Salomon knocked on the door and walked into the office as if there was no one around.
The security personnel of the entire mental hospital did not notice a living person passing in front of them, and even took their access card - floating, invisibility, moving objects, these are the basic abilities of spell casters, magic like the veil of concealment
Psychological suggestion is one of Salomon's most commonly used spells. Just a second-level enchantment spell can divert other people's attention and prevent them from noticing the caster. The effect is similar to that of a third-level invisibility spell. It is a very cost-effective magic. [
From War of the Lance]
After solving another matter with great efficiency, the mystic opened the portal near St. Teresa's Mental Hospital, cast a spell and walked in. At that time, Anna and Damon were arguing, and no one noticed
Salomon appeared at the door of the office. The only one who might have noticed him, Dr. Hastings, was distracted by the thermometer. If he hadn't knocked on the door after enjoying a good show, I'm afraid they wouldn't have known it until the spell ended.
Notice his presence.
"I solemnly ask you, Damon Helstrom. Do you really want to resist the authority of Karma Taj on the main material plane?" Salomon lowered his head and slowly moved toward
Damon walked over, adjusting the cuffs of his holy corpse cloth robe as he walked, "All descendants of extradimensional creatures must sign this contract. Do you want to be an exception?"
"I made a condition, but you didn't fulfill it." Damon's chest rose and fell, and he took a deep breath. His forehead began to hurt, and he felt like something in his brain was about to come out of his skull. This kind of pain
It was almost driving him crazy. Weakness and dizziness left him powerless. This feeling of weakness was very uncomfortable. He endured the pain, turned pale, and managed to pull himself together. He held on to the desk and asked the mystic mage, "
You didn’t meet the conditions, so why do you ask me to do it?”
"I did what I was supposed to do." Salomon raised his head and glanced at Anna, who was still sitting on the sofa. Anna stared at the mystic without expression, as if with Salomon's arrival, she and herself
The anger during the brother's quarrel immediately dissipated. The mystic said to her, "You probably won't agree with me sending him to hell now, so I decided to change to another way. I hope you won't interfere, Helstrom."
Ma'am, I don't want to ruin our friendship."
"I'll try my best." Anna nodded coldly and swallowed back what she wanted to say. But her muscles were still tense, ready to jump up from the sofa at any time.
"Very good." As soon as he finished speaking, with a short spell, four missiles shining with dazzling white light burst out from Salomon's fingertips. These missiles that erupted with dazzling light accurately hit Dai, who was close at hand.
It was like four consecutive heavy punches on his chest, squeezing out all the air in his lungs. His ribs ached faintly, but he could hardly breathe, and the dazzling light that burst out made his eyes tremble.
Various colored light spots flashed continuously, forming a chaotic mess. [Light Bullet Technique, Spear War]
Hypoxia and nausea were mixed together, and his brain and stomach entered a certain physiological mechanism. Damon almost wanted to vomit, but he had no strength to support his body. He could only collapse weakly on the soft chair.
, unable to even utter a moan.
"You can't do this! I will call the police..."
Sister Gabriel Rossetti stood between Salomon and Damon like an angry lioness. Dr. Hastings bent down and took out a pistol from the drawer. However, before she could hold the gun
Aiming at the mystic, the next spell was coming. Dr. Hastings saw a smoky spark erupting from Salomon's palm, scurrying around her, the nun and Daemon like a disturbing fire.
mosquito.
Immediately afterwards, the spark seemed to have no choice but to give up and explode. The loud explosion and brilliant sparks filled the entire office. A small dragon made of fireworks filled the remaining space in the office very unexpectedly. The fireworks dragon
He stretched out his snout and sniffed Dr. Hastings very vividly, and then took a bite.
The constantly flashing hot fireworks made it difficult for Dr. Hastings to see anything around her. She tried her best to hold the pistol steady, and wanted to step out of the desk and shoot the mystic. However, the two blazing flame darts hit
Her weapon flew away and her palms were burned. When Dr. Hastings crawled out from the dragon fireworks, covered in smoke, she saw the nun anxiously patting the desk and soft
There was a flame on the chair, and a flaming shuriken was nailed to the desk. Even though the flames were about to wrap up Damon, he still slumped in the chair, his face pale, and he moaned vaguely.
"I have always wanted to use this magic." The Mystic Mage smiled and winked. "Not long ago, I proposed to others whether to watch a fireworks show, but they were rejected. So I am very happy to be able to use it now.
Come on, Dr. Hastings."
Salomon stretched out her fingers towards Dr. Hastings. Three thick iron rings suddenly appeared and imprisoned her. Dr. Hastings' shoulders, hands and legs were all tightly bound together. The Mystic Mage
Ignoring Dr. Hastings' curses, the security personnel of Santa Teresa Mental Hospital also tried to break in after hearing the commotion here, but in the end they all fell in front of the office - Salomon just told them to sleep well.
After a nap.
"I think you can persuade your brother to sign the contract now, Anna." Salomon shook his head and said to the devil's daughter, "I hope this works, otherwise I will have to choose a more brutal method.
"
"He will." Anna stood up, pushed the nun away, and dragged her brother from the chair very roughly, "He must sign the contract."
"I'm glad you made a wise choice." The mystic mage narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully. This pleasant attitude made the devil's daughter gnash her teeth again.
"I'm not stupid." Anna said angrily.
"Good, I don't want my partner to be an idiot, Satana."
"Would you mind telling me where you were?"
"I noticed something that may have an impact on my future. This is the result of learning prophecy spells." The mystic helped Anna drag Damon to the sofa, and then stopped the nun's movements with his eyes. He turned his head
, said to Anna, "The results of spying on fate are uncontrollable. When we came to Ohio, a certain fragment of the future was stuffed into my mind. Fortunately, there is Google now, otherwise I wouldn't be able to
Know where that place is."
"where is that?"
"Ms. Xiao, please don't point the gun at our friend. Mr. Damonette, I think you should explain why you are here?" When he saw the orange-red sparks that were constantly circling,
Mr. Reese's first reaction was that he had a headache, but Harold Finch was calmer. There must be something more incredible than magic in this world. Even if someone told him the next day that Salomon would spray a large golden beam of light, he would
Nor will there be any emotion of surprise.
"I don't think this matter has anything to do with you, Mr. Damonette."
"Are you kidding? Do you even know wizards?" Samn Xiao's eyes widened and he looked at his companions in disbelief. Mr. Reese sighed and softly explained the relationship between him, Harold and Salomon.
relationship between.
"We just met during a mission...although I don't think his life will be in danger."
"Do you think I want to come?" Salomon walked out of the portal and glanced at this empty place with doubts on his face. It was an industrial factory built of concrete, with a large number of dazzling giant lighting facilities and wires hanging on it.
On top of his head, the mystic looked around, including the woman he had never seen before, who seemed to be of Middle Eastern descent. He remembered that Harold called her Ms. Xiao. In addition, there was another woman kneeling on the ground.
woman and an engineering geek wearing a blue T-shirt.
"It took me several teleportations to find here." Salomon asked, "Who can tell me where this is?"
"This is a nuclear testing facility in Hanforo, Mr. Damonette. There are no supernatural threats here."
"I think so too." The mystic mage glanced at the woman kneeling on the ground in confusion. Everyone else was surprised by his appearance, except this woman, who seemed to be immersed in some kind of emotion and couldn't extricate herself.
"But that's not what fate tells me, Harold. I think there might be something here that has something to do with some impending disaster."