Gatler's off-road vehicle sped through the midday sun.His destination was the nearest airfield.He was ordered to take over several forces under Knell's command that had taken root in North America in the shortest possible time.Hydra hidden in the dark has no shortage of ordinary soldiers, but the warriors under Deathstroke's command are all samurai trained by the methods of the Assassin Alliance, compared to ordinary soldiers, they are better at concealing assassinations, and they are extremely mobile, and they are the elite warriors that Hydra urgently needs.In fact, during this period of time, Hydra was not quite calm inside.The sudden death of a banker, one of Hydra's key members in North America, is a wake-up call for the other leaders, but as the deeper the hiding, the power vacancy left by the banker's death in the organization is also coveted by others.In recent months, the struggle for power within Hydra has almost reached a peak.Of course, Gatler had nothing to do with it, he had deliberately distanced himself from those guys, and after seeing hope for his injuries healing, he was not very willing to sink deeper into this quagmire.However, orders from the top cannot but be carried out.Gatler hadn't lived long enough, and he didn't want to be killed by a sudden dark wizard with an Arvada Curse one night.He wasn't afraid to take on any assassin, but magic...
That's not his area of expertise.And just as he was about to arrive at the airport, Gatler's cell phone rang suddenly, he looked at the number, put it to his ear, and asked in a pleasant voice: "Hey, Merlin boy, why did you remember to call me?"
Is there anything that needs John Sr.'
s help?
”"Gatler, are you in Paris?"
Merlin, who was already in Europe at this time, asked, "I have something to talk to you about, a wizard I know has recently been working on a magical ritual that can strengthen the body and remove injuries and diseases, and he needs a few willing experimenters.I thought of you right away. ”"Perhaps, he can completely help you solve the problems in your body, and make you stronger, the only requirement is that you may need to spend a month as a test subject, so, are you interested?""
Oh?
Is it such a good thing?
It's like pie in the sky. ”Gatler's eyes flashed as he asked eagerly, "What is the success rate?"
”"It's hard to say, but the wizard promised that he would keep the experimenter's life safe."
Merlin, who was standing on the streets of the French city of Lyon, hesitated for a moment, and decided to tell Gatler everything calmly: "You can understand that it was a body-augmenting biological experiment, well, although it was done in a magical way.It transforms the body of an ordinary person into a transcendent body similar to an alien, and in the process of this transformation, your body is implanted with a special magical substance that will repair all damage to your body. ”"So, whether that transformation experiment succeeds or fails, as long as you survive, Gatler, you're going to have a very healthy body.And if you're lucky, you can turn into something similar to Steve.
Superman like Rogers. ”"It's a rare opportunity, think about it.""
Okay."
Gatler didn't hesitate much, he looked at the time, and then said: "I'm in South America now, on a mission assigned by the World Security Council, I may go back to Europe in 2 days, and I'll call you then."
Merlin boy, we haven't talked for a long time, let's have dinner together. ”"Okay."
Merlin said, "Then I'll wait for your call." ”"Wait, don't hang up yet."
Jointer suddenly remembered some rumors he had heard in the Hydra organization before, and he lowered his voice and asked, "Have you been investigating the ghosts in S.H.I.E.L.D. alone lately?"
”"yes, what's wrong?"
Merlin asked."
Nothing."
Gatler admonished, "You need to be safe, Merlin, those guys don't look like messing with...
Speaking of which, when I sniped the Ten Rings in Europe in the past few years, I also found some clues that may be helpful to you, and I will sort out this information after I return from South America, and we will talk about it later. ”"Well, that's good."
Merlin nodded: "Then I look forward to the good news you bring me." ”After a few moments, Merlin hung up, and he looked up at the mountains a little further south of Lyon, where he was going to be one of the destinations of his trip to Europe.Talia handed him the remaining two pieces of parchment containing the Berserker's staff, one of which was in the mountain.Although a complete berserker cane is no longer of much help to Merlin today, Merlin is not too much of a magical weapon of this kind of extraordinary magic weapon.Even if you can't use it yourself, you can use it for the people under your command.He wasn't alone anymore, and he had to think about those who followed him.In the middle of nowhere, Merlin transformed into a raven, flapping his wings, skimming the sunny sky and flying towards the southern mountains, and beneath him, a sea of blooming flowers, which looked quite beautiful."
Elsa seems to have hunted her first prey in this flower field, which is a daytime banshee."
Merlin looked out at the sea of flowers below, and his mind remembered the stories Elsa had told him."
Leon, this is also where Elsa was born and raised, and the Bloodstone Manor seems to be somewhere on the outskirts of the city, maybe I should pay a visit and see the Witcher's Manor...
Well, forget it, next time when Elsa comes home, let's come along. ”Merlin said to himself: "I don't know where the ruins of the manor where the White Wolf Master used to be, it seems to be in southern Europe, if you can find it, maybe you can find some good things from it." ”"Still, if you think about it, forget it.""
