Shadow of the Beautiful World

Texas.

On a wilderness surrounded by mountains near the Mexican border, there are wild grass and no human habitation.

Necrodamus, the black wizard, was leaning against his car. While eating a sandwich, he raised his head from time to time, looking at the sky and the surrounding wilderness.

He just got here this morning.

At this critical moment, in order not to attract unnecessary attention, he and his servant, the Egyptian demigod night jackal, disguised themselves as ordinary travelers and drove all the way here from New Mexico.

He was exhausted by boats and cars, but he was still a wizard anyway, and fatigue did not exist.

There was only tension and apprehension in his heart that could not be relieved.

I'm going to do something big...

Who can not be nervous?

Neke Rodamus couldn't help reaching out and patting the rear compartment behind him.

The Archangel Slayer is being placed in it, and it can be held in his hand only after the dark wizard lifts the back cover.

Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?

Behind the black wizard, Ye Jackal was also a little nervous, and she asked:

Do you know the exact time of the armistice agreement?

She was a bona fide demigod, but she hadn't experienced anything like this in her long life.

Although Merlin had told her not to be nervous about what to do, but this kind of empty-mouthed comfort alone could not make Ye Jackal completely at ease.

What if the adventure of the madman next to him succeeds?

What if the unlucky Archangel was really assassinated?

What if Merlin and his friends didn't come to stop it?

As long as any link goes wrong, Ye Jie will live as a wanted criminal in all worlds for the rest of his life.

For a demigod, that is an extremely terrifying future.

Right here, that's right.

Internal Medicine Rodamus said without looking back:

As for the time, I'm not sure. Anyway, it's today, maybe a few hours later, maybe in the next minute...Is there something in the sky?

The dark wizard stared at the sky, he saw the faint light above the clouds, and his heart skipped a beat.

He turned back to Ye Jackal behind him and said:

Look, are those angels?

The night jackal looked at the black wizard's fingers, and she could clearly see that under the cover of the clouds, at an altitude of several thousand meters, golden doors were opening.

In the waving of golden or white streamers, angels wearing armor and with white wings on their backs flew out of the door one after another.

There are also some ships that look like wooden galleys, and they also sail out of the larger golden door.

Like a battleship sailing on the clouds.

The attitude of those ships sailing in the clouds reminded Ye Jack of the elegant and huge solar ship of Ra God.

It's an angel!

A few seconds later, Ye Jackal said to the black wizard:

At least 2 angels from the Standard Legion. They have blocked this mountainous area from high altitude. According to my estimation, they will search this land next.

The news is correct.

The black wizard will really feel relieved.

He turned back and put the book of darkness on the back cover of the car, spread it out, slid his fingers on the pages, and read out an obscure magic spell according to the records on the pages.

With the surge of magic power, he, Ye Jackal, and the car were all pulled into the invisible barrier, and even the breath disappeared completely.

The appearance of those angels means that the truce is about to begin.

Hiding in the barrier, the black wizard rubbed his hands half excitedly and half worriedly. He opened the car cover and held the Archangel Slayer's box in his hand. He said to the night jackal beside him:

The armistice zone should be further ahead. I'll go there first, and you stay here.

He looked at Ye Jackal, and said:

Wait for my signal. Once the assassination is complete, immediately cover me and leave... As long as I leave here alive, I will give you freedom!

You tm want me to die!

Ye Jackal gritted her teeth, and pressed the cold battle ax against the black wizard's neck. She said:

There are 2 legions of angels here! At least 30 seraphs who are good at fighting! This is not as simple as ambushing that arrogant seraphim last time. As long as I dare to show my head, I will die!

That's your business, my poor Ye Jackal.

The Dark Wizard had no fear.

With a sneer, he stretched out two fingers, tapped on the edge of Ye Jackal's battle axe, and pushed the ritual battle ax around his neck.

He said:

This is the last step of the contract...

Whether you want to or not, you have to finish it!

