Three hundred and twentieth eight chapters of the power of the fat house
What Salomon cast was not an invisibility spell. He was not that extravagant. What he did was just to make people passing by ignore them. This was the function of the second-level spell [Veil of Invisibility]. Sif
He walked impatiently, picking up the pebbles in the lawn and making as much noise as possible. But neither the nobles nor the soldiers passing by noticed the mystic who was sitting squarely on the edge of the pillar and the irritable figure.
Sif.
"What do you want to do?" The female warrior took out a small flask from her pocket and poured herself a sip of wine. She was as irritable as a wet cat. She saw Salomon lowering his head and playing with a transparent
A glass tube, and he also took a diamond pen to carve some words on the glass tube. Salomon looked attentive, as if he came here just to make the little things at hand.
This made her even more angry.
"Patience." Salomon whispered softly, "Saul should appear here. I believe he will have a lot to say to you by then. I promise you, if your jaw is not dropped by then,
, and if you are still in the mood to listen to him. As for me... this is just a small sealed container. I am pretty good at protection spells, especially sealing spells. You see, this is just a four-element container.
It’s just a seal. I used the runes of the four element groups, but the main thing is still a rune..."
Sif nodded impatiently. She hoped that these people who studied magic could simplify their language. This was part of the reason why she chose swords. Not everyone has the patience to read those dizzying words and understand them.
The meaning behind the words, let alone converting those words into strange magic, Sif thought that people who could do this must have a different way of looking at things than normal people.
She couldn't tell which way was better, but after experiencing Salomon's unhurried behavior, she now believed that normal people's thinking was more reliable.
Suddenly, a deafening siren sounded, and the entire Asgard could hear it clearly. The soldiers passing by in the corridor immediately changed the direction of their patrols and ran towards the other side of the Asgard. Sif also
She looked up and immediately prepared to leave, but Salomon shook her head and stopped what she was going to do. Now Sif could no longer control her temper. "This is the dungeon alarm, wizard!" she said, "
I need to join the fight, it's my duty!"
"Your duties will be fulfilled here, Sif." The mystic didn't even raise his head. He blew off the fine dust on the glass tube and said slowly, "I am giving you a chance to truly fulfill your duty."
An opportunity for responsibility, but also an opportunity to achieve your wishes.”
"You have known about this for a long time!" The female warrior drew out her sword and pointed it at the mystic. "Did you collude with the guys in the dungeon? You must know that you have already enjoyed the guest rights!"
"I know, so I'm doing what a guest should do, fighting with the host." Salomon put down the glass tube and opened the small leather bag on his waist. Sif saw Salomon's entire arm stretched out,
She was so surprised by this strange sight that she opened her mouth from ear to ear.
With the sound of items being knocked over, an Asgard long sword was pulled out from a small leather bag. This centurion long sword and the custom-made long sword used by Sif were both made by the same blacksmith.
It is a custom-made long sword. The Mystic Mage said, "It's just that my fighting style is a little different. Your generation of Asa clan have never heard of the deeds of the Supreme Mage, so you misunderstood my behavior. But it doesn't matter.
You won't regret it."
Sif hesitated for a moment. Faced with the mystical style of behavior peddled by Salomon, it was difficult for her not to hesitate.
She knows that wizards are mysterious guys, but Salomon's behavior can be said to be extremely weird. He seems to be unwilling to reveal what he is doing here. I am not that easy to convince. You are very suspicious now.
The female warrior thought to herself, you clearly knew what happened in the dungeon, but you didn't issue any warning.
She originally wanted to capture the mystic, but what Salomon said when he was carving words on the glass tube gave up her plan. "What we are going to do will deceive fate." Sif thought of Salomon.
It was a bit shuddering when he said, "So I want to do an experiment. On the one hand, it can verify how important my existence is, and on the other hand, it can verify the laws of fate."
"for what?"
"Just think of it as for peace." The mystic mage said with a smile, "and for the sake of mankind."
"Then take a sip first." The female warrior threw the small flask to Salomon. "If what you are going to do next is very important, I hope you can at least escape without fighting. Take a sip, lest you get hurt later.
My legs are weak."
The sound of artillery fire continued, and every explosion challenged the patience of the female soldier. Every second she stayed here meant that she was derelict in her duty for a second, which she couldn't bear - she originally thought it was just a
There was a small commotion, but as time passed, the chaos seemed to continue to spread. Suddenly, Salomon stood up. "Follow me, madam." He said and walked aside. Sif immediately followed,
She wanted to see what the mystic was up to.
"You should have appeared at the pillar over there, Saul." Salomon patted the strong shoulder of the man with his back to him. This man was wearing a red sweatshirt and his hair was messy. From his body
Judging from the smell of fermentation and the messy, almost tangled long hair and beard, he had not taken a shower for a long time. This man seemed to be frightened by Salomon.
"Who are you!" Fat house version Thor jumped up, and Sif's eyes almost popped out.
"Are you Thor? You're not..." She looked at the future God of Thunder up and down, especially his belly, "Why are you..."
"I..." Saul didn't bother to ask Salomon's identity. He was so embarrassed that he wanted to run away.
"This is Thor from the parallel world." Salomon quickly grabbed the future Thor, "I already talked with the future Stark, Bruce Banner and Steve in 2012.
We have reached an agreement." The Mystic Mage grabbed the red cotton sweatshirt that was full of dead house smell. He held it between two fingers to avoid getting chocolate stains on the clothes. "First of all, I will briefly explain, about
Your future has been determined, and I have experienced your future. So I will fight side by side with you to achieve the ending of returning the gems. But this is not important, because my shuttle plan will not be completed until a few years in the future.
conduct"
He paused and continued, "I think you have a lot to say now. Whether it's the female warrior behind me, or... hello, Queen of Heaven."
The fat house version of Thor's head almost dropped to his stomach.
Queen Frigga smiled and took Thor's hand. Future Thor didn't even have the slightest intention of resisting. He staggered over. Sif stepped forward hesitantly and looked at him suspiciously.
Sol in the future. After the explanation just now, she roughly understood what Salomon meant. This Sol was Sol in the future, but she didn't understand what happened to make Sol look like this.
Just like Volstagg, what will happen in the future? She is full of curiosity about the future.
"He is yours now, Queen of Heaven." Salomon bowed slightly, "Our destiny continues. In other words -"
"——There is still a chance to change." Thor sniffed and continued, "Although I don't know who you are, you seem to know what will happen in the future. You are still wearing Kama Taj's clothes.
, I want to invite you..."
"Of course, I will do it. I think this is the purpose of His Holiness asking me to come here." The Mystic Master took a step back, leaving space for others.
He seemed to be saying something that was beyond doubt.