Shadow of the Beautiful World

Some time ago, Lord Raven asked the great sage, a mechanical dwarf who could forge evil, to forge a weapon for him.

a sword.

The main body is Urujin and Zhenjin.

Adding 30 pieces of Judas Silver, which can seriously injure the Lord of Hell, made this sword capable of killing all fantasy creatures from the moment it was born.

Merlin also incorporates fragments of weapons he used in the past into it.

Let it produce all kinds of magical effects again.

The integration of the angry halberd allows this sword to increase the anger of the sword bearer.

Of course, this point is not of much use to Merlin today.

The integration of the silver sword Vlad makes this sword have a better effect of destroying demons.

This is also of no use to Merlin.

But the integration of the wand Lola made the sword a medium for spellcasting to amplify the effect of magic, which was very useful for the spellcaster Merlin.

Although for the king of vanity, even casting spells with bare hands is still amazing, but the boost with a medium is obviously better.

After all, what wizard would say no to more powerful magic?

In the heart of every wizard, there is hidden a magical dream of the Five Fireball God Sect; every seemingly normal caster is just a destroyer who has not yet awakened his attributes.

Elegance is just a process, and irritability is the result.

Far away, in short, the final decoration of Judas the long sword is the skull of the prince of hell on the staff of Saint Van Gonzal, kindly provided by the enthusiastic Prince Black Heart.

The black devil's skull, stained with a trace of Mephisto's will to hell, was inlaid behind the hilt of the long sword at this time.

Exists as a rather unique ornament.

It can open a hell for Merlin, which makes no sense to the Lord of the Wasteland....

He is already the king of hell, and the hell barrier of the wasteland is a permanent magic on him.

Everywhere he went was hell.

But the other effect of the skull would be great.

There is the will of Mephisto's hell in this skull. Although it is rare, it still gives Merlin a handle to target that old devil who is jumping up and down.

In the future battle of the king of hell, if this trick is used well, it will definitely ruin the old devil.

But even though it has various effects, the shape of this sword is not outstanding, nor is it exaggerated.

It is the most classic style of half-handed sword, the blade is three fingers wide, unusually smooth and bright, like a pool of dancing moonlight.

The length of the blade is about 1.3 meters.

The guard is an unpretentious cross-shaped guard, which is longer than the cross guard of ordinary long swords, forming a slight arc at both ends of the guard.

The hilt is made of black bone with a luster like steel. In the center of the hilt guard is a devil's skull.

This is the most exaggerated decoration on this sword.

Like the other strand of Prince Black Heart, the skull used as the hilt of the sword was also kindly provided by Lord Merlin's good friend, another Lord of Hell, Mr. Marduk.

Overall, the sword of Judas...

kind of ugly.

At least it is not as cool as the Soul Slayer in Liana's hands, and there is no special luster on the blade, which does not seem to be worthy of Merlin's status at this time.

But be careful, Mr. Steppenwolf.

Merlin stretched out his hand, and in the swing of his large robe, he kindly reminded the tall war lord in front of him:

My sword seems to be coated with deadly poison. If I get bitten by it...it will hurt very much!

Pretending to be a ghost!

The already impatient Steppenwolf lord grabbed his battle axe, and in the magma-like flames, the battle ax taller than Merlin slammed down.

He stood on the rolled-up ground, while Merlin hovered in the air below the ground.

The ax slashed head-on, but did not touch Lord Raven's erratic body, and the terrifying force finally hit the ground mirrored in the dimension.

At the moment of contact, the Doomsday Volcano carrying the mechanical palace seemed to be hit by a heavy fist.

With the sound of the ground cracking, the volcano erupted.

The scorching magma broke through the steel covering the crater under the huge pressure, and ejected from the crater in a jet state.

It was like a waterfall flowing backwards, smashing countless scorching stones into the bottomless sky like meteorites.

The Hanging Abyss was filled with tumbling magma in an instant.

It is as if the empty white drawing paper has been smeared with chaotic traces, like children's graffiti, messing up this delicate landscape.

x?po?, γiaμ?νa!

An orange streamer appeared behind the Steppenwolf, with fluttering robes, and Merlin stepped out of it holding a sharp sword, and his left hand without a sword flicked in the air, hitting the air like touching glass.

The invisible space rolled and covered the surface of Merlin's body.

Amidst the faint roar of the tiger, a phantom tiger made of starlight ran around Merlin twice before dissipating in the air.

The second stage of the ancient body is released.

