Shadow of the Beautiful World

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Under the bright moonlight, in the desolate beach.

A special "goodbye ceremony" is in progress.

The demigod Night Jackal, holding a black ceremonial battle axe, stood on the beach in front of Necorodamus. She stared at the near-dying black wizard who had been cut under her feet with a happy eye.

Those terrible assassins who had just fought with each other just now had their weapons taken away.

They wore peculiar robes, covering their cheeks with hoods one by one, and looked dark and cold in the dead night.

"help me!"

Necroda Mousse was lying on the beach, blood flowing out of the scars on his chest and neck.

He could feel life flowing out of his body like flowing water, just like a pierced balloon, quickly becoming shrivelled.

He stretched out his hand towards the night jackal in front of him.

The trembling fingers were covered with blood.

His eyes are full of prayers, full of longing for life, just like a sincere plea, like a prayer in despair.

Ye Jacket comes from Hades, she is the daughter of Hades.

As long as she is willing to help, the dying dark wizard can survive.

But will Jackal help?

"If you fulfilled the contract just now, let me be free...maybe I will help you again."

The goddess released her hand, and the ceremonial tomahawk stood like a pillar. She crouched down and looked at the weak black wizard. In her oddly painted eye sockets, her narrow eyes were full of cold.

she says:

"Now, I'm happy to be with you, watching you slowly die in pain."

"My father often said that death is easy... but the focus is on the painful process, not the result of being neat."

"As for me, I am not as open-minded as my father."

Ye Ji laughed.

She stood up and took hold of her ceremonial tomahawk again.

She raised the eccentric weapon, her eyes full of indifference.

she says:

"When there is a good reason for suffering, I will be satisfied with any violence."

"We...we have a contract!"

The black wizard felt that a terrible crucifixion was coming, he was struggling like a dying bug, he shouted:

"You can't break the contract!"

"puff"

As soon as his words fell, the sharp tail of the ceremonial battle axe pierced his chest.

He did not pierce the heart, but cut the lung lobes, which prevented the dark wizard from dying immediately. Before the release of death, he would only suffer more pain.

"wrong!"

Ye Jacket twisted the battle axe.

She listened to the terrible wailing of the people under her feet, which was like the most beautiful music, making her mouth curl up.

She stepped on the trembling body of the dark wizard and pulled the battle axe out of the flesh.

She said word by word:

"I have a contract with that book...not with you!"

"I reminded you many times when you were arrogant, but unfortunately, you still didn't figure out the difference between the two. In the past 7 months, you treated me as a servant..."

"It's very fulfilling, right?"

Ye Jacket raised the battle axe again, she said softly:

"Then, the great Lord Necroda Mousse... let me take care of you."

"puff"

The sound of weapons piercing flesh came again.

This time, the weak black wizard could not even make a sound.

The harshness and hatred in Ye Jacky's words made him realize that he had no possibility of escaping.

However, he faced a demigod walking out of the underworld.

As long as Ye Jacket was willing, he could live in a sigh of relief until Ye Jacket vented all the anger and hatred accumulated in his heart.

"Come on, this ugly massacre has nothing to look at."

Outside the beach, Victoria the Hunter Assassin withdrew the sleeve sword. She glanced at the night jackal and the black wizard. She said to Leila beside her:

"The task has been completed, the next thing has nothing to do with us."

"Although I know that the dark wizard will die."

Leila shrugged. In the moonlight, she and her partner left the beach side by side, she said:

"But I still think he is a bit miserable."

Hearing Laila’s sigh, Myers, the Assassin master who emerged from the shadow, whispered:

"How arrogant you are when you are proud, and how painful you are when you are frustrated, all the hatred in this world does not come out of thin air..."

Behind Miles, the always silent John Wick also said:

"No matter what time, no matter in which world... the most arrogant, always the weakest one."

The four master assassin missions are like playing games, each person speaks only one sentence.

Finally, Victoria made a summary.

"The sorcerer can live to the present, not because he is strong enough, but because the master needs him to live to the present."

"As for these despairs and pains, that is just to blame."

"Don't say that."

Leila chuckled, she held Victoria's wrist, she said like a joke:

"They dare to make a deal with the **** lord. At first glance, it is a real ruthless character. He must have been prepared to face the tragic death. We outsiders should not worry about others."

"Speaking of which, I am more curious than the ending of Necroda Mousse, what kind of reward the master has prepared for us in New York..."

"Go and see if you know?"

Victoria chuckled.

In the midnight moonlight, the four assassins soon disappeared at the end of the beach.

The screams coming from behind seemed to be sending farewell songs for them.

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In the Wasteland Hell, Merlin looked at the dark shudder in his hand.

This book from the original Evil God is very disobedient, it does not seem to think that Merlin is its next holder.

This is also normal.

After all, the Dark God Book will not have a master. If one holder dies, it will randomly choose the next holder and constantly abandon one guy after another.

Like a bird without feet, it will never stay for anyone.

This is the rule laid down by the mysterious big shadow Sisthorne in making this book.

This rule will continue unless it is destroyed.

But fortunately, Merlin is not eager to leave this book that will only bring endless doom to the holder.

"Don't move! Don't jump! Don't howl..."

Merlin pressed the restless black book with one hand.

The orange light is suppressed on the surface of this book, but there are signs that it cannot be suppressed.

"I just need a page of paper."

Merlin said to the book:

"Like last time, I will let you go just by tearing off the next page. I have no intention to imprison you... cooperate a little, okay?"

