Chapter 943 The purpose of the staff (first update)
"Constantine, help me get a divination report for today's New York Temple planetary defense system, a report from the time when the battle took place. 12-inch parchment, the one stamped by Master Daniel Durham. Sorry honey, 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 evil Spirit Knight. But just to be on the safe side, a local law firm hired by the Immortal 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 put his hand over the microphone and said, "Contact the agent responsible for monitoring Wanda and ask him to file a report as well. 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 interjected in the communication channel, "It's too strict for 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 ignored the gap between himself and ordinary people. It is not praiseworthy to ask others to meet his own standards, not to mention that Victoria Hand is still responsible for a lot of work today. It is really 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 on tomorrow's to-do list and never do it next time."
He tried to lean against the soft pillows of the sofa to ease his spine. The only thing he could lean on while watching the Skrull purge this morning was a large rock. He was now thinking about what gift to give to Agent Victoria Hand.
"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 like her skin was drying out and producing oil, as if she were under the midday sun in midsummer, with her pores opening to release 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 the only injury Wanda suffered was just a small burn, just like touching There were blisters on the hood of a car that had been exposed to the sun for a day.
Although it hurt, it didn't stop her from continuing to cast spells to protect herself.
Just like Karma Taj asked the mystic to remain focused on casting spells while enduring pain in close combat, so Salomon asked Wanda to do the same. When the Maximoff siblings were still in the castle prison, he repeatedly poked Wanda's skin with thin needles until she could 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. It was just a teaching version. Compared with the original version, it was like the difference between cutting flesh and stroking 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, and she felt like she could smell the smell of the concrete floor after being exposed to the sun. She took a few steps back, put down her hands, and narrowed her eyes at the skeleton walking out of the sea of fire, "I don't want to hurt you. Stop and 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, and since then This staff made by Salomon himself belongs to her. This is a true dual-purpose weapon that can be used for both spellcasting and melee combat. The result of being hit by the spiked ring is no less than being hit by a war hammer.
The red non-slip rope tightly wrapped around the staff broke the blisters on her hands, blood seeped into the handle, and the smell of dried paint and pain simultaneously inspired her desire to fight.
With the sound of rustling paper, Salomon interrupted the description.
"We know the result, Wanda, we want to know how you sent Ghost Rider to the ICU. Damn it, are 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, probably because Ghost Rider didn't have a brain at that time. Robbie Reyes is counting on this to survive. It's over." Joan of Arc said, pointing to a line of words on the medical report, her expression even more exciting than when she was watching TV series. "It seems like Wanda's attack was quite ruthless. She must have hit the Ghost Rider's head with the staff. Ceresa, this is what we taught her. She learns 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 took him to the hospital. We fought for almost thirty minutes and the police never showed up. This is a ghetto, teacher, and the police don't come here at night. They also dealt with three shootings tonight. I definitely don’t have time to take care of this matter.”
"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 Important too. Hey, use more magic, Wanda, you're a witch!"
This was indeed the case, Wanda didn’t even know where she got such strength. At that time, she closed her eyes, opened her mouth, screamed, and smashed everything without knowing what she hit.
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 a TV series. Bayonetta quietly loosened the ties of her silk pajamas with an inconspicuous movement and leaned in quietly.
She was sure it was bedroom time next.
"As if you didn't cause any 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 glad that no one lived there There, otherwise it's not just Ghost Rider but you who will be held responsible. Now we can join forces with the police and claim 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 not talk, "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 up, girl, I can't take care of you forever, you have to learn to make your own decisions."
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