Under Ye Jackal's icy gaze, the black wizard cast another spell on himself, and under the search of the fallen angels, he rushed towards the center of the wilderness.

Watching the black wizard leave, Ye Jackal, who was still angry just now, had a hint of sarcasm on his lips.

She looked around, and pulled out a square-headed mobile phone from her leather armguard.

The Dark Night Demigod clicked on the keypad of the phone a little clumsily, and then sent her location and the message that the truce agreement was about to start to another number.

After doing all this, Ye Jackal snorted, put the phone aside, opened the door, and entered the car.

She lay comfortably on the back seat, humming a song from the ancient Egyptian period, and yawned with her eyes closed.

All the things I should do have been done.

The next step is to look at the methods of his uncle Merlin.

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Ding, Ding

On a heavy locomotive heading toward Texas, Johnny grabbed the handlebar with one hand and pulled his ding-dong cell phone out of his pocket with the other.

He glanced at the text message on his phone, the marked location, and the time Ye Jackal sent the message.

The next moment, Johnny, who was galloping on the highway, turned his car around and rushed out in another direction.

Aren't you afraid of the heat?

Johnny said to Clark sitting behind him:

There's not enough time, so I'm going to speed up.

It doesn't matter.

Clark sat behind Johnny. He pushed up his glasses and said:

I'm not afraid of the heat.

Well!

Johnny responded, and a flame of hell jumped up on his arms. The next second, the flames were like flowing light spots, quickly covering Johnny himself and the motorcycle under his crotch.

Amidst the scorched flesh and the smell of sulfur, even crazier spirits appeared in broad daylight.

Accompanied by the slightly presumptuous whistling of the burning skull, the skeleton locomotive, which became more cool in the raging flames, roared, and two tumbling flames spewed out from the exhaust pipe.

The front of the car was raised abruptly, like a neighing war horse.

The next moment, in the reverberation of the sonic boom cloud, the car turned into a blazing flame and rushed towards the valley where the armistice agreement was located.

Behind Johnny, Clark reached out and smacked out the burning flame on his arm.

He was unharmed.

It was the suit that was on his body that was ruined.

After the suit was burned, the Kryptonian combat uniform he was wearing was exposed. With the roar of the flame locomotive, the red cloak fluttered in the strong wind.

Listen to me, Superman.

Ghost Rider bangs the accelerator to make the burning car run faster, and said to Superman behind him without turning his head:

What Merlin wants you to do is very simple...

Soon there will be a human who uses a weird weapon to assassinate an unsuspecting archangel. According to the information we have learned, the weapon is very fast. Among the people Merlin knows, only you can force it Keep up with the speed of that weapon.

ah?

Clark said in surprise:

Can't you? I think you're pretty fast too.

I could.

Ghost Rider said slightly dissatisfied:

But now I'm weak, unless I block that missile with my body.

But the problem is, Merlin doesn't need me to do that, he still has use for keeping that missile. And where you're going after a while, only ordinary people like you who don't have a different kind of blood can go in...Although I don't think you're Ordinary people.

All right.

Clark looked at the approaching mountains and said:

Rush in, keep up with the weapon that was bombarded at the archangel, and then?

And throw that weapon through the gates to hell!

Flaming Skull moved its upper and lower jaws and said:

The speed must be fast. Before the demons in the armistice zone react, throw it in, and someone from hell will respond.

Um...

Superman pursed his lips, and he frowned and said:

That sounds easy enough, so tell me, Johnny, what's the hard part about this?

Hehe, the difficulty lies in...

The Ghost Rider drove the burning chariot up the uneven ridge, and the dancing flames went out the next moment, and he returned to his human form.

He raised the car braces, jumped out of the car, pointed to the valley dozens of kilometers away, and said to Superman behind him:

The difficulty is that you have to withstand the attacks of two legions of angels and the same number of demons to do this...Of course, I will help you.

I will drive you to the truce zone and attract firepower for you, but you have to do the next thing yourself.

Is that so?

There was no fear on Superman's face.

But he still has a problem.

