"Do the best you can, doctor, but I require that this soldier's vital signs be strictly monitored after the first aid is over, and that he be listed as a high-risk target for observation and pending review by the interrogator. I know what you want to say, doctor, and he is me too
Brothers, but we must be more vigilant in the face of witchcraft, even if it is cold-blooded. Even if the emperor personally helps us, we must be mentally prepared for this."
Wanda Maximoff obviously didn't know that the little help she provided made the sergeant of the First Secret Regiment very uneasy. To her, this was just a fleeting episode, and similar situations took turns in front of her.
staged. At first, she was very interested in providing some help, such as filling water bags for travelers in the desert, and bringing peace to farmers struggling in hardship and poverty. Compared with the middle class in big cities or the rich hereditary class,
Instead of living a glamorous life, she cares more about the lives of ordinary people struggling to make ends meet.
Her own experience and the compassion given by the emperor's education made her always focus on the sufferings in the world. However, when more and more sufferings and sorrows were presented to her, even her mind felt tired.
, compared to the joy and beauty, these pains were too much, overwhelming. She began to wonder what her teacher was going to do to make these people live a life that no longer depended on food, warmth and family.
Worrying about life, whether that great ideal is just a colorful oil film called ideal floating in this painful world, incompatible with the water surface called reality.
Imagine, she thought to herself, using that familiar, calm voice to imagine.
Imagine an endless sea that is sometimes calm and sometimes wild. The endlessly changing islands and reefs rise and fall on the sea, symbolizing the minds of everyone in the vast sea of collective subconscious. Countless deadly predators lurk under the sea, in the waves.
Seeing her wandering around, he tried to bite her ankle and drag her into the dark trench. Imagine, she thought to herself, using that familiar, calm voice to imagine. She caught a glimpse of a grand palace standing on the largest island, and she imagined herself stepping onto it.
The solid rock allows the lush, dew-covered soft grass to reach the ankles, and the gray-white cliff walls bear the impact of the waves.
A sense of security is born from order.
"The most important function of the planetary defense system is not to resist attacks on the physical level. The first generation of Supreme Mage has long known that the real horror of the outer dimension is not the attacks visible to the naked eye, but the pollution of the human heart. Even ordinary people without talents can
It will be contaminated by that dirty energy, causing the mind to become distorted and fall into madness."
Master Daniel recited a spell, and the orange-red sparks bursting out from his fingertips drew an extremely complex geometric figure in front of him. A ring also made of orange-red sparks slowly rotated on his wrist, and text symbols from the ancient civilizations of the earth flashed frequently.
extinguishes, leaving behind the ozone smell of psychic static electricity.
"If you want to control this system, you must face the creatures protected by the planetary defense system. Kama Taj will not ask for thanks from humans, because what we do is not focused on blocking, but on a future that ordinary people cannot understand.
I believe you must have heard a saying. When we become mystics, we are destined not to see everything from the perspective of ordinary people shaped by a specific historical stage. Skin color, race, cultural identity, wealth class, all of these should be
Abandoned, the only thing that should remain is the objective fact of being a human being and dedicating everything to the continuation of the human race. This is also the only ideology of Karma Taj. It is also the Supreme Master who first taught him, taught us, and taught countless Kamar Taj for thousands of years.
The only truth of the Mystics of Ma'taj is that it is the unbreakable, undeniable fact."
Master Daniel didn't know whether Wanda Maximoff could hear his words. He could only see the tiny distance between the latter's fingertips and the Eye of Agamotto, scarlet lightning piercing the air.
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"No, don't attack them. They surrendered." Wanda Maximoff said.
Tatiana frowned and never lowered her raised palms. There was an intuition telling her that it would be a mistake to directly order to attack the psykers who came down the stairs, but she could not explain the reason for this intuition.
Source. The conflict between bellicose psychology and rationality made her frown.
"Lock them and stay vigilant." Tatyana blinked. The tactical data board clearly showed that there was a dangerous target, Baron Mordo, among the psykers coming down the stairs. The battlefield feedback briefing showed that the dangerous target, Baron Mordo, was not present.
It did not exert much power, but Tatiana knew that was because the emperor and the imperial guards were at the spearhead of the attack. Many psychic battles were not something ordinary people like them could see. What's more, Baron Mordo has not expressed his surrender now.
This goal is still dangerous. She felt that the battle sisters behind her were casting doubtful eyes on her, but Tatiana still decided to trust her inexplicable intuition. Even if this decision was wrong, she would tell her intuition to the other sisters and
Accept the punishment.
"Prepare shackles and psychic suppressors. If Baron Mordo resists law enforcement, we have the right to kill them."