And the Steppenwolf, who was like a war madman, turned around with an axe, and the huge physical strength blasted through the air. Amidst the howling and howling sound, the battle ax wrapped in magma ruthlessly hammered on the surface of Merlin's body.

Vividly transformed into space, the phantom of the tiger rushed up to the battle ax without fear.

Just like that day on Mars, when Merlin's projection collided with Ganata, the fatal blow shattered half of the tiger's body, but the accompanying brutal force was also wiped away.

Return in vain!

boom

Steppenwolf swung his fist and slammed it on his side.

There, just as Cytorak's crimson chain appeared, it was shattered by this foresighted punch.

This guy definitely looks like a beefed up Clarke.

No magic, only a super body and pure strength to fight, as brutal as a beast, with rough skin and thick flesh, a natural fighter, a real fighter!

Break through the shackles of the heavenly father with the purest power of the body, and turn the primitive and powerful power into the most destructive weapon, which can destroy cities and seas with one move, and smash a mountain with one punch.

Because it is pure, it is powerful.

but...

Isn't this the favorite opponent of noble spellcasters?

Σ?kλe?!

Merlin spat out a spell word.

The moment the first crimson chain was shattered, more than 30 crimson chains gushed out from the air in all directions, tightly entangled the limbs and torso of the Steppenwolf.

The moment those crimson chains were held onto the target, they were stretched to the limit by the Steppenwolf with brute force.

Those dark red light bands are like pulled spider webs, and orange light spots shine on those pulled spider web threads, just like the most beautiful handicrafts made by Liu Guang.

A series of chains wrapped around Steppenwolf's arms, pulling his body apart in a big letter shape. Merlin's sword slapped Steppenwolf's wrist, causing the battle ax in his hand to fall to the ground.

The war lord's face was full of ferocity, and he relied on the brute force of his body to fight against the bound magic power.

In the pulling of the wrist, there was a clear cracking sound in the mirror image that was beyond recognition.

swish

Merlin's figure jumped and flashed in the orange light.

After jumping three times, the erratic figure like a ghost appeared in front of the Steppenwolf whose chest was exposed.

The sharp blade in his hand sticks out like a poisonous snake looking for food, and the black halo wraps around the blade, which is a higher-level application of the finger of death magic, making the stabbing of this sharp sword even more powerful. destructive.

click

The Steppenwolf's battle armor blocked the blade's puncture, but only for a short moment.

puff

The sharp blade pressed against the firm skin of God the Father, like cutting steel, and with its smooth posture, it sank silently into the Steppenwolf's chest.

The original sin and desire for revenge surged in Judas' sword and was activated after touching the blood, like a virus entering the body, like sunlight melting snow.

As the sharp blade pierced into the flesh, a sense of weakness that was absorbed also exploded in the Steppenwolf's body.

this sword...

Can make the opponent weak!

boom

Less than 2 minutes after the start of the war, the shadow of death came to the face.

Roar!

The war lord of the new protoss also completely put away his underestimation of the sword-wielding wizard in front of him.

His left foot slammed on the cracked ground, and all the crimson chains wrapped around the Steppenwolf's body were broken in a war that shattered the continental shelf.

His hands clasped to his chest, trying to catch and break the piercing blade.

But under the shroud of the shattered orange light feather, Merlin and his sword floated away in the form of scattered black mist, and re-condensed at the previously set position.

hum

Judas trembled, and with the light swing of the sword-bearer's wrist, the blood on the blade fell drop by drop.

It's only three inches away... what a pity.

Lord Raven said regretfully:

Your structure is different from that of human beings, I was negligent...and...

Merlin raised his head and looked at the Steppenwolf who grabbed the battle ax in front of him, with a blood-red halo from the burner on his body, and began to release his angry power.

He said:

You didn't come physically.

The one here is just a power projection, but it has a strange flesh and blood body. It's really strange... Is this the ability of the 'new gods' you mentioned?

Facing the questioning, Steppenwolf didn't say a word.

He walked forward silently, and every step he took would cause the earth in the inverted mirror image to shatter even more violently.

Merlin is right, the Steppenwolf here is just a power projection, and does not have all the combat power of the body.

But it's not because the new protoss have special abilities either.

Just because of where they live, their home planet Apocalypse is located in the Fourth World, which is a special space that exists outside of the multiverse.

What appeared in the regular universe were all power projections of the new protoss.

Regarding this, Steppenwolf and his clansmen also expressed their helplessness.

If it wasn't really impossible, who would organize such a seemingly powerful but actually weak legion like a demon?

