Shadow of the Beautiful World

New York City, 177a Bleecker Street.

Sanctuary of New York.

This is one of Karma Taj's three holiest places in the world, which are far away from the holiest places in London and Hong Kong, representing three large magic nodes on the earth's surface.

Together with the main body of Karma Taj located in the Himalayas, they form a magical circulation system that encompasses the entire world.

It's like a magic shield covering the surface of the earth.

Just like .b uses a special protective shield called a net to ensure that the earth will not be invaded by dangerous space worms.

The shield covered by Kama Taj outside the world can also ensure that under normal conditions, there will be no irreparable large-scale alien invasions on the earth.

Of course, no matter how powerful the magic power is spread to the range of the earth, its power will be greatly dispersed.

This dimensional enchantment maintained by magic can prevent large-scale invasion.

But here on Earth, individual-level smuggling occurs almost every day.

Most of the various creatures that sneaked in from other worlds by using dimensional rifts would be killed by Karma Taj's battle mages within a short period of time, or sent back.

Only those smugglers who are extremely good at hiding or have legitimate reasons will be allowed to stay on Earth.

And to accept the magic monitoring from Karma Taj.

From this point of view, Karma Taj is like the .b of the magical world, unknown but playing a very important role in the affairs of the magical dimension.

Of course, the duties performed by the increasingly active Karma Taj people have little to do with what is going to happen today.

At this time, the gates of the Holy of Holies in New York were closed.

In the quiet and elegant surroundings of the Holy of Holies, something out of character is going on.

Under the elegant stairs leading to the second floor, something was cooking in a black, oriental-style cauldron.

The blazing hellfire ignited under the black cauldron, continuously heating it up.

All sorts of strange lights shone on the cauldron, like beating starlight. When the flames were burning, those lights would occasionally form dancing beasts or phantoms of stars.

Miss Magician held a large silver spoon in both hands, and was standing on a chair, constantly stirring the boiled liquid in the cauldron.

It was like a pot of green soup.

Under high-temperature cooking, it exudes a weird and pungent smell. On the surface of the viscous liquid, high-temperature bubbles burst from time to time. In the juice, there are some weird things floating up and down.

Some herbs, pulverized bones, some limbs of magical creatures, and something like stone dust.

It's a very medieval witch up to some pretty nasty tricks.

And the liquid boiled in the cauldron is also very similar to the medicine made by the witches in the legend.

Around the burning cauldron, there are some antique bookshelves and decorations, and there are luxurious carpets and expensive floors on the ground.

In short, this scene is quite uncoordinated, just like burning a piano and cooking a crane.

There are so many good things in the hands of the supreme mage.

Standing on the chair, Zatanna wiped the sweat from her forehead with her hand. She scooped up the green soup in the cauldron with a huge spoon, put it in front of her nostrils and sniffed it.

A look of displeasure flashed across her pretty face.

Apparently, this thing smells absolutely as horrible as it looks.

But she was amazed at the heavy black cauldron in front of her.

The material that originally took at least half a month to process was completed in less than an hour, and the fusion of various materials is almost perfect.

Zatana brushed the hair in front of her forehead, and she looked back at the ghostly Merlin standing in front of the bookshelf, looking at a strange book.

she says:

What are you looking at?

nothing.

Merlin said softly.

On the pages of the book in his hand, the original Sanskrit that could not be displayed due to insufficient evolution of the stars has now appeared in front of Merlin.

He couldn't understand those crooked, tadpole-like words.

But this did not prevent him from feeling a primitive and wonderful atmosphere from it.

Master Gu Yi told him that this is a text that records prophecies and disasters, and it requires a certain talent to interpret it.

Merlin didn't care about the content of these words, what he cared about was the meaning represented by the appearance of these words.

The speed of star evolution is accelerating, and it is getting faster and faster.

The Rock of Eternity, Karma Taj, these once hidden powers have emerged one after another, which means that the upper limit of the restricted power of the stars is loosening.

The power of the heavenly father is still first-class in this world.

But soon, higher powers will emerge.

The stars are coming together.

Merlin put the book back on the shelf, and said something without beginning or end.

He turned around and floated in front of the burning cauldron. He stretched out his finger, and with a light hook, a ball of scorching liquid was ingested and suspended before his eyes.

Merlin looked at the green dots filtered by the liquid in the light, and nodded to Zatanna who was stirring the liquid with a spoon.

