Salomon was moving too fast, and Nick Fury had no time to stop it. This did not mean that the secret mage cast too quickly, but that Salomon took out an ampoule from his waist bag and drank the liquid inside in one sip. Before Nick Fury could find out what the liquid was, the secret mage simply smashed his forehead on the table and entered a deep sleep.

This stunned Nick Fury - the plan was not like this. According to the plan, they should put the suspect home first and wait until he fell asleep before acting, rather than rushing to act like he is now. What's more, Salomon also placed Pergasus in the billing parking lot outside the police station, parked between a Ford car and the black S.H.E.L.D. and a box of fresh apples I just bought. What if it took too long, someone would see a horse with wings?

Nick Fury's anger suddenly spread from the bottom of his heart: Bastard, little bastard! Always not following the plan!

He was so angry that he smashed the table with his fist. Salomon's head was shocked and then hit it straight on the table. However, such shock still made the secret mage sleepless, and the power of taking the potion was still in effect.

"I have to clean up the mess. Maybe he discovered some emergency." The Director of SHIELD sighed while thinking. He called and started to arrange the scene. After doing all this, his eyes looked at the ampoule on the table. Nick Fury skillfully collected the residual liquid in the ampoule with a cotton swab, and then he took out a cotton swab and prepared to stuff it into Salomon's mouth - this is a rare opportunity to collect the physical intelligence of the secret mage. Neither Agent Colson nor Agent Romanov did it before, and SHIELD only had the fingerprint of the secret mage.

But just as he was about to do this, a fire suddenly burst out from the interrogation room, and a big golden bird spread its wings and stopped in front of Nick Fury. "Hiss... we are friends, I won't hurt him, right?" Director S.H.I.E.L.D. smiled awkwardly. He didn't dare to fool the Phoenix, who only knows how to write poetry. Maybe it would be smarter than most people. "I just want to do a physical examination for him." Nick Fury enjoyed Phoenix's contemptuous look while saying nonsense that no one can fool. "Okay, okay, I won't do this anymore. Tell me what your master wants to do?"

Little bastard, he really doesn't trust me, and he still has a backhand. Nick Fury sneered and tried to walk out-Salomon certainly wouldn't rush to do unprepared things. Phoenix was the insurance that pulled him out of his dream. When necessary, the secret wizard could escape from the dream with just a light peck. That was the back door he prepared for himself.

Just after Nick Fury left the interrogation room, Phoenix shook his feathers, and the burning smell immediately filled the room. It began to draw magic circles with traces of flames to strengthen Salomon's power in his dreams.

A circle of focal marks is drawn with Salomon as the center, followed by a square wrapped in a circle. The four hexagrams are located on the four corners of the square with iron crosses, which represent the four elements and the four worlds from the soul to the body, and the four hexagrams represent the macro world. The outer edge of the hexagram is written with "adonai", which means linking the four worlds, and the other two hexagrams are written with alpha and omega, representing the beginning and the beginning.

Then, scorched marks climbed along the walls and ceilings, dense Hebrew words were carved, and two other rings with words also wrapped Salomon. This is the name of the divine, which is written with all the names of the gods and the names of the angels, representing the nine source qualities of the tree of life, namely the crown, wisdom, understanding, kindness, rigor, beauty, victory, glory, and foundation; outside the name of the divine are four quinaceous stars representing the microscopic world, among which three quinaceous stars ignited, and Phoenix occupied the remaining one quinaceous stars alone.

When Nick Fury walked in again, he was startled by the scene in front of him and didn't even dare to leave. Phoenix refused to let Nick Fury break in because in this magic circle, Salomon's person is God, and his consciousness is already connected to the world.

And what does Salomon want to do? The answer is obvious, because he found that this matter was not as simple as Spurnog, a hellbreath smuggling to the main material plane. He smelled a familiar smell.

Very, very familiar smell, this disturbing smell was like a nightmare that had been lingering in his dreams since he left Salem, and now he smelled a similar smell.

That's the smell of a nightmare.

The damn hellbreather Spurnog knew something. It was not smuggled out, it escaped.

The secret mage kicked away the red sofa pillow at his feet and looked at the scene in front of him carefully. This was the dream of the suspect Connor, who used spells to make him sleep. As expected, as soon as he entered sleep, he would be pulled into this dream - no, Connor is not the master of this dream, the owner here has another person, and Connor's dream will only be realized here.

Salomon stepped over the men and women who were entangled on the carpet under his feet, and through several used syringes and bags of white powder. He walked forward through the twisted shadows reflected by mottled lights until he walked to the spacious floor-to-ceiling window. The Secret Mage waved his finger, and the door opened itself, and then he stood on the balcony.

Looking out, the towering building stretched to the sky in front of him, and the huge advertisement made of holographic images kept changing in front of him. The drizzle of cold rain that would never stop was scattered on the balcony with the breeze. The strange light and shadows filled the building that was so old that even the yellow white tiles peeled off, revealing the rough cement walls under the fragile skin.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! This is a dream. The smell of damp rain that hits your face and the rustling sounds coming from the city alleys all indicate that this is a dream. He still remembers his position - he told himself this.

This is a nightmare.

Because when he raised his head out, he saw a familiar dog on the garbage-filled street.

And the dog was also looking at him, and it recognized Salomon, who was here to inform Salomon.

Something has woken up.

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S.E.L.D. quickly took over the local police station. The town of Orogrand is located south of the White Sands missile range, not far from S.E.L.D. Tianma base. Nick Fury called to make sure that there was no mistake in this mission. Originally, he thought he could solve the problem, but the current situation obviously did not allow him to do so. When the Kun-type fighter plane landed, Agent Colson pushed open the door of the interrogation room.

"Sir." He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his handkerchief, "We can't get close to the horse."

"Then don't care." Nick Fury glanced at Phoenix, who was quietly squatting beside Salomon, and then lowered his voice. "That little bastard is not dead, and his bird is very capable." He said to Colson. "I want you to arrange for the operation team to surround the police station-if you see a monster, you just shoot it."

"Sir, what monster?" Colson deserves to be Nick Fury's most trusted agent. He did not question a single word of doubt in the face of overtime. "Now there is a big bird that catches fire, and a Pergasus with wings and chewings, chewing apples." He said, "What else can be a monster?"

"Are they ugly?" Nick Fury looked at Agent Colson with contempt.

"No, sir."
Chapter completed!