extremely high intelligence and has the ability to use scrolls - so they were taught how to use scrolls by Salomon, and the artificial people who accepted the teaching Then this knowledge will be given to other sisters. And because the scrolls copied by Salomon are very targeted, coupled with the innate alchemical talents of artificial people, they can use magic on the battlefield.
"Drink the three-ring [Bulletproof Shield] potion!" In the last order before the charge, Christina gave the order to all members, and she herself drank another bottle of special potion. When the soldiers in the base were still trying to use communication devices to communicate and shouting orders to each other, the deafening roar overwhelmed all human shouts. They only felt the ground beneath their feet shaking slightly, and their eardrums were filled with the coming pressure.
Amid such inexplicable fear, a four-meter-long crimson giant roared and rushed over. Christina deliberately stepped over Colonel Rhodes who was lying on the ground and could not move, and rushed straight towards the soldiers hiding behind the armored vehicle. Her claws left deep scratches on the armored vehicle, and the bullets could only hit her scales. Leaving behind a fleeting spark, the soldiers who ran out of the bunker were beaten to pieces with bolt guns by the Sisters who followed behind.
Surprisingly, the dragon didn't tear apart the armored vehicle or pounce on the soldiers who shot her in the eye. When she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, it seemed that all the air around her had been sucked out, but before the soldiers could react, blazing flames poured in from the windows of the armored vehicle.
The strong smell of sulfur exploded in the air along with the high temperature, and the armored vehicle's fuel tank also exploded in the raging fire. The crimson dragon roared into the sky and pounced on the next target. Christina wants to destroy all heavy vehicles, including the tank that was paralyzed by EMP.
[Dragon Form] potion, due to the scarcity of potion materials, can only be equipped by a small number of people. Salomon specially asked all team leaders to bring potions for use in critical battlefield breakthroughs. However, Christina is also one of the more fanatical artificial humans. She firmly believes that only the blood of the enemy on the battlefield can reflect the glory of the Lord.
Coke would also work, and she believed her master would happily accept such a sacrifice.
The Sisterhood members who followed used bolt guns to destroy the tires and fire output windows of the vehicles. Sometimes they also captured several armored vehicles painted in desert colors to build fortifications. At the same time, they installed remote-controlled bombs on all vehicles to prevent the enemy from recapturing the vehicles.
Immediately afterwards, they would turn the battle into brutal close-quarters combat. The close-range combat with bolters and vibranium swords was extremely bloody. No intact body was left behind wherever the sisters passed by. The blood dried by the flames and the newly shed blood accumulated repeatedly on the concrete floor, forming a thick layer of dark red, almost black, and slippery lichen.
"For the glory of my Lord!" Christina, who returned to her human form, swung her sword and cut the soldiers in front of her into two pieces along with their rifles. She didn't care at all about the blood splattered on her armor and robes, and the crimson tinted lenses made her look like a demon.
"Destroy all the enemies here!" She raised her bolter, stepped on the thick blood dripping from her body, and shot the enemies hiding behind the bunker. "Everyone, cover Ms. Tina's team to transport the nuclear bomb! Clear the landing site for the support team!" She ordered in the team communication, "Except for the Iron Man. Don't let him get up. If he resists, cut off his limbs. "
"Copy that, Ms. Christina!"
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"Why am I here?" Darcy rolled under the sofa just as she wanted to stretch. She blinked helplessly, showing an expression of extreme pain. "Didn't I go to the Royal Opera House with you?" Darcy clicked her tongue, "What did I drink?"
"Potion." Salomon pointed to the empty potion bottle and a cup of hot tea on the table. According to Dinah's report, all members of the sisterhood have been loaded onto the aircraft and are flying towards the Eternal City of Rome. Along with them are scientific researchers responsible for maintaining nuclear warheads.
"Have a drink, Jane will be back soon." Salomon said with a smile, "I'm going to pick up my girlfriend too."
