Shadow of the Beautiful World

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"Namo?"

Hearing the name of Lingdie, Merlin's mind quickly emerged a memory.

This is not the first time he heard this name. When the first messenger of the alien race, the water-controlling alien Tritan left the earth, he said he had made a friend on the earth. He said that The guy's name is Namo and he claims to be the king of the seven seas.

Merlin remembered this because Nemo sent his pet, and a large white shark sent Cui Tan back to the coast.

At that time, the stranger said that Namo was preparing for a trip around the world... Well, it seems that the journey of the King of the Seven Seas may have ended in the waters of Mexico.

Of course, when I think of Namo, Merlin will instinctively think of Arthur, who still lives with his father in Port Cien, Maine. Vico, an undersea man in Atlantis, once told Merlin that Arthur might also become King of the Seven Seas.

But Arthur should be just 20 years old this year, and Nemo, who was blindly masked with Merlin... The ghost knows how old this guy is.

"From your expression, should you know him?"

Lingdie leaning on the head of the bed glanced at Merlin's expression, she said:

"Can you know, it seems that the Namo is not a general. I lost the wrong?"

"I just heard his name."

Merlin reached out and stroked Butterfly's hair. He said:

"He is an Atlantis, born a supernatural creature, he should still be a royal family, with good blood and strong power, you are not wronged. But I think you should not be so embarrassed, even if you can't fight it Can't you escape?"

"My ability has not been stable in recent years, genius."

Lingdie rolled her eyes, she said to Merlin:

"Don't forget, when I went to Canada to help you, I was also shocked by the **** weird energy."

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault."

Merlin soothed the spirit butterfly. He stood up and supported the spirit butterfly to let her lie on the bed. He said to the spirit butterfly:

"You are here to take a good rest, I will ask the guys who were captured by Clark to see what information they can get from them."

Lingdie nodded, she clutched the quilt, like a wounded little girl, when Merlin turned and left, Lingdie suddenly asked:

"Little man..."

"Ok?"

Merlin turned to look at her, Lingdie's beautiful eyes blinked, and she asked:

"Are you going to vent me?"

"of course."

Merlin pushed his glasses. He said seriously:

"Someone bullied my good friend and seems to be doing some very bad and bad things. Since public and private, I have to teach them."

"Oh, so are we just good friends now?"

Lingdie gently lifted the quilt and deliberately exposed her slender legs. She said softly:

"Don't you want to go further? Look, little man, I am very weak now, no matter what you want, I can't resist..."

"Good boy, take a good rest."

Merlin's eyes stayed on Lingdie's perfect legs for a moment. He waved his fingers and closed the open quilt again. He said to Lingdie:

"We have passed that stage, and I am now in debt..."

"whispering sound"

Lingdie snorted dismissively, she closed her eyes and waved her hand:

"Go, go, Queen Ben is going to rest."

"See you then, Your Majesty."

Merlin also cooperated, exaggeratedly bowed to salute, and then quietly withdrew from the bedroom. At the moment the door closed, Lingdie opened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling. Holding her hair, she said:

"Damn... am I too single for too long? Now that the guy at Merlin is so beautiful..."

"Well, an illusion, this must be an illusion. It must be because I was too sensitive after being injured, um, just a good night's sleep."

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"boom"

Merlin pushed the bathroom door open. He looked at the three ladies who were **** by Clark in the bathroom, thrown in the bathtub, and the men who were thrown aside in a row.

Well, Clark was really a gentleman, he couldn't lay hands on women, and the three girls were basically not injured compared to the men who were beaten up.

Alas, women are born with special treatment.

"Hi, don't pretend to sleep, wake up!"

Merlin clapped his hands. He woke up to the three in front of him, but he couldn’t get rid of the three weird mutants who said:

"I have something to ask you."

His fingers were moving like a puppet, and in the middle of the black mist, the bodies of the three captives were taken over. They stood up stiffly and followed Merlin out of the bathroom.

Merlin sat on the sofa in the living room, and he looked at the three people in front of him.

They wear black combat uniforms with consistent styles, and there is an exaggerated "X" logo on the belt of the combat uniforms. It seems that the black hands behind these mutants are deliberately imitating the X-Men, these three young Girls, even their hairstyles and body decorations are modeled on the well-known X-Men.

"Counterfeit Storm Girl, Counterfeit Queen White, and Counterfeit...well, girl, who are you imitating?"

Merlin looked at the last girl. He couldn't really recognize which X-Men the short-haired girl imitated.

After all, the number of X-Men is also large, and not everyone has seen Merlin.

Faced with Merlin's question, the last girl looked very embarrassed, she whispered:

"Magic girl."

"Oh, Ruiwen."

Merlin nodded clearly, he was playing with a cigarette, he said:

"No wonder there is no sense of existence, but you are obviously not in imitation, or your understanding of your power is too shallow, but it has nothing to do with me. I don’t care if you can fight, I don’t care about you. Who... I want the secrets in your mind that you hurt my friend, so I advise you to tell yourself."

He pushed his glasses and a cold flash of light flashed in his eyes. He said:

"Don't let me do it myself... that hurts."

The three girls look at me and I look at you. They look very young. They have very little experience in dealing with the scene in front of them, and they are controlled by the black mist, unable to do any self-protection, which makes them very scared.

Yes, there is uncovered fear in their eyes.

God, they are still a group of real children, not qualified soldiers at all.

