Marvel Book of Magical Events

Wanda Maximoff smelled the faint metallic smell released by the electrostatic oxygen supply device in the air.

She also smelled the aroma of wine. When her teacher bought her a penthouse apartment, he specially arranged for engineers to build a climate-controlled wine cellar, because wine tasting is also an elective course - whether she plans to stay with him after leaving prison or follow the Avengers to seize Prestige and wealth, these lessons can help her wash away the poor knowledge of an Eastern European country girl. However, Wanda Maximov made slow progress in this course, which made her think that she was not suitable for joining the upper class, but she was very familiar with the smell of this wine because it was a wine that the emperor drank. She was deeply impressed by the fact that the wine was not as delicious as the Romanée-Conti and other wines that the emperor drank most, and the style was incompatible with the entire wine cellar.

That's a rosin wine from Greece.

She came to a conclusion after combining the clues from the clothing accessories and armor details on the woman's body. In fact, the smell of wine does not exist. This is just a concept that she extracted from another dimension after she penetrated her consciousness into the etheric sea, observing the aura emanating from the woman. It was like standing on the earth and receiving a A specific photon from the sun is a completely random prediction method that relies on intuition on the level of the physical universe.

"You are Athena, he mentioned you to me." Wanda Maximoff looked around. Everything in the cabin was motionless, only she and Athena could move. But she had no intention of standing up, and the crimson lightning sizzling between her fingers showed no sign of abating. "You stopped time here? What do you want to do?"

"I didn't stop time here. Everything here is a scene constructed using your memory, including him. From the outside world, you just blinked once in your seat, that's all." Athena Caressing the shield ornament on the emperor's armor. Wanda Maximoff blinked hard to confirm that the scene in front of her would not disappear automatically. She now only hoped that the emperor or others could detect her abnormality and save her - even though she knew this might be slim, but she Still hoping so - she wouldn't think it was a good thing for Athena to come here. If this matter can be said openly, why not tell the emperor directly but communicate with her?

"He always carries my blessing with him. He is my champion, girl, and a champion for this planet."

"what do you want to do?"

Wanda Maximoff repeated, but Athena's eyes easily exposed her weakness. Being able to silently pierce her mental defense system and remotely project complex thoughts far beyond telepathy into the mind of a specific person shows that Athena's power far exceeds hers. Even so, she did not give up the etheric energy that was ready to go, because the emperor told her to never give up fighting. Seeing her like this, Athena smiled - just as she was about to say something, the emperor, who was sitting on the commanding seat, suddenly opened his eyes, then held Athena's arm, his armor-wrapped fingers deeply Press it into Athena's arm muscles - the whole world seems to become alive, all microscopic particles are pushed by invisible forces, and time begins to move along the direction of the macroscopic physical level. This scene surprised even the goddess of wisdom Athena, and the expression on Wanda Maximoff's face also showed that this matter had nothing to do with her at all.

"You shouldn't try to manipulate her," he said in a calm tone. "You can only do that if I give you permission."

"I will not apologize," Athena took a deep breath. "You heard her prayer and responded. You should accept your identity and admit that you are the same as me."

"I'm more than that." He released the hand that grabbed Athena. "Don't try something I don't allow. This is your last warning. No matter what the relationship between us is, standing against me will become an enemy. .”

Wanda Maximoff jumped up from her seat and tried to take a breath, but the seat belt pushed her back, tightly constricting her shoulders, chest and abdomen. She hiccupped, then coughed until she felt like she was going to cough her lungs out. "Hiss... cough." The feeling of coughing gradually subsided, and she made some unladylike sounds, trying to make her throat and ribs feel better, "I'm very sorry, teacher. I didn't know..."

The emperor opened his eyes and glanced at her, then continued to close his eyes to cultivate himself.

Wanda Maximoff finally asked the question. She thought she might never know whether the dream was true or false. This was not a good time to disturb the emperor. In order to complete this operation, she was assigned many magical items. These magic items can provide her with a lot of help, and each one is priceless - including but not limited to a glass bottle filled with countless stars that can put a creature in and out at any time; a pair of white gloves that can be used The enemy's blood restores one's own injuries; a snake bone staff with a psychic witchcraft module (appearing as a gemstone) can release phosphorus-like witchcraft fire within a specified time; an amulet carved into a golden eagle can Resist psionic energy that attacks her directly.

She knew she should take the time to learn how to use these things instead of dozing off in her seat.

"I didn't expect you guys to be here."

"We didn't expect you to be here, Victor von Doom, you should be on the moon at this moment. Are you here to steal the collection in the wine cellar?" Bayonetta sat on the emperor's chair in the office On the table, two long legs were propped up on the desk, the trigger guard of the pistol hung on his finger, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed downward precariously. "Where are Constantine and his army of genetically modified warriors? He only brought mortal soldiers with him. This is not his proper attitude towards war."

