Shadow of the Beautiful World

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According to Merlin's experience, ordinary people have no resistance to the sleeping spell.

This spell is not a lethal black magic, so there is no such thing as a save. Even a determined person is easily affected by the sleeping spell. Even if he cannot immediately go to sleep, he will become exhausted by being hit by the sleeping spell.

So in the action of the Aurors, the Sleeping Charm is one of the most frequently used attack spells, but if there are advantages, there must be weaknesses.

The weakness of the Sleeping Mantra is that the time the person is sleeping is uncertain.

Some people may sleep for a whole day because of the spell, but some people may wake up after a few minutes.

The most troublesome thing is that this time limit is almost nowhere to be found. Of course, for wizards, this is hardly a weakness, even if awake, then throwing a sleeping spell will not waste too much time.

"Uh"

After being hit by the Sleeping Curse, the little girl who was holding the bowl and drinking porridge was almost immediately lying on the table. The porridge bowl in her hand fell to the ground, but before it broke, she was caught by a sudden hand Too.

Merlin put the bowl on the table, and he appeared in the shadows and walked to the sleeping old man leaning on the chair. He reached out and opened his eyelids, facing each other.

"Legilimens! (Dementor)"

With the spell Merlin read out, the next moment, his will entered the old man's thinking in front of him.

The first picture he saw was also the most memorable picture of the old man, when he was a child when his father handed him the Hydra ring on his hand.

"Bloodlines will bring glory and responsibility."

The old man's father said this to him.

Merlin snorted disdainfully.

The phrase "blood brings glory", but *** those pedigrees of the bloodlined, mad racist madman, it seems that the identity of this old man is indeed innocent.

At least his father is a diehard politician.

After learning this, Merlin no longer kept his hands, and with the maintenance of the magic power, the fragments of the memory he dug became more.

Merlin took a quick look at it. The contents of the banker's trivia did not matter. Merlin was looking for the connection between this guy and the Hydra.

"Yes!"

Merlin saw a picture where several people, including the old man, met at a luxuriously decorated and brightly lit reception. They all seem to be very identifiable people, and they seem to be good friends.

Merlin noticed that some special signs were worn on these people, either rings, bracelets, necklaces or brooches. The logos cover the body with different patterns, but if you look closely, you can see the logo of the skull octopus surrounded by those patterns.

However, the skull and octopus logos of these people are slightly different, perhaps representing different factions in the Hydra organization.

And when they meet, they will use a soothing and serious tone to whisper a sentence similar to a secret sign to each other.

"HailHydra! (Long live the Hydra)"

"You really are a Hydra!"

At this time, Merlin had no trace of mercy for this kind-hearted old man, and he increased his memory reading again.

The next moment, another piece of memory buried deep in the mind of the Hydra Banker was excavated.

It was a round table with a heavy atmosphere.

The old man was sitting at the table, the lights were very dim, and it was in line with the atmosphere of secret associations. Merlin looked at a glance. At this huge table, at least 10 people were sitting!

"We found important information."

A guy with a mask said:

"It gives us the information of a powerful warrior, like a super soldier like Steve Rogers during World War II. And this thing is not the same as the "death warrior plan" that has been failing, and Daniel is intoxicated, that The unreliable alien project is also different, it has entered the final test stage."

"Then try to get it."

Sitting on the other side of the table, a woman with a charming voice in hoarse said:

"But you are telling the news here, I guess, do you need help?"

"Yes."

The first person to speak said:

"I can't use our deep-seated powers, and will be found by the intractable Fury, and must rely on external forces. Madam, the wizards under your command, can I accomplish the tasks I need them to do?"

"If it is torture and murder."

The woman known as "Lady" casually said:

"no problem."

"well."

The man said with satisfaction:

"Besides that, I need another thing."

He says:

"Children are always the weakness of adults. If you want loyal and capable people to serve us, you must catch a weakness. Bankers, the friends in the "darkness" you have recently made should be able to easily accomplish this. Things. It’s up to them to do it, but it’s still a blind eye. Just take this as a sincere expression before we cooperate with each other."

"no problem."

The old banker replied cheerfully:

"Give me information, I will arrange it, Your Excellency Speaker."

"Next, we should talk about the situation in Eastern Europe. Regarding the demands of the Ten Commandments, I think their thinking is very dangerous, not..."

Merlin was reading this memory quietly, but at this moment, the speaker's voice suddenly disappeared, and the review of this memory also became blurred.

It's like a banker can't maintain normal thinking.

Merlin interrupted the Dementor, and he saw that the banker's old face was already filled with a strange blue.

It's like being poisoned!

Merlin frowned and threw a healing curse on the old man, trying to help him delay the spread of the strange toxin, but what Merlin expected was that the healing curse had no effect at all.

The cyan brilliance spread very fast, almost in the blink of an eye, code-named the banker's old man, and he completely lost his breath.

"This is not a toxin..."

Merlin took a step back. He carefully checked the banker who was still gentle and looked like he was asleep.

After a moment, he couldn't help but clenched his fingers.

"This is a curse. It was my reading of his memory that triggered the curse."

"In the Hydra, there is wizard power. No, not necessarily a wizard, but it must be related to magic."

