Chapter 287 The Head of the Demon God Pillar (Second Update!)

"Your brother told me in the morning that you were coming." In the corridor covered with marble tiles, a middle-aged and elderly black lady who looked a bit strong stood in front of Anna, "I also know what you are going to do, Anna."

"Very well, then let me... and my friends go to meet my mother." Anna hung the windbreaker in her arms, holding the thin gray windbreaker in both hands, she tilted her head, her short hair was dangling playfully. Anna stopped, propped herself up on one leg, and seemed to want to have a good talk with Dr. Hastings.

"I told him that this is not a good idea." Dr. Hastings glanced at Damon who was standing beside Anna. His eyes wandered and he did not make contact with Dr. Hastings. Anna also glanced at her brother. "Oh? What did he say?"

"Let me tell you, now is not a good time to contact your mother." Dr. Hasting was not angry at Anna's faux pas and Damon's evasion, "Your mother had a bad time last night...that thing is tormenting her."

"Then she will be better after seeing me?" Anna expressed distrust unceremoniously, "You will know after trying, won't you? You have let her down for twenty years, and now it seems that there may be a new beginning!"

She doesn't like this man, Dr. Hastings is just an ordinary person, she can't do anything, she can put Anna's mother in a mental hospital is already the greatest help. Anna doesn't like Dr. Hasting's use of psychological behavior to explore her mother. Dr. Hasting knows that her mother is possessed, and the source of funding for this mental hospital is the Vatican. Anna thinks that Dr. Hastings just wanted to use her mother as an exorcism sample - otherwise the doctor would not have suggested that Damon should spend his spare time doing exorcisms.

"I don't know what you said to your brother." Dr. Hastings was still not angry, "but your mother is my patient, and I won't let you see her alone, let alone your unknown friend. If you want to go in, then I will come with you."

Anna sneered twice, and her high heels stepped heavily on the ground. She moved closer to Dr. Hastings. "You know, if I want to see her, you can't stop me." Anna put her hands on the doctor's shoulders, and the rough coat fabric on the doctor's shoulder pads made her a little uncomfortable, "doctor."

"There are surveillance everywhere here, do you really think that making a fuss won't affect you?"

Anna shrugged artificially. Dr. Hastings repeated what she had said before, and she didn't look like she was going to back down. "That's the only way." The doctor shook his head, not caring about Anna's cold gaze, "That's the only way."

"Okay, Anna, Dr. Hastings is a responsible person, and my mother is her patient." Damon tried to separate his sister from Dr. Hastings, and his actions exposed Salomon who was hiding behind Anna. Facing Dr. Hasting's questioning gaze, Salomon rolled his eyes.

"My God," he said, "I know I'm tall, and Anna is tall, so why don't I hide for a while? Anna, do you think I like meeting strangers?"

"You were very enthusiastic when you came to see me." Anna tilted her head teasingly.

Dr. Hasting gestured for Anna to explain with his eyes, but Anna pretended not to look away and turned to look out the window. She continued to support her body on one leg, looking very relaxed, as if she didn't care about Dr. Hastings at all.

"He is a wizard. You should know that we are not professionals. He has similar talents as me..." Damon coughed twice, continuing the awkward atmosphere. After Damon explained it to Dr. Hastings, the attending physician and the director of the St. Teresa Mental Hospital nodded dubiously.

"Is he going to see your mother too, Damon?" asked Dr. Hastings. After getting a positive answer from Damon, the doctor looked at the mystic. "He will be under my supervision," said the doctor, "no exceptions."

"But I refuse to be responsible for your safety." Salomon took Anna's hand, and he said to the doctor, "Although it is my responsibility to help ordinary people involved in magical accidents, I can't stop those who deliberately get involved. Good luck, doctor. Anna, tell me, where is your mother? You can feel the devil."

