Warlock of the Marvel Universe

Colson and Melinda didn't notice at all that there was an extra book on the table.The cover of the book was engraved with incomprehensible runes, and the dark leather gave people a disgusting smooth feeling, just like human skin.

After seeing the book, Melinda and Colson stared at it, and their expressions became dull, as if all their attention was attracted by the book.

"Hey!" It wasn't until Evanson shouted softly that the two of them suddenly woke up. "What did you just see?" Evanson said while putting the book away under the eyes of the two people.

"Sorry, I was distracted just now. What did you say? Did I see something?" Colson rubbed his eyes, which were dry from staring at the book just now.My heart says what’s wrong with me?It's so unprofessional to lose focus during a task.Then he saw Melinda looking at him doubtfully.

"Don't you remember? That book? It was just on the table?" Melinda asked in disbelief.

"Remember what? What book? What are you talking about?" Colson asked confused.He was still wondering why he felt as if he had missed a large section of content in such a moment of confusion.

Suddenly Melinda stood up suddenly, and quickly took out a pistol and pointed it at Evanson, and asked sternly, "Tell me, what did you do to him?"

"Wow, Melinda, what are you doing? Calm down." Coulson quickly stood up and comforted Melinda who suddenly drew her gun.

"He did something!" Melinda was unmoved. "He manipulated your mind and confused your consciousness." Then he looked at Evanson again and said, "Listen, if you don't put away your little tricks quickly, I will definitely beat your brains out!"

"Mr. Richter?" Colson also took out a pistol. Although he still couldn't figure out the situation, he believed Melinda. "Can you explain?"

Evanson raised his head, looked at the two people with a helpless smile and said. "weak"

Plop bang.The two experienced agents immediately slumped down on their chairs. Let alone firing, they felt as if they had to use all their strength to breathe.This means that they are all high-level agents, strong-willed and physically strong. If it were an ordinary person, Evanson's weak curse would make him unable to even have the strength to beat his heart.

"Ouch!" Habbs, who had been basking in the sun next to him, took the pistols that the two men had dropped on the ground and said "dog food."Evenson gave it a kind look that meant "Let's play."

Evenson took the pistol and pulled the trigger, and a bullet jumped out immediately. "Loaded? It's really prudent."

"Mr. Richter...what you do...will have no good results." Colson said with difficulty as he slumped in his chair.

"Fa Ke You" This is Melinda.

"I really don't want it to end like this." Evenson felt bitter.The book he took out was not a [Necronomicon] at all. He just made it up casually. He didn't even know if there was such a thing. If he really wanted to write one, he could make do with one. Originally, but he really didn't have that thing now. What he took out was the [Warlock's Spell Encyclopedia].Originally, according to his idea, if he hadn't deliberately reminded him, Colson and Melinda would not have noticed this book at all. Even if it was placed on the table, it would have been subconsciously ignored.And as soon as he distracted them and put the book away, they were supposed to forget about it.But despite being so immortal, Melinda didn't forget it.

"Listen, I have no malice at all, otherwise it would be easy for me to kill you now. The reason why it happened like this was completely accidental, and..." Evenson Evenson picked up the two pistols on the table and pointed them at He shot himself three times.However, the bullet was stopped by a layer of blue shield ten centimeters away from the body, and then all the deflated bullets fell to the ground. "Void protection, Xiaobian

play.You can't hurt me at all. Then he said to Melinda, "Of course, if you insist on Fakmi, you can come to me at night." "

"Okay, I'm going to unlock the spell, so don't draw your guns. Okay?" Then Evanson clapped his hands suddenly.The two people opposite, as if they had suddenly recovered from a stroke many years ago, first took a long breath, and then adjusted their sitting postures with difficulty.

"Are you recovering?" Evanson asked with concern.

"Pa" "Ah" Melinda, who was still moving her neck with her eyes closed, suddenly stood up again. This time she didn't draw her gun, but slapped Evanson's face.And Evanson, who was completely unprepared, was completely confused.

"Well, I think I've recovered, and I'm done with the exercise." Melinda moved her wrist and proudly said these sandy words.

"Oh, really, this is really different." Evanson rubbed his face, there were red fingerprints on it, and it looked like he had applied it very hard. "Damn it, I should have known I had activated the magic armor."

You deserve it, this is a true portrayal of a person who will not die until he commits suicide.Who gave you a long-range spellcasting profession to provoke you at close range? No, you were teasing a thief.What's more, this thief has been driven into an impulsive state by your weakness just now.

"Okay, let's all calm down, Mr. Richter, can you start to explain?" Colson still hasn't figured out what happened. First he felt that he missed something, and then Melinda burst out. He launched an attack, but was finally put down inexplicably.

"Okay, Agent Coulson, please think about it now. After you asked me where the Necronomicon was? I said 'right here' until I woke you up, what do you remember during this period?" Evenson asked.

Coulson recalled it carefully, and he suddenly found that the memory was completely blank, just like watching a movie and skipping a section in the middle. "No, nothing. But...well, Melinda said there was a book just now, right?" Then Coulson's eyes widened, "Oh my god, you just took out the Necronomicon, right? That book Right here.”

"Hmm," Evanson nodded.

"But I don't remember any of it. It should be said that I have no impression at all. That's why Melinda thought you had tampered with my brain and suddenly pulled out a gun." Coulson reasoned about the causes and consequences of the incident just now. "So...have you ever..."

"Of course not. I took out the Necronomicon and showed it to you, and then deleted your memories. I'm sick." Evanson firmly denied touching a man.

Colson thought about it and felt that it was right, it was completely unnecessary.If you don't want us to know, you can just say that the Necronomicon was lost or destroyed by the Vatican. We don't know the situation anyway.It's completely unnecessary for you to take it out first and delete the memory.

"This is a complete accident. I still remember that I said that people who have been enlightened but are not qualified to become sorcerers will be afraid of this book and stay away from them automatically. And people who are not even enlightened cannot read this book at all. Even if you see it, you will immediately forget that this book exists, just like you." Evenson explained to Colson, "You shouldn't have seen it without me reminding you. And I just wanted to do this. Let me tell you, what I tell you is the truth. If you can’t learn it, you can’t learn it, and you don’t even have the qualifications to learn it.”

"So you use this method to prove that people without talent are simply blind when they learn magic." Coulson felt that his thoughts were seen through. The other party would do this simply because he, or in other words, S.H.I.E.L.D. If he dies, he will hand over his secrets and cultivate the hearts of magical agents on a large scale.OMG, if it's too difficult or dangerous, it can be overcome.But what should we do if we can't see and forget?

At this moment, Colson, who was having a big headache, suddenly turned his neck ninety degrees, and he stared at Melinda with an expression of disbelief.

"He, there is one who can see it."