Shadow of the Beautiful World

Earth, New York, in the mirror image of a dimension full of ruins.

Merlin was sitting on the stones of a collapsed building, cleaning his sword, and a corpse was thrown at his feet.

Black Dwarf, the war beast of the Dark Order has lost his breath and his head.

The ferocious and huge headless body was thrown into the collapsed ruins, and the stinky blood flowed out from the wound on the neck, like a pool of dirty pool water, all over the body of the son of the tyrant.

Ganata has just arrived.

But Miss Taotie, who was drowsy in sleep, was not interested in the not-so-tasty ingredients like black dwarfs.

So she just took a look, then went back to the wasteland and continued her dormancy.

Her appetite seems to have been spoiled by Lord Raven. It is foreseeable that after Ganata wakes up, it will become more difficult to satisfy her stomach. This is really unfortunate news.

But there is also good news.

Oh, after waiting for so long, it's finally time for your first transformation.

Lord Raven held the hilt of the sharp-edged Judas sword in his left hand, and held the cold blade in his right hand, holding the humming sword flat in front of his eyes.

He looked at the sharp knife in his hand with an expectant gaze.

It is metamorphosing.

The gray hilt seemed to be shedding its shell, constantly changing its shape. This steel creation seemed to have its own life, shaping a new shape amidst the clear and crisp sword sounds.

When Merlin instructed the dark artisan Greiner to cast Judas for him, he said that he needed a sword of the king of hell.

But such a weapon cannot be made overnight, so Greiner changed his method to complete the casting of the saber for Lord Raven.

It makes a sharp blade that can grow.

By fighting different opponents, by constantly absorbing various forces, you can constantly refine yourself in the flames of war.

As long as Merlin does not stop moving forward, Judas will continue to grow, and eventually possess peerless power.

Although he was not born for a long time, Judas experienced a lot of battles.

It stabbed to death the clone of Steppenwolf's power, was burned in the heart fire of the Fire King, and experienced hoarfrost tempering that froze everything, and was warmed in vanity every day.

Judas is like a dry sponge, constantly absorbing the nutrients he needs from Merlin's experience.

After beheading the black dwarf and taking the life of this savage life, it finally came to the brink of transformation.

It is joyful.

Trembling in Merlin's hands, he shared his joy with his master.

Merlin also felt Judas' excitement, and he tapped on the spine of the Blade of Vanity with a smile. In the crisp echo, he said:

I still hope to take you to have a good talk with my 'old father'. You can't hurt it now, but it doesn't matter. Soon, your fangs will be sharp enough.

Keep growing, this is just the beginning.

Yo, look what I found?

A lord of hell alone! The evil knowledge and power in his mind are hundreds of times stronger than those of those weak heroes. His soul is even more rare and delicious. Let's not disturb it, let's slowly eat it from behind. Get close to him and...

Break his neck, remove his head, and throw him into the pool of reincarnation, and there will be another supreme angel in heaven!

A teasing and teasing voice sounded from behind Lord Raven, and as the voice got closer, five fingers emitting warm light landed on Merlin's neck.

Those slender fingers were full of strength, and it seemed that only a slight twist could kill Melinger on the spot.

hum

Judas, who was transforming, let out a roar, and jumped up from Merlin's hand, as if being waved by an invisible hand, while the blade neighed, he stabbed fiercely at the person behind the Maharaja.

But the next moment, the sharp blade of rage was gently held by the Maharaja.

Don't be afraid, we are friends.

Merlin comforted his weapon, and without turning his head, he said to the laughing people behind him:

You seem to be really busy, have you finished dealing with the exile of the angels?

No, but I left those things to Michael to do.

At this moment, white feathers fluttered beside Lord Raven.

Those feathers that radiate light are extremely beautiful, they dance in the light, and in the faintly discernible chant, outlines a quite sacred scene.

Under Merlin's gaze, the person behind him flapped his wings, and in the flight of feathers and light, he slowly descended from the sky and hovered 2 meters in front of the majesty.

Archangel Gabriel was still wearing that very neutral black and white plaid suit, with bare feet on high heels made of crystal, and his blond hair was neatly combed.

She folded her arms and had a relaxed smile on her face.

It is indeed an old acquaintance.

