Marvel Magic Case Files

Chapter 192 A Warning from an Unknown Source (Second Update!)

"That indescribable being has awakened. It has awakened from the 31st century, traveling back millions of years to battle wild heroes in the wilderness. It will come to the present and appear before you. Be prepared. You will uncover the secrets of the silver key. You will travel through time to find it and kill it."

Salomon suddenly straightened up, startling Nick Fury who was waiting outside the interrogation room. The arcane mage opened his eyes, and at that moment, Phoenix spread its wings and let out a melodious cry. The words the arcane mage heard came from the mouth of a disheveled, soaking wet dog. Ever since he saw Yog-Sothoth's avatar personally capture this dog, he was certain that this stray dog ​​Jones was no ordinary being, and he wondered which Great Old One or Ancient One was incarnate.

In fact, its ability to become immune to Nyarlathotep's spells and drag out Nyarlathotep's avatar already demonstrated its extraordinary nature. It's just that at that time, Salomon didn't know what those spells were or how difficult it was to become immune to them. While he couldn't be 100% certain of the stray dog ​​Jones's identity, he was certain that beneath that stray dog's skin lay an unspeakable monster of extremely high status; otherwise, it wouldn't have been able to appear here after being taken to the center of the chaotic universe by Yog-Sothoth—even if it was just a dream.

As for the being mentioned by the stray dog ​​Jones, Salomon also had a guess: the one-eyed alien Shuma-gorath, an extradimensional demon god from the chaotic universe. No one knows the true form of this extradimensional demon god; the giant eyeball with countless tentacles that ordinary people see is only one aspect of it. It is the most dangerous extradimensional demon god, even more dangerous than Dormammu.

He needed to resolve the situation here as soon as possible and then report this information to the Sorcerer Supreme. The stray dog ​​Jones was also very cooperative, proactively driving away the Hell Breather lurking in the dream, disguised as a trash can.

"One minute." Salomon drew his longsword with his right hand and his short dagger with his left. He said to Nick Fury, "Phoenix's banishment spell only lasts for one minute. Ordinary people only have one minute to evacuate. Make sure they are at least 100 meters away from here, otherwise I cannot guarantee their safety."

Nick Fury reacted swiftly, immediately instructing the team and agents to retreat. Only after giving the order did he have time to ask Salomon what had happened. "This spell's effect is short-lived. The Hellbreather has been temporarily banished by Phoenix, but it will return," Salomon replied, checking his protective spells. "Wounds inflicted by Hellfire are on the soul; physical burns never heal. If you don't want to be burned to death, you'd better get out of here as soon as possible."

"No, I'm asking why you didn't follow the plan," Nick Fury asked. "What did you find out?"

“That’s not something you should know.” Salomon cast all the protective spells he needed to use on himself. The Hellbreather wasn’t a particularly powerful enemy; it had lost most of its power after being banished from the dream world. But its enormous size and the fact that its breath came from the flames of hell were the real problems. “Perhaps this police station needs a renovation,” he said. “Have you thought of an excuse? A gas explosion, how about that?”

Nick Fury tossed Salomon an earpiece. "Good excuse," he said. "That's how we hid the Hulk's existence. And the result? The whole world knows."

"Alright, you should go now." The sorcerer put on his headphones. "I'll call for backup if necessary."

Shortly after Nick Fury left, a head far larger than an ordinary person's emerged from the head of the innocent man arrested by the police. The monster's eyes were just slits, and its gaping maw contained jagged teeth. Salomon could see the spitting organs resembling a snake's head growing out of the mouth that almost tore the entire head apart, and smell the stench of sulfur mixed with bad breath.

After the Hellbreather left the dream, Phoenix immediately seized the innocent and vanished from the Aetheric plane, leaving Salomon and the Hellbreather face to face. The arcane mage watched the ever-expanding monster retreat to the interrogation room doorway. He saw the metal table being pushed aside by the massive body, then twisting and deforming, emitting an unbearable creaking sound.

"WOOOO—" The Hell Breather unleashed a roar powerful enough to shatter eardrums the moment it saw Salomon, causing the windows in the police station to shatter. Even the agents who had moved away from the police station couldn't help but wonder what was making that sound. Only Nick Fury and Coulson, who knew the inside story, frowned, worried that Salomon wouldn't be able to handle the enemy.

"I know you understand me." Salomon spoke in fluent Infernal. This was a language he had secretly practiced behind the Sorcerer Supreme's back; for some reason, he just wanted to do it, without any explanation. "Unfortunately, you've stepped onto Earth." The arcane mage attached the dagger to the hilt of his longsword. "So, you have no choice but death."

