Shadow of the Beautiful World

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Victoria opened her eyes and sat up abruptly from the bed.

In the dark bedroom, she was a little out of breath.

Not only did it come from the desperate fight in the dream before, but also from the feeling that Merlin felt from the mentor when he was sent out of the dream.

It's hard to describe, like facing the roaring sea, or the sense of despair when facing the bottomless abyss.

Simply put, she was terrified.

Merlin didn't intend to scare his disciples, but even if the body of the heavenly father appeared through an illusory dream, the accompanying suppression of the soul is inevitable.

Any creature that can sense Merlin's presence, when approaching him, has to undergo willpower tests again and again, just like a passive ultimate version of the halo of fear.

Once the will can't bear that kind of suppression, it will collapse in an instant.

This is what it means to not look directly at God.

Of course, Merlin is only a heavenly father, and he is far from the real God of this universe.

But in the eyes of mortals, there is no difference between him and God.

Anyway, they are all guys who can destroy the world.

What's the matter, Victoria?

The woman lying next to Miss Witcher was awakened.

Layla Hassan, the Master Assassin of the Brotherhood, rolled up the quilt and sat up from the bed. While yawning, she turned on the lights in the bedroom.

The picture of two naked beauties leaning together is quite eye-catching.

But this also means that the relationship between the two girls has surpassed that of friends and girlfriends

Well, it seems that they usually don't like men very much.

Did you have a nightmare?

Leila reached out and stroked Victoria's cheek, and her other hand patted behind Victoria.

Victoria's back is not smooth.

As an assassin and a witcher, Victoria naturally had wounds on her back, and so did Layla.

All they do is lick blood from the edge of a knife, and it is impossible not to get hurt.

No, not a nightmare.

In the bright light, Victoria spread her fingers.

In her clenched fist, there was a small black scroll, and she pulled the scroll apart, on which was recorded the information of a demigod named Ye Jackal, and there was also a stick figure drawn with a pencil.

The painting is very realistic.

What's this?

Leila looked curiously at the scroll in Victoria's hand.

She can be sure that when Victoria fell asleep, there was no scroll in her hand. After all, they had just

A mission.

The witcher chick stared at the scroll in her hand. It was early morning, but she couldn't sleep anymore.

She stood up from the bed, not caring that her body was exposed to Leila's eyes. While picking up her clothes from the ground, she said to Leila who was leaning against the head of the bed and admiring her body:

Stop sleeping and get dressed.

Um?

Leila stretched out her hand lazily, and picked up a glass of wine from the bedside table. She complained a little helplessly:

We just completed a task two days ago. Didn't we all agree that we will give ourselves a vacation for the next two months? I plan to enjoy the world of two with you.

This time is different, Layla.

After Victoria got dressed, she tossed her hair, sat on the edge of the bed, kissed Leila on the lips, stroked her partner's hair, and said softly:

We cannot refuse this mission.

ah?

Layla blinked. Victoria wouldn't lie to her about something like this.

She found her underwear, put it on, and asked:

Who gave you the mission? What happened to the scroll? Has someone tricked our perception and entered the room? Impossible?

It was in a dream.

Victoria held the scroll, she glanced at Layla, she pursed her lips, but finally did not say Merlin's name.

She said to Leila sternly:

A mysterious and powerful existence that has some connection with the Brotherhood of Assassins has sent a commission to the Brotherhood of Assassins, and he will give us enough rewards.

You go to contact Miles and Wick and ask them to issue information instructions to their companions around the world.

I'm going to the nearest witcher's tavern to issue this quest.

Huh? Is this task still given to the witcher?

Leila says:

It looks difficult.

It's really hard.

Victoria picked up her two swords and said:

It's about a demigod, but the rewards are pretty good.

In the next period of time, we will be busy.

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Over New York City, a fierce battle is going on.

On both sides of the battle, responsible for protecting the screaming and fleeing citizens, is the local metahuman gang Deadlock Gang.

Their opponents are a few weird demons.

It stands to reason that although New York is never quiet, the number of times demonic creatures appear is quite limited. After all, there is the headquarters of the North American Magic Congress and a more mysterious and terrifying sanctuary.

