This mansion in San Juan, Puerto Rico is built high up in the city and has a good ventilation design. The cool breeze flows slowly from the corridor, making people not feel stuffy even in summer, accompanied by the blooming flowers in the garden.
Flowers, this is the most enjoyable sight for everyone who travels to Puerto Rico. Agent Coulson looked at Whitehall's head being wrapped in a layer of eerie black mist. The originally cool breeze suddenly turned into a biting cold. This kind of coldness
It penetrated deep into the bone marrow and froze the soul. He saw the still warm head suddenly open its eyes, which were covered with a layer of sickly iron gray, and then took a long breath.
Salomon deliberately preserved his vocal cords and Adam's apple in order to allow Whitehall to speak again, but this purpose based on purely rational judgment made the scene in front of Agent Coulson seem even more horrifying - he saw
Whitehall's trachea was like a bloody worm going in and out of the broken neck, as if he was still alive. The dripping blood quickly turned black and red, like the putrid and disgusting mucus after the accumulated blood had coagulated. Accompanied by
With his hoarse and feeble breathing and the sound of thick blood bubbles that continued to swell and then burst, Whitehall seemed to have found his mind. His voice was extremely distant and weak, like a candle in the wind. Salomon held it tightly with one hand.
, it seems that Whitehall's soul is held in his hands.
The mystic mage whispered blasphemous words, causing the human head to let out a silent scream. Whitehall's soul was unwilling to surrender, but even death could not let him escape from Salomon's grasp. The terrifying magic aimed at the soul began from Salomon.
Lomon performed it in his hand. After a short "questioning", the mystic showed a satisfied smile.
"May, don't shoot!" Coulson reminded his companions loudly. To be honest, Salomon's current performance is so terrifying that any S.H.I.E.L.D. agent in his right mind would rank his threat level at the highest level at first glance
, and fired without hesitation. Although the casting time was short, the horror of this scene has already surpassed all horror movies on the market. Agent Coulson did not want his companions and Salomon to be injured. According to previous cases,
Salomon showed no mercy to anyone who attacked him.
"He's asking for information from Whitehall!" Agent Coulson wiped his forehead, being very careful not to touch his hairline, "I know it looks scary, but he is really helping us.
He's talking to the dead."
"Where is Skye? Why is he here?" Melinda May asked with a cold face. She lowered the muzzle of the gun, put her weight on her back feet, and prepared her waist, hips and legs for attack. There was absolutely no Salo in the plan.
Meng's location, where did this person jump out from? The instinct of an agent made her think about it involuntarily.
She thought that Agent Coulson might have been bewitched by magic, but the current situation was not enough to explain this fact. Although she had lowered the muzzle of her gun, she could still use a move to move, block, and beat her when necessary - so
At close range, fists are much easier to use than pistols. Her reaction and strength are enough to hit a vital part within one punch and kill someone.
She glanced at Salomon's standing posture and cautiously moved around to the blind corner of Salomon's sight.
"This is a long story, and now is not the time to tell it." Agent Coulson didn't mention the embarrassing striptease invitation. "He said it would be over soon, and we would know then that Skye had been raped."
Where is he being held?" Only then did Agent Coulson relax slightly and turned to look at Johnson, who was already unconscious. "Is there any information you can share now?"
Salomon did not answer. His spell-casting concentration state was not easily broken. During this process, the caster would not notice too much of the situation around him. After all, magic requires maximum concentration to cast, which is also spell-casting.
A required course for all teachers. Wanda Maximov practices this course every morning. The course schedule given to her by Salomon is based on the courses of the Magic University in another world. As the city of the famous Seven Sisters,
The success rate of spellcasters taught in this course is guaranteed.
After a while, Whitehall, who had only one head left, finally closed his mouth.
"The obelisk was taken underground." Salomon said with a confused face, "What does this mean?"
"Oh, so what did Whitehall say?" As a senior member of the sisterhood, Catherine has the authority to know about Hydra. She doesn't think it's surprising that an old Nazi who has survived to this day dies. She doesn't even care about Hydra.
