Shadow of the Beautiful World

Little Hela was escorted by the team of sturdy frost giant warriors to the border of Asgard's underworld.

The huge maze in this hell can't hinder their progress at all, not to mention that little Hella is the owner here, and she built the big maze that occupies one-third of the underworld, so it must not be difficult for her.

It doesn't matter even if Hela has been sealed for too long, lost the memory of the past, and forgot how to walk the maze.

This dilapidated place has been in disrepair for a long time, and the labyrinths have not been maintained in time, and they have already collapsed into disrepair.

The last time Thor and Loki entered the Limbo from here, the rampant road that the reckless Thor opened in the maze is still there.

Follow it all the way outward, you can reach the junction of Asgard's underworld and the border of hell.

Little Hela's power was so sealed by the Time Gem that she couldn't even sense the whole picture of this hell.

Naturally, she couldn't perceive that, in fact, the big villain Merlin, whom she hated so much, didn't leave at all.

In fact, Merlin has been hiding in his own shadow, on that cliff, without moving at all.

After Little Hila left, Merlin reappeared from the shadows.

He stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the dilapidated ruins below, and the wingless angels running rampant like beasts in the ruins.

According to the story told by Hela, combined with the news sent by the archangel, Merlin can already confirm that the wingless angels in the ruins are the group of angels exiled into the void by Odin thousands of years ago.

They don't have men...

All women.

For the recklessness and mistakes of their leader, they have been cursed for thousands of years, and they cannot rest until now.

Of course, these sufferings have nothing to do with Merlin.

he just...

Entrusted by others, loyal to others, nothing more.

Merlin took a step forward.

Just like a cliff jumper, his body is completely suspended in the air, but he does not fall, as if he is stepping on an invisible ladder in the air, floating forward in a suspended posture.

The black robe hangs down on the body surface, and the four corners of the clothes that split below move automatically without wind, and the long tail also straightens in the air.

Lord Raven put his hands behind his back.

The back is straight.

His long black hair hangs over his shoulders and is occasionally blown back, but falls back quickly.

Although Zatanna complained that his appearance was the same as before, after rebirth, Merlin's temperament was indeed much better than when he was a mortal.

Just like Queen Liana's evaluation.

It was as dark as a shadow, and it also had the gloom from the wasteland of hell, the calmness that a powerful spellcaster should have, and finally, there was a hint of mystery that could not be ignored.

When such a person appeared in front of his eyes, probably no one would treat him as a street fish.

Big shot.

You have to look like a big man should.

He descended from a high place, and landed on the ground of the ruins of hell after more than ten seconds. He didn't step on the ground full of weathered bones and stains, but was suspended in the air.

Anyone with a brain knows that this guy is not easy to mess with.

But unfortunately, these wingless angels around Merlin...

They have no brains.

These angels who have been deprived of wisdom and live in hell like beasts have long lost the nobility of their companions in heaven, and even less of that delicate and hypocritical elegance.

They were wrapped in strange animal skins and tattered robes, and some of them were completely naked.

Holding rough weapons in their hands, broken spears and swords eroded by the wind, some of the weaker ones simply carried the thigh bones left by unknown creatures like barbarians.

Their faces and bodies were covered with stains, and some of the grumpy ones were even covered with hideous scars.

Uh, even though they lost their wings and wisdom, leaving only their instinctive mania, their superb physical qualities still seem to be there, and they haven't turned into a group of weak chickens just because they fell into hell.

Thinking about it, thousands of years ago, they were able to withstand the siege of the hell legion several times their own at a disadvantage. These angels were not considered ordinary characters.

Judging from Archangel Gabriel's solemn request to Merlin to bring back the living angels, these exiled angels are probably the best of the best.

It is estimated that it is the kind of elite character that can directly change the balance of forces between the enemy and the enemy on a battlefield with the number of several legions.

At this time, hundreds of crazy angels surrounded Merlin.

They lowered their bodies, whimpering like beasts, and their eyes were fixed on Merlin, on this guy who invaded their territory.

