Marvel Book of Magical Events

Under the deep night sky, a giant dragon made of shadows spread its wings along with the wind and sand that still had the warmth of the day. The dark shadows covered the stars, casting a deeper darkness on the shimmering desert. The dragon flew high, high above the clouds, enjoying the dry, cold white clouds and the strong wind whistling past his ears and horns. When he skimmed over the clouds, the flocculent water vapor would turn into a little condensed water and adhere to his scales due to body temperature, then freeze, shatter, fall, and re-evaporate in the air with the movement of the dragon scales and the effect of low temperature , and finally reverted to wisps of clouds.

He enjoyed the feeling of flying very much, which he couldn't experience when riding a broomstick. The wings really seemed to grow on him, and he could even feel the feeling of the air rushing across the membrane. oh! He has little holes in his wings, but that's all right, he'll be healed, because those are just wings made of shadows.

The shadow dragon's upper and lower jaws full of sharp teeth collided a few times, and then he scraped the staggered fangs on his upper jaw with his front paws in a very humane manner, and licked the gap between his teeth with his slender tongue. , something fell through his teeth - a burrito with a broken wrapper? what else? A box of half-smoked cigars and a twisted metal lighter. No wonder the smell of kerosene in his mouth just now, it seems that putting XZ under his tongue is not reliable at all, the cigars he stole from Enzo are gone, and the burritos can't be eaten, what a pity.

A black man in a black leather jacket stood in the desert. He raised his head and looked up at the night sky with his one eye. Whether it was because the dragon would appear small even above the clouds, the Negro saw nothing, even if he put the telescope close to his eyes, his one eye could see nothing. Nick Fury glanced at his phone impatiently—the appointed time was almost up, why didn't he come—until a metal lighter fell from the sky at a very fast speed, smashing a small hole in the sand in front of him , he noticed the giant dragon swooping and circling above his head.

"Monther F*uck!" Before he could finish, the dragon fell to the ground like a truck with brake failure, and all the sand kicked up, as if a new sandstorm was sweeping the place. When Nick Fury put down the leather jacket that blocked the sand and dust, his collar and pockets were already full of sand and gravel.

"I'm fine! I'm fine!" Salomon stood up from the ground with a deep scratch, and he kept spitting out the kerosene-smelling saliva, "Being a dragon for the first time is a bit unskilled. I promise it will be fine next time."

"You're actually a dragon?" Nick Fury patted his head, trying to pour the sand out of his ears, "Aren't you a human?"

"I'm a human being, and the dragon just now is just magic." The mystic said confidently while patting the sand on his body, "That's my new spell, so don't make a fuss. If you haven't seen the new magic once If you want to be so surprised, I suggest you better check your heart, because there will be more things that surprise you in the future."

The spell just now was called "Shadow Dragon Form", and it was created by a kobold archmage named Heqiron. The spell to become a dragon has the three-ring "basic dragon form", which can transform people into a miniature pseudo-dragon, and to change into a normal-sized dragon, there are six-ring transformation series of secondary dragon form and giant dragon form. Dragon form series of spells - but the six-ring spell is a bit too difficult for the current Salomon, and he doesn't have any kind of dragon scales. A compromise, this four-ring spell is also quite good, and Not easy to see in the dark.

"Do I think I'm going to die of the little scenes? I'm the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

"Let's go, time waits for no one, that monster has already run a long way." Salomon patted the long scabbard on the left waist, which is the part of the fallen leaf double knife, the short knife was covered He's in the right leather sheath. Under the dagger leather sheath, there are four light silver metal cylinders tied together side by side. The cylinders are filled with parchment paper. If you have a better eye, you can still see the tiny characters written on the parchment paper. With delicate and intricate geometric patterns.

"For your sake, I will let you watch my hunting activities - of course, this is also to let you see how much trouble your experiment has caused." The mystic was suddenly dissatisfied. This is considered overtime work, because recently Karma Taj really does not have many people.

