Shadow of the Beautiful World

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"Buzz buzz"

Driven by a high-speed rotating propeller, a black helicopter carrying a missile's nest hovered in the cold air of the burning Assassin city of South Darbat.

The helicopter was driven by two warriors in black clothes and weapons. They were among the soldiers who rushed into the mad destruction of South Darbat.

But the work of these two warriors is a lot easier than those of their companions who are dying in this city.

"Target locked."

"The missile launching process started."

"Countdown 5 seconds."

"5, 4, 3, 2, 1!"

With the icy countdown to zero, the samurai piloting the helicopter pressed the launch button without hesitation. For a time, the metal bullet nests hanging on both sides of the helicopter were like the Gatling heavy machine gun that was activated. The white smoke from the missile was almost instantaneous, and the sky around the helicopter was extremely hot. .

The dozens of missiles that were fired were all shot at the same location...at the top of the nine-story pavilion built on the mountain.

It was the battlefield where the death knell was battling with Lars Al Gore!

These lunatics, they don't seem to care if their leader can survive this devastating attack! In other words, they are not worried that such an indiscriminate attack will hurt the death knell on their side.

A few seconds later, looking at the snow-capped buildings completely engulfed by the blazing flames during the bombing of the missile, the black warrior in a helicopter nodded, and he delivered his companions who were fighting in the assassin city through the communication channel. command.

"Destroy mission complete... close team!"

At the moment the order was issued, the gunship, which had emptied the missile, flexibly turned its direction in the air, preparing to leave.

Under the sunlight shining above the snowy mountains, a black octopus skull hydra logo was reflected on the helicopter's windshield on the left arm of the black warrior driving the helicopter gunship, which seemed to represent their identity.

Behind the helicopter that left, once in the darkness under the light world, represents the ancient city of South Darbat, which has some kind of great will, and has ushered its own end in flames.

Those ancient buildings were stained with blood in the rain of bullets. It seems to represent the Assassin Alliance. This ancient organization will also be completely destroyed today.

however...

At the moment when the gunship completely turned its direction, a whine of the rumbling bird suddenly entered the ears of the two samurai who completed the mission.

They looked at each other in two pairs and looked towards the surrounding sky. The sky was empty except for them.

"Woo"

Another unpleasant hissing sounded, this time it was clearer and seemed to be closer to them.

The two warriors were a little nervous, but the air around them was still empty.

"boom"

Something hit the windshield of the gunship fiercely, like an invisible fist thumped hard in front of their eyes. The strength was so great that the windshield in front of the two warriors appeared Cobweb-like cracks.

"Woo"

In the unpleasant hiss, the spiritual body Raven Victor, 300 meters in front of the armed helicopter hovering in the air, could not be seen by ordinary people. At this moment, the wings were gathered up, just like the arrows off the string, flying fast Once again crashed into the closed gunship in front of him.

The magic from Merlin was filled in its body, and the flowing magic with hatred and murderous intention filled Vitek's impact with a ruinous temperament.

It is a spiritual body, and this physical impact will not make it feel pain.

As for why it does this...

Quite simply, its owner Merlin needs the two Hydra warriors who think they can escape punishment...

dead!

"Come on"

In the crisp sound of glass breaking, in the horizontal flight of thousands of broken glass fragments, the sharp beak of Raven Victor, like an arrow, pierced the left side of the Hydra wizard who was flying the plane. In the eyes, it was like the most terrible punishment. In the next second, it pierced through the back of the soldier's back again. At this moment, the smelly blood and white brain pulp made the entire cockpit like a **** on earth.

With the sudden death of the driver, the helicopter lost control almost immediately. In another frightened scream of the samurai, the plane swirled and fell from the sky to the ground.

The Spirit Raven Vitek spread its wings, hovering in the air, the dark red bird eyes reflected a touch of indifferent luster, like Merlin's coldest eyes.

