Just as Agent Coulson breathed a sigh of relief and tried to negotiate with the bishop to deal with the aftermath, a slight mechanical scream came from behind, and a ball of blue hot plasma streaked across the corridor, vaporizing the thick wooden door, and a dazzling light shone in the air.
The bishop, who looked at a loss, exploded. Then the explosion and smoke instantly filled the room, and the supernatural smoke mixed with flesh, blood, and ashes.
The rapidly expanding gas formed a terrifying explosion impact. Agent Coulson's vision went dark. The explosion impact directly knocked him out of the dilapidated and charred bishop's office door. An indescribable stench hit his face along with an explosion storm that could almost burn his skin.
Even a veteran agent couldn't stand it and couldn't describe such an extreme environment. The smell was like the rotten blood and internal organs that had been roasted in a burning slaughterhouse. The pungent smell of smoke made him unable to open his eyes.
Opening your eyes, you will see the hanging rotten meat being swallowed up by the fire, and thin smoke spurting out along the blood vessels.
Agent Coulson was forced back by the high temperature, and the remaining hair on his head was almost burnt and curled. He staggered out of the bishop's office, and his eyesight became blurred because of the smoke, but he still recognized it with blurred vision.
A figure rushed towards him. On the other side of the corridor, a precise double held a plasma pistol and kept pulling the trigger. Seven blue flashes of light flashed across a straight line, and the air was filled with the heat of star-like high temperature.
"Come to me, Agent Coulson!" The exact double strode towards the bishop's office, clutching the "Dark Book of Darkness" with one hand and warning loudly. This was the first time Agent Coulson had seen this.
The alchemy body showed anxiety, but before he could figure out what was going on, he heard the accurate substitute say in a high tone like an order, "Don't look back!"
Then there was another burst of high-temperature plasma and a dazzling explosion. The thick gray smoke climbed up to the ceiling like a living creature, extending downwards with thousands of dancing gray-black tentacles. This time, an accurate substitute came to Agent Coulson.
Beside him, he continuously pulled the trigger, firing several plasma clusters with stellar-like high temperatures. Even the pressurized chamber could not withstand such an impact, until the battery pack was completely exhausted, and until the energy storage tank exhausted all the metallic compressed gas,
He just dropped the overheated plasma pistol that was spitting out coolant vapor, and stretched out his burned arm to firmly grasp the collar of Agent Coulson's suit.
The precise double pushed him hard into the nearby vertical corridor. At this time, the burning smoke had spread from the bishop's office, accompanied by inhuman roars. "Run quickly, Agent Coulson." The current S.H.I.E.L.D.
The Bureau agent could not see clearly what was happening in the smoke. He only heard the exact double saying this to him. The hot liquid soaked the back collar and neck of his suit. Agent Coulson was very familiar with the smell. It was the smell of blood.
, the smell of iron lingered in his nostrils, even overpowering the smell of burning wood. "We have all been deceived. This is not something that your non-lethal weapons can deal with."
The accurate stand-in lifted the arm whose skin had been burned off by the high-temperature coolant steam. The swollen and peeled skin drooped and then fell off. The wrinkled skin fell to the ground, making the sound of a wet rag being thrown hard. Agent Coulson could even see the bright red color.
The thick blood from the muscles and white skeleton just seeped out of the scalded skin and dripped on the ground. The entire forearm and palm of the accurate substitute had a layer of skin burned alive by the high-temperature steam, but the alchemy body did not show any signs of damage.
There were no signs of pain, and his expression showed nothing except the initial seriousness, as if the pain caused by these injuries did not affect his actions at all.
"What happened?"
"There is one page missing from the Book of Darkness." The exact double said quickly, his eyebrows full of anxiety. He had already realized the mistake made by Robbie Reyes. Because of his superstition, not only the people who are still alive in this world
The person has read "The Book of Darkness". Perhaps the possessed spirit wanted to warn him, but the effect of the whipping ritual suppressed the whispers of the spirit. "I underestimated Robbie Reyes' trust in religion.
.Agent Coulson, please do your best to help me evacuate the crowd."
"I understand." Agent Coulson nodded. The exact double's explanation was not clear enough, and he didn't know what happened yet, but his agent instinct prompted him to follow the decision made by the accurate double. "Where is the retreat plan? We
Are there reinforcements?" he asked. "There must be at least one Quinjet flying above us."