Michael welcomed the return of the former sisters very much. He was willing to help me complete those tedious things, and he was happy to see the glory of heaven reappeared. His staid and serious character also helped the Archangel Haven to 'adapt' again. Some rules of heaven.

Gabriel shrugged, and the wide white wings flapped behind her, representing her slightly irritable mood.

She pursed her lips and said:

It's full of talk about fair trade, but it's not sacred at all. Our style of doing things has never been so naked. If you want to have a good time in heaven, you must have the cloak of faith.

I wish my poor sister, Haven the Outcast, would understand this sooner.

Merlin quietly listened to Gabriel's complaints.

The transformation of the Blade of Vanity in his hand has reached a critical moment. Orange rays of light are constantly gushing out from the spine and hilt of the sword, wrapping the sword like a cocoon.

If you listen carefully, you can also hear the strange sound of tearing and biting coming from the light cocoon.

You're definitely not here just to chat with me.

Merlin sat on the edge of the ruins. Under the setting sun of the mirror dimension, his shadow continued to elongate on the ground, covering the entire ruins behind him.

The shadows that live in the shadows are rolling, like monsters lurking in the dark, peeking at the world.

In front of him, Gabriel emitted white light, and that light merged with the setting sun, covering the area behind her in light that swayed like water waves.

The boundary between light and darkness is at the feet of the archangels and maharajas, but it is not clearly visible, it is more like a confrontation between teeth.

Lord Raven raised his head, he looked at Gabriel, he pointed to the light cocoon in his hand, and said:

As you can see, I'm a little busy right now, so just say what you have to say.

I've come to invite you and me for a drink.

The archangel reached out and fiddled with her chic hairstyle, and she said to Merlin:

It's rare to meet you coming to this world in person, and you don't have those difficult wives around you. No one stops or disturbs you.

She winked at Merlin, puffed out her chest on purpose, then stuck out her tongue, and licked her lips, hinting pointedly:

Isn't this an excellent opportunity for flirting and getting out of love?

Your wording is a bit irregular.

Lord Raven's expression didn't change much, he looked at the archangel who deliberately tempted him with clear eyes, and said:

And I don't think this is a good opportunity, although I'm usually a little out of tune and looks crazy.

But you have indeed dedicated everything to your faith. You are the one who is most sincere to your Lord among the many archangels. There is no extra place in your heart for others. What is here is just a body carrying faith. .”

Merlin looked at Gabriel's body in the light, he shook his head, and said:

I do appreciate beautiful women, but I'm not really interested in pretty dolls.

Tch, a man without courage.

The archangel who failed to seduce again pouted.

She stretched out her hand, reached into the light around her, grabbed something, and said to Merlin with an unhappy face:

Okay, I'm here to deliver something.

Snapped

Something wrapped in golden light was thrown to Merlin.

The latter is in hand.

The thing was quite heavy to start with, and the golden streamer wrapped around its surface like it was real, but under Merlin's gaze, the golden light dissipated quickly, and soon exposed its true face to the raven.

A silver broken gun.

To be precise, it is the spearhead of a war spear.

Four fingers wide, two palms long, simple and unsophisticated in shape.

There are not too many fancy decorations on the sharp blades on both sides of the weapon, as if they have been honed over time. Merlin's fingers rubbed on the sharp blades, and the sharp blades have a frosted texture.

There are some holes in the center of the broken spear, which are not cast in one piece. Something like iron wire passes through those holes and wraps around the handle of the broken spear.

This makes the broken spear look a bit rough.

From the appearance alone, it is not sacred, nor does it have that breathtaking majesty.

It's just an ordinary weapon.

The Spear of Destiny is also called 'Saint Longinus' by the world. Legend has it that it pierced the body of Christ and was thus stained with holy blood.

Gabriel looked at the weapon in Merlin's hand, and she said softly as if introducing it:

But the rumors are quite wrong, or that the sacred object revered by the world is just a copy of this thing, it has been stored in the secret cabinet of heaven since its birth, and there is no second one except my lord user.

It is a tool used by my lord to make and repair the world. It has not been used to participate in battles, nor has it been stained with the blood of any enemy chieftain.

The Archangel whispered:

Honestly, I really don't understand, what's the point of you chasing it so hard?

I won't tell you.

