Warlock of the Marvel Universe

Chapter 379: Magical Transformation of Carrigan

"Have those people left?" In the temple, the leader of the monks asked uneasily.

"Yes, Your Excellency." A hooded monk replied next to him. "I watched them get on the plane and leave."

Hearing this answer, the monk leader was completely relieved.To be honest, he was very afraid of Evanson's group. S.H.I.E.L.D.'s official status made it difficult for him to fight, and Evanson's personal strength made him even more afraid.

A simple spell left him and others helpless to resist. They could only wail in pain and wait for death to come. This feeling still made him feel cold when he thought about it now.

Fortunately, although the opponent is powerful, he is also a pedantic person who sticks to the rules.After talking about lotus flowers, he actually persuaded him to go back.

Thinking of this, the monk leader felt a little admired by himself, and made up his mind that as soon as this errand was over, he would immediately retire from the front line and go to a certain position in the Holy See.With his qualifications and eloquence, it should not be a problem to become a high-level magician like the Red Archbishop.

"Then let's get started." After planning his future life, the leader adjusted his mood and concentrated on the things in front of him.After all, the current situation is not trivial. If it fails, everything in the future will be in vain, and my boss will not be easy to talk to.

"Your Majesty," the hooded monk agreed, then slowly retreated.

"Are you in?" Melinda asked into the headset.

"We're in. Claire's portal is very useful." Evanson's response came from the headset.

The leader of the monks probably never imagined that the plane that was originally thought to have flown away had actually turned on the stealth mode and returned, and was hovering above the temple.And Evanson, who terrified him, had quietly sneaked into the temple through the portal opened by Claire.

"I don't understand why you have to go down there." Claire pouted and complained while trimming her nails, "Don't you already have a plan?"

"Just in case." Evanson replied with a smile.

If the child Danny is going to be killed soon, the two most anxious people in the world will be his mother Nadia, and the other is naturally his father Locke who loves him like a mountain.

Danny is the key to his plan. If Danny dies, all his ambitions will be in vain, and he himself will return to hell soon and endure the endless torture of Mephisto. Such an ending is shuddering to think about.

Therefore, he will definitely get Danny at any cost and ensure his safety.Then these monks who wanted to kill Danny became a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh.

What's more, tomorrow is the winter solstice. If you miss the opportunity, everything will be in vain.Therefore, he will definitely take action today, and this time he will definitely send a powerful subordinate, at least one who can deal with this group of monks.

That's why Evanson concluded that these monks who wanted to end everything would never survive today.

But plans are plans, what if the people sent by Locke are stuck in traffic and arrive a few minutes late? So he went and returned without bothering, in order to ensure that the people sent by Locke could successfully take Danny away. This exposes Locke's location.

Of course, he has other purposes. There are some things that he must ask the monks here clearly.

"Someone is coming." Melinda said over the communicator, "It's probably Locke's men."

"How can I see it?" Evanson wandered around the temple, trying to find a place with a wide view. Everyone here was summoned, so no one noticed him.

"Because it was an ambulance that drove by. Did someone over there have a heart attack?"

"Humph." Evanson smiled and came to a rooftop. "I came in time, so I can just watch a show. It just so happens that my current position is pretty good, it's a VIP seat."

"So what do we do?" Melinda asked.

"Act according to my face."

pMelinda dropped the headset directly on the screen.I'm at an altitude of 6000 meters now. Can I see your b-face clearly? Didn't you point out the b-face when you introduced me?

Evanson hung up the communication, sat cross-legged on the roof, and looked at the farce below with a smile.

In a place covered with grass that could barely be called a square.A group of monks gathered in a circle and chanted.In the center of the circle, the one holding a long knife is the leader. I have Danny on the guillotine.

The leader of the monks had a solemn expression as he drew his sword on Danny's neck, then slowly raised it, saying in his heart that this was finally over.

But the moment he slashed the knife down, he suddenly found that he couldn't see anything, and there was only darkness in front of him.

"I'll go, the art of darkness." Evanson, who turned on the theater mode, complained, and stretched out his hand to summon an Eye of Kilrogg. This kind of voyeurism, ah no, it is a detection spell. , but the vision will not be blocked.

Huh, if you close your field of view, I will put in the eyes to see who is afraid of whom.

"Hmm" Looking at Evanson below through the Eye of Kilrogg, his brows suddenly frowned because he found that the guy who did it looked a bit familiar.

"Carrigan" Evanson looked at the man with tattered clothes, long white hair and pale skin, and finally confirmed his identity. "Sure enough, death does not mean the end of the deal with the devil."

Carrigan made it clear that he is dead now. It was Locke who used the power of the elders to keep him alive until now, and also magically changed him so that everything he touched would quickly age and decay.

In a short time, almost all the monks below were almost dead. They were all turned into mummies by the magic-changed Carrigan. The only one left was the leader of the monks.

But the leader was the leader. With their vision deprived, the other minions could only be killed one by one in a daze, but he actually sensed Carrigan's position and slashed him with his backhand.

But the blow was blocked, and the knife in his hand quickly decayed into iron slag.The leader of the monks immediately got away and at the same time stretched out his thumb to poke Carrigan's neck.

"Something capable." Evanson stood up and patted the dirt on his body, feeling that it was time for him to appear. "But this is the stupidest attack I've ever seen on a dead man."

Sure enough, not only did the leader's acupuncture have no effect, but Carrigan grabbed his left hand, and the arm quickly shriveled up.

Just when Carrigan reached out to end his life, a powerful impact forced the two people apart, and the world returned to light.

"Save people, just save people, why are you going on such a killing spree?" Evanson put his hand on the head of the monk leader and flashed purple light. The leader only stepped on his legs twice and stopped moving.

Carrigan looked confused. How dare you accuse me?