Any hell creature with a little brain would not use New York as its invasion point.

Well, those creatures of hell who were summoned to New York City by deranged worshippers under extremely unfortunate circumstances don't count.

They're just bad luck, filled with mindless believers.

But there are no absolutes.

Just like today's fierce battle, it didn't happen suddenly.

The members of the Deadlock Gang have been investigating a mysterious disappearance of innocent people in recent days. They traveled all over New York and finally found the bodies of those innocent people, and

A group of demons eating a feast.

And then there's this broad daylight fight.

boom!

Wearing a denim jacket and a cowboy hat, Miss Ash shot into the sky with a golden double-barreled shotgun.

The scorching holy silver bullet that flew out tore apart the wings of a winged demon, knocked the ugly thing to the ground amidst the smelly blood, and the omnic Bob behind her was waving his iron fist rushed up.

The two cooperated seamlessly, and under Bob's iron fist, the demon whose wings were broken quickly fell into a bitter fight.

How are you doing, Rome?

Ms. Hawkeye loaded her shotgun while searching for her next target.

Beside her cold-eyed cheek, there is a communicator in her ear.

Not only is she fighting, but she is also directing her capable officers to round up other demons that rushed out.

We've locked them down, Big Sister.

The voice of Miss Ash's number one dog, the number two of the Deadlock Gang, and some middle school superhero Romans came from the communicator:

We're calling in drone support.

Very well, I'll leave it to you over there.

Ashka closed the barrel of the gun, and raised the gun like a valiant cowgirl. During a short aim, she fired another shot towards the sky.

A demon flying into the sky with a little girl on its head was headshot in the air.

The demon let go of its claws in pain, and the little girl was thrown to the ground screaming.

Ash lightly stepped on the car beside him and jumped up, stretched out his hands in the air, hugged the little girl who was about to faint from fright, and then fell to the ground.

She quickly rolled on the ground a few times, lost her strength, and handed over the little girl in her arms to the police who rushed over.

Ash drew out his shotgun, and said unceremoniously to the policeman behind him:

Don't come in the way, go and evacuate the others, don't let them rush into the battlefield again!

The police didn't care either. He protected the rescued little girl and rushed back to the position formed by several police cars, then grabbed the communicator and evacuated the people in the surrounding blocks according to Ash's request.

In the sky, when the heroes of the Deadlock Gang were fighting the demons, there was also a helicopter flying back and forth, photographing the heroic posture of the heroes fighting.

Especially Miss Ash.

Every time she shoots or rolls handsomely, it will be recorded by a high-speed camera.

There is no doubt that the reporters who took the risk to film are all from the media company under Ash's command.

They have only one task, which is to praise the Deadlock Gang as much as possible, to build momentum for this hero group, to make its name famous, and to let more people know that there is a group of heroes in New York who are not afraid of danger and protect the innocent.

This is the usual routine of the Deadlock Gang.

Ash had been doing this before the New York Heroes announced it was disbanding more than seven months ago.

After the disbandment of the Heroes Association, the propaganda work of the Deadlock Gang has also advanced to a higher level. Under this kind of pervasive praise, Ash's Deadlock Gang has greatly expanded in the past 7 months.

It is no exaggeration to say that this glamorous cowgirl and her deadlock gang have become the most powerful non-governmental organizations in the New York area.

There are even signs of replacing the former Super Hero Association.

boom

Ash fired again, this time with a specially made bullet. Under her amazing vision, the scene of the wounded and fleeing demon being headshot 1100 meters away made the cowgirl shudder.

Flesh and blood splattered, soul died, and the feeling of life ending at the gunpoint was like an invisible hand plucking Ash's heartstrings, making her enter a more excited state.

I like this feeling!

She whistled, pursed her sexy lips, and quickly reloaded the bullet.

She looked back at the omnic Bob whose fists were covered in flesh and blood, and said:

Don't hang around, Bob! There's plenty of demons to kill here, where the hell do these things come from?

Uh, someone said that in the dark night not long ago, some big birds were seen flying from the south

While shaking the flesh and blood on the mechanical fists, Bob rushed towards the demon who was rushing towards him in accordance with Ash's instructions.