"There is no SHIELD anymore, Agent Coulson. There is no retreat plan, no reinforcements, and we can't burn down the San Fernando Church." The accuracy double looked at the dimly flickering orange-red fire in the bishop's office at the other end of the corridor.
, sighed. "I didn't expect that someone could fall in such a short period of time, and the possessed spirit body couldn't detect it. Either the spirit body was too weak, or Robbie Reyes' superstition made him ignore the reminder.
.Now that the plasma weapons have overheated, I don’t have any technological creations that can be used against the enemy. What is this..."
Agent Coulson took out what looked like a flashlight from his suit lining pocket. After pressing the switch, a blue laser was emitted from one end of the flashlight. "This is the rat hole, the laser invented by Fitz."
A cutter is better than nothing. As for me -" he shook the SP-21 Barak pistol produced by Israel Defense Industries and using .45 ACP ammunition, "- this is enough for me."
The exact double took Agent Coulson's gift and walked alone to the smoke-filled bishop's office.
The fire flickered in the gray-black smoke, and the terrifying roar became louder and louder. This ancient building could not help but tremble. The beams that were replaced more than a hundred years ago were also licked by the tongues of fire. The remaining moisture was evaporated, and it seemed that the entire building
The buildings were making unpleasant creaking noises. Agent Coulson first smashed the fire alarm with the handle of his pistol. When he looked back at the bishop's office, he vaguely saw an illusory figure on the head of the exact stand-in who walked into the fire scene.
The light. Although this light is not bright, it is enough to penetrate the suffocating smoke. The "rat hole" cutter invented by Leopold Fitz also seems to be affected, and the alloy handle is burned by the light.
Transformed, complex reliefs were carved by the flames, and the blue laser stretched out and spread like a long sword.
Agent Coulson was certain that the Emperor's consciousness was manipulating the exact double, because no one in the world would make a Star Wars joke when life or death was at stake.
The burning skeleton burst out of the thick smoke, and a swollen humanoid body was also knocked out.
The flames from hell burned away the flesh and filled the gaps between the snow-white bones with fire. The star-like high temperature did not completely burn the upper body of the target, but it destroyed the things in the material universe. There is no object in this world that will not be affected by this.
High temperature has an effect, unless it is something from another world. Judging from the remaining white silk cloth embroidered with gold thread on the lower body of the humanoid body, this humanoid is the bishop of San Fernando Church who previously presided over the whipping ceremony. He still maintains a normal human form.
His face was now covered in confusion and madness, and was distorted into something different from the amiable elder before. His body, hidden under the white priest's robe, had already become sore due to aging and obesity.
The precise stand-in wielded the "Rat Hole", and the laser burned long scorch marks on the diseased skin. The power of this laser cutter broke through the hardware limitations and was much larger than the original Leopold Fitz design, and even
It also penetrated the thick smoke. Due to the lack of good heat dissipation measures, the alloy shell of the "Rat Hole" became hot due to the high power of the battery pack. There was even a faint smoke coming out of the palm of the accurate stand-in, but in such a complex environment
, this bit of smoke is not impressive at all. "The reason why he is like this is all because of you, Robbie Reyes. Because of your stupidity and superstition, you gave him the opportunity to get this book."
The burning skeleton roared, seemingly trying to defend itself, but the swollen human form didn't give it time.
The deformed creatures from behind the curtain, the size of several fingers, broke out of the fragile and bulging skin and fell to the ground one after another. Foul-smelling viscous pus gushes out like a fountain, and then was covered by the reptile-like soles of the deformed creatures in the blink of an eye.
Solidified into a puddle of paw prints caused by unknown material processes. In an instant, these deformed little creatures gathered into a wave of evil spirits. The laws of reality squeezed their bodies, making them flicker like illusions in the eyes of ordinary people.
Yet these illusions corrode the stone floors and eat away at the masonry walls.
But to Robbie Reyes and the exact doubles, every blasphemous whisper these monsters chanted from their completely unevolved mouths was not only crystal clear, but also trying to squeeze their souls. Especially when lasered
The rotten corpse with its severed spine held up its arms that were oozing with pus, and kept growing into small monsters, humming blasphemous hymns in a low voice. The high-frequency hymns beyond the hearing range of ordinary humans almost lifted the burning ceiling of the church.
