Marvel Book of Magical Events

Chapter 1622 Kama Taj Euclid Space

As soon as the praetorian Amphitryon stepped through the gate, he was sure that he had fallen into a trap.

The psychic alarm flashed wildly, turning the holographic projection tactical display screen red. He blinked, turning off the sudden alarm.

The soldiers and battle sisters of the First Secret Regiment who followed him in tactical formation disappeared. The ancient wooden door inlaid with countless copper nails opened in front of him. The wide square was covered with frost and snow, and the snowflakes were in the forbidden area. The gold armor of Guardsman Amphitryon melted. Before passing the long stairs to a higher place, a man in black robes was waiting for him. The man's fingers were shining with the brilliance of brass and flames, and psychic rune tattoos extended upward from his wrists like spirals. Until the neck, and finally bite the carotid artery.

The praetorian guard Amphitryon took a step forward, and the figure disappeared immediately. The climbing stairs that were close at hand turned outwards with one of the points as the center of the circle. The material thrown by the sun turned into an aurora at high altitude and then fell downwards. , falling to the very top of the climbing ladder. This staircase rotates and unfolds with vectors that cannot be determined by the geometry of the Hilbert space of the material universe. It is far beyond the problem-solving scope of calculus. There are no handrails or railings on both sides of the staircase. Every step you take is to escape from the lightless abyss and climb up. Climb to terrifying heights.

The figure in black robes is here, the fire of ether burning fiercely in his body, and the aurora shining behind him. Amphitryon stepped into the spacious courtyard and stepped onto the snow-white white marble road. The slippery white frost was shattered by the weight of him and the power armor. The man in black robe at the end of the stairs disappeared from his sight again. Guardsman Amphitryon glanced at the time on the tactical display. He remembered that the time he walked into this courtyard should be twelve seconds later, an hour ago, and one year and fifteen days ago. Twenty hours and seven seconds later. He obtained information through the holographic tactical display. He could see the energy reserves of the power armor, the number of rounds in the bolter, the external temperature, humidity levels and atmospheric composition, and the planet's orbital cycle and day and night. perimeter.

He saw that the sky above his head was darkening at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the Milky Way danced in a crazy manner, showing him stars that were born, collapsed, and exploded due to gravity for hundreds of millions of years, and countless super civilizations expanded, destroyed, and were finally destroyed. Forgotten, the weathered quicksand of ten thousand civilizational relics flows along the stairs. He saw the gods fighting among the galaxies, leaving bloody wounds on the ecliptic plane of the galaxy. Hot colored ion soup overflowed from the injured stars like blood that could never be solidified. The dust in the nebulae shimmered like convulsions. Ganglion. The praetorian Amphitryon heard the voice from the sky, as if he could understand the eternal mysteries of the Milky Way as long as he could understand the voice from the stars, but he dismissed it and just kept climbing, not knowing How long have you been climbing?

External time has been completely disrupted, but he has infinite patience.

"It's just entropy."

He looked at the black-robed mystic at the top of the endless stairs, and calmly opened the bolt gun of the Guard Spear. He felt that some inhuman intelligence, like the inorganic eyes of a reptile, was watching him from the sky. This feeling is like standing on the ice in early spring, because the water flow stirred up by the giant slowly swimming under the ice creates stress cracks in the ice, making an inaudible sound, and then passing through the bones of the feet. Conducts sound to the eardrum.

"You can't influence me. I can go forever, how long can you hold on?"

The aurora shone on the ruby ​​lenses.

Guardsman Amphitryon closed the gun and pressed the energy switch to ensure that there was actually a bolt ammunition in the chamber. Everything is changing, and he must make sure he and his weapons are trustworthy.

Then he moved, and the crushed white frost, civilized weathered dust and ancient white marble stairs exploded instantly as if they were detonated by explosives. The naked eyes of mortals could not capture his figure, and the conventional nervous system could not process his movement. action. The golden supernatural light flashed away, and he rushed to the black-robed mystic in the strong wind. He turned his waist and tightened his body, holding the garrison spear full of electricity in both hands and swinging it horizontally. The sharp blade cut through the air and also cut through the body of the black-robed mystic. Then the foam shattered into a piece of colorful light, and the high-speed rotating Milky Way in the dark sky gradually faded away.

Guardsman Amphitryon heard the sound of heartbeats and the sound of blood dripping in the snow. The time displayed in the tactical holographic projection eyepiece began to beat rapidly, and finally returned to a steadily advancing value. The current on the blade of the garrison's spear burned and evaporated the blood. An arm that retained residual warmth fell on the snow. The broken bones in the arm's cross-section were constantly flashing with orange-red etheric light. It seemed that the ether replaced the nerve currents and chemical transmitters, controlling the spinal cord and limbs to react after the brain reacted, but the mystic was obviously not doing a good enough job. She thought she could dodge Amphitryon's garrison spear, as could be seen in the radiant orbs of malice.

