Chapter 177 Strict rules (first update!)
In the dark quiet room, there are only a few bright yellow candles that can barely see the furnishings. The flickering magic power in the cauldron of the universe is like colorful stars, which are constantly forming and bursting like endless bubbles. On bubbles large and small, images of the past, present and future flashed away.
Salomon frowned and sat on the red silk cushion in front of the cauldron of the universe, with a dissatisfied look on his face. What S.H.I.E.L.D. has done with Ghost Rider really dissatisfied him. He has given S.H.I.E.L.D. enough time, so he doesn’t want to care about what Nick Fury is doing now , It is imperative to interview Ghost Rider.
He wasn't too worried that seeing Ghost Rider would endanger his own safety. Regardless of whether the Spirit of Vengeance attached to Johnny Blazer, the elemental demon Zatanos, or even a mixture of the two, they were all extradimensional creatures in the final analysis. He can bring Phoenix, which writes poems and publishes it on the Internet every day, whose tweets can temporarily expel creatures from outer dimensions back to their own dimension. If he finds the Ghost Rider, Phoenix is indispensable.
As for the fat cat, Salomon didn't plan to bring it. He put the Cheshire cat in Bayonetta's place. He didn't plan to let the magic pet play until the Cheshire cat lost weight. . Not an inch of fat on this fat cat is worthless, and Rodin's painstakingly crafted cat-assassin costume wouldn't fit him.
Salomon remembered the muffled sound of the Cheshire Cat jumping off the cabinet. At that time, he and Joan were worried that the residents downstairs would run up to protest!
Suddenly, Salomon jumped up from the cushion in front of the cauldron of the universe. Literally jumped up. At the same time, the twinkling starlight instantly turned into a crimson hellfire, and the bursting flames soared into the sky, licked the ceiling, and then went out quickly, but the burnt smell of wood fibers and the choking smoky smell were still there. It overflowed the whole room.
Salomon hadn't fully figured out what was going on, because he was caught off guard by this windfall. He spat out the name with a hoarse throat: "Mephisto!"
No, it's impossible!
Hasn't Mephisto's avatar already been captured by the Sorcerer Supreme? It is absolutely impossible for the king of hell to escape from the hands of the supreme mage! The mystic's eyes widened and he took a breath. He felt the fine sweat on his back, and the itching all over his body. As he recalled what he had seen, and the fleeting glimpse of Mephisto's avatar from the cauldron of the universe, something was wrong.
The sweat became icy cold, clinging to his back, cooling his mind a little in the hot room, sobering him up a bit.
too weak.
That's right, it's too weak!
Deciphering Salomon's eagle eye spell is a skill, and counterattacking with this spell is also a skill, but the counterattack spell is not much bigger than a fireball spell. Although Mephisto's power from the cauldron of the universe burned to the ceiling, but this power is far from what Mephisto should have. Salomon suspected that even if the flames of hell did not have the cauldron of the universe Squeeze and probably not cook a chicken well enough.
Therefore, the mystic can only assume that Mephisto has more than one incarnation in the world. Since the last incarnation was captured by the Supreme Mage, Mephisto's body in hell has increased its vigilance, and has withdrawn the power of most of the incarnations of the main material plane, so as to avoid losses after being captured by the Supreme Master.
It can only be said that Mephisto is worthy of being a devil, and he treats his incarnation so harshly, everything is based on his own profit as the highest criterion. Salomon pushed back the wet curly black hair on his forehead, and sat down in front of the cauldron of the universe again. He opened the window and let out the lingering smoke—since Ghost Rider might have Mephisto on the ground, it meant he was in the right place. He used the cosmic cauldron to perform the "Eagle Eye" technique before, which saved his life, otherwise those hell flames would directly burn his eyes.
Salomon took out his wand, put it near his mouth, and whispered a spell. Immediately afterwards, a long, slender white note full of words spit out from the tip of his staff and flew out along the window-he was informing the Supreme Master about Mephisto. As for himself, he will use the cosmic cauldron to continuously monitor the traces of Mephisto's incarnation and Ghost Rider until someone takes over his work.
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Mordo took over the job. Since Salomon was born, the situation of smuggling from the lower plane has become more and more serious. Coupled with the experiments conducted by SHIELD in New Mexico, the entire Karma Taj mystics have been busy, except for hunting down cults in East Africa and Canada. Casilios of the group and the deacons of the London Temple and the New York Temple, only Modu, who was left to recuperate, and some mystics who took turns to deal with this matter.
However, when Salomon opened the door of the quiet room, he found that Modu standing at the door had a bad complexion. He seemed to have been turned up a level of brightness, his cheeks were wet, his breathing was heavy, and he seemed to have just experienced Had a serious illness. "You should take a good rest." Salomon turned sideways and let Modu walk in. "Your injury is not easy to heal. Positive energy cannot repair the cracks on the bones."
"Don't worry, I'm fine, I don't feel any pain anymore." Modu shook his head and sat in the seat where Salomon was sitting before, "I'm still competent for such a job."
Salomon shrugged, and according to Modu's instructions, he handed over the control of Eagle Eye to him. Salomon reminded Mordo that he must remember to cast the fire prevention spell - although the cauldron of the universe can block the attack, the ceiling cannot.
"I think what you should do now is to repair the ceiling, and then repair the two long scratches in the hall." Modu didn't seem to care about Salomon's suggestion at all, "Also, you'd better Explain why you use the cauldron of the universe?"
"Ghost Rider, Mordo." Salomon leaned on the door. He looked at the light that looked like a gaseous nebula, and said slowly, "I don't know why His Holiness would let Ghost Rider wander outside, so I just want to see where that guy is..."
"Everything His Holiness does has a purpose, but we can't understand it." Modu shook his head, and turned his gaze back to the cauldron of the universe, "And you didn't have permission to use this magic weapon."
"The point is, I saw Mephisto. I remember I said it." Salomon shook his head, "The avatar captured by His Holiness was not the only one. We don't know why Mephisto Putting more incarnations on the earth, we don’t know why he appeared near the Ghost Rider, but he must have his own purpose. This purpose is definitely not a good thing, we must at least be prepared.”
"These are not your business, Salomon!" Modu said without turning his head. His tone became severe, "His Holiness already knows everything. I thought you would follow the rules of Karma Taj better than me, but everything you did today is breaking the rules!"
"I believe His Holiness must be aware of my behavior, at least before I use the cosmic cauldron to observe, His Holiness is aware." Salomon pouted, "His Holiness didn't stop me, which means he acquiesced to my actions .And...Mo Du, you are not like this usually."
"I usually indulge you too much." Modu didn't look at Salomon with his protruding eyes, and Salomon couldn't see his expression clearly, "You are very talented, and you have been very sensible since you were young. , but you have changed since you met the witch. I will talk to the venerable later, you should stay away from the witch."
"Are you sure it's not due to the physical effects of puberty?"
"I know why, Salomon. Now, go and apologize to His Holiness."
Ask for a ticket! !