The dark divine book's struggle weakened a bit.

It seemed to understand Merlin.

At the moment when Merlin let go of his finger, the book spread out strangely, and a sheet of paper stood in front of Merlin's eyes. It was swaying and filled with an impatient gesture.

This is obvious.

Quickly tear off the paper.

It has no interest in staying in this waste land and this ghost place.

"Really character."

Merlin said aloud.

He reached out to hold the piece of paper standing in front of his eyes, and with the sound of tearing the paper, the empty white paper was torn from the body of the Dark God Book.

Merlin looked at the blank sheet of paper in his hand, and under his gaze, the torn piece of paper quickly changed its texture.

After just a few seconds, it changed to what it once was parchment.

Lying so quietly in Merlin's palm.

The unfolded dark book of God suddenly closed at this moment, and the space around it shook, and the book was leaving here.

"and many more!"

Merlin's finger pressed again on the quaint cover of the dark divine book, preventing it from leaving.

He says:

"About the contract of the night jackal..."

"Roar!"

A low roar rang in Merlin's mind, as if a certain will was questioning in anger.

Obviously, this anger of Merlin's request to make the Dark God Book out of the way is asking Merlin why he should interfere with its existing rules.

Yejie's contract with the Dark God Book was not fulfilled.

In fact, at the moment when the Dark God Book abandoned the black wizard, the night jackal did not fulfill Nekorodamus's requirements.

"I didn't deliberately stir it up."

Merlin frowned and said to the black book in front of him:

"But I don't believe it. You can't understand what the dark wizard did. He was just abusing the contract. He found your loophole and extended the constantly changing content of a contract into countless."

"If you have to be reasonable, then I think that Ye Ji has served him for more than 7 months, and the so-called contract should have been completed!"

"She deserves freedom!"

Dark Divine Book kept beating in Merlin's hands.

It was like a bear child who was irritable and could not listen to opinions, neither refuting Merlin's explanation nor willing to complete the contract.

The two sides began to stalemate.

This made Merlin's blue eyes flash a bit of fire, but soon he calmed down, he turned to look at the parchment in his palm, and a smile appeared on his face.

Merlin clasped the irritable dark book in one hand, spread out the parchment in one hand, and put it on the table.

Orange light appeared in his hands, converging into a quill pen.

Merlin wrote on the parchment:

"How should I convince it?"

This scene is as usual.

In Merlin's gaze, a big, graffiti-like smile appeared on the parchment like a stick figure.

Those lines jumped quickly, and soon regrouped into a paragraph.

"Unable to convince."

"Book of Dark God, Scroll of Sithan, Book of Sin, Book of Death, etc. These are all aliases of the book in your hand. It represents the evil deeds of the original evil god, and it represents mocking and abandonment of fate. The language."

"It's like a greedy glutton, stubbornly unwilling to give up every captured soul, and it makes no sense to reason with it."

"But being unable to persuade does not mean that it cannot be cracked, just as the greedy person will never give up the gold stacked in front of you. You cannot erase that contract, but you can replace it with a richer bait."

"The only question is, what kind of contract can satisfy such a greedy dark **** book?"

The parchment seemed to provoke Merlin's guts, and a warning appeared on its surface:

"It will never have a master, but it does not mean that it cannot be used by you."

Merlin looked at the line.

His eyes were full of thoughts.

A moment later, his finger flicked, and the broken soul from Lord Marduk appeared in the finger.

He brought the soul close to the Dark God Book, which was like a beast smelling flesh and blood, the kind of trembling that almost wanted to escape, quickly transformed into an extreme desire.

It does not need to rely on devouring the soul to survive.

It just wants this soul, very pure, very greedy.

"I used it to replace Yejirazan."

Merlin told the Dark Book:

"I will sacrifice it to you, you let Razam free... deal?"

Dark Divine Book quieted down.

This guy seems to be thinking about gains and losses.

After a few seconds, it projected a piece of information into Merlin's mind, which made Merlin laugh.

"Your appetite is really big... I will not give you my soul, but we can change the request, for example, all the souls I hunted in the future will be divided into one percent, until I fail or die. That day."

"Om"

A dark magic erupted in the Dark God Book, pulling Merlin's soul into his own body.

Represents the establishment of the transaction.

Merlin laughed. He picked up the dark book and handed it to Icarus, who was standing by. He said to Icarus:

"Take it back to the mysterious house, give it to Xuanlan, put it in the storage room, and don't let other people touch it."

Mechanical Ji nodded, and turned away with the Dark God Book.

After Icarus stepped out, Merlin said without looking back:

"You must not read it yourself!"

Ji Ji's footsteps stopped, the lady with long blue hair pouted, her careful thought was peeped through.

If this book is as magical as the legend, then it must know how to turn a mechanical life into real flesh and blood?

But since Merlin asked...

Then forget it.

Icarus does not intend to disobey Merlin, because these things conflict with him, and there is not much need.

After Icarus left, Merlin looked at the parchment.

This time he didn't write anything, and there was still writing on the parchment.

Greetings like a long-awaited reunion.

It was like a polite meeting for the first time.

In short, on the light parchment, under a big, stick-like, weird smile, there was a handwriting that shone like fire.

"Hello, Merlin."

Merlin smiled. He picked up the orange quill and wrote it carefully on the parchment.

"Hello, Dream God."

"I have a question I want to ask you that I can't get back to after thinking..."

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