Warlock of the Marvel Universe

Just like Taylor's performance in the video just now, it can be directly adapted into a sequel to The Texas Chainsaw Massacre without any special effects. But who knows that the person involved did not have any awareness of doing something wrong and just started joking like a normal person." How could Hell Mad Ax and the others come up with such a terrible nickname? I think Void Blade is more suitable. After all, my hometown is not hell."

"Is this what you want to say?" Evanson stood up slowly, his sharp eyes clearly aroused.

Seeing their boss's appearance, Taylor and the others were also startled. They must know that a warlock has many means to deal with the demons who have signed a contract with him.But there was only a little fear in Taylor's expression, but more of doubt and confusion.

"Don't be so angry." At this time, Claire pulled Evanson's sleeve and said with relief, "Although Taylor's appearance is a bit worse and his methods are a bit bloody and brutal, after all, those who died are bad people, even The reporter just now felt that those people deserved to suffer this fate, so why would you hurt your own people's harmony for those scumbags?"

"I don't care." If it were normal, since Claire had spoken, Evanson would have given some face, but this time he was completely unmoved. "I don't care at all how many scum died this time. Not to mention whether their death was miserable."

Evanson's sharp eyes swept over his demon pets one by one. They all lowered their heads in fear, knowing that their boss was serious this time. "In normal times, I am a kind person. Some of your personal hobbies , I don’t want to take care of it, some of your little problems will make me angry, but I can also forgive you a little, after all, it can be regarded as part of the fun of life."

"But this time" Evanson stretched out a finger and shook it a few times "This time things have exceeded my bottom line. Taylor" The demon guard who was named shook involuntarily, only to see Evan Sen stared at him with squinted eyes and said with pressure, "How dare you disobey my clear orders?"

This can be regarded as the bottom line for all warlocks.As warlocks, they can tolerate relatively aggressive demons like the Demon Guard, quarreling with them or even mocking themselves, but it doesn't matter because they don't care.What they really care about is whether they obey themselves and whether they disobey their orders.

However, most of the demon guards are quite aware of current affairs. After their warlock master gives the order, although they are reluctant in every possible way, their bodies are still very honest and do whatever they are told.

When Evenson first summoned his demon into the world, he issued a clear instruction not to kill anyone before getting his order. Taylor's behavior this time has completely violated this instruction. That is to say, it broke through Evanson's bottom line.

No warlock will tolerate such behavior that challenges the authority of his master. Demons who dare to do so will not only be physically destroyed by his master, but their souls will also have no chance to return to the Twisting Void to wait for resurrection. They will all After being tortured, it becomes a magic material for warlocks.

But unexpectedly, after understanding what was going on, Taylor did not show any fear of the terrible situation he was about to face, nor did he kneel down to beg for mercy. Instead, he looked relieved.

"Actually," Taylor looked at the furious Evanson with strange eyes, "Boss, before I did this, I was mentally

I asked you for permission to connect, and it was approved."

"What?" Evanson was stunned for a moment after hearing this. In order to avoid punishment, he actually made up such a low-level lie. This is simply an insult to my IQ. His anger became even stronger at this moment. "Nonsense, what are you doing?" When did you ask me for permission and when did I allow you to do this?"

"Just last night, no, it was at one o'clock this morning." Taylor looked at his boss in confusion. He couldn't remember how long it had been. How far had his boss's memory deteriorated?

Yesterday and today, looking at the way you spoke so ambiguously and inconsistently, you must have been waiting for an attack. Evanson was suddenly startled. At one o'clock in the morning, he seemed to be in the room with Claire, somewhere. There were in-depth exchanges on various academic issues, and at that time, the exchanges were relatively immersed. I guess no one had introduced and called me from a spiritual point of view.

"Ahem." Evanson's face was a little embarrassed, and he rubbed his hands and sat back. "You said it in vain, okay? Let's talk about it. There is no chat record on the spiritual link, so there is no way to verify your Let’s talk about it. Or else”

Evenson was thinking as he spoke, but the more he thought about some memories in his mind, the clearer they became, so at that time he thought that he might as well get a lighter punishment and get this matter over with quickly.

But who knew that at this time, Sarah, who had been watching the show for a long time, suddenly said, "Hey, there is such a thing as chat records." Taylor also nodded, then raised his hand to his head, and pulled out a ball like It was something like green smoke, and then the smoke slowly turned into the shape of words.

"Ah" Evanson was shocked, "Who invented such a boring thing?"

"The history of the legion is extremely long. Isn't it normal for some weird things to be invented?" Sarah folded her arms and slowly explained. "You must know that before the legion liaison device was popularized, the communication and order issuing between the legions could not be done at all. It was accomplished by relying on spiritual links. It was fine at the beginning, but after a certain battle failed, the Abyss Lord and the Dread Lord who were responsible for commanding the troops shifted the responsibility to each other."

"The Dread Lord said that he had clearly formulated a battle strategy and passed it to the Abyss Lord on the front line, but the Abyss Lord said that there was no such thing at all. Just like what you said just now, boss, what can you say about this kind of thing with red lips and white teeth? It can’t be proven.”

"So, after Lord Kil'jaeden killed both of them, in order to prevent such nonsense from happening again, he invented this spell to preserve the information transmitted in the spiritual link."

"Well, it turns out to be like this." Evanson gritted his teeth and thought fiercely, Kil'jaeden, you bastard, I curse you for being pushed ten thousand times by a million-dollar lord.

At this time, Evanson saw that the cloud of smoke in Taylor's hand had completely formed into words. Huh, isn't that just a bunch of words? What if I refuse to admit it?

But who knew that Taylor reached out directly to the words, and Evanson's urgent voice immediately came out, "Don't bother me, you can figure it out yourself."

At this moment, even Claire seemed to remember something, and immediately blushed and turned her head away.And Evanson almost burst into tears. Why the hell is this still a voice recorder? Why is it so advanced?