Marvel Book of Magical Events

"Teacher, what's going on?" Salomon sat in front of the supreme mage. On the table in front of him was a very simple ring with a six-pointed star engraved on it. "Teacher, don't take my oranges again." Soda. Tell me, why Belial brought the contract in front of me? I always feel that that demon has bad intentions."

"This is a lawsuit that can last until the destruction of the universe, Salomon." The Supreme Mage looked relaxed, and placed several empty glass soda bottles beside her. This is a small game between the ancient mage and Salomon. Salomon will lock up his snack secrets, and the Venerable will crack it. But so far, Salomon has never had a win. His Holiness said, "Did Beryl mean to just reaffirm the contract?"

"Yes." Salomon replied, "but I did not sign the contract."

"Because the essence of the soul will not change, your current name is just a pseudonym in Belial's view, and he will naturally not let you sign again." The supreme mage reached out and wrung out two bottles of soda from the portal, and knocked He knocked on the table and signaled Salomon to cool it down, "When Beryl was playing with King Solomon's soul happily, one day, King Solomon's soul suddenly disappeared! This is a big event. The devil originally suspected that it was God fucks, but he can't get into heaven at all, even if he can wrest the title of 'Satan' from Mephisto. And now, here you are."

"So Belial thinks I'm King Solomon?" Salomon cast a spell to cool down the soda, "What about this ring?"

"This ring is, of course, the proof that King Solomon ordered the seventy-two demon pillars." The supreme mage said, "Belier insists that he owns your soul, and he wants to extend the contract and take your soul away again. As for you The little tricks on the contract don't work at all, Beryl's cunning is far beyond your imagination. As I said before, the essence of the soul is unchanged, and he insists that your soul belongs to him after death."

"But I'm not King Solomon!" Salomon exclaimed, "I don't think my soul is the soul of King Solomon either."

"Perhaps." The Venerable looked at Salomon with some deep meaning, "But Belial doesn't think so."

"I just want to know if that contract is binding on me." The young mystic spread his hands, "I also don't want to let my soul escape into the hands of demons because of a contract I didn't sign. What is this, a debt inheritance? All I have are stigmata."

"There is a certain binding force, Salomon, because you and King Solomon have the same power. Although this is only because of the stigmata, in a sense, you and King Solomon are the same person." His Holiness said, "At least you must have the strength to resist Belial. And, it's very likely that it's not just Belial."

"What do you mean?" Salomon was a little confused now. Could it be that Beryl wasn't the only one who signed the contract?

"The day you summoned the demon was the full moon," said the Venerable. "The moon may also represent Lilith, who knows?"

"Huh..." Salomon sighed, "Teacher, tell me how much debt I owe. Anyway, I don't plan to pay back the debt owed to the devil, but at least I want to know who the creditor is."

"On the day you were born, there was a riot in the abyss." The Supreme Master God said on the ground, "Although those demon lords never ordered it, but... the rioting demons are almost all over the entire abyss. You can estimate it yourself."

"Teacher, is there still time for me to run away now? Will I be prosecuted by some demon court? If those demons have the brains to establish a court."

"What do you think?" The Supreme Mage pushed the soda in front of Salomon, "This is a good thing, ordinary people don't have the ability to cause trouble."

"Okay." Salomon sighed and put the ring on the little finger of his left hand. If he had a choice, he would definitely not want this big trouble. He said, "Then I am doomed to fight the devil."

"Maybe more than one fight is needed." After looking at the ring, the Venerable said with satisfaction, "It looks pretty good. It's just that you need to pay for the magic power to summon the demon. Don't worry, wait until you finish this We can visit Dormammu again, I believe he will miss you very much."

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Bayunita looked at the benches in the square and sighed. Salomon asked, "Is the matter over?"

"Well... it's finished. Let me be quiet for a while, I drank too much soda." Salomon raised his left hand so that the witch could see the ring on the little finger of his left hand, "I still want to leave my ring finger for What about the wedding ring! Wait, what kind of attire are you wearing? Did you turn to the angels after I left for a day or two?"

Bayunita's whole body is covered with a white slim mermaid skirt, and her beautiful long hair and beautiful face are also wrapped in a white turban hat. Even the pair of butterfly-shaped glasses have become unpretentious. Round glasses.

If it weren't for the beauty spot on the corner of his mouth and the highly recognizable voice, Salomon could hardly recognize the witch in front of him.

"Nun~" Beunita seemed to have some mischievous thoughts, she said, "This is a common hunting method, boya, although this method does not usually work, but this time it will definitely work. Because the Ragnar cultist committed suicide again , Those angels will definitely come to collect their souls. Look at me, the kind big sister is holding a funeral for those fools."

It was already late at night, and Beunita and Salomon were located in a Ragna Cathedral in Naples.

As the coming day of Jubilus, the Creator believed by Ragnar believers, is approaching, many Ragnar believers around the world hold resurrection ceremonies, and some fanatics commit suicide in order to praise the coming of God. corpse.

Enzo took over the job of organizing funerals for the Ragnarians, a job that naturally required Bayonetta's help. The witch intends to lure out some heavier angels, because those scattered weak angels are not enough to offset the magic power she paid for summoning the demon.

"Boya, don't grab the prey with me this time, Gomorrah is already starving." The witch blinked and walked towards the church with her long legs.

Salomon sighed again and stood up from the stone bench. He patted the red vestment and followed in a dejected manner. According to what His Holiness said, from now on, the monitoring work of the witch clan will be entrusted to him. As for why it is not entrusted to others, it has been explained before, so I won't repeat it here.

When Salomon walked into the church, he sat down in an unnoticed place on the corridor on the second floor.

"For the sorrow of a city far beyond us, for the eternal sorrow far beyond us, for the annihilation of people far beyond us." Bayonetta stood in front of the altar full of candles, with her hands clasped On her chest, her slightly hoarse voice echoed in the empty church, "Those who enter this door must give up all hope..."

Well, this prayer is very religious. Only those who have abandoned everything will be unable to leave after believing in religion. Salomon nodded. It seems that the people who designed these prayers are very clever, and the teachings of the Ragnar Order are comparable to pyramid schemes.

In front of Salomon, Bayonetta was reciting prayers with her head bowed. As for when the angels will come, it depends entirely on luck, but Beunita insists that those angels will not give up the souls of the Ragnar believers—if the angels don’t come, then go and beat Enzo .

It seems that we have to wait.

"Hey, brother." Salomon patted the shoulder of a person beside him, "Now is not the time to take pictures, please come back tomorrow."

Eat and eat.