He looked at Johnny, who was smoking a cigarette with his arms akimbo, and said:

If you know that there are villains who are going to assassinate the archangel, and what you told me about the armistice agreement on the road, if you know all this in advance, why don't you tell heaven and cancel this meeting?

That should be easier. Stop this possible assassination directly from the source.

You're right.

Johnny shrugged, and he said to Clark:

If we simply want to stop this, then there are too many ways, but the problem is that Merlin not only intends to stop it, but also uses it.

I heard from Merlin that you don't like conspiracies, but I can assure you that once Merlin's plan succeeds, it will definitely not do any harm to the world you protect.

You are a key part of Merlin's plan, Clark.

He chose you almost without any hesitation, he believed in you, he believed that you can do it, you will not let him down, you will not let us down.

The driver lowered his voice and said to Clark:

The most important thing is that if you look at it from the perspective of the human world, heaven and hell are actually the same thing! You haven't experienced similar things, so you don't know, but I have experienced them.

For some reason, I can't tell you the truth, but believe me, those winged angels are definitely no more trustworthy than ugly demons...

Don't be misled by the sacred stories of humans, Clark.

You are a human being, so in everything you do, you must start from the perspective of human beings and this world, instead of thinking on the side of those angels.

Woo, woo, woo

A muffled horn sounded from afar.

Johnny turned his head, and in his burning eyes, he could see the gates to hell being opened all around the valley.

The Legion from the Seven Kings of Hell slowly walked out of the torn dimensional rift.

There were not many of them on either side, but all the demons, the devils put together, were just as numerous as the legions of heaven.

The demons of hell are coming too.

Johnny got on the motorcycle, pouted at Clark, and said:

The armistice agreement is about to begin, come up, we should pass.

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Necrodamus smelled the strong smell of sulfur.

He subconsciously clasped the launcher on his shoulder. At the critical moment when the most important meeting between heaven and hell was about to start, only this cold weapon could give him a sense of security.

Waves of pulsating white light are already rolling in the sky, and the power from heaven is spreading to this land.

The armistice zone is about to be drawn.

Gritting his teeth, the black wizard quietly carried the launcher on his shoulder.

He stood in a standard kneeling position in the wild grass covered by magic, the sight popped out and was precisely stuck in front of his eyes.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Necrodamus counted silently in his heart.

When he counted to 27, a dazzling beam of light fell from the sky.

It was like a god's fist descending from the sky, hitting the ground with terrifying force.

A golden streamer danced in this light, like egg whites being poured into a pot. During the flow of the halo, a large golden barrier like an egg shell was held upside down in this valley. middle.

wow

The holy light shines in the sound of shattering like glass.

The doors from both sides of heaven and hell are opened almost simultaneously.

A male archangel wearing black armor, with huge wings on his back, a red ribbon wrapped around his body, and a blond hair flew out from the gate of heaven.

In the dark red crack of hell, wearing a black suit, the potbellied demon king of hell also stepped on the steps of the dead bones and wailing, and walked out step by step.

Archangel...Michael!

Demon King of Hell...Beret!

The truce agreement has been opened, and the truce zone has been demarcated. In this house-sized barrier, the once-in-a-thousand-year wrangling meeting between heaven and hell is about to begin again.

Long time no see, Michael.

The hell devil took the initiative to say hello to the archangel, and the archangel also floated down to the ground, saying to the devil in front of him:

Yes, it's been a thousand years, Beret, why is it you again this time? Is there no one in hell?

The devil didn't answer.

At the same moment, on the edge of the golden truce zone, only 15 meters away from the archangel, a human suddenly stood up, carrying a strange weapon on his shoulder, with a ferocious smile on his face.

He looked at the archangel, and the next second...

The trigger is pulled.

And the footsteps of Beret, the devil king of hell, who walked down the stairs, also slowed down a little at this moment.

At the moment when the rockets roared out of the launcher, a fleeting smile appeared on the ugly face of the demon king.

This long-prepared assassination...

Steady!