"Constantine, bring me a divination report from today's New York Temple planetary defense system, a report from the time when the battle took place. A 12-inch parchment with the seal of Master Daniel Durham.
Sorry dear, I want to see the local news in Los Angeles. Let me see with my own eyes first if the locals saw anything. Wanda, please continue, Stephanie has called the congressman in Los Angeles. The police will not arrest you or do anything evil.
Spirit Knight. But just to be on the safe side, a local law firm hired by the Eternal City is on its way to serve you. No matter what questions the police ask you, you just insist on waiting for the lawyer. I don't want to see you arrested."
Salomon reached out to cover the microphone and said, "Contact the agent responsible for monitoring Wanda and ask him to submit a report. Damn it, you didn't notify me after something like this happened."
"Please don't blame Victoria Hand. My lord, not everyone can work 24 hours a day like us." The Imperial Guard suddenly interrupted in the communication channel, "It's too harsh on you.
There is no benefit to ruling. It is my duty as an advisor to remind you, isn't it? Ms. Wanda Maximoff, please stay calm, the Eternal City will not let anything happen to you."
The communication channel was silent for a while.
Salomon had to admit in his heart that he had done something wrong. He had ignored the gap between himself and ordinary people. It is not a commendable thing to ask others to meet his own standards, not to mention that Victoria Hand is still in charge today.
He has done a lot of work, and it would be unfair to be too harsh. "Okay, let's find an opportunity to give Agent Hand a day off." He muttered, "But not today. Purging yourself is not an excuse to affect the speed of intelligence transmission. Put the details in
Don’t worry about tomorrow’s to-do list.”
He tried to lean on the soft pillows of the sofa to make his spine easier. When he was watching the battle to eliminate the Skrulls this morning, the only thing he could lean on was a big stone. He was now planning to give it to Victoria Han.
What would be a better gift for a German agent?
"Okay, Wanda, keep talking, don't waste time."
"Oh oh oh! Mr. Reyes!" The scorching air rushed towards her face, and Wanda had to raise her arms to shield her eyes from looking directly into the flames. She felt that her skin was drying out and producing oil, as if she was in the middle of summer at noon.
Under the sun, the pores opened and released a lot of sweat. There was still a little flame sticking to the skin of her palm, but there was an invisible film between the flame and the skin, so Wanda was only exposed to
The damage was just a small burn, like blisters caused by touching the hood of a car that had been in the sun for a day.
Although it hurt, it did not affect her ability to continue casting spells to protect herself.
Just like Kamathaj asked the mystic to endure pain in close combat while remaining focused on casting spells, Salomon also asked Wanda to do the same. When the Maximov siblings were still locked in the castle prison, he
Just use thin needles to prick Wanda's skin repeatedly until she can recite the spell regardless of the pain. This test later escalated into a mental whip used by the caster to spur the slave to work, but it was a teaching version. Compared with the original version, it was like
It's the difference between cutting flesh and blood and caressing with feathers.
Compared with the sudden pain that directly stimulates the brain, this burn is nothing at all.
"I need you to calm down, Robbie Reyes!" Wanda took a deep breath of the hot air. She felt like she could smell the smell of the concrete floor after being exposed to the sun. She took a few steps away, put down her hands, and squinted.
Looking at the skeleton walking out of the sea of fire, he said, "I don't want to hurt you. Stop, stand there, I don't want to repeat it!"
"Chaos..." The Ghost Rider, whose body was burning with flames, pressed forward step by step. Wanda had to stretch out her hand, and a staff almost as long as her height appeared out of thin air, and was held tightly in her hand.
The top of the staff has a silver-plated python skull surrounded by a thick steel ring. The ring is surrounded by metal spikes arranged in a cross shape. She used this staff when the angels attacked New York.
The staff made by Salomon himself belongs to her. This is a true dual-purpose weapon, which can be used for both casting spells and melee combat. The result of being hit by a spiked ring is no less than being hit by a war hammer.
Bash.
The red non-slip rope tightly wrapped around the staff broke the blisters on her hands, and blood seeped into the handle. The smell of dried paint and the pain simultaneously inspired her desire to fight.
With the sound of rustling paper, Salomon interrupted this description.
"We know the result, Wanda, we want to know how you sent Ghost Rider to the ICU. Damn it, were there other forces involved? Why can't I see local news reports in Los Angeles? Contact the intelligence department.
, I want to know which force is involved in this matter."
"Wow! Almost every bone is broken. Blunt force trauma to the skull, puncture wounds. No organic damage to the brain, maybe because Ghost Rider didn't have a brain at that time. Robbie Reyes is counting on this to survive.
"It's gone." Joan of Arc pointed to a line of words in the medical report and said, her expression more exciting than when she was watching the TV series. "It seems that Wanda's attack was quite ruthless. She must have smashed the staff on the Ghost Rider's head.
. Ceresa, this is what we taught her, and she learned very quickly."
Bayonetta took the medical report, her face filled with relief, as if Wanda was her apprentice.
"I pressed Robbie Reyes under the house until he ran out of strength and returned to his human form." The tips of Wanda's high boots touched each other, and the pale light in the hospital corridor made her eyes dry.
"The police didn't show up until I sent him to the hospital. We fought for almost thirty minutes, and the police never showed up. This is a slum, teacher, and the police won't come to this place at night. They also dealt with three cases tonight
There's definitely no time to deal with the shooting."
"I don't think it's that simple. She must have smashed the staff on the Ghost Rider's head until he couldn't recover." Joan of Arc continued to complain, "Although I appreciate this approach, the magic
It's also important. Hey, use more magic, Wanda, you're a witch!"
Salomon immediately relaxed after repeatedly confirming that the battle had no impact on the spiritual world or the news level. He threw away the parchment and printer paper and retracted his seat, as if he was still watching
Just like the TV series. Bayonetta quietly loosened the ties of her silk pajamas with unobtrusive movements and leaned over quietly.
She was sure it was bedroom time next.
"As if you didn't cause trouble to the police, this battle set six houses on fire, blew up at least three ignition cans and four cars, and caused no less than five explosions. You should be lucky that no one lived there
There, otherwise not only the Ghost Rider will be held responsible, but also you. Now we can join forces with the police and claim that it was a natural gas pipeline explosion."
"Teacher, I have one last question. What is Chaos? Why does Ghost Rider keep saying this word?" Wanda asked, "I'm pretty sure he wanted to kill me. Robbie Reyes had absolutely no control over it.
it."
"You will know later, my good apprentice. Now go and perform the mission. You don't have time to think about other issues. I have to get the contract." Salomon glanced at Bayonetta and Joan of Arc and signaled.
They should stop talking, "This new Ghost Rider is too weak and shouldn't cause too much trouble. I suggest you go to Reyes' house to visit Gabe Reyes first, and then go to Robby Reyes' home to visit Gabe Reyes."
It will help you to bring him to the hospital before he wakes up. Move on, girl, I can't take care of you forever, you have to learn to make your own decisions."