, using power and silence as gifts, and sensory stimulation as rewards, complete violence and knowledge flow towards the accurate substitute in an almost visible way.
They long for that soul fragment, a holy grail filled with rewards.
As for the administrator who was unfortunately affected, he had already turned into a ball of carrion in the pus. Flies from behind the curtain swarmed out and laid eggs on the carrion. The fly eggs also skipped the stage of becoming maggots and emerged into flies in the blink of an eye.
, adding terrifying and annoying things. Robbie Reyes immediately threw out the red-hot iron chain, and the hellfire cut the corridor from the bishop's office, and at the same time, the little monsters that overflowed the corridor like waves.
Burned alive. This was the only correct thing he had done today without receiving a disgusted look from the exact double.
As for why the Bishop of San Fernando Church was able to accurately obtain that spell, and gain the ability to hide under the nose of the spirit, and even deceive the eyes of the accurate double, it is still unknown. The consciousness of the accurate double does not intend to figure it out now, but the control
The soul of the precise substitute has locked the range of the main messenger behind him - something predicted his itinerary, and guided an innocent person to read the "Book of Darkness", and even tore out a page to read and study. Although
The precise double can accomplish many tasks, but it also exposes the emperor's fatal weakness, which is that it allows many beings behind the curtain to have access to his unprotected soul and consciousness.
An accident and Robbie Reyes' superstition were used to set a trap, allowing the mastermind behind the scenes to have the opportunity to touch the emperor's soul. The thread of fate behind the curtain may have planned this trap and arranged it before the bishop was born.
The life of the bishop, from attending Tianzhu school, meeting girls to finding a job. This is a complete blasphemy, a blasphemy against the freedom consciousness of the human race. This is the conspiracy behind the curtain against the emperor. They know that the emperor will never allow it.
If something like this happens, we will definitely trace it to its source and find it.
"Why are you in a daze?"
Salomon lowered his head and found that the meat on the fork had fallen back onto the plate.
"No, it's nothing."
Although he said this, the witch did not ignore the light in his eyes.
This means that he has begun to use extradimensional power, and it is in a place unknown to the witches. However, Joan of Arc did not ask, and neither did Bayonetta. Instead, she reached out and took away the dinner plate in front of him and put her own plate away.
She exchanged the steaks that had been cut in the room, because she knew that Salomon's thinking ability was being restricted now, and he had no extra thinking ability to deal with real life. In order to prevent him from acting like an idiot or choking himself to death, he
The witch, who is the mistress of the manor, naturally assumes the responsibility of taking care of Salomon. This is not the first time she has done this. Salomon has been seriously injured several times since he was a child, and the witch has always taken care of him when accidents occurred.
"Remember to eat broccoli." Bayonetta turned her head and specifically told Milia, because although the latter did not realize how abnormal the situation was, she still keenly discovered a person who could secretly put broccoli into her adoptive father's house.
The opportunity on the plate. But this opportunity quickly disappeared. Bayonetta grabbed Miria's sinful little hand. The girl showed a sad expression, but Bayonetta was not moved at all and still used teasing words.
Her expression was fixed on the girl until Milia gave up her struggle and put the broccoli on the plate again. "Without broccoli, there would be no games, let alone fishing and swimming." She gave a warning, "You want to play in the cold?"
Swimming in the pool, Milia?"
The girl shook her head obediently.
The British winter is not generally cold, and even the manor does not turn on the heating function 24 hours a day. One morning, Milia had a sudden idea and tried to jump from the window of the small room into the swimming pool. Maybe it was
The innate magic allowed her to do it, but the cold swimming pool made her jump out of the water after falling into the water, and was then arrested by Dinah who followed. As expected, Milia caught a cold and was still wrapped in a blanket.
When she was young, she received a scolding from Bayonetta. Children of Miria's age always have some disgusting thoughts and actions, and Miria's ability can also transform those thoughts into reality. Regardless of her
Salomon was extremely honest in front of her, but that was only because she intuitively judged the emperor's superior soul and position in the food chain.