Shadow of the Beautiful World

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"Don't make trouble! Can't I stay?"

Outside the dock, in the dark, Constantine, whose head was pressed by Fury's pistol, gritted his teeth. He raised his hands, turned around, and looked helplessly at Fury. He says:

"MD, why am I always encountering such an unlucky thing! I need a weapon! At least give me a gun!"

"There are grenade behind the car, get it yourself!"

Of course Fury wouldn't give Constantine the gun, a cunning third-rate wizard with no bottom line, he couldn't believe it. Fury turned back to build a sniper rifle on the hood and said without looking back:

"And aren't you a wizard? Can't you solve all this?"

"I'm just a self-study!"

Constantine opened the trunk and removed the box of grenades. He raised his head and looked at the half demon burning in the dark in front of him, and looked at the ignited ground, just like the scene when the gate of **** opened, he said:

"I don't even have a wand. Merlin has a wand. I saw it with my own eyes!"

"That lucky man became a formal wizard, he was much luckier than me. I can only use my methods to stop them, but unless a formal wizard like Merlin comes to help, we can't stop these half-magic."

"Then we will stick here! Hold on to the end!"

Fury pulled the trigger and shot a half demon head rushing out of the dock. He looked down at the time and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Merlin will appear! Certainly!"

"What if he doesn't show up?"

Constantine awkwardly pulled the grenade's latch and threw it at the running monsters in front of him. In a violent explosion, the two half demon were blown out.

The third-rate wizard looked at Fry, who was frightened by the sniper rifle, and said:

"We had better have a backup plan, we can't put our hopes on other people."

"The backup plan is battle!"

Fury knocked the bolt off, and he said in a deep voice:

"This is the trouble we caused, we have to solve it."

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On the other side, in the underground warehouse on the dock, Merlin put the silver cane in his hand back into his pocket.

He shook his hand and tried to suppress the desire to kill and destroy in his soul. He held his wand and let some of the irritable magic in his body continue to run, letting it return to calm, and at the same time his red eyes also returned to normal.

For half a year after getting the silver cane, Merlin consulted the magic book to roughly break the meaning of the rune rune on the cane. He knew that the stick was part of a magical thing called the "Rager's Cane".

It comes from the mysterious **** Asgard, and is said to be a weapon distributed to the commanders of the raging legion. Only warriors with a centurion or more are eligible to use it.

In other words, only true warriors can use their will to resist the negative emotions caused by the violent cane.

And the runes are generally incomplete like this cane, but Merlin can probably guess that it will turn the warriors into lunatics and beasts that only know about killing. If the will is not strong enough, the warrior holding the stick will continue to kill until the oil is exhausted. Only when the lamp is dry, or at the moment of the war, can we completely get rid of the influence of the "strength curse" of the cane.

This is indeed a very aggressive magical singular object, but it does not belong to the category of "treasure". In fact, in Merlin's view, this thing is more like a "evil object".

Regardless of whether the **** Asgard is the dwelling of the gods in the Nordic legend, whether it is made by the gods or not, one thing is for sure, when its maker made it, it was definitely not for the purpose of peace.

This cane has another function. As long as you hold the cane, Merlin's power will be strengthened with horror.

Merlin has experimented in the Paris base. When holding a silver cane, his strength will be increased by 5-6 times. That is to say, with the cane, Merlin, when he fully released the amount of violent violence, he punched The power has exceeded 1.5 tons.

This cane is not yet complete. It is only one-third of the true rage warrior's cane. Once it becomes complete, the increase in strength is expected to increase substantially.

What is this concept?

Now, at Merlin's feet, the head of the incomparable rabid Morris was like being hit by an artillery shell and exploded, like a completely smashed watermelon.

The red, mixed with green and white nausea liquid, the fragments of flesh and bones, dyed Merlin's shoes and trouser legs extremely disgusting.

Merlin took a step back in disgust, he didn't feel sorry for his shoes and pants.