"boom"

The helicopter that crashed into the ground turned into a burning fireball in the valley of the snowy mountains.

And this is just the beginning.

The Spirit Raven turned around flexibly in the air, and it made an unpleasant hissing sound, rushing towards Southern Darbart like a hawk foraging.

There are also many Hydra...

Merlin didn't care why these Hydras appeared here and why he wanted to attack the Assassin League, but this did not prevent him from manipulating Victor, and in this chaotic battle, vent his inner anger.

Richard and Mary are still watching him in the spirit of the heavens, still waiting for the justice he fulfills.

So today, every Hydra in South Darbat...

Die!

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"what are you doing?"

Searching for Lars Al Gul’s Thalia in the burning loft and looking back, he saw Merlin’s left hand stretched out, maintaining a weird posture, a dark red light that had nothing to do with it. , Shining in his hands, as if the wizard was manipulating a magic.

"It's nothing."

Merlin, while manipulating Vickert to hunt down the Hydra samurai in the alleys of South Darbart, responded casually with an expressionless face:

"Just a search spell, I'm helping you find your father."

"I forgot that you are still a wizard."

Thalia looked at the corpses on the ground of the burning building. She clenched her arms and asked in a low voice:

"Anything found?"

"Have!"

Merlin looked at the top of his head, he said:

"There are people fighting on it, it's fierce, that should be yours...be careful!"

Before Merlin's words were finished, with the sound of a burning flame and the vibration of the collapse of the building, several pavilions above them collapsed in a continuous roar.

The buildings in South Darbat are all stone and wood, and the main body can be easily destroyed by rocket bombardment. In fact, this nine-storey pavilion can persist until now in flames and explosions. It's solid.

According to Thalia, this building was built 400 years ago, and it is considered a proper antiquities.

And now, the antiquities have fallen into the end of destruction along with the city built by Lars Al Gore.

Between the shaking of the earth, the black mist of Merlin’s incarnation rolled Thalia over the fire rain falling from the sky and rushed out of the collapsed building. Behind them, the violent flame was burning on the collapsed pavilion. It's more like being poured into gasoline, and it's crazy to beat and burn.

Just ten seconds later, the towering building built on the mountain turned into a pile of flame ruins.

In the ruins, there are two people alive.

"father!"

Thalia, who was sent to a high wall by Merlin, saw the shadowy figure in the flames. Her fist was clenched at this moment, but she did not rush out immediately. On the contrary, the woman narrowed her eyes and seemed to be thinking. Something.

"He was injured, it was serious."

Merlin’s Sight allows him to clearly see the scene in the flames in the distance, the old man who is all lit, and the majestic demon head Lars Al Gore, is now rolling hard , To avoid the pursuit of the fierce warrior holding a double sword.

Contrary to his embarrassment, the warrior with the double swords walked in the flames, and he did not fear the flames.

He seemed to have some special power, immune to the burns caused by the flames.

No wonder those hydra can pour firepower towards this building without any care. This samurai would not be injured by explosions or flames at all, but his opponent, the incomparable Lars Al Gore, was not immune to the damage caused by these weapons.

"Then help him, Merlin."

Thalia turned back and held Merlin's hand. She said in a calm, almost indifferent voice:

"My father can't die now. Once he falls here, the entire Assassin League will fall apart in an instant, and the cooperation we have negotiated has been impossible to start."

"I haven't promised to work with you yet, Talia."

While taking out two black gloves from his pocket, Merlin said to Thalia:

"And your father is in danger, as his daughter, you seem to be too calm."

"I was taught by my father at a very young age to think calmly and weigh the gains and losses."

Thalia said:

"He wants to see what I am now than to be a reckless and stupid woman. But now is not the time to say this, I need you to save my father."

Merlin waved his hand, and the Cybertron weapon module in his hand quickly transformed into a blue-gray one-handed sword, but he did not answer or take action.

It's like waiting for something.

