Shadow of the Beautiful World

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pain!

The indescribable pain filled Merlin's body and will that had just become relaxed at this moment.

It was like a blaze in the body was ignited, and beneath his skin, the burning light appeared. It's like a fire snake walking in the body.

A plume of white smoke emanated from his nostrils, mouth and ears. He was like a pile of firewood, and between the splashes of Mars, he might be completely ignited in the next moment.

"boom"

Lola's car door was pushed open, and Merlin staggered to the ground in the fierce beat of Mikeson's new song. The pain of rolling in the body and the will is like a wave of tide. In the extreme and fresh twisting pain, he fell like he lost the ability to walk upright.

Living like a fish out of water, struggling with spasm, he breathed hard, but he couldn't even breathe a trace of air into his lungs, and all the organs inside his body seemed to be filled with glowing magical power.

The upsurge of pain in the body can only make Merlin better than death, but the upheaval in the soul can make Merlin no longer.

His soul is being torn apart!

This is not a description but a fact that is happening.

It was like having invisible hands, holding him on both sides of his soul.

In the shock of the violent scorching power, the claws holding the soul are frantically pulling outward, as if to tear his soul completely, tear it apart completely, and make his existence completely annihilated.

"what!"

Merlin's hands clasped his hair, and he raised his head and smashed it to the ground. Try to use this external pain to relieve mental torture.

"boom"

"boom"

Two blows made Merlin's forehead bloody, he looked up on the third day, however...

"Click"

With a deep tearing sound, Merlin's eyes lifted from his head and suddenly lost his luster at this moment.

His body was still intact, and began to cool down quickly, like a hot stone was thrown into the cold water, a white smoke haunted his body, but inside the body, the body carried the soul It has been torn apart under the impact of the wanton release of the Sannomiya.

The singing behind him became deeper and deeper, like the final tone.

"boom"

Merlin's godless body hit the wilderness.

As the Sannomiya said, it would rather destroy this peculiar soul than let others get it.

A series of cool night winds blew through, and Merlin's black hair was blown up, just like the grass on the ground, but he could no longer respond to this gentle wind.

he died.

The big guys sitting at the gambling table watched the scene, and no one made a voice, which means that at this time, no one wants to express their views.

The big man with a fancy bracelet took off his cigar, and he looked at the man across the table.

Those who are watched by the big brother are naturally big brothers.

And this one's dress is a little strange.

His whole body was shrouded in a black robe. There was a black eye mask on his left eye. There was no change in his eyes in the ice-blue eye. There was only a touch of ice and silence. .

"Lord Blade of Dawn, it's your turn."

A voice like a referee sounded at this time:

"The sequence of the "Demon" round is stalled, and the first sequence of the "Lucky" round is entered. Please prepare for the next round of rolls, or abstain."

"Ok."

The big man wearing a blindfold nodded. Looking at the picture, he said:

"Removing the illusory dust, real knowledge can be revealed. This story has finally become interesting."

The big man turned his head and looked at the recorder sitting at the gambling table. He asked:

"So, in this story, what name do you intend to give it?"

Faced with this inquiry, the reporter shrugged and replied in a gentle tone:

"Across the death, something must be left. He died because of a broken soul, so he can be truly reborn, but in the past, as in the past, he is a..."

"Well, the forgotten."

The big man smoking a cigar waved his finger, interrupting the conversation between them, and said impatiently:

"Then let him get up quickly."

"Mostly in the middle of the night, it was very uncomfortable to lie on the grass alone."

"Om"

Merlin is like having a long dream, but as long as it is a dream, there is a sober moment.

At dawn, he suddenly opened his eyes. As a result, he saw a marmot crawling out of his hole in front of him through the headlights next to him. He was looking at him curiously, just like watching a collapsed giant.

And when Merlin opened his eyes, the marmot was frightened, snorted, and ran back into his burrow, hiding in the darkness and shaking, fearing that the waking giant would come to trouble it.

Actually, no.

Merlin climbed from the ground weakly. His head was dizzy, as if he was punched in the head by Tyson. He seriously doubted that he might have the sequelae of concussion, because he now sees everything. Shadow.

It's like being highly myopic.

