Shadow of the Beautiful World

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Old Stan's conversation is very strong, probably got a lot of interesting feedback from Merlin's story. In short, when he left Merlin's house, he had written down a lot of content on the small notebook he carried.

In order to ensure that Old Stan will not be involved in these heterogeneous incidents, Merlin only selected a few background stories to tell him, but for a cartoonist, a complete story background is enough for them.

Within the framework of logical self-consistency, they can freely play and draw wonderful stories one after another.

After sending away Stan, Merlin returned to the living room, and it was time to get busy.

He turned off the lights in the room, then picked up the phone and dialed the phone number that Old Stan had brought. Unsurprisingly, the call was quickly transferred to voicemail.

In fact, Merlin was very suspicious that the call left by the mysterious old Steve was just a secret channel for him and Ms. Carter to gather information. After all, they disappeared so completely, and left a farewell letter, which means that they do not want to be found.

Not to mention the doubts of old Steve, if all this was planned by Ms. Carter, one of the best agents of the last era, then relying on Merlin alone, it is really difficult to find their current hiding place.

But the good news is that Merlin is not alone.

He has friends, and they are well versed in these data searches.

Merlin hung up the voicemail phone, his finger typed on the phone's keyboard, pressed a series of numbers like garbled characters, and then pressed the call button.

After several transfers, he contacted his cyberbot friends again.

This time it was the bumblebee who answered the phone.

"Hello, Merlin, flying over the mountain is now on a dive mission. It can't answer you. Do you have anything to help?"

Bumblebee's voice is still so full of slots, a complete sentence contains more than a dozen completely different sound clips, just like listening to a funny performance that is pieced together.

"I need your help to track a signal."

Merlin has adapted to the straightforward character and conversational style of the Cybertan. He did not have much greetings and went straight to the subject. He said to the bumblebee over the phone:

"I have a phone number, the physical location of the communication tool that I want to carry this number, it may be achieved by some means to "hop" multiple times, I hope to get the starting position of this signal, you can Is it tracked?"

"Yes, it's not difficult."

The bumblebee replied in a voice full of slots:

"But now I have to support the infiltration operation of flying over the mountain. I will give you an answer after 4 hours at the latest, please be patient."

"Speaking of where are you now?"

Merlin could vaguely hear the faint roar from the background of Bumblebee's communication, as if something had been detonated. He asked:

"It sounds like fighting."

"We are in Europe."

The bumblebee said bluntly:

"Accurately, in the ruins of the city of Chernobyl."

"After realizing that the plan to directly search for the source of the flames failed, I flew over the mountain and changed the way. At present, we are looking for hidden cyberns in the world... Merlin, the message you gave us is Correct, we are not the first mechanical life to reach the C-53 planet."

"The Cybertans hiding in this world are not dense, but they must not be said to be few. And many of them have problems with logical thinking."

"Oh, this means that you are actually looking for like-minded new friends, right?"

Merlin said clearly:

"Is there any eyebrows now?"

"not yet."

There was a look of anticipation in Bumblebee's weird voice.

"Cybertans here are either exiles or interstellar thugs who have accidentally fallen, and they are not good characters to deal with, but we have a little bit of gains now, maybe you will see it when you meet next time Our new friend is now."

"well."

Merlin jotted down the message quietly, and then replied:

"Then I won't disturb your work, please contact me if there is news."

"beep..."

The bumblebee was more direct. Before Merlin hung up, the communication was abruptly ended, and there was almost no waste of a second.

This group of mechanical lives, they really don't understand the habits between humans. Although they are very polite, they occasionally feel a little depressed.

They undoubtedly have souls, but the cold steel souls may be difficult to understand certain customs between flesh and blood creatures.

Merlin put down his phone, and in the dark living room, he sat quietly on the sofa, sorting out his thoughts.

He is currently doing two things at hand. The task of finding clues to the obelisk is handed over to Hill. If Hill can find Colonel Hale of the Department of Defense, then there will be new clues to trace on this line.

The attempt to contact Ms. Carter is to find clues to Jiaying's daughter. Of course, there are many things Merlin wants to know about Ms. Carter, such as the real story of Old Steve, such as the Hydra in Ms. Carter's hands. Information.

Merlin can be sure that Ms. Carter knows Hydra better than everyone in SHIELD.

But now two things are caught in the "waiting" link.