Lord Raven held the Spear of Destiny as if holding a dagger, and swung it in the air a few times, which felt quite smooth.

He looked at Gabriel, and he said:

But you will know in the end. When I use it, you will know the reason. Let me introduce it again. Regarding the magical function of this weapon of creation, I heard that it can control fate?

That's an exaggeration.

The Archangel explained in a relaxed tone:

Because it has been held by my lord for a long time, its breath can indeed make all creatures within 120 feet surrender, but that does not come from the weapon itself, but from the majesty of my lord...

Yeah?

A hint of teasing flashed in Merlin's blue eyes.

He suddenly raised the broken spear in his hand, and said to the archangel 2 meters in front of him:

Then, Saint Gabriel! Surrender to me!

When Merlin raised the broken spear, Gabriel sensed that something was wrong, and she quickly backed away, but before Merlin gave the command, she couldn't get away from Merlin by a hundred and twenty feet.

So, under the Maharaja's gaze, Gabriel's expression became blank.

She flapped her wings and fell slowly from the air. With a sincere gesture, she half-kneeled in front of the majesty. She lowered her head, folded her wings, and said in a sleepy voice:

I submit to you, my master...

tsk tut

Merlin flicked his tongue, he stood up, stepped forward, stretched out his finger, and tapped on Gabriel's chin, lifting the archangel's face.

He looked at Gabriel's blank and silent eyes, and after a few seconds, he said with a bit of disinterest:

Stop playing, your acting skills are clumsy, you know that?

Tch, it's boring.

The eyes of the archangel half kneeling on the ground became lively again. She patted Merlin's finger on her chin away, stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, and looked at the archangel with a provocative look. Jun said:

I'm still looking forward to what you want me to do next, Merlin...

Go ahead.

Raven looked at the Spear of Destiny in his hand.

Although Gabriel hid it well, at that moment just now, she did fall into forced surrender, which cannot be hidden from Merlin's senses.

The Spear of Destiny comes from heaven, from God, and the archangel who serves God has absolutely no power resistance to it.

This is not surprising.

But if Gabriel cannot be exempted from the power of this thing, it means that other hell lords of the same rank as her cannot either.

Apart from the 120-foot Destiny Domain, the biggest feature of the Spear of Destiny is that it is sharp enough.

The archangel patted the dust off her trousers, and she said to Merlin:

Its sharpness is at the conceptual level, and any form of defense will be broken. In other words, when you hold it, even real gods will bleed before your eyes.

Well, this is good!

Merlin nodded in satisfaction.

Under Gabriel's gaze, he clasped the edge of the Spear of Destiny with his fingers, and after a tear, a cloud of blue cosmic force was pulled out of the Spear of Destiny.

The blue, twisting energy like a slime was slapped by Merlin's backhand on the Raven Book at his waist.

Like stars, the streamer of light flashed across the surface of the book.

This scene made the archangel's eyes widen.

Sure enough, Merlin's purpose in asking God for the Spear of Destiny was not pure.

Although the archangel didn't know what the blue energy represented, she could feel the distant desolation originating from the stars.

swish

After the cosmic force was stripped away, Lord Raven threw the Spear of Destiny to the orange light cocoon in his hand in front of the Archangel.

The transforming Blade of Vanity sensed the movement of its master, and it neighed joyfully, swallowing the Spear of Destiny into its light cocoon.

The next moment, the sound of steel tearing and biting became violent in vain.

you!

This scene made the archangel suddenly angry, and the big wings behind her lined up. In the wind, she pointed at Merlin and screamed:

That's... how could you...

I have fulfilled the agreement, and this thing is mine.

Merlin interrupted Gabriel's reprimand with a wave of his hand, and he said:

How to use it and how to deal with it is my business. In terms of our friendly relationship, don't meddle in my own business, okay?

All right.

Gabriel hesitated for a few seconds, then breathed a sigh of relief.

The archangel plucked the wings on her back and smoothed out her frizzy feathers. Her expression became lazy again, and she hooked her fingers to Merlin, and she said:

Back to the original topic, do you want to have a drink together?

Forget it today.

Merlin put away the light cocoon in his hand, he looked at the sky, he said:

A 'friend' of mine came back from a long trip and brought me a gift. An important matter has been delayed for too long, and I don't want to wait any longer.

Let's talk about drinking another day.