The transformation of the wasteland is going well.Especially after a steady stream of sapient machines were crafted from the Temple of the Machine and added to the great construction of the wasteland, new buildings are rising every day in this underworld of Merlin.This wasteland was originally a cage used by God to hold the unforgivable, but there are only so many unforgivable people who can be thrown into this hell.The number of demons and dead souls here is much lower than in other hells.Even the creatures in the traditionally barren borders of Hell are more than ten times larger than in this wasteland.Lack of people.This is the biggest problem Merlin is facing right now.Whether it's participating in the Battle for the King of Hell in the future, or the transformation of Hell at hand, these projects require a huge amount of manpower.There is only a limit to what a smart tower can produce in a temple, and Merlin must think of other options.Perhaps, it's time to start a war in hell and plunder some men in the hells of other lords...
This dangerous idea was floating in Merlin's mind, and it was probably the most direct and effective way to do it.But after thinking about it, Merlin finally resisted the tempting idea.It is not appropriate to say anything about his resurrection at this time.In the metal palace above Mount Doom, Merlin sat in a chair, and in front of him, there were several pieces of paper, representing several things that he had to accomplish now."
Daughter of Osiris, demigod night jackal."
Merlin's finger was on the table, he looked at what was written on the paper, and said, "This is the first thing, Osiris probably doesn't want to wait any longer, and this matter also involves the Dark Divine Book...""
Parchment...""
Things are people, and I don't know if I can have the fate to see you again."
His gaze turned to the second piece of paper, which was a long-term plan."
Helllord War."
Merlin's fingers spread, and a vague map of the dimensions of hell appeared at his fingertips.He looked at the tiles marked with different colors, representing several Hell Lords who are currently active in Hell, as well as some anomalous dimensions that wander around the edges of the main body of the Hell dimension.The Fire Nation of the Nine Kingdoms, Niflheim, even the Dreadserpent who has been knocked to dust, the legendary Lord of the Dark Space, Dormammu, and even the Nightmare who has just been defeated by Odin.Theoretically, these guys who have a little bit of contact with Hell are qualified to compete for the throne of the King of Hell.But in front of Merlin, after participating in the battle for the hegemony of the King of Hell, the most difficult enemies are still the 7 lords in the current Hell dimension, as well as Merlin's "old father" and acquaintances.The three palaces that are still sealed, and the Crimson Dominator Setolak.Because of Raven, the former had to be resolved.And the latter, the evil god of the dead house, probably has little interest in the battle for the king of hell...
Right?"
Well, there's no urgency."
Merlin rubbed his chin.His eyes were full of thought.Although as a new Heavenly Father, in terms of strength, he has an advantage over the 7 Great Monarchs.But with the accelerated evolution of all the stars, the 7 Great Monarchs, who were already suppressed under the boundaries of the Heavenly Father, will definitely break through the shackles one after another.No matter how awesome Merlin is, it is impossible for him to defeat 1 against 7.But fortunately, this time in the battle for the king of hell, those lords seem to want to play something different.They set a rule.The Maharaja, who can bring the greatest fear in the world, will become the king of hell this time.Then there is a lot of room for operation.As long as Merlin is ruthless, he has more cards in his hand to play."
And then there's the third thing."
His gaze was on the left-hand side, where there was a photo of Elsa and him.Merlin picked up the picture.In the photo, Elsa is holding his arm, and the two are standing in front of the Trident Building, and Elsa is smiling so happily before she has yet to connect with the white frost.The smile hadn't been seen for a long time, but it had remained in Merlin's heart."
Elsa..."
Merlin's fingers touched the photograph, his eyes were full of tenderness, he picked up the photo, kissed it lightly on the lips, and then put it snugly into his robe.Just above the heart."
Wait a little longer, baby."
Merlin breathed a sigh of relief.There are many factors involved in Elsa's affairs, and he wants to take this opportunity to clear up several troubles together.But this matter requires Odin's cooperation.Merlin had already made a plan, but the old man probably had a hard time making up his mind."
