Shadow of the Beautiful World

In New Mexico, in the residence of the dark wizard Regner.

Ye Jackal leaned on his ritual battle axe, watching Necrodamus swinging a disassembled rocket launcher in front of him.

This guy has been pretending to be a wizard for several years, but the original cooking skills have not been lost.

He deftly modified the rocket launcher at hand to create a launcher that could be adapted to the Archangel Slayer.

The assassination weapon made of Judas silver was placed on the stone platform aside.

Even if the 30 silver coins were melted together, it would not be possible to expand to the size of the rocket. In fact, Regner only used the silver to forge the lethal part of the rocket.

The other parts are made by him with other materials.

Most of it is Uru Gold, and there is also a small part of Vibration Gold to ensure the impact strength of this thing.

You are going to assassinate an archangel with human weapons.

Ye Jackal, who was leaning against the wall, suddenly said:

I think you're doing something stupid.

she says:

You have seen how I slaughtered opponents, I tell you, an archangel can only be faster than me...

I admit that the silver of Judas has a devastating effect on the creatures of heaven, but your weapon can't keep up with the speed of the archangel's reaction.

An Ye demigod curled her lips, and she said:

Actually, I think you're just fantasizing.

The moment you pull the trigger, an archangel will appear in front of your eyes and kill you... I can't follow you into the truce zone, which is an isolated zone for all alien creatures.

Necrodamus finished listening to Ye Jackal's words.

He didn't answer right away.

He didn't stop what he was doing.

A few minutes later, a black, modified launcher was held in the hands of the black wizard.

He carefully installed the silver-white rocket in front of the launcher and buckled it tightly.

He raised the assembled weapon and put it on his shoulder, holding the lower part of the launcher with his left hand, and resting his right hand on the pistol-like trigger.

He made a shooting motion.

click

A black sight popped out of the launcher and landed precisely in front of the black wizard's eyes. In the crosshairs, Ye Jackal's mocking face was reflected.

Perfect!

The black wizard sighed in admiration.

He put the Archangel Slayer into a long black box, and then snapped the box shut.

After doing all this, Necrodamus turned around, picked up the handkerchief at hand, wiped the stains on his fingers, and said to Ye Jackal without raising his head:

Yes, you are right.

As a weak mortal, I may not even be able to see the shadow of the archangel, and I will be pierced through the heart by the sharp sword in his hand, and my soul will be destroyed.

The black wizard Shi Shiran picked up the dark divine book in his hand.

He said to the night jackal:

He didn't even need to use a weapon, he just looked at me and I was burned with holy fire.

He is so powerful, I am so weak, this assassination sounds like a fantasy.

But my advantage is that I have this!

Neko Lodamus spread out the book of darkness and opened it backwards, Ye Jack could only see a blank page.

But in reality, that page was filled with stuff.

Only users of the Dark God Book can see it.

That's a problem.

The problem written by the black wizard.

How should I kill the Archangel?

Under that question, there are densely packed answers, as well as several complex rune models, as well as manufacturing drawings about the Archangel Slayer, even including specific steps for use.

Yes.

Let the Dark Wizard do it himself, there's no way he could kill the Archangel.

But with the help of the all-knowing dark book, he only needs to follow the steps described in the book to make a good weapon, and follow suit to complete this great cause.

He is not fighting alone.

The Archangel Slayer is not a magic weapon, it is completely silent when fired, and there are hidden runes inscribed on the inner wall.

The black wizard said proudly:

The archangel will only notice it when it is about 10 meters away from the archangel, and at its flying speed after launch, the reaction time left for the archangel is less than 0.1 second.

Even if he reacts, how can he do it?

Necrodamus snorted and said:

The scope of the truce zone is only about the size of this room. The barrier delineated by the truce zone can not only prevent external creatures from entering, but also prevent internal life from leaving. This is for the sake of confidentiality.

He can only dodge in such a small space when he reacts. It takes time to open the gate of heaven, and in that hood...

