Shadow of the Beautiful World

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For Merlin, the blade is not a stranger.

Dickon paid money to reward Merlin's head, the blade told Merlin.

Of course, at that time, the blade just wanted to warn Merlin to pay attention to the danger that might come. After all, as a warrior who hunted down vampires all over the world, the Blade didn’t want to see that a public official who could suppress the vampires in New York just died under the vicious assassination of vampires.

Therefore, from this point, the relationship between Merlin and Blade may not be a friend, but it is definitely not an enemy.

"You, why are you here?"

After the blade landed, he heard Merlin's voice and put away the silver-white straight-edged sword in his hand.

This guy's posture for collecting the sword is different from other people Merlin has seen, mainly because the blade sheath of the blade is fixed straight on the back, so when he inserts the sword, from the front, it seems as if it is direct Insert the sharp sword into his spine.

"Who is she?"

There was a heavy murderous spirit on Brother Blade's body, as well as the same strong **** smell. Obviously, this tough-looking big brother was straightforward and went all the way into the deepest part of this building.

"She is my colleague."

Merlin nodded to Elsa and motioned to Miss Bloodstone to put away her weapon. He said to the blade:

"Your way of playing is more "grand" than our two."

The blade didn't care about Merlin's ridicule. After the sunglasses, he focused more on Elsa. For a moment, the blade shook his head, he said:

"You are a demon hunter, right, lady...griff? Or a cat?"

The blade problem caused Merlin and Elsa to look at each other subconsciously, and then they saw the blade Shi Shiran took a black metal pendant from his pocket.

The style is similar to the pendant on Elsa's neck, but the shape is a roaring bear head.

"I am the Xiong School, uh, barely the Xiong School."

The blade shrugged and saw the real person. The murderousness of him suddenly dissipated a lot.

He kindly said to Elsa:

"I once doubted whether my mentor had been telling me some legendary stories to lie to me, but after seeing you, I knew that he did not deceive me. The demon hunter really exists and I am glad to see you, My fellow."

"For the first time outside Europe, I saw the bear school hunter."

Elsa responded:

"Shouldn't your base camp be in Siberia?"

"This question will be discussed later."

The blade looked around. He saw the corroded glass cabinets. He said to Merlin:

"You got the text of the book of death?"

"Ok."

Merlin nodded:

"But you may be disappointed, Elsa told me that those are not the books of Dracula's death."

"Actually, I know."

With a sly smile on the dark face of the blade, he said to Merlin:

"My mentor told me long ago that Dracula had not set foot in the Americas for a long time, at least not yet. The stupid Deacon was deceived."

"You and your tutor are too happy too early."

Elsa crossed her arms and said to the blade:

"While it is not a book of death, it is another genuine ancient heritage. Deacon is looking for a batch of ancient'source blood' that has been at least more than 200 years old. Once it has obtained that blood, you have to face it. Is just an old monster who has returned from the river of time."

The blade's expression changed at this moment. He didn't hesitate for long, especially after the harsh alarm sounded, the blade made a decision immediately.

"Manhattan's "Hammerhead Shark" Wharf, the deepest abandoned factory."

The blade said to Merlin and Elsa:

"Two hours later, at the meeting, my mentor and I welcome you."

After speaking, the blade turned and rushed deeper into the hall. A few seconds later, the fierce exchange of fire and the screams of vampires mixed into the hall.

"Dad didn't lie to me, Xiong School..."

Elsa shrugged, and she said:

"It turned out to be a group of positive violent elements."

"We should go."

Merlin raised his wrist and looked at the time. His left hand rested on Elsa's slender waist. This action stiffened Miss Bloodstone's body. But Merlin didn't care, he turned around and asked:

"Are you afraid of heights?"

"what?"

Elsa hadn't reacted yet, the next moment, the thick smoke lifted her up into the sky.

Accurately passed the breach that the blade exploded overhead. In the whispering wind, Merlin wrapped the shadow on Elsa’s body. The two were like ghosts that did not exist. After more than ten seconds, they flew from a window opened in a hole of more than 60 meters high in this office building. Came out.

"Damn it!"

Elsa felt like she was flying in the air, she lowered her head to see the clear ground, and even more terrible, she felt like she was wrapped in a cloud in the smoke created by Merlin The feeling of being empty seems to be that she will fall from a height in the next second.

"The next time you want to fly... will you tell me in advance?"

Merlin condensed her upper body in the air, and Elsa was like a koala. She hugged Merlin's waist, and she shouted:

"At least prepare me mentally."

"Do not worry."

Merlin smiled at his subordinates. He said:

"Speaking of flying in the air, I am an old driver."

"Where are we going next?"

In the sky, Elsa's long orange hair danced wildly, and she asked:

"Do you go directly to the pier in Manhattan?"

"Do not!"

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

"House of Blood!"

"I need you to translate those crippled texts. We must first find out who the heir of the "blood god" is. I heard that legendary vampires have their unique power...I mean, just in case In the worst case, we must prepare for it in advance."

"2 hours may not be enough."

Elsa grabbed Merlin's arm, she tried to let go of Merlin's body like a bird, waving her arms in the mist surrounding her body, she was experiencing the feeling of flying while facing Merlin Say:

"The text is very troublesome to translate, and it is still incomplete."

"It's ok."

Merlin looked in the direction of Manhattan and he replied:

"You can translate as much as you can... Isn't there an old hunter on the blade? He can cultivate a warrior like the blade, which means that the old man has something in his hand."

"So what you said."