"WOOOOO!!"

"Pretending not to understand won't help." The sorcerer extended his hand, gloved in a ghastly white glove, and a crimson serpent emerged from his palm, lunging at the enemy. The serpent's sharp teeth bit into the flesh of the Hell Breather, its fangs piercing through the thick skin and reaching the very flesh. These snakes had no venom, nor did they inject anything into their enemies; instead, they devoured—devoured the enemy's life force.

The spell inflicted immense pain on the Hellbreath Sprook, a pain that temporarily drove it mad. It smashed through the concrete walls, burst out of the interrogation room, and charged at the arcane mage. Salomon leaped and kept his distance from the monster while chanting incantations, activating the spell on his Falling Leaf Twin Blades. By the time the Hellbreath Sprook finally remembered its abilities and attempted to create distance, breathing fire at Salomon through the collapsed walls and ceiling, the arcane mage, meanwhile, pressed closer to his enemy, stepping on the crumbling concrete ceiling and twisted steel bars.

In an instant, the entire building seemed to explode like a soda can filled with fireworks. Flames shot out of the windows and into the sky. Even the agents who were a hundred meters away could feel the heat of the flames. Along with the explosion, there was a huge sound.

Salomon appeared at the feet of Hellbreath Sprook, his body flashing with bright red light. It was vaguely discernible that this was a spherical barrier, behind which was a dark blue shield with a fabric-like structure. Further inwards was a ring of orange-red sparks—Salomon was always good at preparing—the outermost ring was a third-circle spell: Protection against energy damage; the second layer was an advanced spell learned when studying protection spells: Arcane Protection; and the innermost layer was the protection spell of Kamar-Taj.

As for his standard mage armor spells, the fourth layer of protection is provided, while the fifth and sixth layers are for protection against arrows and bulletproof shields. These are the spells he uses to guard against S.H.I.E.L.D. turning against him.

With ample preparation, the flames spewed by the Hellbreathers were utterly unable to penetrate Salomon's protective spells. Although these spells now seemed somewhat superfluous, the arcane mage showed no intention of withdrawing them, for he never believed that any protective magic was superfluous.

This isn't cowardice, it's caution, it's a characteristic of a mage!

The Fallen Leaf Twin Blades proved extremely effective in their initial battle. When the arcane mage swung them, unleashing massive blood-red blades, a deep gash was sliced ​​open in the back of the Hell Breather. The mage then unleashed even more blades at the monster's limbs with incredible speed, until the bones were severed by the crimson blades, rendering the monster immobile. He had cleanly severed the enemy's spine and internal organs with these blades. Blood rich in polysulfides gushed rapidly from the wounds, as if a bloodthirsty beast were sucking blood from them. The rapid blood loss weakened even the howls of this hellish creature from the dream dimension.

"Do you need help, Salomon? Can you hear me?" a voice came through the earpiece.

"Alright." Salomon used his longsword as a crutch, stepping on the monster lying on the ground as he climbed onto its back. The arcane mage stepped over the gaping, bleeding wound and walked toward the neck of the Hell Breather (if that thing as thick as its body was its neck). He forcefully plunged his longsword in, killing the monster instantly.

He dragged his long sword to one side, trying to sever the monster's head. "I don't need help."

"But a fire will quickly deprive you of oxygen, and the heat radiation will kill you, not to mention the thick smoke. I don't want the only arcane mage I think of to die from smoke inhalation."

"It is a bit pungent, but don't worry, I'm fine."

"Then can you hurry up? Agent Coulson is trying to calm the local police. If they didn't think we outnumbered them, they might just pull out their guns and shoot us right now, since we just took their jobs."

"This is something you can handle."

"You invited me here, but I haven't even seen what a monster looks like!" Nick Fury said, disgruntled. "All I've seen is your Phoenix and your Pegasus. Seriously, when are you going to let me see what you're doing?"

"After...after you saw the extradimensional bacteria last time, how long did it take you to be able to eat again?"

"About a day."

"Alright, then I'll tell you, this monster—ugh—is more disgusting than the extradimensional bacteria. But it's not as disgusting as the Grigio."

"What on earth were you doing in there?!"

"Isn't it a warrior's honor to reap my spoils and cut off the enemy's head? Even if this head is a bit big." Salomon patted Phoenix's head, who had just appeared beside him. He said, "Don't even think about getting a sample of the hellish creature; its blood is highly flammable."

"Monther F*uck!" Nick Fury cursed as he watched the fire rage on. "You better tell me you caused those little crawlers too."

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