Thalia glanced at Merlin. She understood what Merlin meant. She shook her head and whispered:

"Okay, the red pot in the South Darbat's vault is yours."

"So much the better."

Merlin held out his hand and tapped a sapphire pendant on his chest. The half-covered respirator left by Carol quickly enveloped his face. He took a short cloak from his pocket and covered his head.

"I block that warrior, you go to save your father."

After pretending to be disguised and telling Thalia, Merlin flashed and disappeared beside Thalia.

On the other side, the battle between the death knell and Lars Al Gore has also reached the end.

"Uh"

The black blade in the death knell's hand flicked gently, pushing the old assassin like a crazy tiger back.

Compared with the knife wounds, burns and shock injuries suffered by the old assassins, the death knell seems to have the upper hand in this master-disciple duel.

He also had many wounds in his black and red combat uniform, but all of them only torn open the combat uniform, but did not hurt his body. Exposed in the cracks of those clothes, the death knell was strong and tough skin. In the cold sunlight of the snowy mountains, the death knell's skin is a little bit of light beating, as if there is a fine layer of skin on the skin that is invisible to the naked eye.

"Ah, you really are old, my respected teacher."

The death knell, while fighting the old assassin's life and death, was also taking the time to talk about garbage.

Under the mask that had been burned down a little, his eyes shone with an unabashed sarcasm.

"20 years ago, no... 10 years ago, even if you were 10 years ago, in the face of today's offense, you can easily retreat without injury. But now, old man, what's wrong with you? Baby Batman completely broke his spine, right? Or, even your weird water, can't heal your oldness?"

Faced with the death knell offensive by the death knell, the old assassin panted while holding the knife in both hands, staring at his opponent with vigilance, trying to find the weakness of the death knell.

"But it should be."

The Death Bell reached out and grabbed the damaged left hand sleeve, gently pumped it, and threw the broken clothes on the ground. He moved his arm without any scars and said to the old assassin in front of him:

"You have lived 700 years, you have lived long enough, teacher, it's time to give young people the power in their hands."

"Come on!"

The old assassin gritted his teeth and said:

"Slide, you have become a complete lunatic! You are in awe of power, you have forgotten what I have been trying to teach you...your faith is broken."

"faith?"

The death knell snorted:

"You talk to me about faith? After more than ten years as a bull and a horse for you, when you drove me out of the house and let me die by myself, did you ever have these two words in your mind? Fading away, you no longer have the glory that you once were, but you are not paying attention to it. You are constantly trying to find the perfect heir and putting the responsibility on others. Have you ever believed in your heart?"

"You are the least believer in this organization!"

"you are wrong!"

The old assassin took a deep breath and said softly:

"The mission and responsibility of the Assassin Alliance is beyond your imagination. What I am pursuing is never something illusory. Do you want to know why I gave up on you? Slade."

"Ha ha."

The old assassin clenched the knife handle in his hand, and he said with a hint of sarcasm:

"Actually, my disciple, I never gave up you... but a higher power. She told me that you are just an ordinary person, and you cannot bear the heavy responsibility of the Assassin League."

"Bullshit! We are just killers!"

"Killer, nothing is needed...faith!"

The death knell, which had been talking rubbish, seemed to be irritated by this reason. He waved his black blade and roared forward.

The old assassin also raised his weapon at this moment and greeted him without fear.

"boom"

Between the sharp blade symphony, the long sword in Lars Al Gore's hand broke, letting him take a fatal blow at the heart of the death bell, and another knife of the death bell was also exposed in this flaw. In an instant, the old assassin's neck was cut off.

The next moment, the head of the devil, will die Huang Quan.

At the same moment, Merlin, who appeared quietly from the darkness, put his left hand on the back of the death knell, accompanied by the sound of a crisp metal collision, and the deadly sleeve sword, also at this moment, like a foraging viper The same, pops up quietly.

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