The power of the Serpent. No one can threaten the Sisterhood and the Eternal City because her Lord is here.
"I said a lot." Salomon stepped up the cold and slippery rock steps, "But no one knows whether Whitehall will lie, so his head will be handed over to the biological laboratory for processing. They will perform an emergency autopsy.
Whitehall's head, using the latest analytical technology to repeatedly search his brain to ensure that all the information is true. Whitehall can die, but his knowledge cannot be wasted."
"Sovereign, please do not act alone in the future." Catherine said, "According to the rules set by Tita, you must have security forces around you. She formulated a complete set of duty schedules and detailed the battle plans of the mortal army and the sisterhood.
And plans for various situations. You can no longer run around casually, there are many people in this world who want your life!"
"Tsk!" Salomon smacked his lips.
Catherine has given up on counting the number of kills. The method of counting heads is meaningless to the undead army. Their souls already belong to the [Holy Source]. As long as they have armor, reborn, mindless undead soldiers can
Back on the battlefield. Even Jacob couldn't tell how many weapons he had hoarded a thousand years ago, and all the preparations he had made in the past had become trouble today.
Regardless of whether Salomon came or not, the Sisters were advancing steadily. However, the Lost City that was almost completed was too big, and Jacob had already foreseen that the city would be attacked, so he designed many shooting tunnels, but
There are secret passages for walking through, caves where soldiers are hidden, and lonely bridges across cliffs. This forces the Sisterhood to repeatedly clear an area, dig out all possible means to ensure that no undead legions remain, and retain manpower and automated machine gun towers to guard the main traffic routes.
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At the same time, Jacob's tribe also joined this action. The arrival of the Eternal City gave them hope of retaking their city with their own hands.
The place where Salomon and the Sisterhood fighters went was the storage location of the [Holy Source] marked by Jacob.
Laura originally wanted to come, but Salomon still persuaded her to go back because it was too dangerous. Unlike the combatants at the rear, they rushed all the way without stopping and had no intention of gradually clearing up. They threw them at the sisterhood.
The jar of Greek fire was stagnated in the air, and the mystic didn't even have the desire to look back. He waved his hand in boredom, and the burning compound flew back along the arc it came from, exploding on the frozen tower.
Immediately afterwards, arrows burning with blue flames fell like raindrops from the ruined towers and houses. Unexpectedly, Salomon and his party were ambushed. The mystic mage neatly took out his wand and fought back.
Use explosions and storms to push away everything that stood in front of them. Under such a fierce offensive, the ice that had been condensed for thousands of years melted and collapsed, and the kinetic energy of the fall smashed through the carefully constructed stone buildings and bronze statues.
Jacob invested all the wealth he collected along the way into the construction of this city, leaving nothing behind. It is not difficult to imagine that on a sunny day, this white city will sparkle and be full of art.
The bell tower of breath, the tower and people formed by the wisdom of wise men and craftsmen will be so beautiful. People in this city will be surrounded by the majestic bells and solemn hymns, wandering in the ocean of knowledge and reason.
This will be the kingdom of God on earth, and all beautiful things will be here. However, what they see in front of them is a dilapidated city - the columns have collapsed, the stone walls are covered with ice edges, and the wonderful murals and vaults are painted with
A layer of soot. The undead army mercilessly destroyed these crystallizations of art and wisdom, like a goat chewing oil paintings. They even used a trebuchet to attack Salomon. The violent rain of fire rained down from the top of the mountain, and Salomon only had time.
Casting a spell with an extreme chanting time to protect the Sisters will not save the beautiful works of art around them.
The towering city built on the mountain is now filled with ashes and dust.
They were standing in the circular lecture hall on the top of the mountain. The dome here had not yet been built. All the columns were covered with ice, and the gray-white soot was stained on it like an indelible stain. Going further up was a room called the Chamber of Souls.
That place is the final destination, and the things that the future Salomon gave to his current self are stored there. The [Holy Source] is not the only gift.
However, standing in front of them were hundreds of undead soldiers wearing armor and fully armed.