"He has a strong self-destructive tendency in this matter, as I'm sure you can appreciate." Regent Victor von Doom poured himself a glass of wine. "Well, Romanée-Conti? All in all, his reason will keep him away from destruction, but emotions... To be precise, the emotions he gives himself, the emotions he thinks he should have, will give him a small amount of self-destructive tendencies. He can restrain it. , but the sense of atonement will make him do some irrational things. He is very important to us and any risk should be ruled out."

"The Praetorian Guards are with him," Joan said. "They are bodyguards."

"Yes, but the Guards cannot disobey any of his orders. This is the logic of action written in the underlying code of genes."

"Did you participate in the design of the Praetorian Guards?" Bayonetta asked, but received a negative answer. "Well, only he can do such an unreasonable thing." She shrugged, "I thought you would interfere with the design and manufacture of the Guards, at least to prevent him from losing control."

"That's not out of control. He will calculate the risk reasonably." Victor von Doom shook the red wine and checked the color of the edge of the wine under the light of the candle. "But from the regent's point of view, I will not allow him to take any risks, not even the size of a needle's eye."

"Maybe you should make him a dinner?" Bayonetta said mockingly, "You may encounter bird droppings falling from the sky while walking on the street. Why don't you order all the birds to jump on the ground?"

"Thank you very much for your advice." Victor von Doom said, "We cannot rule out that enemy biochemical weapons troops spread diseases by infecting migratory birds. Such examples have appeared more than once. We are also conducting biological research by the US military in Albania. I have found plans for this. If necessary, I will let all the birds in this world walk on land."

"It seems that all the mystics of Karma Taj lack the etiquette course." Bayonetta snorted, "I will not stop him from doing anything. You can't change anything by coming here. Now it seems that you are right I know far more about this mission than I do." She tapped the document on the table with her finger. "This document only mentions the retirement plan of the Supreme Mage. I am sure that this mission has something to do with the Supreme Mage's retirement plan. Connection. What else do you know, Victor von Doom?"

Regent Victor von Doom hesitated.

"He made a promise to the Supreme Mage. No matter what, the Supreme Master will return to the Sea of ​​Souls without being disturbed. Now there is some external force that interferes with this process, so he must do something unimaginable by the existence behind the curtain to ensure that The Supreme Mage remains undisturbed in the sea of ​​souls, pursuing eternity.”

"What's the price he's going to pay."

"There is no price. He just needs to overcome the psychological barrier." Victor von Doom paused. "He has already done it. What I am concerned about is the aftermath of the incident. Let him return to Oxfordshire or the South I will deal with the Yugoslav Federation, the Eternal City, and Mars for a while. Let him be happy for a while, Ragnarok is approaching, and he will not have much time to enjoy the things that a human being should have."

The air flow kicked up by the assault transport ship's engine blew away the snow on the hillside, and the hard permafrost soil softened in the heat of the reverse thrust engine. The assault transport craft lowered its landing gear but did not land completely. The aircraft hovered in mid-air, with the lower edge of the body remaining less than one meter above the ground. As the working agreement on the magnetic clamp was lifted, the armored personnel carrier carried in the cargo bay of the assault transport craft hit the softened frozen soil and gray-black rocks. The combat sisters who jumped out of the cabin from the open side hatch immediately surrounded the assault craft. The transport boats formed a defensive formation.

Until the aircraft retracted its landing gear and began to take off, they covered each other and entered the armored personnel carrier one by one. The sound of ammunition belts being loaded into the cannon turret was heard endlessly, and the clicking sound of the automatic loader automatically loading also came from the body of the vehicle. . Similar scenes occurred one after another. Extremely strict training and military discipline allowed the battle sisters and mortal soldiers to complete the landing and deployment work within seconds. Many of the teams completed the task faster than previous training records.

Amon turned his head and looked down through the display screen at the deployment of the Battle Sisters and the First Secret Regiment.

On his right was the golden assault transport on which the emperor was aboard. The Praetorian Amphitryon was responsible for piloting this gunship of the Praetorian Order to serve as a wingman and electronic warfare aircraft. When the snow powder blown up by the airflow from the snow peaks floated towards the gunship, a shield that was difficult to see with the naked eye flashed past, melting the ice and snow into hydrogen atoms and oxygen atoms.

"All air defense systems cannot be turned on, and the other side will regard it as a natural phenomenon."

"It just so happens that the energy burst on the moon can be explained." Amon put his fingers on the pistol holster on his waist. As a heat ray weapon, this secondary weapon can meet the requirements of "stasis, portability and firepower density" and can destroy both armored and organic targets. "Order transport planes to airdrop firepower fortresses and heavy artillery to the marked points outside Kama Taj's headquarters. Order the Alpha Team, Beta Team, Gamma Team and Sisters of the First Secret Regiment to prepare for a breakthrough and wait for the emperor's arrival at the assembly point."

"First Secret Group, please reply when you receive it."

"Sisters Abbey, please reply when you receive it..."