"Well, Well, Well, it's wonderful." When Salomon walked into the ward with the others, he found that the white-haired woman who had just been sitting on the iron bed in a daze suddenly turned her head. Like an owl on the trail of a mouse, she twisted her neck to an angle almost impossible for a human.

"My daughter, my son, and you, Solomon, Kinslayer, Lord of the Temple." Anna and Damon's mother stared at Solomon with almost bright eyes, and her head followed the steps of the mystic until he stood in front of her. Damon and Dr. Hastings were a little curious, because before that, the thing's attention would be focused on Damon, and the devil always used a cold tone to destroy Damon's heart—but this time, the devil didn't care about Damon or Anna, and its attention was on the new wizard.

"It seems that my daughter has brought you here." The devil said in the hoarse voice of an old woman. "Is she your new lover? Sorry, I forgot, but you have more than one lover. Are you satisfied with my daughter, Lord of the Temple?"

"We don't know each other that well, Marduk." Salomon's voice was so cold that it made people tremble. This was only the beginning of a hostile conversation, but Salomon felt that his words seemed to interrupt what Marduk was going to say next.

"Not so familiar?" The old woman lowered her head. "In the past, I was called a god," said the devil. "Not only did I make the crops more productive, but I also influenced the sun. I ruled thunderstorms, war and magic. In the Temple of Essagira, I sat in the seat of the main god."

Suddenly, the devil's anger exploded.

"Not so familiar!" It sat up from the bed at once, the devil opened his hands, behind him was the illusion of the flood and the scorching sun, and in the illusion of the flood, there was also a giant snake. The devil opened his mouth, and his voice was deafening and harsh, "Look at me, Solomon! I am the eldest son of Enki, born in Apsu, and I am the incarnation of water! I am the patron saint of Babylon, I am the king who rules the East, and I subdued Tiamat! My right hand is a giant hammer, and my left hand is thunder and lightning! I am Amal-Utuq, I am Mar-Duku, I am the king of gods, the lord of all directions! I am the greatest enemy of Jehovah!"

Dr. Hastings clutched the rosary, and Damon and Anna had covered their heads as early as Marduk's proclamation. Only Salomon looked at it unaffected, and the mystic's expression didn't change at all—Dormammu's voice was also very loud. After more than ten years of training, this little magic shock still couldn't affect him.

"I can give you a little hint, Solomon." The devil relaxed, and it smiled. "Seventeen years ago, when you were born, I tried to come to the main material plane to kill you. But in the end, your teacher stopped me. Do you know what she said-'When he is ready to accept his fate, you must obey him'. Later, Belial gave you the contract again, and it was then that I knew that you are really you, and the contract is really valid. But Ancient One forgot one thing, and Belial also Forget one thing, and that is that I will no longer obey like I did more than two thousand years ago, Solomon!"

"Are you going to go by yourself, or should I help you?" the mystic said impatiently.

"It seems that you still haven't remembered my identity. My lord, I also signed a contract with the Witch Clan. They are all of your bloodline. The knowledge of sex and love handed down by their clan all originated from me. The last reminder, Solomon, the spell that the Witch Clan summons me is:

Vomit power

EX FA. "

"You are..." The mystic seemed to think of something, which he generally classified as nonsense.

"That's right! My king!" The devil bent slightly, and it looked at Salomon with mocking eyes, "I am the head of your loyal Demon God Pillar, the number one Demon God Pillar Baal! Hahahahahahaha!"

Baal was originally the god of the Phoenicians, representing the symbol of the rich culture of the Phoenicians, not only the god of the sun but also the god of agriculture. After the fall, he became the demon god of King Solomon's seventy-two pillars. It is described that Baal, the demon god, has three heads, namely a human, a cat and a big frog. The body is a human or a spider, with a cat's tail and claws, and a spider's eight legs. In the medieval hell, there are 60,000 ghost kings.

Marduk is called Bel or Baal Bali in demonology, that is, Baal, the head of the demon pillar.

It's actually the same.