"Too bad you can't. You're citing outside, inhuman wisdom."

Amphitryon put the garrison spear back in front of him. As if he had the ability to read minds, he said to the man who was kneeling on the ground and bleeding. The snowflakes fell on his armor and melted, falling on the blade of the garrison spear and turning into steam. He pointed the garrison spear at the female mystic who was kneeling on the ground due to heavy blood loss, then pierced her skull with the sharp edge, and then split it lengthwise, ensuring that the body was completely incapacitated. After officially serving in the army, he had seen many manipulated corpses, including many corpses of psykers. He knew how dangerous the corpses of manipulated psykers could be.

Thank you for your help, Lord.

He thought silently in his heart.

"I can hear you, Ms. Tatiana."

He put away his weapon and opened the communication channel.

He could see Tatiana's code name flashing rapidly, and several unread messages were displayed next to her code name. After opening the communication channel, Tatyana's slightly panicked voice came from the earphones. She stepped into the fourth courtyard with Amphitryon, but the Praetorian Guards suddenly disappeared. The battle sisters, including her, and the soldiers of the First Secret Regiment all felt at a loss. After they subdued the mystics who were building psychic defenses in the courtyard, the praetorian Amphitryon was still missing. Amphitryon asked Tatiana and the other battle sisters if they saw a mystic in black robes on the climbing stairs built along the mountain, and he immediately received a negative answer.

"Calm down the soldiers and then continue to advance."

He took a few steps in the opposite direction, allowing the battle sisters and soldiers to see him. The body of the black-robed mystic was still lying on the same spot, with smelly internal organs leaking from the cut-open body sections. Although the Emperor has repeatedly stated that casualties should be avoided as much as possible, when a mystic mage blocks the team's advancement, the priority of such rules of engagement is not so high. He sent a signal through the chain of command. While waiting for the Battle Sisters and the soldiers of the First Secret Regiment, the transport planes flying at low altitude risked being shot down, manipulated, and confused by psychic powers, and dropped fire fortresses towards the four captured courtyards.

"Be careful, the next mystics may be high-level mystics who master the mirror space."

The atmosphere among the young mystic apprentices in the prisoner-of-war quarters was clouded.

There had never been gunshots in this quiet valley, let alone low-altitude planes. They even saw the chubby rabbits in the valley who had been accustomed to living in groups fleeing in panic along the path. Those armed soldiers wearing pitch-black armor stepped into the courtyard of eternal tranquility. Under the coat of arms expressing the first-generation Supreme Mage Agamotto, the huge and heavy tracks of the armored vehicles crushed the green plants and gardens, and the metal barrels exuded malice. If only these young apprentices could break free of their psychic restraints and plunge their minds into the ethereal sea. You will find that endless ether lightning is surging at the highest point of the mountain, and some kind of danger lurking in the air is approaching step by step.

Even if they could, they couldn't see anything now.

Because the same powerful psychic radiance briefly dispersed the dark clouds. The emperor had no reservations and unleashed his spiritual aura wantonly. The white and pure gold soul light diffracted on the surface of his armor, naturally causing static electricity in the air. Not all young mystic apprentices know Him, even if many of the arcana and theories they learn have been modified by Him. Even though their psychic powers are restrained, they still have intuition, and they can feel the familiar experience of the Emperor's own presence.

As if a star passed by, their souls were burned and they could not look directly at the king who walked through the city gate. For the young apprentices, this star has always been in the courtyard on the mountain top, radiating a strong spiritual light. Sometimes the psychic radiance disappears, but its presence is like the unchanging towering mountains in the etheric sea, which can be detected no matter what.

The emperor has no intention of restraining himself. He is declaring war on the Supreme Mage who lives on the top of the mountain. To be precise, it declared war on the being that manipulated and harmed the Supreme Mage, and it had sensed the emperor's will, and it accepted the challenge.

Billions of possibilities interact and influence each other in the void, each one worse than the last. The possibilities for destiny continue to grow, even more than there are stars in the Milky Way. The emperor sank his mind into the ether, scanning all possibilities without stopping. Wanda Maximoff blinked painfully. She felt that her connection to the sea of ​​soul was vague. In order to maintain the connection, she had to stay focused and sink her mind into the sea of ​​ether. This was a situation that had never happened since she gained the ability. She could only hold the snake bone staff and rely on the mental barrier the emperor taught her to build to ensure that she would not be hurt by getting too close to him.

"I'm sorry." When entering the first courtyard, the emperor suddenly said, "Because I couldn't control the Eye of Agamotto right away, I had to do this. If I can control the Eye of Agamotto, my Computing will be much faster."

"There is no need to apologize for this, teacher." Wanda took a deep breath and silently recited the incantation given to her by the emperor. Scarlet energy filled the snake head of the snake bone staff, and her spirit stabilized. "Let us help the Sorcerer Supreme as soon as possible."