Modona transferred some of the deacons of the New York Temple, and Casilios took another part. The London Temple and the Hong Kong Temple are searching for some ancient ruins and hunting down the cultists in East Africa, and the rest The mystic is either going to sit in the temple, or be transferred to the American continent to hunt and kill the extradimensional creatures that came because of the cosmic Rubik's Cube. The mystics who can still move in the headquarters are either some apprentices who have not signed the contract for a long time, or the mystics who are too old to walk. It is also helpless for Salomon to be ordered to work overtime by the supreme mage.

He had managed to explain to Bayonetta last week that the Natasha Romanoff affair was not what she thought it was, but about getting Natasha back to health. But due to some small misunderstandings, he is busy pleasing the witch now, so there is no time to hunt those monsters. But the Supreme Master's order is irresistible, so Salomon had to ask for a few days off from the school, and returned to the United States to start working overtime.

Salomon was not in a good mood and contacted Nick Fury. After all, there is no reason to put the culprit aside, and Kama Taj cleans up the mess, right? He needs to let this guy take a good look at the mess he caused so he can be more careful next time, or Nick Fury will blow up the earth sooner or later.

"What monster?" Nick Fury patted the jeep beside him, "Look at this! The M3E1 recoilless gun has a standard rate of fire of 6 rounds per minute and can fire all kinds of ammunition with a caliber of 84mm. I brought armor-piercing bullets and high-speed Explosive bomb. It is easy to use and highly destructive. This thing is better than your cold weapons. Your so-called monsters are useless in front of modern hot weapons. This is the victory of human technology."

"I agree, this is what the Supreme Sorcerer wants to see." The mystic placed a sculpture of a white horse on the ground. Before working overtime, he made a special trip to the stables of Karma Taj headquarters, and invited Pegasus's help at the price of two bottles of single malt whiskey (no one knows why the horse wants to drink single malt whiskey). After following Salomon, the horse got used to being free. Not only did it eat more and more food every day, but the variety of food became more and more diverse, from grass to meat, from desserts to wine, it would eat whatever a human could eat. What can I eat.

In contrast, Pegasus was gradually gaining weight.

"But." Salomon changed his subject and looked at Nick Fury, "If you can't hit, nothing will happen! Don't you understand?"

"Why are you so excited all of a sudden? Also, what are you doing? I already drove over!"

"In the face of extradimensional creatures, simple kinetic energy weapons may be able to play a certain role, but those monsters do not exist in the main material plane, we need to go to the spirit world." Salomon said to himself, and in At this time, Pegasus was also summoned.

"What the hell is going on with this horse! Could it be that this horse is Pegasus? Did you do it on purpose? This is the base of Tianma! Tell me, who is the enemy we are going to face? ah!"

"It's a monster that fled from the lower plane. It's hard to say whether it was attracted or escaped. But no matter what, the moment it stepped into the main material plane, it was my enemy! I'm going to hunt it down endlessly until... let me check the time... well, until twelve hours later, I'm going to school. So, Nick Fury, we only have twelve hours Come find it and kill it!"

"I see, I set aside longer than that, but can you get off the roof first!"

Salomon obediently climbed off the roof and sat on Pegasus' back. This horse hates saddles and is extremely demanding of its rider. But fortunately, Salomon insisted on practicing riding every day under the request of the supreme mage, and Pegasus cooperated enough. Now he can ride safely on the horse with the golden rein in his hand.

"The hell-breather Spnogg will be lurking in the dream, and we need to force it out of the dream. It will disguise itself in various forms, living and inanimate. I hope you will not be lenient."

"I'm an agent, and I will do what I think is right." Nick Fury said grimly.

"Very well, I need a helper like you." Salomon nodded, "Next, we are going to the nearest town, where the hell-breather Spnog is there, and I am ready to deal with it The spell. If we run into the police, that's your business."

Ask for a ticket! I don't know if you have seen Char's stalk?