"He stood up to the emperor."
"Sister Thalia, carry out the order, or give me your ammunition."
Wanda Maximov opened the palace door and walked into the hall.
She was surprised to find that the interior decoration of this palace was almost identical to the hall where the planetary defense system was located, whether it was the reliefs engraved on the walls praising the achievements of Agamotto and his disciples, or the gems inlaid above the head imitating the sun, moon and stars.
When she began to suspect that this was just a memory projection, she denied this possibility herself. Her subconscious noticed that there was a huge difference in the volume of the internal space and the external space of the hall, but she had no time to pay attention to it.
Details - She subconsciously walked along the carpet. There was a hemispherical hall at the end of the cross palace hall. The golden Eye of Agamotto was placed on the raised pulpit in the center of the hall. Wanda Mark
Simov blinked and saw several blurry, pencil-doodled figures flashing in the air near the Eye of Agamotto, and making constant sounds. She was pushed forward by her subconscious and met a blurry figure.
The red figure overlapped and touched the magic weapon, and lightning burst out between the golden shell of the Eye of Agamotto and her fingertips.
It seemed like a long time passed before Amphitryon, the Praetorian Guard, heard Wanda Maximov exhale.
"I will see, I have seen."
Wanda Maximov lost focus and stared into the void. The Praetorian Guard Amphitryon clenched his halberd, and the Master Daniel also placed a vigilant gaze outside the rotunda. Even the Praetorian Guards did not have the ability to do so.
Creatures with psychic talents can also feel the noisy screams coming from behind the curtain of reality at the moment when Wanda, the Eye of Agamotto, and the planetary defense system are connected. Although they are close at hand, they cannot find the sound no matter what.
Source. The feeling is like the changes in air pressure felt by the eardrums, as if there are countless pairs of invisible little claws scratching wantonly on the cerebral cortex.
"I see him," said Wanda Maximoff, "Come to me!"
"Don't be distracted, don't talk to any voice behind the curtain!" Master Daniel rushed over anxiously, "There are only lies behind the curtain!"
"Back off, Master Daniel!"
The sharp edge of the garrison spear slashed straight down, almost touching Master Daniel's forehead and bridge of nose, and then fell to the latter's neck. The precise control of the combat distance by Guardsman Amphitryon was shocking, but Master Daniel
But he didn't have the heart to praise such peak skills, because Wanda Maximoff made the biggest mistake. Master Daniel didn't even have the heart to maintain the protective spell to protect Wanda Maximoff's mind.
"Please back off, Wanda Maximoff knows what she is doing."
"She is talking to the being behind the curtain."
"I believe she knows what she is doing. This is her mission." The guard Amphitryon remained motionless, but put away his blade. It was just to prevent Master Daniel from doing something drastic.
Now that the latter has calmed down, there is no need to threaten force again. "Thank you for your help, Master Daniel. No matter what position you stood on before to help, this matter was beyond your control from the beginning.
It is expected that the impact will be far beyond your imagination. Master Daniel, now I will issue an order to you on behalf of my Lord to meet the difficulties we will face in the next stage - you need to give all Kama Taj
The mystic revealed the existence of the "Dark God Book" and then told them the name of a witch, Morgan Le Fay, who would be Kama Taj's future enemy, and every mystic must know how to deal with her."
"Morgan Le Fay is just a legend. She did collect the scrolls and compile the "Dark Book of Darkness", but this witch has been completely trapped in another dimension by the Supreme Mage, and will never be able to set foot in the material universe. Unless——"
"——A space rift appears that is large enough for her to leave. Yes, my lord believes that the emergence of a space rift is inevitable. Morgan Le Fay, the mortal enemy of the Supreme Mage, may also take this opportunity to escape from the cage and set foot in the material universe again.
Our Lord has written the impact of this incident into the model, and assigned to Karma Taj to solve the problem is Morgan Le Fay, an immortal."
The emperor stood on the vast sea, with the line of dawn and dusk crossing the coastline, and shadows approaching step by step.
In his hand, he held a crimson ball of thread that appeared at an unknown time. This thread disappeared far into the sky. No matter how far he walked, this thread guided him in the direction, as if he was Ariah in the myth.
The ball of thread that Dene gave to Theseus prevented him from getting lost on the sea without any reference. I don’t know how long he walked, but the coastline in the distance collapsed due to seawater erosion, and the reefs formed by the eruption of submarine volcanoes
As the seawater gradually eroded and then collapsed, he finally saw the position pointed by the thread. The further he went, the more turbulent the waves became, and the ever-changing reefs and islands undulated on the dark sea. It was an isolated island standing in the sea.
Palace, the crimson thread submerged into the palace gate.