"You mean, you want to supervise me?" Nick Fury pushed the contract back, "Then who will supervise you? Even SHIELD is supervised by the World Security Council, but what about Kama Taj? Supreme
Where is the mage? And why do you say I will go to hell?"
"This contract is not a supervision, but a restriction. It restricts the two of us. This is not a devil's contract, but a contract with Emperor Weishan." Salomon said, "It seems that you still don't understand your position. Nick Fur
Rui, you want to use your position and analogy with the Sorcerer Supreme, but the two are very different. I have already told you that the Sorcerer Supreme sits on the throne, and there is no one on earth with a higher status than the Sorcerer Supreme.
people, and those higher-level beings - I have no right to reveal their names to you. Only a very few people can know them. If you insist on bringing Kama Taj into the supervision of SHIELD, then I
It can only be regarded as rebellion, and then you will be wiped out. As for why you are going to hell? Let’s see which of the Ten Commandments the agent profession violates."
This was Nick Fury's temptation. As the king of agents, every word he said was full of traps. But Salomon not only jumped over the trap this time, but also issued a warning to him. "You don't have it."
Give me a reason to sign the contract, the terms above are not suitable." Nick Fury was sitting on the office chair, his expression relaxed, as if the temptation just now had not hit a wall, and he had never said those words, "I can
We have no intention of placing Kamal Taj under supervision, and it is better to leave professional matters to professionals."
"I'm glad you have such an idea." Salomon moved his fingers and whispered a vague spell. The rapier originally placed at his feet jumped back into his hand. He chanted again
The spell turned the stabbing sword into a silver cane. Nick Fury couldn't help but narrowed his eyes - was this an illusion? Or a deformation? But in any case, these two magics can help the casters avoid the cameras.
"This is just a temporary illusion. I can't carry a stabbing sword around." Phoenix chirped. After hearing this sweet melody, Nick Fury's body movements became extremely slow. He could only
He watched helplessly as Salomon walked towards him with his rapier in hand, "I have always felt that words alone are not enough to impress you, so I decided to let you experience the madness of the magical world for yourself."
What he didn't say was, "If you still don't accept it, then I'll have to brainwash you into an idiot." Anyway, SHIELD is not an organization that must exist, and the capable Maria Hill can also do this job——
Probably, whatever.
Nick Fury felt Salomon press his forehead, and then he pulled himself up and pushed towards a circular door with rotating sparks. With his peripheral vision, he saw the big door burning with golden-red flames.
The bird also flew out together, flying straight into the sky. Salomon pushed him to a narrow street paved with black stone bricks. It had just rained here, and the stone bricks were still wet, but the air was very fresh.
It made Nick Fury's somewhat chaotic brain a little clearer.
But when he raised his head, he didn't think so anymore.
"This is an hallucination!" Nick Fury thought to himself. This must be an hallucination! Yes, I am a little dizzy now. This is a wizard's trick. These disgusting creatures all over the streets in front of me are just a trick of the mystic! The slimy and twisted reptiles are not at all
Doesn’t exist! This is the real world, a cramped and cold three-dimensional world, a world composed of precise and ruthless mathematics, a world composed of tiny particles that can be divided almost infinitely, not these crazy, fundamental
Made of non-existent creatures! These invisible things do not exist at all! These things do not exist at all!
He widened his bloodshot eyes to take in everything on the street. No, don't think about it, I'm an agent, I've seen fucking aliens, I've seen a fucking space fleet, these things don't matter
You want to drive me crazy! I know how incredible this world is, but it's not these! Come on, use any tricks you have! Don't create these illusions!
Suddenly someone pushed him from behind. Nick Fury staggered a step forward, threw himself behind an old man, and hugged the huge sticky black creature dragging behind the old man.
This creature has no limbs, a few weak tentacles protruding from its body, and a huge mouth full of spikes. It is like a mollusk. Nick Fury can feel the slimy surface and coldness of this creature.
body temperature. Before he could completely deny the existence of this thing, the creature opened its huge mouth and swallowed him in.
"What do you think of the world?" Salomon walked beside the old man. "Do you think some changes are a good thing?"
"Whatever." The old man with eyes looked at Salomon and said, "A little change is always a good thing. It's time to perform a new story."
"So, you don't mind the changes I bring?" Salomon asked.
"Just don't lose the Brisons' beer," muttered the old man, "and the croquettes. It would be a shame if those delicious things disappeared."
"I'll try my best, sir." The little mage raised his rapier (shaped like a cane), saluted, and stood there watching the old man push his bicycle and disappear around the corner. He didn't expect that he would meet this big boss.
But luckily, the boss doesn't care about his existence, which is a good thing.