Merlin felt a little frustrated at this moment. He didn't have enough knowledge of magic. He didn't even notice the curse that was released in the banker's body before he started the dementor.

But... Merlin is not nothing.

He glanced at the banker who had lost his breath, and at the wife and granddaughter who were still alive beside him. He shook his head, turned to black mist, and disappeared into the restaurant.

He already knew the cause of the death of Richard and Mary, and the reason why Peter Jr. was kidnapped.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. was infiltrated, and the research of Richard and Mary was leaked, which caused them to kill themselves. They used the hands of the vampire radicals to kidnap Peter to try to threaten... and so on, wrong.

Merlin in DuPont's taxi, rubbing his forehead, suddenly woke up.

He overlooked an important issue, that is time.

Richard and Mary were killed more than 11 o'clock yesterday morning, and Peter was kidnapped nearly midnight last night.

If Hydra planned this, after knowing that Richard and Mary died, kidnapping Peter is meaningless. These highly hidden Hydras are very confidential and they should not do this. Things happening outside the festival.

Unless, there is a secret that Merlin did not know.

"unfortunately..."

Merlin was sitting in the back seat of a speeding taxi. He looked sadly at the sun shining outside the window. He said softly:

"The current clue is broken, but Richard, Mary... rest assured, before all the people with blood on their hands pay enough..."

"I won't stop."

"I will take care of your children, and I will watch Little Peter become as good as you. He must be a good person. This is my commitment!"

"Go with confidence..."

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A few days later, in the cemetery on the outskirts of New York City, Merlin, wearing a black suit and holding an umbrella in the rain, looked blankly at the coffin covered with dirt in front of him.

Beside him, the cousin was crying in the arms of his brother-in-law, and there were tears in the eyes of his brother-in-law.

Eric, Charlie, the little Matt who has just joined the Merlin family, and Peter, who is ignorant, all stand in front of this plain tombstone.

Next to Merlin, Hill in a black suit came to mourn on behalf of Fury and SHIELD.

At the funeral, there was a slightly stranger, Vivienne Graham, who was organized on behalf of the emperor. In the past few months, they have had a good time with the Richards and they have been very happy to cooperate.

Father Paul, dressed in a priesthood, holding the Bible. In this falling raindrop, he said in a solemn voice:

"Our God is a fire, because the people of our country will be driven out into the darkness outside."

"You returned to the earth because you were born from the earth."

"We have no long-lived city here."

Father Paul's voice was full of deep sorrow. He was a qualified clergyman. In his voice, even Merlin couldn't help closing his eyes.

He raised the umbrella in his hand in the direction of Hill, feeling the rain falling from the sky, the cold raindrops.

This is not the first time he has lost his family.

After he was born, his parents died in disaster.

But this is the first time Merlin has lost his family and friends after he has the power to protect himself and protect others.

The feeling of powerlessness between life and death makes Merlin's heart full of self-blame.

"Maybe... sometimes peace is not the only answer."

He said softly.

Beside him, Hill heard this sentence. Hill looked at Merlin. Her chief was still the same as before, with no change.

But Hill could feel that Merlin did change.

In the period after returning from Afghanistan, Chief Merlin has undergone some changes.

Like the wine brewing in the dark, some things that are not visible on the outside are slowly fermenting in his heart, but what it will breed, at least for now, no one knows.

After a few minutes, the funeral ended.

Ben, who was strong in spirit, spoke to Hill and Vivienne. Eric took the hands of Peter and Matt and walked back into the car. Charlie helped the sad Mei out of this sad place.

As for Merlin, he stood alone in front of the tombstone. He looked at the name on the tombstone. He was in a complicated mood.

"Everyone will say good things about the dead, but the funeral is for the living. If you tamper with the past, it will weaken the lessons we learned from death. You may also learn some lessons, Lord Merlin."

A strange voice came from behind Merlin. Merlin did not look back. He whispered coldly:

"I'm in a bad mood now, and I don't have time to discuss philosophical issues with a half-vampire."

"Give you 5 seconds...Go!"

"I'm not here to discuss philosophical issues with you."

Behind Merlin, a man wearing a black leather trench coat, lined with a black vest and military leather pants, wearing combat boots on his feet, wearing sunglasses, short hair, with black gloves, and a straight-edged knife on his back The half-vampire, step by step in the rain, walked to Merlin's side.

He looked at the tombstone. After a while, he said to Merlin:

"I'm here to warn you."

"What you did in Queens angered Deacon Forest, the leader of the radical vampire, who issued a reward for you. He paid $20 million to buy your head. You should be careful recently."

"Really?"

Merlin put his hands in the trouser pocket of his suit. He stood in the rain of increasing pressure, his eyes closed, like a sculpture.

Faced with the strange warning of the half-vampire, on his pale face, the corner of his mouth rose slightly, and a ridiculous smile was drawn.

"Good, this is exactly what I want."

"Come on, let them come."

"Let me see, which self-respecting rats are included in their sinking broken ship...friends, don't you introduce yourself before you leave?"

Behind Merlin, the half-vampire, who was as silent as he came, had turned his head and walked out a few steps.

After hearing Merlin's inquiry, he stopped and said without looking back:

"Blade."

"Vampire hunter...blade!"

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