While fighting the ferocious demon, it said to its eldest lady:

It was just gossip before, but looking at it now, those 'big birds' that were witnessed should be these migratory demons. They flew over from somewhere in the south, and they didn't appear locally.

South?

Ash pressed down on her cowboy hat and said:

Interesting, there are so many coming from New York alone, and the problem is probably more serious on the south side. It seems that we have to go on a errand, Bob.

Miss! Be careful!

Bob's warning sound reached Ash's ears, and she subconsciously jumped up on the spot, avoiding the attack of a demon that sprang out from the ground with light movements.

But in the air, before landing, another thing like a succubus howled and rushed towards Ash's slender waist.

Ms. Hawkeye was thrown out like a cannonball.

She smashed into the food store on the side of the street in embarrassment, and with the sound of glass breaking, Ash bumped her head against the cash register.

This bump made her dizzy, and she even threw the gun in her hand.

Outside the window, a few demons were howling, breathing fire or venom or something like that, and strode into the food store.

These hell creatures are not without brains.

They found the person who commanded the heroes to surround them, and they wanted to kill the helpless Ash here.

There is a kind!

The cowboy sister stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, grinned grimly, and took out a time-delay detonator shining blue light from her back, and was about to throw it out.

She suddenly saw a girl sitting in a corner eating fast food with gusto.

17, looks like 8 years old.

Wearing a white dress, with waist-length hair, those legs made Ash a little jealous.

Stupid girl! Still eating at any time!

Ash screamed, she threw the detonator, and rushed to the girl who was eating in the battlefield, picked her up, and slammed into the glass in front of her.

Although he doesn't really care about the casualties of innocent people in his heart, as a sought-after superhero, he still has a bottom line.

Hey hey?

The girl who rushed out of Hu's Food Store with Ash in her arms looked dazed. She pointed at the food she hadn't finished eating, and shouted:

What's the matter with you woman?

My meal! My

boom

The charged detonator exploded in the food store behind Ash, blowing the store and the demons to pieces.

Ash was pushed by the shock wave and rolled several times on the ground.

Before she could stand up, several demons roared down from the sky, blocking her and that silly girl.

“My meal!!!”

The girl seemed silly.

She didn't seem to see the demons around her at all, she stared blankly at the exploding food store, where there was still a delicious meal she was enjoying.

meal

No food

Ash ignored the silly girl, the cowboy lady with black and gray face looked around, Bob was coming, she needed to buy time.

She pulled out a short knife engraved with evil runes from her waist, and was about to charge up, but

boom

A terrifying, extremely high-temperature beam of light descended from the sky, like a roll call, annihilating the demons around Ash one by one on the spot within a second.

direct gasification.

No bones remained.

It didn't even hurt the ground at all.

Ash's neck felt leaden, and she turned in slow motion to look at the stupid girl she had saved from the grocery store.

Miss Ash didn't find out until this moment.

This girl has a pair of unique, purple eyes.

Under Ash's gaze, the complex, sophisticated, and uncommon black machinery, like limbs, was retracting into a certain mechanism suspended behind the stupid girl.

The street wind blows the purple-eyed girl's long black hair, matched with her white dress, making this girl look very pure and lovely.

She glared at Ash angrily, and said:

You pay for my meal! Bad woman!

Fu.

Ash let out a sigh of relief, and she also brushed her long white hair, and said to the angry girl:

no problem.

It's just a meal, and I can still afford it.

Oh, is it so?

The purple-eyed girl looked at the confident Ash, and she gave a smirk.

She crossed her hips, held out a finger, and said to Ash:

Well, I won't make it difficult for you, as long as you can make me full, I will forgive you.

Ash shrugged. She now suspected that the girl with some kind of terrible mechanism was indeed out of her mind.

Ash's family is so rich that even the ghouls who claim to never be hungry can be fed.

She intends to make friends with this powerful girl, and she reaches out to the girl with purple eyes.

With an infectious smile on her face, she said:

My name is Elizabeth Caledonia Ash, what about you?

me?

The purple-eyed girl looked at Ash's well-maintained hands, she swallowed, and said:

My name is very long, you can't remember it.

Just call me Ganata.

When are we going to eat? I'm so hungry.