Merlin sat hard in Lola's driver's seat. He closed his eyes, rubbed his head, and shook his head from time to time, trying to alleviate the symptoms of the ghosting.

The good news is that his vision is recovering quickly.

The bad news is that the death scene encountered in that dream just now does not seem to be unreal.

Merlin lowered his head, vaguely, and could see that his clothes were soaked with blood, and there were some murmurs in his ears from time to time, just like a dozen people talking together, It made it difficult for him to calm down and even think less.

Merlin only remembered that he had suffered a horrible incident just now. The devil's contract finally broke out. He was almost killed by it, but he seemed to survive it?

Was the demon mercy?

No, unlikely.

Merlin rubbed his forehead and cleared the blood scab in his hair. He sat sluggishly in the car for more than ten minutes. Until dawn was about to come, Merlin's vision was almost restored, but when he was looking at things, there was still a faint ghost.

It was at this time that Merlin discovered a strange thing in the rearview mirror.

His eyes.

There is a dark red spot in the black eyes. Although very weak, it was like the human form of the Sannomiya that he had witnessed three nights ago. There was such a flame in the eyes of the demon.

Although the contract was not clear about what was going on, it did appear to be in effect, at least in part.

"What exactly is going on?"

Merlin propped his eyes wide with his fingers, and he looked closely in the rearview mirror through the light of Lola's headlights. When his eyes widened, the red light spot would also increase, but it seemed that there would be no other effects other than visual effects.

This discovery made Merlin a little palpitated. He guessed that he might not have completely avoided the influence of the contract.

Maybe this is just a sign, there will be more serious sequelae later.

With the passage of time, at the time of Merlin's thoughts, the dawn finally came, and the first light pierced the darkness, just like the light curtain opened, shining on this wilderness.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion. Merlin always feels that today’s sunshine is very dazzling, and even makes him feel a little uncomfortable, just like the strong sun in the afternoon. The slight anxiety makes Merlin unable to resist Lola’s backup. A half-old cowboy hat and James sunglasses were taken out of the box and buckled on the head, which made me feel more comfortable.

"Go back first. Mom and Phil should be worried."

Merlin started the car again, and he rushed back to the farm. Although it had been sold, the intermediary company gave the Coulsons half a month to pack up.

Merlin put on a suit in the room and drove to the hospital.

But he was unlucky today.

Every intersection along the way was a long red light, and when crossing the intersection, I almost hit an old man who came out on crutches and walked, and was scolded by the fierce old man for several minutes.

When approaching the hospital, Merlin's car window was accompanied by nasty birds with some disgusting "gifts."

When Merlin got out of the car, his feet slipped and hit the railing of the parking lot. His head was almost pierced.

When he went upstairs, he knocked down a hurrying doctor and almost fell off the third floor.

Trying to drink some water, he suffered a short circuit in the wire.

All this reminded Merlin of a novel he had read with Phil when he was bored... the name of the novel seems to be called "The Grim Reaper".

"It must be a psychological effect."

Merlin comforted himself so much that he walked out of the elevator and walked carefully towards James' ward. He tried to calm himself down. He didn't want to worry his family.

"Phil!"

From a distance, Merlin saw Phil resting on a chair outside the ward. His younger brother, Merlin took off his hat and hesitated, but he did not immediately take off his sunglasses.

He shouted Phil's name and came to him.

The young man was tired all night, and the tone after the sudden awakening was definitely not too good. He raised his head and stared at Merlin who was wearing sunglasses in front of him. He said impatiently in the tone of the young man:

"Who are you? How do you know my name?"

"?"

Phil's restless tone made Merlin stunned. He thought this was his younger kidding him. He took a sigh of relief and sat next to Phil. He patted Phil's shoulder and comforted softly:

"Don't be afraid, brother, we will support it, and my father will be well."

"Who is your brother?"

Phil Coulson was also dumbfounded by this familiar guy. The 15-year-old opened Melin's hand on his shoulder and said to Merlin seriously:

"Listen, buddy! That's right, my father did suffer bad luck, but the Coulsons will indeed survive. I thank you for your support to our family, but you really admit the wrong person."

"What does it mean?"

