Shadow of the Beautiful World

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A confrontation is taking place in the aisle of the 24th floor of the office building of "Planet Daily".

Carrying a handbag, wearing glasses, Clark Kent, who was slightly tired, had just finished the night shift and was going to go home to sleep.

As soon as he came out of his office, he saw a sneaky angel closing the door.

That's Miss Rosin Simpson's office.

She was a reporter who came to the "Planet Daily" three months ago. It is said that she came from Texas. Her work experience is very rich and sophisticated, and her ability to find news hot spots is extremely superb.

So a month ago, she was also absorbed into her news group by Louise Lian, the head reporter of the "Planet Daily".

In Clark's impression, Miss Rosanne is a mature and intellectual lady. Apart from work, she rarely talks about her life, just like a person with a secret past.

She and Eddie are a working group.

But in recent days, Eddie has taken leave, so Miss Rosen has been sorting out news materials for the past few months in the office.

How could she be related to an angel?

And the angel in front of me...

Somewhat weird.

In Clark's eyes, the angel had no intention of disguising himself. Ordinary people could not see the angel's wings, but Clark could clearly see it.

But this face is biased towards neutrality, and the wings behind the pretty-looking Miss Angel are not the legendary whiteness.

in contrast...

Inky.

Those are extremely dark wings.

As if from the deepest hell.

There was an uncomfortable force flowing on the wings.

Clark heard that there is a creature called fallen angel in the fantasy world, which is said to have fallen into **** from heaven, once a pure creature.

Right now...

Is it the legendary fallen angel?

"Clark. Kent..."

During Clark's questioning and gaze, the angel's expression changed several times, and Clark saw the light of nostalgia, memories and tangles in her eyes.

Does she know herself?

Clark frowned.

He has no dementia yet.

There has never been such an angel in his memory.

But the tone of her speech...

Clark couldn't help thinking of another guy.

"who are you?"

Superman's fingers move.

He locked the angel with black wings in front of him, wearing a lady's suit stolen from Miss Rosanne.

As long as the guy moved slightly, Clark could catch her, go to the sky in an instant, and then defeat her.

Fortunately, there are still a few hours before work.

The confrontation between them was not seen by others.

"Me, I am..."

Merlin's tone was hesitant.

He knew Clark wouldn't talk nonsense even if he knew that he was still alive.

But the problem is...

His "women's clothing" status at this time is really embarrassing.

He really didn't want more people to know about this shameful thing.

Merlin's eyes rolled, she coughed, and in a calm tone, said to Clark who was watching her:

"I'm an old friend of you...bringer."

"I'm here on behalf of Merlin!"

"Merlin?"

Clark's expression changed.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the Blackwing Angel in front of him. He said in a dangerous tone:

"Do you know how many guys I've caught in the name of Merlin in the past few months?"

"Whether you believe it or not."

Merlin naturally akimbo and shook her long hair. She said calmly:

"I really am."

"Speaking again, don't you really think that your friend died like that?"

"I don't think Merlin died so easily."

Clark didn't immediately believe the angel in front of him.

His tone remained unchanged:

"But you want me to believe you. If you want to walk out of this building safely, you have to come up with evidence."

"Evidence, right?"

Merlin sighed with relief.

She lifted her finger, and between flicks, a beating ball of light hovered in front of Clark's eyes.

she says:

"Hold it."

Superman glanced at the angel, and then at the sphere of light in front of him. He sighed and stretched his hand to catch the light.

At the next moment, a rippled picture bloomed before Clark's eyes.

The gloomy sky was overcast with clouds, and the pale light shone in the clouds, like an unknown thunderbolt.

It was a scorched earth.

At the end of his eyes, a black, towering volcano was erupting, and the hot magma was sent into the sky, and it fell into the earth as a meteor with a long tail flame.

The air was covered with floating ashes, and the blood was extremely corrosive.

This is hell...

In Clark's gaze, on that scorched earth, tens of thousands of marauding demons were building, just like hardworking ants.

Under the direction of a shining spirit, a weird sculpture is also being reshaped.

He even saw a human with a succulent succubus standing on a cliff, looking at a drawing like an engineer.

Farther away, the desperate and barren land is undulating like its own life.

earthquake.

The terrible earthquake is reshaping the terrain of this world.

Except for the two black Stygian rivers that flow here, the world is undergoing earth-shaking changes.

It's like having a pair of hands, reshaping the world with your own will.

At the end of this picture.

Clark saw the gate of **** at the end of the Ashen Plain, and on the shaped hillside in front of the gate of hell, a slightly thin figure with a black hood was standing there.

He holds a bronze key in his hand.

He raised his arm, and among the rumbling eagles, the dark red raven flapped his wings and landed on the man's arm.

Victor...

That was Merlin's guardian spirit, Victor the Raven Spirit.

Did Clark admit that the spirit raven was wrong?

It seems to have undergone a new evolution in hell.

It is bigger and more fierce than before. Between turning around and looking around, it is full of a domineering king of the sky.

"Uh"

The illusion of light converges at this moment.

Clark opened his eyes, and in front of him, the black-winged angel flapped his wings and stood in the same position with arms folded in an amorous pose.

There is not much expression on her neutral face.

she says:

"Do you believe it now?"

Clark nodded.

He lowered his guard. He said to the black wing angel who felt very strange in front of him:

"What is Merlin doing there? Where is that?"

"That's hell."

Merlin says:

"A special wasteland hell, it is now in Merlin's hands."

"Your old friend only needs a little more time to complete his final binding with that hell, and he will become the real **** lord."

"As for what he does there..."

"It's simple, he is reshaping it."

Heiyitian said in an unspiring tone:

"There will be his new home. Whether he wants it or not, he will have to shoulder his responsibility for that hell, so he hopes that it will become more in line with his aesthetic... that's it."

