Marvel Book of Magical Events

The scales of the venomous snake reflected the vicious light under the scorching sun. The cold and dry scales rubbed against the big branch it was clinging to. Then more and more venomous snakes with dirty scales poked out from the shadows of the green leaves, using their seemingly inorganic expressions. The animal-like pure black snake eyes stared at the travelers taking shelter from the scorching sun under the tree. The appearance of these venomous snakes exceeds the evolutionary characteristics of creatures in the material universe. There are crowns of various scales growing on the heads of weird snakes. They spit out snake messages towards the dusty old travelers wearing khaki cloaks sitting under the trees, capturing the journey. the heat emitted. Not far from the big tree is the coastline, but the rolling and shining sea water under the scorching sun failed to bring the moisture-laden air to this piece of land. Only a few grasses grew sporadically on the dry and cracked land, which could feed the big tree. All that is left of the clear spring is a trickle that may be evaporated by the scorching sun at any time.

The traveler under the tree closed his eyes tightly, his old and thin face was covered with sweat mixed with dust, and his chapped fingers tightly held a strange-looking chess piece. It was a chess piece with gears carved on the top. The pure white polymer-restored ivory piece had been stained pink by sweat and blood from the fingertips.

Another traveler, clad in robes, walked toward the majestic tree on a path growing with grass and flowers. He wore a golden laurel crown on his head, and his snow-white robes were spotless. Compared with the previous traveler, he was in extremely good health. The poisonous snakes on the tree immediately stopped vibrating their scales. They stared at the latter traveler with malicious eyes, bared their fangs and tried to spray venom, making threatening hissing sounds. However, the travelers in white robes waved their hands towards the tree crown, and the large group of venomous snakes shrank back into the shadows between the leaves in fear, but they still stared at them with vicious eyes.

"I'm happy that my life can be an important parameter in the model."

The Supreme Mage said in a hoarse voice, with a forced smile on his thin face. When he saw the water bag handed out by the Emperor, the Supreme Mage could smell the unique scent of tanned animal leather from the leather water bag. Night chases travelers across this land, and the galaxies across the night sky move at high speed. The heat erupted from millions of years of time being compressed into a flash is extremely dazzling. The blurred morning and evening lines roughly divide the coastline, and they constantly try to move toward the sea. Everything here is a metaphor, whether it is a tree or a poisonous snake, it is a scene created by the mortal mind, coming from nothingness, the void and the sea.

This is the last breath of a participant before a war and a survivor after a war.

"Is this coming from you, or from Attilan?"

"Attilan, I have enough psykers to supply."

The emperor shook the water bag in his hand. The texture on the surface of this leather water bag was very similar to human skin. The Sorcerer Supreme noticed the simple decoration around his waist made of black swan feathers. This trinket represents the rise of the Emperor himself, a black swan event for this timeless dimension, a result and metaphor of the interaction between the Sea of ​​Destiny and the Emperor, as are those hyperspace spiritual entities, the ether Sea predators are like venomous snakes in the mortal mind and many cultural environments, or a collection of other dangerous creatures that the common spirit of mankind has encountered in thousands of years of evolution and expansion, with fangs, needles, and sharp teeth. Claws, countless eyes, misshapen limbs, disgusting scales.

"You cannot be overtaken by them, Your Majesty." The emperor pointed to the sea, "We still have a way to retreat, and we still have time."

"No, I'm tired."

The Venerable took the water bag and took a sip. The smell of leather filled his mouth, and the sweetness of blood was invigorating. The Supreme Mage's complexion also improved a lot, and his thin face quickly turned rosy. Although he is still thin, his mental state has improved a lot, and small wounds are constantly healing.

"I have persisted for more than a thousand years. I was just an ordinary person and could not bear this responsibility. Now I am tired, and I will end this responsibility with death." The Supreme Mage stretched out his hand and waved to the dry soil, In an instant, the cracked land became moist, grass and flowers grew densely, and the dry springs began to trickle, and then rain fell from the sky, nourishing the land. The brief rain made the world more fertile, but the shadows of night quickly approached from the other side of the horizon, swallowing up rocks, lawns, and flowers that bloomed at night, reducing everything to nothingness.

"I'm glad that you can find my hidden personality so quickly, my disciple, but my path has ended here, and the existence that truly manipulates me is still posing a threat to the material universe. Go and do what you should do Things, don't waste your strength here, these things are enough. I'm glad you can stay human, but now it's time for you to make a decision. I know you have been preparing for this day for many years, and my prophetic ability is equal to yours. The comparison is inferior, but this does not mean that I will not know that when you come to me to talk about retirement plans, you already know what is the best choice. From the moment you see my future, you know that you want to What did you do? I just want to know, when was that?"

