The Mystic Mage and Natasha walked out of the alley one after the other.
This is his plan.
He and Natasha showed discord on the surface to show that he still doubted Natasha's true identity and that there was still a rift between the two (although it was true that Natasha was angry at Salomon for killing her).
This is a play played to Nyarlathotep, and the mystic wants him to think that his plan is successful in driving a rift between his enemies. Natasha's performance is very realistic, and Salo
Meng didn't know if she was really angry (it might be true). The blood stains on her chest seemed to tell others that she and Salomon had a conflict. Natasha even covered her chest when walking.
, indicating that he was injured.
If He is watching this scene, then He has fallen into the trap set by the Mystic.
This is the result Salomon wants, because only by devoting all his strength can he deceive Nyarlathotep. He wants the evil god to think that his plan is going smoothly. Only in this way can the mystic find the way to kill him.
opportunity. The purpose of forcing Natasha into an alley was to ensure that Nyarlathotep would not know that he had verified Natasha's identity.
Salomon touched the dog's head and left the town with the stray dog. Since Matthew Hopkins may be the incarnation of Nyarlathotep, he must break away from his surveillance to ensure that Nyarlathotep cannot
Tracking him is the most important thing - because Salomon will carry out an assassination plan next, and the target is Matthew Hopkins.
From early morning until dusk, the witch trials slowly stopped. This was not because the judges and inquisitors were tired of abusing the prisoners, but because there were not enough gallows. Today, the king's army arrested a total of more than 20 people, but there were not enough gallows.
But not so much. According to the regulations, witches must be hung on the gallows to rot. Cotton Mather had no choice but to stop the trial and announced that the remaining prisoners would be imprisoned. Judge Cotton Mather also arranged tight security in the prison.
There are patrols at all times to ensure that other prisoners do not disappear like Tituba.
The fanaticism of some people in the town gradually subsided, followed by fear. They were afraid that their neighbors, wives and mothers were witches; some were worried that people with whom they usually had a bad relationship would slander them as being related to the devil.
, and reported those people first. As a result, chaos spread further in the small town of Salem. While the witch trials were going on, the judges and inquisitors also received many reports.
For such accusations, even though the prison could no longer accommodate several suspects and had to be crowded into a small cell, Cotton Mather still chose to detain all the suspects. Then, chaos began in the small town of Salem.
The era of spreading and everyone is in danger has arrived. This is exactly what Nyarlathotep wants to see, this is the drama he loves.
If Nyarlathotep monitors the town of Salem, then he will know that the only foreigner staying in the town now is Natasha. Coulson is sending Tituba back to Randolph
After Katna, he set out at night to find the stone tower Salomon needed; while Salomon was wandering on the edge of the dark forest - the mystic was not sure how many incarnations there were in the town, so he first assumed that Matthew Hope
Kings was transformed by the Dark Man, so at this time Nyarlathotep should return to the Dark Forest after finishing the witch trial. Salomon's location is between the peninsula where the town is located and the mainland on the mainland.
The junction of forests.
This place is close to the coast, and Salomon can even smell the salty smell of the sea breeze. The mystic holds the Sword of Victory and guards here alone.
If Matthew Hopkins or the Dark Man does not appear, it means that there are probably two incarnations in the town, or Nyarlathotep used the teleportation spell to return to the Dark Forest. In this case
, Salomon will go to the small town of Salem and go to the residence of Matthew Hopkins to find out. If he disappears, it means that there is only one incarnation in the town, which also means that Salomon
We must go deep into the forest again to face the countless monsters summoned by Nyarlathotep.
This is barely good news, after all, one less incarnation equals one less trouble.
One important point is that Salomon never cast the portal spell in Salem. Although he could cast the portal spell in this reality after deducing the nature of this reality and understanding the time he was in.
He traveled back and forth, but Salomon would not use this kind of strategic magic unless necessary. Now, his caution worked. Tonight, the portal can help him in Nyarlathotep.
Before you react, quickly raid Nyarlathotep's incarnation in the town or in the dark forest to resolve the matter completely.
Salomon waited for a long time, but no one came. After a while, he looked at his watch, opened the scroll, and added spells to himself. He ran with the grace of a cat and the strength of an ox, among other things.
, as well as various protective spells to ensure that he has sufficient resistance in the face of various attacks that may come. After the preparations were completed, Salomon unlocked the stigmata that could be safely liberated. He wore
Hang the ring and cast a spell to open the portal.
His destination is in a dark alley in the small town of Salem. It is not far from Matthew Hopkins's residence, and few people pass by. No one will see Salomon open the portal.
——This is the information Natasha provided to him. The mystic mage quickly rushed towards the temporary residence of Matthew Hopkins, which was located under the name of Cotton Mather. The judge wanted to entertain this man who was appointed by the Governor.
The inquisitor specially lent this residence to Matthew Hopkins for temporary residence.
You can't let the inquisitor live in a hotel and hang out with businessmen who are not noble at all. That would be too embarrassing.
The mystic mage galloped all the way, and even when he reached the door of the house, he had no intention of stopping. He waved his long sword, and the thick copper-inlaid oak door was sliced diagonally from left to right, like a piece of paper that had been torn.
Salomon did not pause at all. He quickly ran into the hall, ignoring the housekeeper and servants who rushed in panic after hearing the loud noise of the door falling. Instead, he jumped up the soft carpeted stairs and jumped upstairs again.
, and ran towards the master bedroom.
Natasha really deserves to be a level 10 agent. She bribed the maid of the Mercer family and obtained the location of Matthew Hopkins' bedroom. Without this information, Salomon would not have easily launched this raid.
.He crashed into the corridor like a speeding heavy jeep, opened the door to the master bedroom with a long sword, and strode in with the sound of the door panel collapsing and the wall cracking.
There were candles lit in the master bedroom. Matthew Hopkins did not fall asleep. He was still fully dressed. This strange atmosphere made Salomon stop and hold the sword more cautiously. "I still think of you.
When will it come?" He seemed to have anticipated Salomon's arrival and showed an uneasy smile. He said, "A man who was supposed to die in 1647 appeared in 1692. How conspicuous it is.
The bait, you actually took the bait. Now it seems, am I paying too much attention to you?"
"You are not Nyarlathotep." Salomon had an extremely uneasy premonition in his heart. He felt that he had fallen into an undetectable trap. The mystic mage frowned and pointed his sword at Matthew Hope.
Kings, "Who are you!".
"I am Nyarlathotep, but I am not Nyarlathotep." Matthew Hopkins raised an eyebrow, "Who do you think is talking to you, my dear."
"you……"
"Sweetie." Matthew Hopkins beat his chest, burst into laughter, opened his jaw as wide as humanly possible, and then, under Salomon's horrified gaze, he tore it open with both hands.
He moved his cheek so that his jaw could move freely. But Matthew Hopkins seemed to feel no pain. What was flowing in his skin was not blood, but foul-smelling yellow pus. As he moved,
, the pus dripped to the ground, and fat white maggots came out of his muscles. His eyes quickly became covered with white clouds, but he could still speak, but his voice gradually became hoarse, as if the water in his body was gradually losing its strength.
disappear.
"Oh, poor man, my little sweetheart, you are so pitiful." He laughed wildly, and he said with a smile, "Why can't Matthew Hopkins be a dead man now? Do you think I am now