Merlin saw the expression on Phil's face. He was not stupid. He immediately realized that something might have changed.

He couldn't care any more. He took off his sunglasses and looked at Phil seriously. He pointed to his face. He said:

"You don't know me anymore?"

Phil looked at Merlin's face seriously. After a few seconds, he shook his head and pointed at Merlin's eyes and said:

"I don't really know you, I have never seen you. But your eyes are cool, man, is this some new makeup technique?"

"Snapped"

Merlin's fists suddenly tightened at this moment.

A sentence that Phantom Moker had said in the cafe before suddenly jumped into Merlin's heart.

"Across death, you always have to leave something."

Previously, Merlin thought it was a culturally youthful temperament that Judah had nowhere to put, but now it seems that it is actually a warning.

If this is not Phil’s prank, then it shows that Merlin has indeed paid the price for the previous “rebirth”.

The torn contract failed to kill him, but he killed his name, all the memories about him, and all the traces of him in this world.

Turned him from a person with everything to a lonely ghost.

"Furan"

Merlin took a breath.

He looked at Phil who seemed like a stranger to him. At this moment, he felt the energy of his body was pulled away. He sat on the chair in a weak posture, pale.

This terrified Phil around him. He thought that this uninvited man had an acute illness. He was about to call the doctor, but Merlin stopped him.

Merlin reached out and motioned to Phil that he didn't need help.

He stood up and finally looked at James Coulson in the ward, the man he called his father for 18 years. He took a sigh of relief, put on his sunglasses again, and said to Phil:

"I'll make a phone call. I'm your father's friend. I will be back soon."

After finishing speaking, Merlin turned and left. Behind him, Phil looked at the back. He always felt that the person in front of him was somewhat familiar, but repeatedly searched in his memory. Phil was finally sure that he had never seen this person. .

"Phil, my son, who is that?"

Mrs. Coulson walked from the other side with a cup of hot coffee. She handed the coffee to her only son. She looked at the lonely back of Merlin, she asked:

"Is that your friend?"

"No, it's not."

Phil says:

"He said he was a friend of his father, but he was too young... Mom? What's wrong with you? Why cry?"

The young man took his mother's hand and comforted her mother:

"Don't I say that? A kind person donated some money to us. Father's surgery and postoperative rest, you don't need to worry about it."

Beside Phil, Mrs. Coulson's tears lingered from her eyes. The mother wiped the tears and said to her son:

"No, no, I just... I just suddenly wanted to cry, sad, but, but I don’t know why. Phil, I feel, I feel that I just lost a very important thing, one Something precious."

"Don't cry, mother."

Phil comforted his mother in a hurry, and Mrs. Coulson watched Merlin's direction of tears, which made Phil feel sad and sad. Everything he experienced in the past few days made this 15-year-old young man already overwhelmed. The mother and son cried together and wept bitterly, which caused the people around them to be sad.

This is the hospital, the intensive care unit, and the people who appear here are never lacking in sadness.

On the other side, Merlin picked up the microphone at the hospital's public phone and broadcast a long string of numbers. He placed the microphone in his ear. After a few rings, a nice woman's voice came from the microphone.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

"Excuse me..."

Merlin's lips moved. He was very nervous. Like a gambler waiting for a draw, his voice became dry and hoarse. He asked:

"Are you May May Riley?"

"Yes, I am."

The woman over there asked in doubt:

"who are you?"

"I am...I am Merlin, do you remember me? Cousin."

"Merlin?"

The woman's voice became cold, she warned:

"I don't care who you are, but this joke is not funny! My only cousin, Merlin, died 18 years ago... Please stop calling, I don't like your joke, goodbye!"

"Doodle"

The busy tone on the phone prevented Merlin from even holding the microphone. He fell to the ground at this moment. He curled up in the corner. His hands covered his eyes, tears, and tears overflowed from his fingers.

"You said you were not allowed to forget you...but you, you forgot me first..."

"Gosh...why am I..."

He collapsed.

18 years...

All life in 18 years, like a dream that does not exist, is completely broken at this moment.

Maybe he, maybe Merlin Riley really died 18 years ago.

Now he...

It's just a lonely ghost who has nowhere to live.

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