Both of these things were bought in Diagon Alley, and they have the ability to self-clean and restore themselves. They only need to be exposed to magic power. After a few minutes, they will be as clean as new.

He crouched down, looking at the twitching body under his feet.

After Morris's brain was destroyed, the fierce magic in its body turned into a scorching wind, and it rushed wildly in this underground warehouse to gather all the fires of hell.

These unowned magic will dissipate with the passage of time, but before it is completely dissipated, this warehouse and this dock are estimated to be unusable.

Magic power can invade the souls of ordinary people, especially those derived from demons. If it is exposed for a long time, it will easily turn ordinary people into lunatics.

But these magic powers are not the most important issues.

In front of Merlin's eyes, Morris's twisted corpse was returning to the human posture, and with the disappearance of the semi-devil's form, a dark red light burst from Morris' heart. It was suspended in front of Merlin's eyes, like a piece of dark red crystal, swaying like a flame of light.

The debris flickered, seemingly waiting, calling, and enticing Merlin to touch it with his hand.

Merlin knew what it was.

This is the "seed" of the power given to Morris by the Sannomiya. The super-demon has injected this power seed into all "sons", and Merlin's body should also have it.

The great devil Mephistopheles told Merlin that these power seeds can be transferred.

When one son in the Sannomiya kills the other, he can draw on these forces to make himself stronger.

In every era, only one of the many sons in the Sannomiya will survive. It will absorb all the power seeds released by the Sannomiya to become a degraded version of the Sannomiya, and the power it collects will grow with the growth of this only demon prince.

Until that power is truly mature, the devil prince will be swallowed by the Sannomiya, and the released power will return in a stronger posture.

This is the way the Sannomiya promotes itself, as Mephistopheles said, it is cruel, but effective. Before Merlin's era, such reincarnations have lasted for unknown number of years.

"To what extent do you have to despair before accepting such a thing?"

Merlin knelt halfway in front of Morris's body. He looked at the headless body. He stretched out his hand and took a seal box bought in Diagon Alley from his pocket. This thing is made by alchemists who are proficient in sealing spells, and is specially used to store precious or dangerous magic items.

He carefully reached out his hand, put the shimmering dark red power fragments into the box, then fastened it, and added a small lock.

Merlin stood up, and after he had collected the power fragments, Morris' body was rotting as fast as time washes. After a dozen seconds, there was only a pile of gray ashes left in place.

The red wand Lola was waved, and a gust of wind blew the ash into the air. It was like a little light that dissipated, accompanied by Merlin's turn and left, and completely dissipated in this hot underground warehouse.

It represents a life called Morris, which completely died out here.

It also represents the initial battle between Merlin and the Devil's Son, which is completely over at this moment.

But he was not happy.

Killing, taking lives, destroying everything is not a happy thing.

Outside the dock, Fury pulled the trigger, and the last holy silver bullet blasted out, breaking the arm of a half demon. The pain of the amputated limb made the mad man who had lost his mind send a more crazy Roaring, it rushed towards the two guys who were trying to stop it from destroying everything. Behind it, there were more than a dozen devils following it.

Fury dropped the sniper rifle, pulled out his pistol, stood on the spot, and drove towards the half-magic, which was burning all over his body, shot a few bullets and exploded its head, but the remaining ones were not scared. To. They are still roaring, they are still charging.

"time to go!"

Constantine threw the last grenade, did not watch the explosion at the rear, and dragged Fury to escape.

At the moment when the two of them turned around, a beating of smoke appeared behind them, quickly condensing into Merlin's body.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Merlin said to Fury, then crossed Fury and blocked Fury and Constantine.

He flipped his wrist, and the dark red magic power poured into Lola's wand. The top of the wand shone like a lamplight, and in Merlin's low singing, a spell was thrown out.

"Impedimenta! (obstacle spell)"

"boom"

The fastest half-magic rushed was like hitting an invisible wall. It was stuck on the invisible obstacle, as if locked in the invisible obstacle.

This is an obstacle spell.

A spell used to block the enemy.

