Shadow of the Beautiful World

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"boom"

The hazy sky at the border of Hell was filled with purple thunder, just like a round of purple sun bursting on the sky, and like the sky shattered by a thundering thunder.

The radiant light swayed across the barren plain. The extremely high temperature and the raging waves of the beating arc swept away all life on this plain.

After the halo of the Hellfire Pillar caused by the third headshot of the Ghost Rider slowed down, a huge purple thunderbolt descended from the sky.

It is like a fierce and crazy punch, fiercely blasted on the battlefield where the terrain has been changed. The three-phase power and the evil spirit knight’s counterattack collide with the shining light, which makes the three extremely evil elements watching from the side. Can't help covering her eyes.

"You can't let him mess up like this next time."

Liana covered her eyes and spit on the sword:

"Every time he fights here, my site suffers once. There are no demons in this desert now. The terrain has been reshaped three times over and over again... What a hell."

"He didn't dare to let go of his hands and feet anywhere else."

Satana reached out and wrapped her arms around Liana's shoulder. This charming lady said:

"Due to his cursed power, dare to use it in this world, the battle mage of Karma Taj came to the door in minutes... The destructive power was too strong, and the real thing came, and it was easy to tear down a city."

"Speaking of which, the evil knight is very powerful."

Satana looked at the place where the light converged from her fingers, she said:

"It wasn't as difficult as Merlin hit the hive last time...can't the three-phase force defeat it?"

"Don't make trouble, sister."

Dimon has recovered his original human form from the fighting stance. He put on his tie and said to Satana:

"Can the hive compare with this guy? It's not a level at all..."

"Even if the black bat king is amazingly destructive, it is much worse than this guy in terms of staying power. It can't be beaten to death..."

"Or, we didn't find the right way, uh, why did the two of you look at me like this? Is there something on my face?"

"It's nothing."

Satana waved her hand, she said oddly:

"It's just the word "stasis", it's always easy to be skewed."

In front of the three people, in a large lava crater filled with purple arcs, Merlin in the half-magic state was returning the original ghost knight to the hammer.

Three tragic explosions made the Ghost Rider dare not use the Eye of Judgment on Merlin again. This guy's soul is obviously in question.

Zatanos doesn't know if he will use the eye of the trial again to cause more horrible things.

Every punch that Merlin smashed used his full strength, and each punch crushed the skull wrapped in flames, but in the next second, it would return to its original state.

"Quack."

Ghost Rider's skull head grinned wide, and there was a rattling laughter.

ridicule...

The **** was mocking Merlin.

In the face of Merlin's beatings, it initially resisted symbolically twice. After being smashed by Merlin several times, he simply gave up the resistance.

I can't die anyway...

The vengeful spirit who was beaten crazy even had a whistle of mood, and it looked good.

Well, Zatanos is actually quite depressed.

Its origin is more complicated than the other vengeful spirits in Mephistopheles.

It was originally one of the first primitive elemental demon lords born on earth, or the most powerful ones. In that wild time, the unknowable God sent the spirit of revenge to fight against it.

But Zatanos was so powerful that it forced the revenge spirit, who was still thinking at the time, to seal it with a gesture of utter annihilation.

The essence of the demon and the original vengeful spirit merged into a more complex fusion.

After that, I experienced a lot of complicated things. In short, Zatanos's current form can already be regarded as a real vengeful spirit, and now that it has a host, it does not care about the freedom of Memphis.

It just wants to do something crazy in this new era...

But in the world after 10,000 years, it really turned out to be a group of demons and dances. If you just jumped out of a post-birth, you could hammer it on the ground.

This changed the era of Zatanos can not help feeling.

But to be honest, what about it?

The Spirit of Vengeance needs special weapons or magic to drive away the body of the host, especially under the contract of Mephistopheles. As long as the dimension of **** is still there, Zatanos is truly immortal.

The ternary power of this post-child is really strong, and then the hole card is drawn, and it may be possible to play a dozen when meeting Mephistopheles.

But the problem is...

Merlin was far from reaching the point where the spirit of revenge could be killed.

A part of its body, but what about God's creation...

"Things have happened..."

Zatanus shattered the skull again, but his husky voice sounded in Merlin's ears.

Like the voices of ghosts, it is full of uncomfortable feeling.

"You are so crazy to kill me, can you revive that little boy?"

"No!"

Merlin answered in a deep voice, but the fist he smashed still showed no mercy.

"boom"

The skull of the Ghost Rider's just recovered burst again.

A few seconds later, the slightly helpless voice of Vengeance Spirit sounded in Merlin’s ear again:

"Before, when we first met, you said something to talk to me..."

"Not with you! Not now..."

Merlin's fist and voice fell simultaneously, and the burning skull shattered again.

He knew that there was no point in doing this, and such a pure bombardment would never make this mad revengeful soul feel pain, let alone really punish it.

But Merlin had to do something. Thor died under his protection, which filled Merlin with guilt and anger.

In the half-magic form, he does not want to accumulate these negative emotions, he wants to release them all.

But just a few minutes later, the situation changed when Merlin smashed Zatanus's skull for the 37th time.

In this world, Victor soaring in the rain before dawn shared another picture for Merlin.

In the heavy rain of thunder, in the dark night before dawn, Thor holding Thor's hammer is standing blankly from the mud in the ruins of San Van Gonzá.

He was still wearing that set of mortal clothes, but his body was thundering.

In the screams of the gusty wind and the pouring rain, bright flashes of lightning twined around his body.

Beside him, the mortal looked at it dullly.

Thor is alive!

That important person who died is alive again?

Merlin's fist was released at this moment, and the anger in his heart disappeared...

Thor is still alive, and the **** is not able to kill anyone in front of him, nor is Mephistopheles.

They lost...