"Ok."

An undisguised smile flashed on Clark's face, and his whole temperament seemed to be happy at this moment.

He says:

"Then how long can he really come back?"

"Hard to say."

Merlin looked at the smile on Clark's face and she said softly:

"Maybe a few days, maybe a few months, are you looking forward to his return? Don't you forget the trouble he caused last time...he almost killed you, don't you hate him?"

"Why should I hate him?"

Clark pushed his glasses and said frankly:

"We punched each other to save the world, as he almost killed me...that's what I owe him."

"I owe him a favor, the world owes him, and it will never end..."

"Ok."

Merlin's mood at this time is quite complicated.

He didn't think Clark was lying.

Many people in this world are expecting him to come back, but what should he do after he returns?

Merlin didn't know it.

He broke the gambling game and gave the world freedom. He has done everything he wanted to do in his first half of his life.

In addition to participating in the **** king competition as the new **** lord, and trying his best to win, he seems to have no goal.

But this should not be the case.

The second half of Merlin's story should not be like this...

"What did Merlin send you to this world? Do you need my help?"

Clarke's question awakened Merlin, and the Blackwing Angel folded her wings. She said:

"It's some trivial things."

Merlin looked at the wedding ring on Clark's finger and she said:

"You don't need to help. He heard about your marriage with Louise. He is sorry that he didn't participate in the wedding, but he asked me to say joy to you."

"He said he hopes to see your children born when he returns."

Speaking of which, Merlin smiled.

Clark also smiled.

"Okay, I should go."

Merlin glanced at the office next to the strange sound, she blinked at Clark, she said:

"You better not disturb them... there is another friend of Merlin, rest assured, he will not threaten the city you are protecting."

After talking, the angel flapped his wings and flew out of the open window next to it.

Clark watched her disappear into the light of dawn. He rubbed his forehead. He whispered:

"I might be crazy..."

"But how do I feel that it was like Merlin was talking to me... He became a woman? Won't he?"

After a moment, Clark picked up his briefcase again and was ready to go home to sleep.

Good news made him relax.

When he left, he secretly put his ear on the door of the office, and he heard some blushing...

"Ok."

Clark looked weirdly from side to side, pulled up a sign labeled "Repairing", blocked it in front of the office door, then moved his hands and walked quickly into the elevator.

At the moment the elevator closed, Clark felt his belly.

"Merlin said he was looking forward to seeing me and Louise's child..."

"Louis is not at work today, maybe...should we also work hard?"

In the dawn sky of New York City, Angel Luther flapped his dark wings.

She flew into the city at supersonic speed, and after a few minutes, she landed on the side of Hell's Kitchen.

She looked at the house that was rebuilt after the disaster, almost exactly the same as the original house.

Merlin sighed with relief.

His eyes were full of nostalgia, and he stepped forward and opened the door.

The children are not at home today, they should be at Mei's house, this room is empty...

Uh, no, someone is there!

Merlin looked up and saw a woman who had never seen him walk down the stairs.

The woman only wore a veil and could not hide her beautiful figure.

She had bare feet and long blue hair fluttered behind her head.

Have beautiful faces and blue eyes.

But there is another extremely unreal beauty.

Icarus stood by the stairs, and she looked at Merlin who stood at the door, converging her wings in the light, and there was a crying smile on her face.

In Merlin's gaze, she stepped forward like a dance, spinning her body.

Between the gauze swings, she stood lightly in front of Merlin's eyes.

She said to Merlin:

"Do you like this body? Every part is your favorite look."

"I made it for you..."

"not bad."

Merlin held his chin and looked at Icarus in front of him with a gaze.

After a moment, she said softly:

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you in advance..."

"Boo boo boo!"

Icarus raised her finger and put it to her mouth. She blinked and said to Merlin:

"It's all gone, I have done something wrong, I'm trying to adapt..."

She opened her hands and hugged the angel in front of her. She buried her head in Merlin’s towering chest with nostalgia. She closed her eyes and said:

"It's good if you come back..."

"But I'm curious, Merlin, why do you choose a woman's body, don't you..."

"Snapped"

The expressionless Merlin curled his fingers and knocked on Icarus's head. She said:

"Don't think about it, I'm just... it was just this one at hand."

She hugged Icarus and she said:

"And... this thing is not allowed to speak out!"

"Well, I listen to you."

Icarus made a series of chuckles.

She looked up and looked at Merlin, who was one head above her.

It was Luther's face, but in Icarus' gaze, she seemed to see the soul deep in this body.

She has never looked at him in this way.

Icarus tipped his toes and Merlin's face sagged slightly.

In the warm morning light, the two girls kissed together...

This picture is too beautiful.

Without a trace of lust.

Uh, although Icarus has a soul and a body, she is still a robot, and she has no complex physiological emotions like lust.

This kiss is very pure.

Just to express my thoughts.

This was Icarus' first kiss. She was a little clumsy, but quickly immersed in it.

A few minutes later, Merlin took Icarus into the living room. She sat on the sofa. Icarus leaned in her arms. She stroked Icarus’ long blue hair. She said:

"What I entrusted you to prepare..."

"In preparation."

Icarus buried her head in Merlin's arms. She closed her eyes and felt the peace of mind. She said:

"Zatanna is helping the deadpool to find the princess, and my smart weapons are also looking for ancestors in Europe...but the guy hides very well."

"Not even if you can't find it."

A light flashed in Merlin's eyes, he said:

"There are so many enemies, and it's the same to find other people...just need a drop of blood, don't be so particular."

"Bone, meat, blood, and a suitable container, I will soon be really back."

She turned her head and kissed Icarus in her hair.

she says:

"No need to wait too long..."

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