Merlin put away his wand and turned his head to the two people behind:

"Come back!"

"What are you doing?"

Constantine, who was clutching Fury's arm, asked:

"Are you going to destroy them?"

"My inner anger is gathering..."

Merlin rubbed his forehead, the after-effects of using a violent cane still exist, and there was a faint red light in his eyes, his body turned into black smoke, whistling toward the imprisoned half demon, his voice was in the wind Echoed in:

"I have to release it!"

"boom"

A few seconds later, accompanied by a violent blast, Merlin drove the magic power, exploding in the black mist like a bomb, and a dozen and a half demon wrapped in the black mist were put into the air. In that magic explosion, they just Like being thrown into an erupting volcano.

The limbs were detonated together with the demon power inside, like the most brilliant fireworks illuminating the night.

Fury and Constantine raised their arms to block the violent flash in front of their eyes, and after the hot glaring flash dissipated, the slightly pale Merlin appeared in front of them again.

"Cool!"

Constantine looked at the burning debris scattered in the dark. He let out a sigh of relief and gestured to Merlin.

Merlin ignored this guy. He looked at Fury and whispered:

"The trouble is solved, we can all breathe a sigh of relief. In addition, sir, the aftermath will be left to you."

He looked at the pier that had recovered from the darkness behind him. He said:

"The magic and breath of Morris remain underground in this pier. Before it dissipates, it is not suitable for anyone to enter. Well, the natural dissipation of magic, it is estimated that it takes 1 month to 2 months."

"give it to me."

Fury nodded calmly, he reached out and patted Merlin on the shoulder, said softly:

"You worked hard tonight."

"The trouble I caused, I have to solve it."

Merlin smiled, opened the door with Fury, and sat in the front row. Constantine was sitting in the back seat, next to him, Agent Hitwell, who was seriously injured and unconscious.

The vehicle started slowly, and the four people who had killed a disaster in the piercing police siren sounded in the surrounding night left the battlefield.

After a war, Merlin, who was exhausted, did not notice. In the back seat, Constantine turned back frequently and looked at the pier surrounded by police behind.

In the eyes of these third-rate wizards, a touch of curiosity and a trace of desire are shining.

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Seven days later, outside the completely blocked pier, a yellow taxi stopped by the roadside. Constantine, wearing a yellow trench coat, opened the door, lit a cigarette, leaned on the car, and looked at the dock in front.

His appearance was somewhat vicissitudes, and his eyes shone with hesitation.

"John, I heard that this dock is haunted recently, are you really going there?"

The taxi driver was a young, slightly fat young man who opened the window and said to Constantine:

"Otherwise, shall we go back?"

"Thank you for your concern, Chas."

This driver seems to be Constantine's friend. It's hard to imagine that a guy like Constantine who hates ghosts will actually have friends.

And it seems that the relationship between the two is very good, as if they are small.

"But I have made up my mind."

Constantine said to the driver named Chas:

"Go make money, you just came to New York, you need money...you can't stay with me all the time, and don't pay the rent yet."

"Hey, you are right."

Brother Chas smiled happily. He said to Constantine:

"Then you should be more careful and call me whenever you encounter it, okay? Don't always cause a lot of trouble like we are in the UK. You also have a job now and you are a decent person, don't take your own life destroyed."

"You are more and more like my mother! Chas!"

Constantine waved impatiently to his friend:

"Go away! Remember to pick me up at night."

Having finished speaking, he threw his cigarette butts on the ground and walked towards the blocked pier. When approaching the dock, a police officer blocked him.

"Sir, this is blocked and no one is allowed to enter."

The policeman warned Constantine, who pulled a black wallet from his pocket, opened it, and threw his documents in front of the policeman:

"Strategic Crisis Intervention and Logistics Intelligence Service, Special Advisor Level 2 Consultant, John Constantine..."

Constantine's smug self-reported door, he said to the policeman:

"I am also a public official. Open it, sir."

"I came with my work. This is a secret matter, so remember that the news about my coming here must be kept secret!"

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