He said:

Okay, let's prepare for the next step.

Zatana jumped off the chair, wiped the silver spoon in her hand, and put it back into her magic pocket.

She whistled, and the flame burning under the black cauldron was quickly extinguished, and the boiling green liquid also cooled down.

click

The door of the side hall on the first floor of the Holy of Holies opened, and the angel Luther and the ghost knight Johnny walked out carrying the purple sarcophagus.

Mechanic Icarus followed behind them holding Merlin's two Horcruxes.

The sarcophagus looked the same as before, but upon closer inspection, many ancient Egyptian-style runes and murals were engraved in a very artistic way on the surface of the purple sarcophagus.

Those runes come from Hades, and murals often appear in some pyramids in Egypt.

This is the eulogy and ceremony of rebirth worshiped by the ancient Egyptians, and it is just a kind of blessing to the dead in this world.

But the eulogy and murals on the sarcophagus were all drawn by the god of the underworld, Osiris.

This made the already miraculous sarcophagus made by monsters even more miraculous.

Today, it will give birth to a body of the Father, and a dead man will return from death.

Just put it here.

Merlin hovered over a node in the hall of the Holy of Holies.

Under the gorgeous carpet laid on the ground, there is an invisible magic circle. The purest magic power from this world gathers at the feet of Merlin, and it is it that supports the existence of the Holy of Holies.

Without the support of the three most powerful magic power nodes on the earth, the Window of the World defensive circle in the Holy of Holies would not be able to operate at all.

That is a multifunctional defensive spell that can be compared with the ancient body in terms of strength.

Johnny and Luther arranged the sarcophagus according to Merlin's request, and they took a step back.

In the huge magic power access, the golden runes on the surface of the purple sarcophagus began to glow, and the breath from the underworld reverberated.

Visions of dust and storms shone endlessly, and strange, ethereal singing voices rang out from them.

Only one chance.

In the serious atmosphere, Miss Magician took a deep breath, she looked at Merlin floating in the sky, and she joked:

You'd better hope you're lucky.

well

Icarus beside Zatanna sighed, and she said:

You have been with Merlin for so many years, do you still have confidence in his luck?

Zatana's expression froze for a moment, she reached out and patted her mouth, she said with a little embarrassment:

I'm just talking casually.

nothing.

Merlin didn't care. Even though this matter was related to his future, he seemed calm.

He hovered over the sarcophagus with frequent visions, and he looked at the four people in front of him.

He said:

We have completely ruled out the element of luck, we are not betting on luck, so have a little confidence in me.

let's start!

Um.

Zatanna took a step back, and she took out the blue magic pupil from her pocket. After injecting magic power, the demons of the seven deadly sins appeared one after another in the dark green smoke.

They are for physical work.

Under Merlin's gaze, the seven figurative demons chanted and lifted the black cauldron filled with liquid. They tilted the cauldron, allowing the viscous green liquid to pour into the sarcophagus.

When the liquid came into contact with the sarcophagus filled with magic power, it was like a swaying sea, with several whirlpools appearing quickly.

Under the infusion of huge magic power, they boiled again.

Johnny.

Merlin called softly, and the Ghost Rider stepped forward. He took out a mottled wine bottle from his pocket, which was filled with two-thirds of the black liquid.

He uncapped the bottle and poured the black liquid into the sarcophagus.

Metal onium?

Icarus looked up at Merlin in surprise, and she said:

Isn't this thing highly poisonous?

It is the most terrible poison to most flesh and blood.

In the flash of red light, the dark voice of Daemon, the Son of Hell, sounded.

The half-devil walked out of the portal opened by the frontier queen with his younger sister.

He explained to Icarus:

But now it's time to reshape the raven's body from scratch, and the metal onium will be part of the new body and will be integrated into the recovery process.

What it represents is the ability to manipulate the gravitational force of all things, and it will also become one of the forces that Merlin can use.

Daemon's younger sister, Satana, the daughter of hell, stroked her beautiful horns, and continued what her brother said:

The most wonderful thing is that this kind of power will be engraved into the raven's bone marrow, and it will no longer be an external force and will not make his regenerated power chaotic.

Pure.

It's like saying a three-person cross talk, and the last voice sums it up.

Today, Liana, the Queen of the Borderlands, who made her beautiful debut in a black dress, stepped out of the portal and joined the crowd watching Merlin's rebirth.

