Salomon didn't know the efforts made by Mr. Riser and Mr. Harold to prevent the CIA drug cartel from approaching him, and he was not interested in knowing this. He only knew that he was late, and the witches said they would eat Mexican food tonight. Fortunately, the witches liked the dishes that Salomon learned, and the witches after a day of hunting were in need of stimulating food to restore their spirits.

"It still needs improvement, Rodan." Just as the witches were having a feast in the soft chair of the deck, Salomon put the prototype of the Explosion Gun on the bar. However, the Fallen Angel Craftsman only rolled his eyes to the secret mage, and his expression was indescribable.

"There is no better craftsman in this world than me." The owner of Hell Gate Bar took back the Coke cup placed in front of Salomon, even though there was still half of the drink inside. "If someone else was asked to deal with this gun, it would be the only result of the blow-up. Your hand is still connected to your wrist, and you should thank me."

"I think the 12.7mm bullet recoil is a bit too high, especially on the pistol. The recoil of this gun is higher than that of the 50 pistol of the same caliber! This is a rocket-propelled bullet!"

"This is the price of range. The bullet has a high initial velocity and a high recoil. This is the law of physics. It can allow you to penetrate light armored vehicles and blow up the car engine, which is consistent with your requirements. It has an unparalleled blocking force. A bullet that costs no more than $200 can be comparable to a grenade. What kind of bullets can cost more than this? If the recoil is too high, practice more. I know you can do it." Rodan wiped the cup that was too clean. "If you have other needs, the ordinary guns here can satisfy you. Sorry, you only have clean water to drink today."

"Hey, stingy! At least get more bullet varieties! There are also retractors!"

"This thing is good." The Supreme Mage played with the blaster gun, tentatively shot the mirror dimension, and then returned the gun to Salomon with a satisfied expression. "I don't think that most deacons' protective spells can withstand such attacks. The armor of the lower plane creatures will penetrate this kind of bullet. If you apply silver to the bullet, one bullet is enough to end the battle." The Venerable said, "But I think you should still remember being a spellcaster, right?"

"I think that since we accepted the magic from "The Book of Weishan Emperor", our fighting style has become farther and farther away from the traditional spellcaster. However, I still left two magic wands for backup." The Supreme Master's favorite disciple sighed, "But I don't want to know this, teacher."

"Is it about the witch?" The Venerable had known Salomon's question for a long time, but he didn't take the initiative to ask. The Venerable wanted to know how much Salomon cared about the two witches. This was the evil taste of the Supreme Master. She found that the more dangerous the woman was, the more attractive she was to Salomon - this is the so-called women are not bad and men don't love them.

Although this incident was facilitated by the Supreme Master at the beginning, the Venerable still felt that his disciples might have some problems with their minds, because Salomon and the witch should have arisen when they first met and wanted to kill each other, which was earlier than Salomon taking care of Seresa.

"Of course, hasn't the Ragna Order ended long ago? Jupiters died completely. Why have so many angels arrived recently?" Salomon asked, "I thought these upper-level creatures have transferred their targets."

"Do you remember what I said to you in the past? External dimension creatures will never give up their intention to enter the main material plane, especially the special plane of the Nine Realms. The power of Ukrahir supporting the Nine Realms is no less than any magical entity, and even Odin's Lun magic system was created based on the World Tree."

The Venerable said slowly, "Either heaven or hell, they are our enemies. Protecting the main material plane is our mission. Although Kama Taj seems to have only protected the earth due to the bias of the supreme mages, the entire main material universe is our responsibility. I don't mind leaving things to more professionals, such as the witch."

"So what Beyonita and Joan of Arc are doing outsourcing, just like in the past?"

"Kama Taj uses cash to settle the bill. I know your laboratory needs funds. I know what your original intention of forming that organization is, which is very good." As soon as the Venerable mentioned this, Salomon's cheeks began to turn red. The act of robbing the bank was indeed a bit disgusting, but those companies did not collect gold. Salomon could only obtain the currency of secular society to purchase experimental equipment. The Venerable did not blame his disciples for this, "But before you completely took over Kama Taj, you only had a certain amount of secular currency for life every month, which was only possible if you were my disciple. Even if I was the Supreme Master, I could only help you in this way."

"Then why are there more angels at this time? Do they have any Golden Week? Now that the witch has been on business for more than a month, I think they may need to take a vacation."

"This is hard to say. The specific reasons need to be investigated, but the only ones related to those very distinctive angels are the sages and witches. You have seen the power of the 'left eye' and 'right eye'. This power will cause some interference to the Ago motorcycle eye, so I speculate that the sages may not have completely extinct." The Venerable skipped the answer very perfunctorily, "You also know that this is work and cannot be interrupted because of your relationship with the witch."

"How long will this kind of life last?" Salomon sighed. It seemed that he still needed to endure the days without the company of the witch.

"Maybe there is still some time, but I don't mind you participating in the Witches' actions. Your job is not paid. Also, pay more attention to your laboratory in the Immortal City, and you'd better show up there more - any contract will have loopholes, and those wizards are not as loyal as Balsazer imagined." said the Supreme Mage, "Not every member of the Merlin Wizard Group and its inheritors are loyal to Camelo. At that time, many Morgan's subordinates were not caught, and the Battle of the Sword Bar broke out, and this matter was left alone. But now you have met them again. If they threaten your safety, I hope you don't show mercy. You are much more important than them."

"I will, Master, I don't think they will mind signing a few more contracts." Salomon raised his eyebrows and left the meditation room.

"Don't forget your 'pistol'! If this thing is a pistol."

The bullet made a sharp scream in the air and plunged into the body of the angel with bird heads. The impact of the bullet explosion blew the angel into pieces, and the blood erupted into mist. Even Salomon, who was far away, could smell the rosemary smell of the angel's blood.

"Good job, Boya." Beyonetta blinked and jumped down from the peak of the Alps. Then, she rushed to the clouds on an angel of extremely large size. The secret mage looked up and looked up. In the sun, the figure of the witch became more and more blurred as the angel rose. Everything was covered with a colorful halo outline in the light reflected by the snow on the ground. Salomon narrowed his eyes, and he could only see two separate figures vaguely, the largest one blew into a golden light soon after.

"That's the result of your application for assistance on the weekend." Joan of Arc stood beside Salomon, who was wearing high heels, but the magic on the soles of her feet did not get stuck in the snow like Salomon. "I want me to say, I want you to stay at home," she said. "At least we have a hearty lunch to eat instead of finding a cave to eat self-heating food."

"Family family always has to be together."
Chapter completed!