Miss Bloodstone nodded, she stretched her body and said to Merlin:

"I've seen half-vampires who work peacefully to earn money, have seen them integrate into human society to do business, and have even seen a mayor of half-vampires in France. But half-vampire hunters...I really saw it for the first time ."

"The presence of the blade will definitely make the old-fashioned old men in Europe feel angry."

"Elsa, I have a question. Do you think the blade is really a half-vampire?"

Merlin suddenly asked:

"I feel that he is not the same as other half-vampires."

"It's really different."

Elsa replied:

"He is a vampire with a very weak breath, unlike ordinary people who have been bitten. But he does smell like a vampire... I have never seen such a weird situation, and I guess my dad must have never seen it. "

"Ok."

Merlin nodded:

"Then wait two hours before talking. I believe that if he is willing to fight alongside us, then he should reveal this secret to us."

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"boom"

A cell phone was slammed into the corner of the wall, accompanied by a clear sound, the expensive vase placed on the edge of the mansion, turned into a pile of meaningless fragments in the anger of the owner.

Deacon Forest, the radical leader of the New York vampire, is now standing in a luxurious hall, yelling like an angry bull.

This half-vampire with great ambitions and strong wrists has a beautiful appearance, a perfect body, golden hair above his head, and gentle blue eyes like a lover, giving it an indescribable charm. .

It should be a real handsome guy when he is an ordinary person, otherwise it will not be looked at by the lonely blood lady.

It's a pity that it was a long time ago, and that time was so long that Deacon had forgotten the appearance of the "blood" lady who had "given" it for the first time.

Of course, it is also possible that Deacon deliberately forgot all this.

After all, it wasn't a boastful thing to be a lady's darling.

A few barely naked vampires saw their leaders so angry, they stood up and tried to comfort Deakin. But it was pushed away by Dickon.

"Get out! Get out!"

It shouted at the ladies around it, obviously, it was in a bad mood...very bad.

The female vampires were afraid of Deakin's power. They did not dare to express their anger and could only leave the room obediently.

A moment later, another voice came from behind Deakin.

It was a little hoarse, with a touch of gloom, and at the same time a touch of green voice, a voice belonging to the girl.

"what happened again?"

There was a hint of impatience in the voice.

"Your control of the emotions is too bad, your mind should not be so impetuous, it will make you defeated when accepting the "Blood God"."

The voice said with a trace of warning and with a trace of sternness:

"Everything is going according to plan, everything has come to the last step, you should sincerely look forward to your perfect new life, rather than vent this boring anger."

"They found it!"

Dickon was angry because something bad happened.

But even when it was so angry, it was still very humble in the face of the girl who only heard the sound but did not see her.

Humility almost flattered.

He lowered his head and tried to control his emotions. He said softly:

"That tricky vampire hunter, the blade of the Sunwalker...he rushed into my building and snatched the book of death. He probably already discovered our plan."

"is yours!"

The mysterious girl interrupted Deakin's description. She said softly:

"This is your plan, this is your effort to change your destiny, not mine. I just gave you a chance, and you seized this opportunity, nothing more."

"Blade... that's just a trivial person."

The girl's voice slowly dissipated in this hall, and she seemed unwilling to waste too much time on these little things.

"The Temple of Eternal Night has been found. Your people are cleaning it. Even if the blade is chasing your footsteps from now on, he will be too late. When he finds everything, you have been reborn with the power of the "Blood God". .."

"Diken, you will not be so cowardly that you will be afraid of the blade after being a legendary vampire?"

"Do not!"

Dickon gritted his teeth and said:

"I never fear him!"

"Then give me a decent point! You are a warrior, you must be a warrior!"

The girl's voice became cold again:

"Mediocre will cannot be legendary...Diken, this is my last warning to you."

Dickon stood there, he didn't answer, he knew that the mysterious and powerful girl didn't need his answer.

As the girl said, all legends about the blood god, like a surprise gift pack, suddenly hit Deakin's head a few months ago. The South American vampires who adore the girl put all the inheritance of the blood **** in front of Dickon.

But it's not because Deakin is so special...just because Deakin was encountered by South American vampires, the first blood family willing to believe them.

In other words, if another vampire met these South American compatriots earlier than Dicken, then it would be another half-vampire who is about to get the blood **** heritage now.

Dickon is not stupid. It can feel that the mysterious girl whom the South American vampires call "witch" actually does not care who the blood **** falls in.

She didn't even care if the blood **** would be re-inherited.

all of these...

Deakin gave all the inheritance he wanted, in the girl's view, maybe, it was just a boring game.

Dickon did not know the girl’s true identity, nor did she dare to check or even guess.

It knows that no matter who the girl is, it's someone it can't afford.

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"What a waste!"

In another place, a mystery that is not in New York.

A girl wearing a blue-black hooded windbreaker, a memory tight combat uniform, and a dark red pendant on her neck, sitting in a desolate ruin on this side in a meditative posture.

Her hood was worn very low on her head, and the shadow of the hood covered most of her face.

But in terms of body shape, she will definitely not be over 15 years old...even maybe just over 10 years old.

The girl closed her eyes and whispered:

"Even the puppets can't do well...but fortunately, I have never had any confidence in you."

A moment later, the girl snorted coldly. She stretched out her left hand, and above the fingers with black mittens, the magic like embers wrapped around her, and a mirror completely reconstructed by magic appeared before her eyes.

She opened her eyes, which were a pair of gem-like, blue-gray eyes.

She looked at the picture in the mirror and the corner of her mouth slowly revealed a slightly indifferent smile.

"I am interested in you, and you still came."

"I am weak and incompetent..."

"brother."

In front of the mysterious girl, in the mirror, reflected...

It's Merlin.

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