Instinct was telling them that this guy was dangerous.

But the way of living like wild beasts made them unable to ignore the intruder.

The two sides are at a stalemate.

Uh, or rather, a unilateral standoff.

Merlin didn't take these mad angels seriously...

Even if nearly 3,000 crazy wingless angels in the ruins go together, it will not cause trouble to Merlin.

The gap between the two sides is too big, so big that it is difficult to use quantity to make up for quality.

Rage is forbidden here!

Merlin stretched out his fingers and tapped in the air, and he said something softly.

The next moment, the divine words descended.

Those angry angels immediately became dazed.

It was like the invisible water washed away the anger in their hearts, making them feel the peace of mind for the first time in these thousand years.

Come!

Merlin picked up the black feather that little Haila gave him with two fingers, and then hooked his fingers to a dazed angel wrapped in animal skin and combing a single ponytail in front of him.

Merlin's voice sounded in the latter's foolish mind, like an unconscious puppet receiving orders.

She walked forward with her head down.

The closer she got to Merlin, the more her body trembled. In the end, when she was 5 meters away from Merlin, she was already shaking like chaff.

It's not her fault.

This is life's instinct of reverence for higher life.

Don't be afraid.

Merlin said gently:

I won't hurt you, poor boy, hold it.

He pushed the black feather forward.

The wingless angel trembled when she heard Merlin's voice. She looked at the black feather in front of her that exuded a mysterious light.

Encouraged by Merlin, she stretched out her bloody fingers.

Gently, touched the feather.

The curse was lifted at this moment.

The wisdom and rationality that had been taken away suddenly returned, like a thunderbolt hitting her.

Her expression was dull.

Like a statue, after a few seconds, she regained consciousness.

She raised her hands and looked at her hands covered with smudges and blood stains, dirty and unsightly, like wild beasts.

Chaotic memories of the past 1,000 years echoed in her mind, and earlier, memories of her traveling the stars as a noble angel and sisters.

Like two worlds with nothing in common...

plop

The angel fell to his knees.

She lowered her head towards Merlin hovering in front of her eyes, and touched the ground with her forehead.

Not just gratitude, much heavier than that.

hum

Merlin relaxed his fingers, and the black feather fell in the air, hovering in front of the angel.

He said softly:

Go and wake up your companions.

After 3 days, I will come to pick you up. I welcome those who are willing to go to the wasteland with me, and I will not force those who do not want to go.

But I hope that after three days, what I see is a group of real fearless fighters with a heart of salvation, not a group of savage and dirty beasts.

With his hands behind his back, he looked at the kneeling wingless angel with calm eyes.

Her shoulders shrugged.

She's crying...well, I guess so.

Can it be done?

Merlin asked.

The next moment, the angel raised his head, grabbed the black feathers in front of his eyes with both hands, and nodded vigorously to Merlin.

She couldn't speak.

She hasn't spoken in 1000 years, she has even forgotten how to speak.

good.

Merlin also nodded to the angel with tears on his face.

He turned around, and in the orange light, he left the Hades of Asgard and returned to his own hell.

It wasn't until Merlin completely disappeared that the angel who was kneeling on the ground stood up.

Behind her, the companion who had lost the deterrence of the divine words rushed forward like a wild beast, but was kicked in the abdomen by the weeping angel. She turned her head and looked at the companion who fell on the ground and roared like a wild beast.

There was a coldness in her eyes.

She clenched the feathers in her hands...

These irrational companions will definitely not obey her obediently, that is to say, within 3 days, she will use her fists to subdue more than 3,000 wingless angels in the ruins.

It's a tough job.

But that's okay, she can do it.

After thousands of years of suffering, I finally saw the hope of their souls being liberated and returning home with the sisters who are still in exile...

How could she just give up like this?

hum

A golden flame ignited in the hand of the wingless angel, and a golden spear appeared from the flames. She grabbed the spear and rushed towards the sisters in front of her.

bring it on!

let us be together...

