NOVEL NEXT witcher in marvel
Chapter 69 Vitality Curse
Chapter 69 Vitality Curse
"God, hand over your strength!"
Jacob turned his gun and aimed at Randolph.
A group of fanatical "believers" spread out in a fan shape, and each took out their weapons, such as pistols, shotguns, machetes, chainsaws... every move was full of arrogance and madness.
Randolph laughed angrily: "Since you call me a god, do you think these things can subdue me?"
"No!"
Jacob showed a gloomy smile, his eyes full of longing, raised his fist to the top of his head, and saluted provocatively, "However, I know from the notes of my ancestors that if you lose the divine weapon, you will also lose most of your divine power... ..."
Finally, he roared: "We won't give you a chance to get the artifact!"
Bang bang bang!
The moment Jacob's voice fell, several people with guns fired at the same time.
The gunfire sounded like fried beans, leaving traces on Randolph.
Of course, with these low firepower, they could only tear his clothes apart.
Compared with the fragile bodies of people on Earth, the bodies of Asgardians are like steel, but no matter how strong the steel is, it can be forged into waste.
Randolph, who hadn't fought for nearly a thousand years, his combat skills have long since been abandoned, was beaten back and forth by a group of inferior gunmen.
Maybe he's not that inferior, he's just hesitating, hesitating.
If he kills a lot today, there will never be a peaceful day in the future.
However, if these insiders are not killed, it seems that he will not have a peaceful life.
Randolph, who only had girl-picking skills in his mind, was tangled into a mess.
Sudden……
A muffled gunshot exploded from the chaos of gunfire.
The next moment, Jacob's head exploded.
The scattered brains and bone fragments made the "believers" pause.
"Jacob!!"
The woman who was always by Jacob's side had an unusual relationship with him. Seeing that Jacob was shot in the head, she immediately screamed.
However, just as the scream rose, another dull shot rang out, and her head exploded into pieces.
"who is it?"
"There are snipers!"
"Scatter! Scatter!"
The two leaders died one after another, which made the guys named "believers" who were actually "thugs" wake up a lot in an instant, and they scattered in all directions clamoring.
However, "sniper rifle" suddenly switched to "Gatling".
Large pieces of bullets fell overwhelmingly, and before a group of thugs could see who the enemy was, or even where the bullets came from, they were all torn to pieces by the metal storm.
The corpses riddled with holes were scattered all over the ground, and fragments of flesh and blood covered the gate of the chapel.
Randolph's face was gloomy, and he thought that a big force was eyeing him.
However, he waited in the chapel for a long time, but he didn't see anyone coming in to negotiate. Instead, he heard the vague sound of sirens.
He pursed his lips and stroked his satchel, his seemingly vain but strong body jumped up, crashed through the attic window and jumped out.
After Randolph quickly left the monastery, Bai Jinglan emerged from the shadows, looked at his retreating back and smiled.
Take his stuff and help him out of trouble.
Fair and reasonable.
Bai Jinglan looked at the sea of blood outside, waved his hand, and the northern Cangtan quickly opened, melting all the flesh and blood into nothingness, and then opened the portal to go home before the police came over.
As for how Randolph returns to Spain, he doesn't need to pay special attention to it. This old guy has lived for thousands of years, so he must have his own channel of activity. Doubtful.
As long as he buries the fake cane, this memory will be automatically erased.
Randolph continued to be his university professor quietly, and Bai Jinglan probably would not have the opportunity to contact him again in the future.
He returned to his villa in New York before noon.
Max was still awake from the dream, Bai Jinglan didn't bother her, she cooked some food on her own, climbed onto the bed after eating, leaned on the fragrant Max, picked up the book "Eighteen Scroll through Anthology of Curse of the Century.
The magical destructiveness of the Harry Potter world isn't overwhelming, but it's brilliant and interesting in some ways.
Bai Jinglan had read "Standard Spells" before. It was a textbook for junior students at Hogwarts. It recorded relatively simple and elementary spells. Although it was slightly different from the magic system of this world, it was generally readable. understandable.
In comparison, "Anthology of Curses in the Eighteenth Century" is much more advanced, and it should be an elective book after reaching a certain stage.
Bai Jinglan was very interested in one of the spells - the activating spell.
It sounds big, but it's actually very common.
In the world of "Harry Potter", magicians make various instruments run automatically, using this activation spell.
It doesn't really bring dead things back to life, but makes dead things repeat actions for a certain period of time.
For example, a magician cooks a meal, cuts vegetables with a kitchen knife, and stirs them in a pot. As long as the activation spell is cast on the kitchen utensils, they can repeat this process continuously without any mistakes.
Bai Jinglan plans to learn this spell first, and then go to some kitchen utensils used by senior chefs. In the future, even the process of cooking can be saved. One activation spell can get everything done, and you can eat whatever cuisine you want.
Of course, the ingredients will not be created out of nothing, he has to prepare them in advance.