The black wizard smiled, and said:

But there is still a Hell Demon King who is not weaker than him...

Snapped

The dark book was closed, and the black wizard said confidently:

As long as I pull the trigger, the archangel is dead.

You just need to block those demons and angels for me outside the barrier, and escort me out of that dangerous place, and your contract will be fulfilled.

I will give you freedom, Ye Jackal, but I don't think it's useless for you to ask for that thing.

Internal Medicine Rodamus showed a sinister smile, and he said:

How about we sign another contract?

You know, after you are free, you will also become a lost dog. Both hell and heaven will not let you go. What we can join forces is not as master and servant, but as a partner.

I have wisdom.

The black wizard touched the dark book in his hand, and said:

You have strength, and if we work together, we might be able to achieve a great cause like Raven.

Let's talk about it later.

Ye Jackal didn't refuse Neko Rodamus' offer, but she didn't agree either.

She just squinted her eyes, skipped the subject, and said:

Then now, are we waiting for news?

Need not!

The black wizard put the book of darkness into his personal magic pocket, and picked up the box containing the Archangel Slayer. He said to the night jackal:

I have 'inside' information, I know where the truce zone of the Armistice Covenant will appear, we will go directly there and wait for the rabbit.

He hooked his fingers at the jackal, and there was worry in his eyes.

He said:

It's best to get this done before anyone else reacts, and then we can walk away.

That's my day of glory, don't be late.

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Damon Hellstorm is standing on a peak in hell.

He was wearing his usual well-made black suit, lined with a white shirt and tie, and he was dressed like a young and promising businessman.

But at this time, he was still wearing a long black trench coat.

He has a good figure, and this windbreaker fits him very well, giving him a more dusty temperament.

The clothes were made by Merlin.

It is imbued with the power of the King of Vanity, but it has no other more powerful effect other than covering the breath.

Daemon is standing in his father's hell right now, but will not be found by his cunning father.

He stood on the edge of the cliff of the peak, looking at the devil legion that was gathering on the plain of hell in the distance. They were more than 30 most elite legions under Marduk's command, commanded by Beret, the devil king of hell.

There are more demons gathered where Damon can't see.

Marduk, the lord of hell, is preparing to launch a war that will sweep across the world, just after the truce was broken and the forces of heaven retreated.

He wants to seize that fleeting opportunity and sweep the entire world in the shortest possible time with a swallowing gesture.

He wants to win this battle of the king of hell before heaven launches a full-scale revenge, sit on the throne of Satan, command the demons of hell, and start a desperate battle with heaven.

But Dimon doesn't care about that.

His gaze didn't even stay for a second on those powerful, almost endless devil legions.

He was looking at the end of the plain, which belonged to his father's palace, the dark palace surrounded by magma and fire, like a huge demon head.

He lived there for a while as a child.

He doesn't feel like he belongs there.

But now, he had to watch it.

His sister is there.

Satana accepted Merlin's task, and he already knew about returning to Marduk Hell to approach the Lord of Hell.

He couldn't always make decisions for his sister.

He could also guess why Satana, who was always tired, was willing to take such a big risk this time.

The girl who had been well protected by him had finally grown up.

She knew it was time to pay for her own life, and she knew it was time to fulfill her responsibilities.

she is there.

Right next to that sinister and vicious old immortal, at any time, the old guy may be transformed into a complete demon king of hell, completely forget him, forget everything in the world, and become a big devil who only knows killing and destruction.

After his mother died, Satana was his only relative.

He couldn't allow himself to lose her here, even without the damn throne...

An impulse surged in Damon's heart, maybe he should rush into the palace now, take his sister back intact, and hide in the world like before.

But he's a rational half-demon after all.

Having reached this point, the truce agreement will be opened in two days. The Son of Hell has completed the preparations for the plan, and the arrow is on the string, so it has to be launched.

If he opts out at this point...