Come one by one."
He leaned back in his chair, which had been made from the tower and slowly lay flat like a makeshift bed.Merlin closed his eyes, and the orange light flashed at his fingertips.The next moment, he entered the dream realm.Zatana is not in this dream world, she is still busy with Icarus in the "Awakening of the Soul" experiment.Merlin stood alone at the edge of the garden in the dream world.He looked at the nightmare tree planted by Miss Magician in front of him, the ugly, black tree still drawing substantial nightmares from the nightmare dimension.However, the Nightmare has been banished to Niforheim, and without its control, the restless Nightmare Dimension has quieted down, allowing the Nightmare Tree to no longer bear the effects of the skyrocketing nightmare.This tree is peculiar.Merlin could feel that something strange was also being born inside the tree.The oak seeds used by Zatana already had all kinds of magical effects, and it was difficult for even the orthodox druids who had died to guess what kind of form the ancient trees cultivated with the power of nightmares would eventually evolve into."
Long, long."
Merlin reached out and patted the branches of the Nightmare Tree, which were black, like charred branches, swaying as if in response.He stood under the tree and stretched out his hand, and with a flick of it, the air in the dream world rippled like water waves.The power of the Vain King is mobilized by Merlin.At the touch of his fingers, the invisible space was rubbed into a mirror, reflecting the dreams of thousands of lives.As a super-level great demon, Sangong has a wide variety of powers, and as Merlin, who has inherited the power system of the "Seven Deadly Sins", he can also find what he needs from these various powers.In the mirror in front of Merlin's eyes, countless faces were changing, either painful or happy.He's looking.Find someone to relate to yourself to step into your dreams with vanity.This world has its own rules, and it is difficult for Heavenly Father from hell to set foot in them without permission.The Supreme Mage has already opened up for him, and Merlin can't take the initiative to break the rules between the dimensions without knowing what to do.He can only project his will into the present world in this way.Well, many high-ranking devils or demons, including some spirits, also like to use this method to pick the lucky ones or the unlucky ones."
Found it."
In front of Merlin's eyes, the mirror is fixed on the face of a sleeping girl.She was asleep and immersed in her dreams.Merlin chuckled as he looked at the familiar face.Closing his eyes in the dream world, his hand seemed to be in the water, and in the white halo flowing, the hand merged into the mirror in front of him, and the light of the mirror spread out like an open door.In the flutter of black robes, Merlin stepped into it."
Assassins...""
The ghosts of the past are back, so I'll give you a lucid dream."———————————— "O" Victoria's wrist flipped, and the blade was unsheathed.Miss Witcher looked around warily, she seemed to be in an unknown wilderness.There was endless darkness all around, the sky was covered with clouds, and even the bright moon was obscured.The icy wind blew on her face and ruffled her long hair, making Victoria feel a bone-chilling cold, but not because of the wind itself.There is a fishy smell in the wind.The smell of blood, mixed with the beastly roar."
Am I dreaming?"
Victoria held the silver sword in her hand and kept backing away, and she watched the wind and grass around her, and the witcher's senses were raised to the extreme.She lowered her head, and in the cat's eye, which could see in the night, she looked at the reflection of her own face on the blade of the silver sword.She said to herself, "That's too true, isn't it?"
”A black shadow was reflected on the blade, and it swooped silently from behind, as if preparing to complete a silent hunt.But a second before the claw clasp hit the witcher, the lady leaned forward, the blade in her hand slid outward, and the attacker sliced almost completely in the wind that came out of the Evil Breaking Silver Sword.Foul-smelling entrails smashed to the ground, and corrosive blood dripped into the dust, smashed in front of Victoria by the sliced Daredevil.It roared and tried to run away, but the witcher stepped forward and dropped his sword, sending a blood-stained head flying.It's like a signal.The next moment, an overwhelming array of monsters emerged from the wilderness of the night and pounced on Victoria, whose sword had been stained with blood, from all directions.The latter was surrounded by demons, and she snapped her fingers, and the glowing golden Quinn shield appeared in front of her, much to Victoria's relief.In this strange dream, the witcher's skills can still be used.She reached for the pocket around her waist and pulled out a bottle of sword oil.Well, everything seems to be replicated here."