Salomon looked back at the huge black worm squatting in the middle of the street. Its belly was bulging, as if there was something moving inside. The mystic walked over and stabbed the worm to death with his stabbing sword.
, then cut open its belly, and Nick Fury rolled out, covered in digestive juices.
As soon as he came out, he lay on the ground and kept vomiting, causing pedestrians on the street to cast surprised looks at him. In fact, before Salomon rescued him, pedestrians who couldn't see the black worm could only see one with a weird posture.
The black man in the black leather coat was struggling on his hands and knees. At that time, they thought it was some kind of comic performance. But Salomon, a neatly dressed young gentleman holding a cane, received many smiles. He did not forget to pick up the cane before leaving the office.
My own little cloak.
Nick Fury wiped away the vomit with his hands and climbed up on his hands and knees. "Where are we?" he asked, "Aren't these your tricks?"
He accepted it quickly. After all, anyone swallowed by a huge black worm would quickly accept the existence of these creatures.
"We are in Amsterdam." Salomon covered his nose to avoid inhaling the disgusting smell. He said, "The guy who swallowed you was a spiritual leech. Don't worry, it's not too harmful.
It can only absorb some happiness, and anyone it encounters will kill it easily. This is just the weakest enemy in the magical world. Do you still think ordinary people's weapons are useful to it?"
Nick Fury quietly glanced at his phone. He could see the time in the mirror dimension. He also counted his heartbeats silently. Although it was a little inaccurate, it didn't even take Salomon a few seconds to get from New York to Amsterdam.
"Can your portal teleport this far?" He gave up the idea of calling for reinforcements and instead asked Salomon, "Is this how you go from London to New York?"
"Yes, but I opened the portal in another plane at that time, so no one found me. And because I was not familiar with the Tri-Wing Building, I spent a long time wandering around the SHIELD headquarters before I found you.
office." Salomon snapped his fingers and turned around to leave. All the sticky digestive juices on Nick Fury's body disappeared, his leather clothes became fresh and clean, and the magic that allowed people to see abnormal existences was gone.
Canceled it, after all, those things are really off-putting.
"That's a good trick." Nick Fury raised his eyebrows. He quickened his pace and caught up to ask, "Which floors did you go to?"
"I don't remember." Salomon replied. It seemed that he was not worried about Nick Fury's extreme behavior at all. This is also true. Now Nick Fury no longer cares about what Salomon saw at SHIELD headquarters.
What's the matter? He is the only one who knows the real trump card, and Captain Marvel can only be regarded as one of his trump cards.
"Aren't you afraid of a war between SHIELD and Karma Taj?" Nick Fury asked.
"You can't find us unless you stop me on my way to school like today. Even if you use nuclear bombs, you can't do anything to the magicians. This is the fact." Salomon said, "Other mystics are not so free.
, I am the only one who needs to go to school. But there is nothing I can do about it. Your Majesty is not only my teacher, but also the number one magician in the universe. I must obey His Majesty’s orders.”
"So, you are the most valued disciple of the Supreme Mage. Are you capable of negotiating cooperation with SHIELD? From what you say, it seems that there are magicians on other planets."
"No, I don't have this authority, and Kamal Taj will not cooperate with SHIELD. This is never possible, unless you can provide information about black magic creatures - after all, Kamal Taj's intelligence sources in the world are weak.
, it is impossible to find werewolves and vampires as soon as they appear. This is not the function of the planetary defense system." Salomon said, "Also, magicians are all over the universe, and other planets naturally have magicians, even Sk.
The Lu people also have their own magicians. If you are interested, I can also take you around and tell you a little secret - the Skrulls originated from the earth."
"Ignoring this, there is another question." Nick Fury asked, "Why Amsterdam? Are you here to take me to meet someone?"
"Why do you think so?" Salomon stopped and raised his head in confusion, "This is Amsterdam, that's all."
"Then why did you bring me here?" Nick Fury also widened his eyes.
"Come and have something to eat. I just wanted to eat French fries. Is there anything wrong with coming to Amsterdam if you want to eat French fries? The French fries here are the best in the world." Salomon raised his legs and walked towards the street.
In a store, after placing his order, he motioned to Nick Fury to pay, "One for you, one for me, and one without sauce."
"Who is the last one for?" The director of S.H.I.E.L.D. took his own portion of fries, "Are you really here to meet someone?"
"No." Salomon threw down a French fries at random, and after feeding a few pigeons, he lifted up the French fries without sauce. Suddenly, the fire appeared out of thin air and disappeared out of thin air. In Salomon's hand
The fries disappeared even with the cone-shaped box. He said, "This is for Phoenix. I'm worried that it will lose fur after eating salt."