Not to mention his father Marduk, even Merlin and Liana would not let him go.

Marduk, Merlin...

Of these two people, who is he more afraid of?

Damon shook his head, pushing the question out of his mind.

Even if he escaped Merlin's revenge by chance, but if Marduk's plan succeeds.

If the Lord of Hell invades the world, where can he and his sister hide?

Stars?

impossible.

Stars, there is also a battlefield where heaven and hell clash.

The battle between these two sides has been dubbed the Eternal War, and that's no joke.

Can't escape.

Fu...

Daemon took a deep breath. He took a last look at the palace under the mountain range. He withdrew his eyes, turned around, and flew towards the other side of the mountain range.

The dimensional gates from the Marduk Hell to Limbo are still farther afield.

Just like his sister has a mission, he also has the mission of the son of hell.

He will reopen the closed passage a few hours before the opening of the truce agreement, and cooperate with Liana who is waiting on the other side to release all the virus-infected zombies and devils in the border of hell to Marduk's hell inside.

confusion!

Do everything possible to create more chaos, so that the hell of Marduk is under the illusion of being invaded, so as to contain enough hell legions.

This will be a rebellion.

It will also be the only way for him and Satana to reach the throne of the Great King of Hell.

The Prince's Revenge.

Damon breathed a sigh of relief, he grinned, and looked at the huge stone building at the end of the scorched mountains in the distance.

He said:

This story is not bad.

Satana...wait for me, brother will take you home soon!

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hum

The low roar of the engine of the heavy locomotive echoed across the land of Kansas.

Johnny drove along the road all the way, he drove very fast, but the scenery along the way was as far as he could see, and he saw a farm at the end of his sight, standing alone on the wasteland.

There is a small town not far from the farm.

Farther away, there is a plain overgrown with weeds.

There used to be the base of the S.H.I.E.L.D. in Kansas, but it was destroyed by an explosion seven months ago, and the place is now acquired by the group of Lex Luthor, the richest man in Gotham City.

It is said that they intend to build a project there, add some jobs to this place or something.

But that has nothing to do with Johnny.

He has come to deliver the letter.

Send a letter for Merlin, to an old friend.

click

The cool black locomotive was parked by the farm, and Johnny, who was wearing a flight jacket, jumped out of the car. He took a look at this fairly prosperous farm, but he didn't go in.

Instead, he shouted to a middle-aged man who was wearing a straw hat and working on the farm:

Hey, sir, are you sure Clark is here?

Um?

The man who was working raised his head. He was no longer young, and there were signs of baldness on the top of his head. He scolded the shepherd dog who was barking at Johnny at his feet.

He took off his straw hat and looked at Johnny warily.

He said:

What are you looking for with my son? Are you his friend?

Uh, I've come to deliver a letter.

Johnny glanced at the barking dog, who whimpered in fear and ran away with its tail between its legs.

He raised his head and said to Clark's old father:

Well, your son and I almost became colleagues. My wife and he work at the same newspaper. Anyway, I'm not a bad person. Uncle, can you tell me where Clark is?

Are you looking for me?

A voice sounded behind Johnny, and Ghost Rider suddenly turned his head, and saw Clark in a denim suit, carrying a hoe, and wearing a torn straw hat, walking back towards him.

Louise Lane was just behind her husband, also dressed like a country girl.

Dad, don't worry about it, this is my friend.

Clark yelled to his old father, then stood between his father and Johnny, staring at Johnny, he said:

What the hell is a Ghost Rider doing at my door? And scaring my dog...

Merlin needs you.

Johnny wasn't bothered, he said straight to the point:

We want to get rid of a hell lord who is about to invade the world. This is quite personal, so we only need our own people.

He asked me to ask you, are you coming?

My own...

Clark savored the words, smiled at his worried wife beside him, and then looked back at Johnny.

Under the straw hat, Clark's face was calm.

He said:

I'm having dinner with my family, you can come too.

After dinner... let's go!