The Son of Hell won...

This victory came so suddenly.

"Do not!"

The ghost knight who was pressed in the lava pit seems to feel this scene too.

It roared frantically, struggling, but was crushed by Merlin with a heavy blow.

Merlin stood up and looked at the quickly recovering skeleton at his feet. He shook his head, put away the Skadi Warhammer, and disappeared into the pit.

When he reappeared, he returned to his companions, and he also lost the ternary and semi-magic forms and changed back to being human.

Beowulf muttered the symbiosis, and changed Merlin's shoulder into a batwing cloak that was more adapted to the environment of hell. Merlin took Icarus from his pocket and put it on his face.

"Are you comfortable?"

Satana put her finger on Merlin's shoulder, and put her head on the finger again. This full-featured female half demon stared at Merlin's face. She said:

"Are you cool?"

"I really admire you, Satana."

Merlin looked at the flame skeleton rushing out of the big pit, he said:

"Anything here can become an indecent piece...but there is no need to torture it anymore, it fails, and nothing happens."

The Ghost Rider rushed out of the magma pit and ignored Merlin and the demon. He put his burning finger in his mouth and blew a loud whistle, as if calling his own mount.

A few seconds later, in the sound of the deep motorcycle engine, the flame locomotive that was left in this world actually ran into the dimension of the **** border along the low roar.

The Ghost Rider stepped onto the motorcycle in a handsome pose.

Between the eruptions of flames, the front wheel of the motorcycle was lifted up like a roaring beast, carrying its own knight, carrying the blazing flames and rushing in the direction of this world.

Liana pulled out the giant sword to block, but Merlin reached out and blocked her.

"Let it go."

Merlin pushed the glasses, he said:

"Someone is waiting for it outside."

"Who?"

Liana asked, Merlin shrugged, and then glanced at the golden warhammer in his hand. He shook his head and pointed to the sky. The **** said mysteriously:

"That's an unattractive person with a big future. But you should know him... he has been in trouble with you before."

Liana's memory is not bad, she immediately reacted:

"That stupid big man of Odin's family? No?"

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In the heavy rain at night, the bright lightning lingered on Thor's head and body.

His face was blank, he remembered that he was dead, and his soul was all out of the body, but now he is alive again, and there is an extra hammer in his hand.

Well, Mjornier, his former weapon, the Thor's logo, the storm born.

Why did this warhammer appear here?

There is also the power that fills his body, and the power of Thor that was stripped by his father is back?

why?

Thor stood in the rain, between his lightning dances, his long blond hair swaying in the dark night, he looked back at the stiff Stephen Strange behind him, and he asked:

"Steven, what's... what's going on?"

"I still want to ask you! Donald."

Steve Strange grabbed his black hair. He said a little crazy:

"I want to ask you what's going on?"

"You're obviously dead. I'm a doctor. I can confirm this, but why did you come back to life in the thunder and shine after contacting this warhammer?"

"Who the **** are you? Donald, don't lie to me. You must not be an ordinary lame student... Damn, who the **** are you? Why is all this? Am I implicated by you?"

"No! No, calm down, friend."

Thor stretched out his hand and put it on the shoulders of the mad Stephen. He said to the doctor who had collapsed:

"This one is very complicated, I can't explain it to you quickly, but I'm still the Donald you know, just...you can understand that I got back some things that belong to me."

He raised the warhammer with arcs in his hands, and he said to Stephen:

"Sorry for letting you go through all this, but I will protect you until you are safe."

Thor's voice just fell, and the familiar low-pitched locomotive sounded again in the rain-drenched desert.

When the two turned around, they saw a scorching flame spread from the invisible ground, as if rushing towards San Van Gonzá from the end of the line of sight.

"It's back!"

Dr. Stephen was also worried about the previous things. He subconsciously stepped back, and Thor stepped forward.

The blue arc lingered in the corners of his eyes, and the power of thunder burst from above the screaming Mjornir. Thor held the warhammer and felt the power of the thunder God recovered. In this heavy rain, he said in a deep voice:

"Hiding behind me, Stephen, I swear, it can never hurt you again..."

"It can't hurt anyone anymore!"

Thor moved his wrist as before. He grabbed the buckle of Thor's Hammer. Between the dancing of the Warhammer, the roaring wind and thunder sounded in this ghost.

The dazzling blue lightning fluttered around Thor, and those with claws and teeth, who had been frightening Dr. Stephen's wraiths, fled in panic.

Lightning, the most explosive force in nature, has natural restraint against ghosts and all evil things.

"Odin is on, **** madman!"

Thor, who had regained the power of the thunder, stared at the roar, staring at the evil knight rushing towards them in the rolling flames and the evaporating water.

His thunderous voice sounded at dawn at the end of the night.

He challenged Mephistopheles' servants.

He is Thor of Asgard, and he will never succumb to evil!

"Face the Thunder!"

The high-speed rotating warhammer in Thor's hand slammed into the evil knight in front of him in the thunder and lightning dance, and he flew with Thor.

The Ghost Rider also grinned and waved the chain in his hand. Zatanos felt as if he had been fooled. At dawn, before he disappeared, he taught this **** Asgard boy again.

"Wow"

The dazzling lightning that burst like a cobweb burst above the night, just like a spreading thunder snake.

At the moment of Thor’s warhammer and the chain of the Ghost Rider, tearing the sky and shining the entire desert like daylight.

The scorching and terrifying **** fire also swept out of the ghost knight in Mjornir's sigh, just like the pillar of erupting flames, which involved the knight and the prince in the burning of the evaporating everything.

The War of Thunder and Flame...

Before this dimest dawn, between the person born of the storm and the evil spirits of hell, it finally broke out.

But it won't last long...

After all, after a night of trouble, dawn is coming.

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