Others, such as the traceless stretching spell, permanent paste spell, copy spell, forget spell, repair spell, cleaning spell, etc., are also relatively practical and interesting little spells.
In fact, there are similar magics in this world, but who makes the bosses everywhere!
The magic of "Harry Potter" is better, so you don't have to worry about being billed by the demon gods.
Suddenly, several hours passed.
The brilliance of the sky penetrated through the milky white curtains, and shrouded Max's face dimly. Her eyelids trembled slightly, and her eyes slowly opened, feeling a little dazed for a moment. The unfamiliar ceiling, the unfamiliar furniture, Unfamiliar beds and...unfamiliar touches.
She frowned slightly, and realized that she was hugging something warm, lowered her eyes slightly, and saw a slender and warm arm.
Her long hair fell across her cheeks, and her head was resting lightly on this arm.
"woke up?"
A familiar yet unfamiliar voice woke her up from her ignorance.
Max turned her head to look at Bai Jinglan, and saw that he was holding a book in the other hand, looking at her with burning eyes, with a mysterious smile on his face, which seemed to have thousands of meanings.
She lowered her head slightly: "Well, I slept very well."
After a pause, she added: "I haven't slept so well for a long time."
Bai Jinglan put down the magic book and said with a smile: "You have slept for a whole day, you should be very hungry, the kitchen has prepared meals... oh, it's a bit cold now, you need to warm it up."
He stretched out his finger and pointed down.
"Vitality."
Max looked at the direction he was pointing at, but saw nothing, and asked curiously, "What were you doing just now?"
Bai Jinglan shrugged: "Exercise a newly learned magic, let those meals heat yourself up."
"..."
Max blinked, "Are you kidding me?"
"You know, I'm a magician." Bai Jinglan spread her hands and said with a smile, "Most of the time, magician's spells are not for making people happy. If you don't believe me, you can go to the kitchen to see .”
He pointed to the bedside: "Oh, there's a new set of clothes over there. I asked a friend to buy it for me. I don't know if it fits your size."
In order to get this suit over, he specifically called Police Officer Nolan.
I have to say that the delivery service in the United States is really bad, it is more convenient for people to buy for you.
"it is good!"
Max took the clothes with blushing cheeks, and put them on quickly with her hands and feet.
"Well, the clothes fit well."
Bai Jinglan watched her finish changing, took a sip from the teacup next to her, and asked, "Max, I'm going to a family gathering in the community tonight, are you interested in going with me?"
She turned to look at him and smiled: "Of course!"
…………
(End of this chapter)
"God, hand over your strength!"
Jacob turned his gun and aimed at Randolph.
A group of fanatical "believers" spread out in a fan shape, and each took out their weapons, such as pistols, shotguns, machetes, chainsaws... every move was full of arrogance and madness.
Randolph laughed angrily: "Since you call me a god, do you think these things can subdue me?"
"No!"
Jacob showed a gloomy smile, his eyes full of longing, raised his fist to the top of his head, and saluted provocatively, "However, I know from the notes of my ancestors that if you lose the divine weapon, you will also lose most of your divine power... ..."
Finally, he roared: "We won't give you a chance to get the artifact!"
Bang bang bang!
The moment Jacob's voice fell, several people with guns fired at the same time.
The gunfire sounded like fried beans, leaving traces on Randolph.
Of course, with these low firepower, they could only tear his clothes apart.
Compared with the fragile bodies of people on Earth, the bodies of Asgardians are like steel, but no matter how strong the steel is, it can be forged into waste.
Randolph, who hadn't fought for nearly a thousand years, his combat skills have long since been abandoned, was beaten back and forth by a group of inferior gunmen.
Maybe he's not that inferior, he's just hesitating, hesitating.
If he kills a lot today, there will never be a peaceful day in the future.
However, if these insiders are not killed, it seems that he will not have a peaceful life.
Randolph, who only had girl-picking skills in his mind, was tangled into a mess.
Sudden……
A muffled gunshot exploded from the chaos of gunfire.
The next moment, Jacob's head exploded.
The scattered brains and bone fragments made the "believers" pause.
"Jacob!!"
The woman who was always by Jacob's side had an unusual relationship with him. Seeing that Jacob was shot in the head, she immediately screamed.
However, just as the scream rose, another dull shot rang out, and her head exploded into pieces.
"who is it?"
"There are snipers!"
"Scatter! Scatter!"
The two leaders died one after another, which made the guys named "believers" who were actually "thugs" wake up a lot in an instant, and they scattered in all directions clamoring.
However, "sniper rifle" suddenly switched to "Gatling".
Large pieces of bullets fell overwhelmingly, and before a group of thugs could see who the enemy was, or even where the bullets came from, they were all torn to pieces by the metal storm.
The corpses riddled with holes were scattered all over the ground, and fragments of flesh and blood covered the gate of the chapel.
Randolph's face was gloomy, and he thought that a big force was eyeing him.
