The Secret Mage ignored the flames that climbed up the corpse. He stepped on the falling concrete ceiling and reached the top of the police station. At the top of this one-story building, Salomon saw what Nick Fury called the "little reptile" - those were just purgatory insects that ran out when the souls returned to the lower plane while the souls returned to the lower plane. These dirty things were nothing special, but because they lived in the lower plane, the power of hell made them look a bit huge.

"Fire power cover, Nick Fury." Salomon inserted the long and short knife back into the scabbard, and then used Weishandi's magic power to shape a spear (demon flame shaping). He leaned back slightly and took a deep breath. The red skeleton cloth and the muscles under the black secret teaching robe were tense, trying to accumulate strength. Then he took a step forward, his body suddenly leaned forward, throwing the spear out like a spring that suddenly loosened, compressed to the limit. The sparkling spear flew into the sky first, and then roared through the air like a meteorite and fell down. He accurately hit a hell cockroach rushing in the front. This huge force even smashed a large piece of concrete ground.

This is the skill taught by Athena, the art of spear throwing from Mount Olympus, which Salomon began to practice since childhood. Compared with swordsmanship and spears, his boxing and spears are more commendable. The rigorous training of the goddess of wisdom and war has finally achieved results.

Salomon spit out a breath of sweaty heat—after throwing the spear out, his back was filled with sweat, the hot ground under his feet made him sweat, the flames on the lower layer kept burning the air, and the burnt smell filled his nose. He held the call headphones and said, "Kill them, Nick Fury."

Nick Fury is very happy to be able to face the messy creatures in the outer dimensions. Salomon's strict defense and seldom let him contact these things. Even though these creatures in the outer dimensions are just a group of huge cockroaches, Nick Fury firmly believes that these creatures still have scientific research value to S.H.E.L.D.

"Shoot, shoot!" After receiving the order, the operation team members quickly acted. They were not many but well-trained. Each bullet would fall to the place where they should. Faced with weapons like portable rocket-propelled grenades, these Hell cockroaches were powerless to fight back, but the delicious flesh and blood were incomparable to this group of trapped beasts that had been hungry for a long time. Some Hell cockroaches even stopped to bite the flesh and blood of the same kind because they were too hungry.

Although they still caused certain casualties, Knik Fury was very satisfied with the scene in front of him: Look, ordinary people can also pose threats to creatures in external dimensions, and secret mages are not necessary. This is the victory of ordinary people, the victory of technology, Kama Taj should face the achievements of mankind...

But just when he wanted to show off to Salomon, he found that Pergasus, who was staying in the parking lot, disappeared. He quickly looked up and saw a bright white light like a comet flashing through the orange-red night sky reflected by the flames. There was another red meteor behind this bright white light. The secret mage had long left here. He did not intend to communicate with any S.H.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.

He has more urgent tasks.

"I had expected the awakening of the one-eyed alien, child." After returning to Kamataj headquarters, Salomon immediately reported to the Venerable what he knew. The Supreme Master was not too surprised after hearing Salomon's information. On the contrary, Salomon's calmness even made Salomon feel a little uneasy.

The Venerable said in a plain tone, "The one-eyed alien can travel through a timeline. It is still in the future and past of this timeline. Our past is its future. When it returns from the thirty-first century one million years ago, we know its ending. You don't have to worry too much. Your connection to the chaotic universe is what you need to worry about now. Tell me, have you dreamed of those indescribable things now?"

"No, teacher." Salomon shook his head. Since he obtained the silver key, he has been studying the patterns on the huge key, and at the same time he has been constantly studying the spells given by Randolph Carter. Those spells can be released as long as they meet the requirements. Whether the magic is powerful or weak, it requires his own reason at the cost - he used one or two when facing Domaum, and after that, he stopped this behavior and turned to worry that he would enter the dreamland in his sleep and face those gods.

But fortunately, the strange dream will only affect his sleep on the one or two nights after leaving Salem. After that, the terrifying strange dream never appeared again. The Venerable naturally knew about this. In fact, even the magic that protected the Salomon dream was cast by the Supreme Master. The Venerable did not want his disciples to become crazy, which was not the purpose of the Supreme Master.

"Very good." The Venerable looked quite satisfied. "The one-eyed alien is not what you have to face now, it is in the future, our future. Now you should focus on the skills of riding a gun and a long sword. There is no such thing as your two exquisite double swords on the battlefield. On the battlefield, you don't have time to play those tricks. Only the simplest moves can work."

"Teacher, but I'm a spellcaster."

"Isn't it much faster to swing a sword than chanting a spell?" The Supreme Master looked at his stupid disciple, "Maybe he would even tie his tongue in a hurry. The sword wouldn't tie it, at least that's what my teacher told me. How did your training in Athena?"

"I can say without any modesty that I have done my best." Salomon gently twisted his shoulders, and his previous throwing made his shoulders a little sore.

"Go and find some ointment." said the Venerable, "but you can't let go of your swordsmanship. It's nothing if you bully the kids with a foil in a noble school. I will ask Athena to increase your training volume, because it's almost time for you to use it."

"What?"

"Do you think I will let you spend your time on skills that you cannot use? Riding, boxing, swordsmanship, spear throwing, and rifle, these skills are all things I ask you to learn, not those you voluntarily. I know you prefer to make a lot of money in those old papers, but I still ask you to learn these things from a young age. Why? Because you want to inherit my title, you must become a knight so that you can live up to these names. And soon you will announce your existence to the world, and you will prove that your title is not groundless, but you earn it with your own sword. This is the trial I give you, Salomon, although you have the right to inherit, this right to inherit does not come from blood, the blood of the Red Dragon no longer exists, and you must prove that you deserve these titles to pass the affirmation of the Round Table Parliament."

"Roundtable Council? Are there other knights survived besides the teacher?"

"No, it's only me." The Venerable shook his head and looked a little proud, "But even if others are alive, as long as I admit it, the Round Table Council will admit it. Be careful, I am very strict in these aspects, just like when I was in your magic education. I believe you will not let me down, you have never let me down since you were a child."

"Of course, teacher."
Chapter completed!