A guy like a white wolf will definitely leave a lot of bad things behind, maybe some traps or something, and if you rush over, you may encounter danger.What's more, his wife is still a dangerous sorceress, well, those sorceresses recorded in history are not fuel-efficient lamps. ”Merlin thought about the mess as he flew into the mountains.Victor, the spirit raven, is already waiting for him in a valley in the mountains, and Victor is now Merlin's vanguard general, but wherever Merlin wants to go, Victor will scout first.Speaking of which, using the Calling God Guards to do reconnaissance work is a very luxurious thing for wizards.It takes a huge amount of mana to maintain the Guardian of the Gods, and the cost of mana is not easy for the archwizard, but for Merlin, who is in a special situation, he wishes that the magic in his body is close to drying up all the time, so Victor stays by Merlin's side almost 24 hours a day.It's like Merlin's magic summon.It's also a rare thing for the Guardians of the Gods."
Woohoo!"
Upon seeing Merlin approaching, Victor, who was struggling on the branches of a verdant hundred-year-old tree, let out a trademark chirp.And Merlin folded his wings and landed beside Victor very dexterously.He stood on the branch as a bird, and looked down at the valley town below, where at the very edge of the town, near the foot of the hill, there was an old monastery.This is Merlin's destination, and the location marked in the second treasure map.According to materials Merlin found in the library in Lyon, the monastery in the mountains, said to have been founded in 1543, is almost 500 years old, and was not destroyed even during the Second World War, the most chaotic period in all of Europe.Legend has it that when the German army entered Lyon, some soldiers tried to loot the monastery, but they failed, and the company was completely wiped out in the mountains less than 5 kilometers from the town, and the place was miraculously intact.According to some gossip, it was a mysterious force originating from the monastery that sheltered the remote town and the hundreds of refugees stranded in the town at the time.These gossips also prove from the side that this monastery does not seem to be simple."
Let's go down and have a look."
Merlin flapped his wings and glided down on one of the roofs of the inner monastery, and then under the cloak of shadows, he quietly entered the hall of the monastery.The moment he stepped into the hall, the wolf head pendant hanging from Merlin's neck began to hum."
My badge is vibrating, and there's a strong magical disturbance around here."
Merlin's eyes lit up, and he walked in the direction of the magic vibration through the silent convent at noon, and finally stepped into a very old, crumbling church.At the very front of the church, on the edge of the pedestal beneath the icon of Christ, Merlin found a dark compartment.He pried open the compartment with his dagger, and saw an object wrapped in wolf skin."
That's it."
Merlin took out the wolf-skinned thing, and when he opened it, he saw that there was a half-meter-long, silver-glittering weapon resembling the blade of a war halberd.It was a shuttle-shaped shape, with a blade on one side and a sharp raised curved blade on the other, and on the handle under that blade, there was a rune of rune similar to the one in Merlin's hand.Obviously, that's what Merlin was looking for.But next to the blade, Merlin also saw a codex made of parchment, which was definitely very old in terms of material.Merlin wrapped the blade in wolf skin and placed it in his magic pocket, then took out a wad of money from his pocket and placed it in the dark compartment in exchange for taking the monastery heritage relic.The money is not much, but it is not a big problem to repair the church that is about to collapse.He turned into a raven again, and left the place as fast as he could, and after ten minutes he returned to the city of Lyon, where Merlin sat in a chair and opened the quaint codex in the hotel where he was temporarily staying.Unsurprisingly, it was written in French.Merlin had to bring another French dictionary from the front desk and translate it as she crossed."
The saints I have witnessed have come from the north."
That was the first sentence of the Codex.Like some mythical story lost in history, it is the notes of a monk who lived in the mid-16th century about his contact with a "saint".Merlin continued to stumble on."
He arrived at the newly built monastery in the village on a sunny summer day, and he was tired, like a traveler on a long journey.""
I saw him carrying a weapon wrapped in wolf skin behind his back, and he was a dangerous traveler.""
He was begging for water in the village, and my sister Erlan gave him a bowl of water and some food, and invited him to my house.This was not good, but it meant that my young sister seemed to have taken an interest in this sturdy and brave traveler. ”"As I expected, the traveler settled in the village, and the next day at the equinox, he and my sister were married.""
I think he has some kind of secret, and when I pray to the Lord, he always looks very disdainful, and it makes me angry."
I argued with him, but beyond my expectations, he knew the Lord even better than I, a seminary graduate.He could even give a complete picture of the paradise I longed for. ”"The mountain of light, which towers into the sky, and never shines with darkness.""
The angel in armor, with wings on his back, with a handsome face, and a trumpet.""
The palatial palaces of the gods, adorned with cloud sermons, and the gardens full of exotic flowers and plants, and flowing with milk and honey.""
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The scenes he described were more true than any description of heaven in any text, as if he had seen it with his own eyes...
Who the hell is he?
”"I had a question, which kept me awake night after night, and finally, on Christmas Eve in 1546, I could no longer bear the torment of that question, so I asked my sister to ask the saint the answer to all this.""
The saint likes to drink, so I bought all the output of the nearby winery for nearly three months, and the saint drank the wine clean overnight.And I, who was hiding on the sidelines, finally learned the answer I wanted to know from the half-drunk saint...""
If you are reading my notes, if you are a believer in the Lord, for the sake of your faith, then please end here.""
What I'm going to say next is not a secret that sincere believers should see."
Reading this, Merlin shrugged his shoulders, he was not a believer, in fact, he was an atheist.So the next moment, he decisively turned the page and looked at the story recorded by the monk about the "saint" who came from the north.He admits that he was drawn to the secret left behind by this monk who existed nearly 500 years ago.()