However, he waited in the chapel for a long time, but he didn't see anyone coming in to negotiate. Instead, he heard the vague sound of sirens.
He pursed his lips and stroked his satchel, his seemingly vain but strong body jumped up, crashed through the attic window and jumped out.
After Randolph quickly left the monastery, Bai Jinglan emerged from the shadows, looked at his retreating back and smiled.
Take his stuff and help him out of trouble.
Fair and reasonable.
Bai Jinglan looked at the sea of blood outside, waved his hand, and the northern Cangtan quickly opened, melting all the flesh and blood into nothingness, and then opened the portal to go home before the police came over.
As for how Randolph returns to Spain, he doesn't need to pay special attention to it. This old guy has lived for thousands of years, so he must have his own channel of activity. Doubtful.
As long as he buries the fake cane, this memory will be automatically erased.
Randolph continued to be his university professor quietly, and Bai Jinglan probably would not have the opportunity to contact him again in the future.
He returned to his villa in New York before noon.
Max was still awake from the dream, Bai Jinglan didn't bother her, she cooked some food on her own, climbed onto the bed after eating, leaned on the fragrant Max, picked up the book "Eighteen Scroll through Anthology of Curse of the Century.
The magical destructiveness of the Harry Potter world isn't overwhelming, but it's brilliant and interesting in some ways.
Bai Jinglan had read "Standard Spells" before. It was a textbook for junior students at Hogwarts. It recorded relatively simple and elementary spells. Although it was slightly different from the magic system of this world, it was generally readable. understandable.
In comparison, "Anthology of Curses in the Eighteenth Century" is much more advanced, and it should be an elective book after reaching a certain stage.
Bai Jinglan was very interested in one of the spells - the activating spell.
It sounds big, but it's actually very common.
In the world of "Harry Potter", magicians make various instruments run automatically, using this activation spell.
It doesn't really bring dead things back to life, but makes dead things repeat actions for a certain period of time.
For example, a magician cooks a meal, cuts vegetables with a kitchen knife, and stirs them in a pot. As long as the activation spell is cast on the kitchen utensils, they can repeat this process continuously without any mistakes.
Bai Jinglan plans to learn this spell first, and then go to some kitchen utensils used by senior chefs. In the future, even the process of cooking can be saved. One activation spell can get everything done, and you can eat whatever cuisine you want.
Of course, the ingredients will not be created out of nothing, he has to prepare them in advance.
Others, such as the traceless stretching spell, permanent paste spell, copy spell, forget spell, repair spell, cleaning spell, etc., are also relatively practical and interesting little spells.
In fact, there are similar magics in this world, but who makes the bosses everywhere!
The magic of "Harry Potter" is better, so you don't have to worry about being billed by the demon gods.
Suddenly, several hours passed.
The brilliance of the sky penetrated through the milky white curtains, and shrouded Max's face dimly. Her eyelids trembled slightly, and her eyes slowly opened, feeling a little dazed for a moment. The unfamiliar ceiling, the unfamiliar furniture, Unfamiliar beds and...unfamiliar touches.
She frowned slightly, and realized that she was hugging something warm, lowered her eyes slightly, and saw a slender and warm arm.
Her long hair fell across her cheeks, and her head was resting lightly on this arm.
"woke up?"
A familiar yet unfamiliar voice woke her up from her ignorance.
Max turned her head to look at Bai Jinglan, and saw that he was holding a book in the other hand, looking at her with burning eyes, with a mysterious smile on his face, which seemed to have thousands of meanings.
She lowered her head slightly: "Well, I slept very well."
After a pause, she added: "I haven't slept so well for a long time."
Bai Jinglan put down the magic book and said with a smile: "You have slept for a whole day, you should be very hungry, the kitchen has prepared meals... oh, it's a bit cold now, you need to warm it up."
He stretched out his finger and pointed down.
"Vitality."
Max looked at the direction he was pointing at, but saw nothing, and asked curiously, "What were you doing just now?"
Bai Jinglan shrugged: "Exercise a newly learned magic, let those meals heat yourself up."
"..."
Max blinked, "Are you kidding me?"
"You know, I'm a magician." Bai Jinglan spread her hands and said with a smile, "Most of the time, magician's spells are not for making people happy. If you don't believe me, you can go to the kitchen to see .”
He pointed to the bedside: "Oh, there's a new set of clothes over there. I asked a friend to buy it for me. I don't know if it fits your size."
In order to get this suit over, he specifically called Police Officer Nolan.
I have to say that the delivery service in the United States is really bad, it is more convenient for people to buy for you.
"it is good!"
Max took the clothes with blushing cheeks, and put them on quickly with her hands and feet.
"Well, the clothes fit well."
Bai Jinglan watched her finish changing, took a sip from the teacup next to her, and asked, "Max, I'm going to a family gathering in the community tonight, are you interested in going with me?"
She turned to look at him and smiled: "Of course!"
…………
(End of this chapter)
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