Embark on this road to redemption!

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Woohoo

The moment Merlin returned to the wasteland hell, the scream of the raven rang in his ears.

It wasn't Victor's cry.

Merlin's eyes blinked, and his figure, who had just returned to the throne room, flashed, and appeared outside the hell gate of Wasteland Hell, in the canyon connecting Wasteland Hell.

A black raven with beautiful blue feathers was standing on the edge of a cold rock, making ugly calls and jumping around, as if it was entertaining itself.

There is only one such lively guy in Merlin's memory.

Muning, what are you doing here?

With his hands behind his back, Merlin looked at the raven jumping back and forth among the rocks, and said:

Does your boss have any news for me?

Yo, Merlin!

Mu Ning turned around.

The raven screamed in the tone of reunion with an old friend. It flapped its wings happily, circled around Merlin, and then lightly landed on Merlin's shoulder.

This guy who knows how to read words flatteringly said to Merlin:

Look at what you said, even if it's okay, can't we come and see our old friends?

It's rare that you still remember me. There are very few people with a conscience like you now.

Merlin didn't break the raven's mind, he raised his finger, took out a few fresh juniper berries, and fed them to Mu Ning.

He stroked the smooth feathers of Odin's little bird. Before, this guy kept his identity and didn't let Merlin touch it, but now it is as honest as Merlin's pet.

Merlin says:

If I didn't know how tired you are, I would almost believe your nonsense... Tell me, what news did Odin bring?

emmmm

Mu Ning looked around, this cunning little thing lowered its voice, and approached Merlin's ear, it said:

The boss said that he agreed to your previous plan.

Um?

Merlin blinked his eyes in surprise, and he asked back:

Are you sure your boss didn't drink too much? Why did he suddenly make such a big decision? You should know that once that plan is implemented...

Boss can't help it either.

Mu Ning flapped his wings and said in a helpless tone:

Hela was released and joined the goddess Skadi. Once she is allowed to return to Asgard, the power of the goddess of death will recover quickly. This is something the boss can't stop himself.

There is also a big snake that is about to move, and the boss himself is in trouble. The bald man of the supreme mage has been ruthless, and the boss has been aged for at least 1000 years. Although the divine power has become stronger, it is difficult for the old man to fight with the two heavenly fathers. Too long a confrontation.

Raven said:

We heard that Surtur, who is not willing to die, has also made a move, and that is the three heavenly fathers... Even if Asgard wins, it will be a tragic victory. It is better to die as you said, and then live.

Okay.

Merlin chuckled lightly, and said:

As long as he makes up his mind, there is no problem on my side. After I finish dealing with the matter at hand, I will start planning. Let Odin get ready.

Merlin stretched out his finger and poked Mu Ning's head.

He asked:

One more little thing.

Loki should still be in Asgard, right?

Mu Ning raised his head, tilted his head, and asked suspiciously:

Yes, but why are you asking that?

Odin's youngest son is too bold.

Merlin narrowed his eyes, and said in a cold tone:

He handed the Winter Box to the Frost Giant, which caused the Winter Box to fall into Skadi's hands. I could have easily saved my wife, but now...

I had to make a big battle that shook the Nine Kingdoms, so that I could take my wife home...

It's all because of his wanton behavior.

Lord Raven moved his fingers over Mu Ning's head, and he asked:

Say, shouldn't I teach him a lesson?

Although Merlin's tone was calm, Mu Ning shuddered.

It looked at Merlin's expression, swallowed hard, and said:

You won't kill him, will you? Let me tell you, although the boss doesn't say it on the surface, he dotes on Loki... If you kill him, the problem is...

rest assured.

Merlin showed a gentle smile, he tapped Mu Ning on the head, and said:

I'm going to do it... in a measured way.

I won't hurt him, but I'll teach the daring god of mischief a lesson he'll never forget.

Okay, go back and reply to your boss.

Merlin waved his hand and said to Mu Ning who flew in front of him:

Get him, and all of Asgard, ready...to move.