Then what is there to be afraid of?"
The witch smashes the bottle, smears the monster sword oil on the silver sword, dodges a werewolf pounce sideways, and pulls the thunder potion out of her pocket as she retreats.The face that drank the potion no longer had that touch of beauty, but instead the green tendons burst out, like an evil ghost appearing.A hint of battle frenzy flashed in Victoria's eyes.The corners of her mouth curled into a lone wolf-like smile.Come on...
Kill it!
In the next second, a deadly and graceful sword dance, accompanied by the tearing sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh, lit up in this moonless wilderness.The icy killing intent also rolled up like a roaring tide.The blade is cold, and the fire is splashing.The demons' roars were like accompaniment, and Victoria slashed left and right, like a veteran returning to the battlefield.Ten minutes later, the Dance of the Blades came to an end, and the wounded witch chick stood in a sea of corpses and blood, panting as she stepped on the corpse of a stone troll that had been beheaded.She lifted her head with a sense of feeling, holding her long sword.At the end of the darkness, a hooded man stood quietly, and under the hood, a pair of cold eyes were looking at her.The figure, the look, the standing.Victoria straightened up in surprise, and at this moment, she could be sure that she was dreaming.For in front of her stood a dead man."
Master Raven?"
She looked to the left and right, and the corpses had dissipated into strange black smoke, and she said, "All this...""
It's a dream."
Merlin looked at his disciple, and he said in a gentle tone, "It's also a long-lost test, Victoria, and I am very relieved that you have not slackened. ”"Master."
Victoria put away her sword, and she made a witcher's salute to Merlin.As a hunter who walks the anomalous world and a high-ranking member of the Assassin Brotherhood, she didn't have much surprise on her face when she saw Merlin reappear."
They all said you were dead."
Victoria said, "So, what I'm looking for is a ghost, or...
Something evil?
”"You can try to slash me with a silver sword."
Merlin answered Victoria's question with a joke, his hands folded and folded, his dark and mysterious robes swaying in the wind.He said to Victoria, "But then think you're going to challenge me, Victoria. ”"Just try."
Miss Witcher drew her silver sword, stepped forward, and stabbed the blade into Merlin's body with a standard stabbing blow, which was blocked by another black sword extending from Merlin's hand.Two seconds later, Victoria, whose head had been cut off, grabbed her head and pressed it against her blood-spurting neck.This scene is somewhat terrifying.She glanced at Merlin, she shrugged her shoulders and said, "Well, such amazing sword dancing skills, it seems that you are indeed real." ”Victoria looked at Merlin, and she asked, "So, Master, what do you need me to do for you when you pull me into a dream?"
”"Find someone for me."
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Merlin handed Victoria the scroll with the message of the demigod night jackal.He said to his disciples, "This is a mission issued by me, Victoria. ”"You can use the power of both the Brotherhood and the Witcher to find her as quickly as possible, but don't get involved in anything that has to do with her...
This is a manipulated demigod, not an opponent for you. ”Merlin said, "If there's news, go to the 'Succubus' bar in Manhattan and find a guy named Constantine, and he'll pay you what you deserve." ”"Paid or something..."
Victoria put away the scroll, and she said to Merlin, "You don't need it, do you?"
Doing things for the guru and giving back is a bit of that...""
Brotherhoods and witchers have rules for spending money.""
Rules are rules, don't break them rashly."
Merlin shook his head, and he held out his finger and placed it on Victoria's forehead."
After helping me seven months ago, you don't owe me anything," he said. ”With the tap of Merlin's fingers, Victoria's dreams shattered like broken glass."
My disciple, Dream...""
It's time to wake up
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