Marvel Book of Magical Events

"They are very quiet, my lord." Hammurabi always relayed the situation of the Zen room to the emperor. He had been standing outside the Zen room and turned his head to smell it. Now that he was the only one here, Master Hamil had a premonition of his upcoming work and had already gone to various temples to discuss with many mystics. As one of the most noble rooms of Kama Taj, it is naturally located on the highest hillside. All apprentices and ordinary mystics cannot approach it easily. Under normal circumstances, it is kept absolutely quiet here to avoid any noise from disturbing the sleeping old guys.

The Imperial Guard raised his head and looked at the sky that was not polluted by industrial waste gas. Here he could easily see the bright points of light of the Milky Way across the night sky. Ever since he was reformed, the Emperor had told him of his goals and the mission of the Praetorian Guards, and that the truly grand mission was to go to those places that radiated light. "I smell a burning smell, like the smell of burning human bodies." Hammurabi was familiar with this smell. He often smelled this smell when burning the corpses of certain dark wizards. "Do you want to put out the fire? "

"No need. I am about to enter the confidentiality level 4 area, and the radio call will be interrupted." The emperor replied calmly, "Do a good job of handing over the highest authority of temporary security, and take my key."

"Roger, Dhaulagiri anti-missile systems are ready," Hammurabi said. "They are operating around the clock."

In order to gather prisoners from the Yugoslav Federal Court, Latovinia carried out special operations and directly attacked The Hague Prison. In view of the psychological model of saving others by oneself, the emperor never believed that Kama Taj in the Himalayas could be absolutely safe even if tens of thousands of spells protected the land.

If you just look at it from the outside, no one would think that those old guys from the mystic family are still alive. Their skin is gray and dry, their muscles are severely atrophied, and their eyeballs are dry. Even if you get close, it is difficult to hear the slow heartbeat that only sounds once every few seconds. Master Hamil is close to a hundred years old, and these old guys are over three hundred years old. Time is merciless to them. As mystics who are not that talented but have extremely high seniority, their talents are not powerful enough to change themselves to become true immortals, nor do they have the ability to use real elixirs to transform themselves, so they can only rely on here. He obtained drugs such as "Seraph Serum" to survive.

The emperor's communication with them was completed entirely through the release of thoughts, because the bodies of those mystics could no longer undertake tasks such as talking and arguing that were completely instinctive for ordinary people. However, this is not a fast way of communication. After all, there is a huge difference between the power of those old guys and the power of the emperor. The emperor released his essence without hesitation. Some mystics who had the audacity to directly contact him with their consciousness even burned the dry eyeballs in the aging body, and hot liquid gold flowed out from the charred and carbonized black eye sockets. The already atrophied brain was burned into a ball of coke, and all the limbs were dehydrated and shrunk.

The emperor did what he promised Master Hamil, and there was no bloodshed.

"Damn it." Lara Croft carefully blocked the lit windproof match with her palm and lit the candlesticks embedded on the bookshelf one by one as quickly as possible. The solidified cold candle tears were full of dust, and even she was not sure whether these candles could be lit. When the originally dark corridor was filled with warm light, Lara Croft let out a long sigh of relief as she put down her glow stick. The human race has developed the habit of loving light over thousands of years. Her subconscious believes that these lights can drive away monsters and monsters in the cold air, just like a bonfire can scare away wild beasts, and a burning signal stick can scare fog monsters and giant robots. The flamethrower can even kill that monster that can't even deal with bullets.

Fire is the source of all human security and civilization, even experienced archaeologists are no exception.

Now she was able to relax and slowly search for the file she wanted.

She wanted to get more than just the files on the hunt for wizards in the tenth century, something that could reveal the mysteries of history to her. That document and her adventures have proved that the history known to the public is often rough, edited, and covered up, and many of the dust hidden in the corners of the revival and decline of dynasty families have never been known. As an organization that has lasted for tens of millions of years and has footprints all over the world, Kamal Taj's faithfully recorded continuity archives are the best witnesses of history and are highly credible as historical research materials. This library was the place where she had dreamed of hiding treasures. She felt that coming here was like a child following the dotted line on the parchment to the place where the X was drawn, digging, and actually digging out the treasure.

She wanted to find information about Kit City.

The files here were all sorted by year, and she thought the bookcase from the ninth century AD shouldn't be too far away. There are still many unsolved mysteries about the city of Kit, about the eternal prophet Jacob, and about the divine source. Laura Crawford believes that if Kamathaj possesses a record of a case of hunting witches in the tenth century AD, then major events such as the dynastic change of the Eastern Roman Empire should also have detailed records, and at that time Jacob and his followers established The crosses used by the sects have appeared in many places, and there have also been mystical creations such as [Holy Source]. It is impossible for such an eye-catching organization not to attract the attention of Kama Taj - her guess is not No, she just walked past a few bookcases and found "Research on the Orthodox Sects of Late Byzantium" and "Evolution and Exploration of Alchemy in Europe and Arabia in the Ninth Century AD" on one of them. These two books were older than those she usually used for fitness. Dumbbells are still heavy. She intuitively determined that there must be some clues in these two books, but they were not the direct clues she wanted. That is, they were about Jacob leading the group of believers from Byzantium to Siberia, and then being killed and resurrected to perform miracles. story.

She couldn't even figure out what the golden angel was on the mural in the tomb of the prophet in Syria. You must know that all the disciples of the prophets were painted on the murals at that time, even the armed knights of the Holy Trinity. It is absolutely impossible to paint an "angel" that is far from the artistic style of the Orthodox Church and does not have a crown of light. , so she could only guess that the golden "angel" was a depiction of fact rather than imagination. The only person who can answer this question has long been tired of time, and the record of that incident has been continuously exaggerated by an overly superstitious religious halo. Now she can only find the answer on her own.

Lara Croft was here for more than three minutes.

"Would you like some hot tea?" Some crazy women were sitting in sleeping bags, holding high the stainless steel cups in their hands. The muzzle of the gun, which was exuding gunpowder smoke, was lowered. His other hand reached into the stainless steel cup and drank the boiling tea in one gulp. "I'm worried about her," she said. "She's been there for half an hour and I'm worried she's possessed by something."

"I will bring her back," said the Emperor. "Thank you for the tea."

"You're welcome, this is just made from Lipton tea bags." The woman yawned and curled up into the sleeping bag again. "I want to sleep first. Don't worry, I'm fine. You are the only good person here. I am very grateful to you."

"You can't bribe me with sweet words. You still can't eat more snacks than the limit, and you have to brush your teeth every day." The emperor said with a smile, "When you wake up, you will find yourself watching TV in the room."

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