But there are benefits too.

Even if he died in this wasteland, it would only weaken the body for a while.

Since you won't die, why not fight wildly?

It's a pity that Steppenwolf has the idea of ​​enjoying war, but Merlin has lost interest in enjoying fighting.

It's just a projection, it's meaningless to win.

Lord Raven looked rather bored at the war lord rushing towards him in a destructive gesture.

His arm holding the sword slowly raised up, as if several phantoms had been brought out, and the arm holding the sword seemed to blossom at this moment.

Lord Raven's body trembled, and among the scattered postures like Avalokitesvara, nine phantoms in the shape of Aikon appeared in the sky behind him.

The shape of Aiken... the strongest illusion in all worlds!

The superimposed power of the 10 Heavenly Fathers stopped the footsteps of the Steppenwolf who was buried in the charge.

In front of his eyes, 10 Merlins looked at him expressionlessly, like puppets being manipulated, raised the sword in their right hand with uniform movements, and swiped lightly in the air with their left hand.

In the next second, 300 crimson chains poured out from all directions.

It was like a violent storm composed of crimson chains, enveloping the Steppenwolf tightly in an instant.

Like a prey caught by a spider, only the head of the Steppenwolf was exposed in the big crimson cocoon.

And under the special-shaped battle helmet, a faint surprise flashed in the eyes of the powerful war lord.

What is going on in this world?

What's the matter with this wizard?

Does his avatar projection fully inherit the strength of the main body?

10 Heavenly Fathers!

This... How can I fight this?

This is cheating! ! !

If possible, Steppenwolf would rush into the court of life at this time, hugging the thigh of the all-suppressor and sue the king of vanity for his coercion.

But the problem is, this power projection no longer has that chance.

bass

The uniform sound of sword cries rang in the Steppenwolf's ears.

Ten beams of light shone on the broken earth covered with sparks, and ten greedy Judas pierced into the cocoon of crimson chains, piercing Steppenwolf's huge body from all directions.

The sharp blades left on him were like a sword mound.

It's like performing a very vulgar magic trick.

But the Steppenwolf who smashed the heavenly father's shackles with pure physical strength didn't die so easily. Even though it was just a projection of power, he still survived the ten heavy bombardment of the heavenly father.

His unimaginably strong body was still struggling to heal itself, trying to save his life.

but...

In the present situation, that is not a blessing, nor is it a kind of luck.

A few minutes later, the dimensional mirror was broken with a small opening.

Excitement flashed in the eyes of Ganata, who arrived late. The greedy purple-eyed girl kept moving her throat. Merlin told her that there was something delicious here, and she rushed back from the other side of the stars.

Where? Where?

Ganata manipulated the weird aircraft on her waist and circled Merlin several times.

She asked excitedly:

Where is the big meal? I'm warning you, Merlin, just because I have a good temper doesn't mean you can lie to me casually! Especially when it comes to eating... Wow, what a big zongzi!

Before Ganata finished speaking, she saw the extremely weak Steppenwolf Lord thrown into the magma and entangled in crimson chains in the broken ground.

Well, he was tightly wrapped, he really looked like a big dark red rice dumpling.

A feast I promise.

Merlin hovered beside the drooling Ganata, he stretched out his hand, patted Ganata's shoulder, and said:

I thought I could give you an endless snack, but I didn't expect that it was just a projection, so I can only eat it once, and there will be no more.

But don't worry, we'll find better ones later.

Uh-huh!

The purple-eyed girl nodded vigorously, and stared at the weak Steppenwolf with a delicious look. She didn't care what Merlin said at all.

Her head was already full of longing for things.

Tonight! Let's eat barbecue!

The purple-eyed girl grabbed her hands, and the fork and knife jumped into her hands. She let out a cheer and rushed to her food impatiently.

But Merlin stopped him with his hand.

Ganata was a little furious at this moment, and that kind of momentum made Merlin feel like he was stopping a hungry giant beast.

He looked into Ganata's purple eyes, and he said seriously:

I've done what I promised...

Now it's your turn to answer me, Ganata, would you like to be our partner?

Oh, such a trifle!

The purple-eyed girl curled her lips helplessly, and patted Merlin's hair, she said:

My old father won't let me play with Uncle Weird, but since you did it... then... well, we can be friends who can fight together in the future.

But I declare in advance that I will not do bad things!

no problem.

Merlin turned sideways, made a please gesture, and said softly:

No one would ask a cute girl like you to do bad things, and...

Hello... Lord Glutton.