"Speak, who sent you to ambush the spirit butterfly?"

Merlin asked.

The counterfeit storm woman gave Merlin a terrified look, and she whispered:

"We received the order, but we don't know who the order came from, we are just the test... In the "home", the test is not qualified to ask more questions."

"Maybe Namo knows."

The fake Queen White standing beside her also said:

"He is different from us. He is a true warrior. He is responsible for training us. He is led by every trial task."

"tester..."

Merlin tasted the word. After a few seconds, he looked up and looked at the three young men in front of him. He said:

"What's your name?"

"My name is...17."

The counterfeit Storm Girl whispered:

"This is the codename they gave me. My real name... I forgot. It should be called...Zofi?"

"I am number 29."

The counterfeit White Emperor said expressionlessly:

"The first 28 white queen genetic tests have all failed. I am the only one that succeeded in mutation, but I don't think it is a matter of luck.

"I...I'm number 51."

The counterfeit magical woman with a low sense of presence looked at Merlin in fear, she said with some helplessness:

"I only left the laboratory five days ago. This is my first mission. I didn’t hurt your friend. I swear that it was all done by Namo. We are only responsible for bringing her back to the house." ."

"Ok."

Merlin nodded. Although the girls only spoke a few words, he was basically able to outline the prototype of the matter.

This matter is a little more complicated than he imagined, as can be seen from the number of these experimental samples. In this place in Mexico, an unknown organization is using the X-Men genetic template to mass-produce mutant warriors. .

The good news is that their experiment is not 100% successful. The bad news is that if this organization has been around long enough, the number of mutant warriors in their hands should have been quite alarming.

"Ah, it is an illegal private biological experiment, and a group of hidden ambitions."

Merlin rubbed his forehead. In recent years, he had some headaches in these endless crises. Perhaps the sensitive mice had predicted the chaos in advance, and they had begun to move in the dark.

The scale of those activities and the depth of their hiddenness make professional "rat trappers" like Merlin feel tricky.

"Where is your "home"?"

Merlin asked again.

This time, the three questioned girls shook their heads in unison, and the most mature character, the fake white queen, said to Merlin:

"We don't know that every mission is sent directly by the aircraft. We only know that it is a large laboratory with many test materials and test materials. It is strictly guarded and is a truly militarized organization."

"But, it should be in a swamp."

The most timid counterfeit female whispered:

"When I was sent out this time, I smelled the smell of the swamp... I knew that kind of smell. When I was a kid, I grew up in a small town by the swamp."

"Well, you guys are very cooperative, I like this attitude."

Merlin stood up, and he came to the fake white queen. He looked at this girl with a temperament very similar to the genuine white queen. They all belong to the type of iceberg beauty.

He looked into her eyes and he said:

"But I still need to confirm...don't resist, don't resist, you won't hurt..."

With bad words in his mouth, Merlin reached out and took off Icarus. During the launch of the Dementor, his spirit penetrated into the consciousness of the fake White Queen in front of him. As a new mutant cultivated with the gene fragments of the White Queen, this girl also inherited the super spiritual power of the White Queen, but under Merlin's warning, she did not resist this search of memory.

She is one of the most mature of these new mutants. She knows that neither the man who defeated them before, nor the man in the haze in front of them, can be resisted by these poor combatants.

Stubbornness can only be self-defeating, not to mention, the **** who use them as test items are not good to them...

For the sake of exploding collars, why do you still want to help the villains who kill the grass?

Mei Lin quickly glanced at the girl's memory in front of him. He saw the situation in the "home", like a super-large hospital, with many laboratories and dormitory areas.

Among the experimental materials, there are adults like these young people, but more of them are children.

Children of various skin colors, from various countries, they were collected in that "home", and within a few days, the child will be taken away, vaccinated with X gene fragments, and then treated like Ajax Like Germany, those **** abused these children in a variety of ways, allowing them to activate the mutant's ability.

Merlin certainly knows why these **** who go to **** have to experiment with children.

He once talked with Professor Charles, children who have not grown up have greater potential, and most mutants are also capable of awakening in childhood, so children are more suitable for mutant catalytic tests than adults. Material.

Merlin was like a bystander, looking at the memory in the girl's mind, the desperate corridors, the desperate cry for help, and the suppressed cry, like a **** full of malice.

The last scene in the memory of the fake White Queen is the lower body of the building, the small bodies covered in white cloth and pushed into it...

That was a failed product...

Merlin dropped out of memory, and he no longer needs to watch more.

The white emperor whose memory was searched was pale, her body was crumbling, and Merlin's consciousness put her under terrible pressure. If it was not for her to control her body, she might have fallen.

Merlin lifted the puppetry, and he said mildly to the counterfeit Storm Girl and the counterfeit Magic Girl around him:

"Take care of your friends and wait here."

He instructed that on Icarus's lens, communication with Coulson was also connected, and Merlin said to Coulson:

"To convene the S.D.O.L.D. action team, I also need a minimum of 50 Aegis Hunters and the ‘Overwatch’ squad at the ghost base to bring the Thunder Commando together.”

"I will send you the assembly point later...this will be an annihilation operation."

"Okay, chief."

Coulson responded succinctly. Merlin hung up the communication. He looked back at the three trembling girls sitting on the sofa. He pushed his glasses and said softly:

"Ah, this is no longer a personal grudge."

"There are always some tumors in this world... that must be eradicated, for those souls worth living in peace..."

"The despicable people must die!"

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