Compared with the previous missions that were full of killing, blood and conspiracy, this mission was as quiet as a walk in the woods. This is both an adjective and a verb, but Wanda did not understand Salomon’s rhetoric at the first time.
A little joke made in school - Normally no one would be able to understand such a very obscure joke. It was not until Wanda and Salomon started to use magic to communicate and convey her thoughts and intentions that Salomon was understood.
He said that he had never seen a spell that could achieve immortality through ceramicization and vitrification, but he could still figure out a few spells, and he told Wanda those spells on the spot. After all, they were only experimental spells, and even if they were cast, they would not work.
There would be no consequences. The scarlet magic power erupted into bright sparks in Wanda's hands, and the weed in her hand was broken cleanly.
"This is more like a curse." Wanda made a judgment.
"Yes, my apprentice. Just like the spell that turns a person into a pillar of salt, vitrification and ceramicization are more like curses. The witch cursed herself and Basabas, which can prove her attainments in black magic.
, but her spells are not consistent with her actions. If she is so powerful, she could have killed the vampire she created thirty years before I arrived, which may prove that that power does not belong to her."
Salomon dug up the ground and took out a yellowed werewolf skull from the shallow pit. After so many years, even the cursed flesh and blood had long since rotted away and became a meal for the decomposers underground - a deadly meal.
.If there is enough light, Wanda can see the dead insect corpses next to the corpse. The insect corpses attract other insects, and the curse slowly spreads along the insect's thin legs and passages until it is completely exposed to the sun and finally dies.
But even without the use of naked eyes, Wanda's sixth sense can clearly see the tiny traces of curses that are as dense as spider webs under the ground. It is as if the sixth sense has become the first sense, replacing the naked eyes to observe the world.
Salomon did not purify the werewolf's filthy flesh and blood, resulting in no grass growing here. There were conspicuous elongated scars on the skull, and the fangs scattered on the ground were shattered like cookie crumbs. "I should have beaten him first.
I punched it, knocked out its teeth, and then embedded my long knife into its brain. I am really grateful to Kama Taj for the hanging ring. It can not only be used as a magic weapon but also as a weapon. If it were not like this
If it were, its teeth would have cut open my skin long ago." The mystic mage snorted a few times, trying to blow away the rotten smell accumulated in the ground. His fingers groped along the mandible, and he was satisfied when he touched a break.
He nodded, "I smashed its bones from the beginning. No wonder it couldn't open its mouth to bite me at that time."
"Do you still remember the situation at that time?"
"Yes." The secret mage lowered his gaze, as if he smelled the bad breath full of corruption again, and saw the beast's eyes that were congested and as muddy as dirty glass. Blood and rage were his only gains during that period.
Death and fire were gifts to this town. "A total of fifty-six werewolves, twenty-two vampires who were about to degenerate into ghouls, and two hundred and forty-four victims, including tourists and locals, but not
Not all. The vampires of Basabas have been at war with those ghouls for thirty years. As the source of the bloodline, he had the upper hand in the face of those ghouls. The last inhuman monster in Corinth Town was buried by me
Two hundred meters away from here, there has not been a single murder in Corinth since then. This unlucky guy attacked me on his own initiative, so I covered up his body on the spot."
"You killed them all by yourself?"
"Basabas volunteered to die, which saved me a lot of energy." The mystic mage nodded, "That was my first official mission. It took me a long time to clean up all the people in the town.
The guy who eats." He dropped the shovel and held the skull, "Follow my spirit and explore together, Wanda, please remember not to cross the line. We still have many corpses to dig out tonight, and this is the fifth
indivual."
The Cheshire Cat came over and sniffed its owner's clothes. It looked at Salomon with its round cat eyes in disbelief, seeming to be shocked by the smell of the mystic. Bayonetta also came over and smelled it.
"Are you going to play in the mud, boy?" She ruffled the mystic's hair condescendingly, "Well, it looks like this. Can't your entertainment problem be solved at home, and you need to toss and turn in the mud?"
Even the Cheshire Cat wouldn't do that."
"It just scratches the cat litter all over the floor."
"Ha! You are worse than the Cheshire Cat now. But don't change the subject and tell me what happened to the girl you brought back." Bayonetta carefully used her fingers to clean away the hair from Salomon's hair.
Fallen leaf fragments and dust, while asking about the situation. She was wearing a thin black gauze pajamas and black lace suspenders, and her beautiful body was looming with her movements. Salomon sighed - "Please remember not to cross the line."
Despite his warning, the attraction of Sithorne's black magic to her was too strong. The impulse brought to her by the slimy and greasy mental undercurrent was like standing on a tall building and looking down. She must always control it.
He had to resist his urge to jump down. At the same time, in order to prevent Wanda from actually doing something, Salomon had to guard her closely and keep a close eye on her mental state. If there was anything wrong, he would immediately withdraw and save her.
Wanda's spirit was brought back into her own body.
However, the workload tonight was really heavy, and Wanda finally saw some things she shouldn't have seen.
"When she wakes up tomorrow morning, she will lose all her memory of today." Salomon's eyes flashed before his and Wanda's final discovery. The beautiful witch came from England, and they passed through the werewolf and vampire.
The remains continued to trace back to the source of the curse, so they also saw the childhood memories of the witch. This is a séance spell, not much different from a medium's channeling.
Joan of Arc nodded, indicating that the girl's mental condition had improved a lot after losing her memory. With the potion prepared by the witch, Wanda could have a good sleep in the guest room. "Daughter of Chaos." The white-haired witch sipped.
Pouting her lips, "Kama Taj is trying to control her?"
"It's observation." The Mystic Mage shook his head and pushed away the pet cat that tried to bite his hand. "She is the best channel for the Great Demonic Shadow to come to the world. Through her, we can observe the Great Demonic Shadow within the seal of the Earth Mother.
In this state, I observed her etheric body just like observing the tide of magic power. In order to prevent her from losing control, I educated her."
"You Karma Taj always like to take advantage of others." Jeanne expressed her opinion, and then stared at him viciously. Salomon smiled helplessly. The witch is also the blade of Karma Taj, but she uses
To deal with the angels. Salomon was originally sent to them to monitor them in order to kill them when they lost control. This task still exists, and Bayonetta and Joan of Arc are also aware of it. They
They also know what choice Salomon will make. They don't mind this, because this is Salomon's lifelong responsibility, not just for them. But this does not prevent Bayonetta from taking advantage of Salomon's little heart.
of guilt.
When Salomon buried his head in her chest and took a deep breath, the black-haired witch made a face at Joan of Arc.
"You brought another woman back, you playboy."
"Forgive me, Bayonetta, there's jet lag after all."