"Ten years ago, there was a prophetic dream. After several years of speculation and investigation, it was determined that this prophetic dream was not affected by any force."

The Supreme Mage dropped the shriveled water bag. The moment it hit the ground, it turned into dust and fell into the ankle-length grass. Its owner no longer paid attention to the water bag. The container that carried the spiritual power of the Attilan people had lost its meaning. It is undeniable that the emperor had multiple plans for attacking Attilan Star Fortress, and these clear waters, which symbolize spiritual energy, are one of them. As the sun faded, the venomous snakes among the green leaves emerged from the shadows, cautiously lowering their bodies, trying to reach the travelers under the trees with their fangs. They are the most ferocious predators in the world.

The Supreme Mage pushed him towards the bright coastline. The Sorcerer Supreme raised his head and spoke in a voice only he could hear, as the monsoon swept from behind him, through him and across the sea.

"Let's go, it's time."

He ran forward without looking back, as if he could escape the unacceptable ending.

Broken lights of gold and silver flickered on the sea. He walked toward the sea, which gradually became turbulent. It gradually transitioned from light blue to dark blue, and even to pitch black water. Huge, indescribable shadows were in the lightless deep sea. Cruise slowly. The passive light from the sky could only reflect its huge figure exposed in the upper water body. The emperor could only see the dark shadow of this creature under the water across the entire field of view, even for the largest mammal on earth. Not even close to the size of this animal. It was an extraordinary huge thing. It was more of a natural phenomenon and landform than a living thing. This is also a metaphor. The terrifying predator has come to them, and the emperor can even feel the malice falling on him through the thick water.

He sat next to the low table again. There were a few lone chess pieces standing on the square black and white checkerboard. The Supreme Mage who was originally sitting on the other side of the low table had disappeared. The lights next to the low table gradually dimmed, and the monsters in the shadows were approaching step by step. The dim lights gathered from the chessboard, and the last brilliance faded from the gold chess pieces where the eagle hunted the poisonous snakes, leaving some traces in the darkness. Afterglow. He choked and sniffed, allowing the sadness to briefly overwhelm him, but quickly calmed down. Memories flowed in his eyes, as dazzling as the aurora, the smell of the storm hit his face, rain, dust and chess pieces scattered from his fingertips, thunder rang in his ears, dazzling lightning flashed in the darkness, tens of thousands The solidified lightning pierced the space, and the monsters in the shadow retreated and destroyed in panic. The strong psychic electrostatic reaction stung these unformed malicious aggregates. Those malicious entities that were too close would even be torn apart by the dazzling solidified lightning. broken.

The emperor held the holy sword burning with flames and light tightly, replacing the bright lamp as the only light source in this space.

"We have no way, we can't even maintain vital signs..."

"Kill the wizard!"

"Stand back, the genetic contamination of these mutants is serious."

"Surrender or die at the command of Karma Taj."

The moment she came into contact with the Eye of Agamotto, Wanda Maximoff heard many voices. The voices were human, that was the only thing she was sure of. She felt like she was immersed in lightless warm water, sinking toward the light source at the bottom. She opened her eyes curiously, swiped her arms in the direction of a sound, and then she saw a person with twisted limbs lying bloody on the bed, and the damaged exoskeleton assistive device was also bent due to violence. Broken or damaged. The whole picture was as blurry as a blurry crayon drawing, and she could just barely make out a man wearing a full-environment combat uniform and a snake and scepter armband on his arm, suturing blood vessels with bloody gloves. She stretched out her hand towards the body, and the psychic power from her was like a fine wisp of smoke, burrowing from the medic's fingertips into the wounded man's flesh, then spreading outward, seeping into the broken bones, skin, and muscles.

"What happened, this vein."

As soon as the military doctor finished speaking, others saw the hemostatic forceps dropped inexplicably, and the arteries shredded by the broken bone stubble automatically bonded together, and the bone fragments that were deeply embedded in the flesh squirmed and fell out, along with the accumulated blood. . The military doctor only felt that his fingers were numb, as if some power burst out from between his fingers. The feeling was the same as taking the first sip of carbonated soda, except that the military doctor did not see bubbles.

"Hurry up and do it." The sergeant urged him, "No matter who is using magic to help us, we can save his life after all. I believe that the person who helps us has no ill intentions."