She was still holding a glass of wine coquettishly, and in the shaking of the red liquid, she said:

Only pure power can go far.

But Liana's dignity could not be maintained for more than 3 seconds. The border queen winked at Merlin:

Are you sure you don't want to take the opportunity to add more things to your body? It's a rare opportunity.

I'm not a garbage dump, I collect everything.

Merlin snorted, and he fell from mid-air, as if walking into a bath.

In the almost substantial stripping of black smoke, the ghost stepped into the sarcophagus.

The green liquid was continuously boiling, and in the scorching heat, he faced the crowd with open arms.

He said softly:

Thank you for coming, I will recover, just today.

Come back quickly!

Damon stretched out his hand to straighten his tie. With a gloomy face, he said impatiently:

We're doing tough and great things and you've been away for so long.

The world without you is really boring.

Folding her arms, Satana said to Merlin:

I can't even get up the energy to 'play' with those heroes.

Liana, who was beside her, was holding a wine glass and winked at Merlin, she said:

Perhaps after you are resurrected, I should teach you something as a senior. I heard that you are also a reserve Hell Lord now.

No no no.

Under everyone's gaze, Merlin's ghost lay down in the boiling liquid, and at the moment covered by the liquid, he said:

Liana, you got one thing wrong, I'm not like you, I'm not a reserve

Go.

Zatanna pushed on Icarus' shoulder.

Exchina stepped forward, she looked at Merlin who sank into the liquid, and then put the cross in her left hand and the vibrating gold glasses frame in her right hand into the sarcophagus.

Those two things stored Merlin's other two souls.

Although proceeding from the essence of Horcrux magic, Merlin does not need to retrieve the soul fragments at all.

Just like the legendary Lich's phylactery, as long as these two things are not destroyed, even if Merlin's new body is destroyed again, he can still be resurrected.

But a broken soul means violating the rules of nature. As the price of immortality, the newborn Merlin is still incomplete.

This is not what he wants to see.

This kind of immortality full of flaws is not what he wants. Since it is recovery, everything must be complete.

Icarus took a step back, and Zatanna stepped forward.

She took a deep breath, and after a few seconds of deliberation, like a witch reciting magic, she recited in a drawn out tone:

Father's bones, donated unintentionally, can make your son regenerate!

Snapped

The cracked power seed entwined with orange light was thrown into the boiling liquid.

The moment it was thrown into the liquid, it was swallowed by the strangely floating vortex.

There was also the sound of a giant beast swallowing water in the calm sanctuary. The magic power was being absorbed, and it swept across the hall on the first floor like a storm. With the glass of the entire building swaying, the blood bone ceremony officially began.

Your servant's meat, voluntarily donated, can bring your master back to life!

Zatanna read the second sentence of the Bloodbone Ritual.

Behind her, the angel Luther stepped forward, holding a fragment of Vlad, the silver sword that Merlin once used.

In the beating of the sharp blade, her entire left wrist was cut off, and the bloody palm fell into the boiling liquid, swallowed by the vortex like a seed of power.

A roar that seemed to come from hell erupted in the Holy of Holies.

All the glass in this building broke in unison, and the storm of magic power condensed into substance, throwing the books stored in the entire sanctuary into the sky, torn apart, and pulled.

Fortunately, the Supreme Sorcerer took away the truly precious things in advance, otherwise just this blast would be enough to make Merlin heavily in debt.

The blood of your enemy, compelled to donate, may revive your enemy!

Zatanna uttered the last incantation, and the liquid in the sarcophagus in front of her eyes boiled and boiled.

A huge vortex appeared in the vision of quicksand.

it is waiting

She took out a delicate crystal bottle from her pocket, pulled off the lid, and dripped the golden blood into the whirlpool.

A dazzling arc of lightning covered the entire sarcophagus at this moment.

click

The lid of the sarcophagus was dragged and closed by Damon and Johnny the next moment.

Above New York City, black clouds are gathering rapidly, and a heavy rain that will wash the city is coming.

Miss Magician took a step back.

She pushed into the crowd, the arc of light, the roar of phantoms and magic power completely enveloped the sarcophagus, and a breath that made everyone tremble was reverberating.

The ceremony is complete.

Zatanna, pale-faced, said:

It's up to him now.

Pray, gentlemen.