Merlin doesn't like to wait.

"Maybe I need to push it properly."

He thought for a few minutes, then took something out of his pocket.

That page was taken from the book of dark gods.

In a brief exchange with the Hades of Night God Jackal, Merlin learned some information about the book.

The dark divine book is the power manifestation of the ancient **** of throne Sisorn. It claims to be omniscient. As long as it can bear the price, the book can bring any knowledge he or she needs to the user.

Of course, the scope of this knowledge can not exceed the ability of the **** of throne Sisorn.

Moreover, this book follows very simple rules, that is, the information you want to get is proportional to the price users pay.

There is no doubt that this is very dangerous.

Merlin used this book page, he knew that this book seemed to have his own consciousness, but compared to the wisdom of a book born in time, Merlin was more inclined to think that the Dark God Book is actually exiled to countless dimensions. The eye of the dark **** Sisorn used to observe changes in the world.

In other words, every time he communicates with the Dark God Book, it is very likely that he is directly communicating with the ancient God of Darkness.

"It looks like you are trying to hide from the tiger."

Merlin's fingers were stroking on the parchment-like pages. He was hesitant to use this seemingly convenient, but in fact, hidden hidden dangers.

"Oh, I have another way."

After repeated thinking, Merlin recalled a spell he had obtained before.

The monkey's wishing mantra.

That Merlin only used it once, and he summoned a funny thing in the Lingdie pajamas.

In the darkness, he pulled out his wand.

Merlin intends to use this spell again. Although the note of this gadget shows that it has a very high chance of failure, it is obviously safer than using the Dark Book to obtain clues.

At least from the introduction of this gadget, it does have a very small chance of truly fulfilling the spellcaster's wishes.

"Maybe I'm lucky, I can summon the stolen obelisk directly."

Merlin moved his wrist while injecting magic power into the wand. He said to himself, although the possibility of infinitely close to 0, he didn't even believe it.

But the spell that can be used once in 24 hours, even if it fails, has no serious consequences.

"It's like rolling a dice. With a little bit of luck, you can make a lot of money."

The beautiful colorful light of the monkey wishing mantra lit up in Merlin's self-talk, just like a candlelight was lit in the dark living room.

Meilin closed his eyes and tried to recall the information of the obelisk in his heart. After a while, before the light dissipated, a heavy thing fell silently into Merlin's hands.

Cold, steel-like stuff.

When Merlin opened his eyes, he saw a broken, broken metal key in his hand.

His heart was filled with joy, and he had already made plans for nothing, but now he really summoned something. This is like a gambler throwing a coin at random, and winning the jackpot.

Merlin raised the key in his hand and looked in the dark, trying to find some information, and the next moment, his expression became weird.

"Todorov building, D5 underground? What does this mean?"

Merlin held the key in his hand, which was an ordinary brass key, but Merlin could not directly judge the connection between this thing and the obelisk.

"It sounds like a building, and it's too difficult to find it by a single name."

The monkey version of the Wish Mantra has rarely worked, but the problem is that it brought Merlin a message that was completely incomprehensible.

"I knew it was definitely not so easy."

Merlin shook his head, put the key away, and put it in his magic pocket. Then he turned his gaze to the pages of the dark book of God on the table in front of him.

Merlin picked up the pen, he pondered for a few seconds, and then wrote a sentence on the page.

"What are you... exactly?"

The handwriting he wrote quickly dimmed as soon as it was finished, as if erased by an invisible eraser.

The next second, a line of beautiful square characters appeared on the page of the book, as if writing with an invisible hand holding the pen, that was the answer of the dark **** book to Merlin.

The answer is simple, only one word.

"you guess."

"Ha ha"

Merlin's expression in the dark night became unfriendly. This **** has been sneering and sneering in yin and yang since it fell weirdly into his own hands, and scared him fiercely once.

"Uh"

A flame like an ember jumped on Merlin's finger, he moved his finger closer to the page, and then wrote a sentence.

"Speak well, or shut up forever!"

At the next moment, the answer of the Dark God Book appeared on the page.

It also inherits the short and powerful style of writing, which can be seen in the bones, but the content is like a provocation.

"Burn, but at your own risk."

"Ok..."

Seeing this answer, Merlin hesitated and finally extinguished the flame on his finger.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

After a while, he wrote on the page:

"Are you Sisorn? Or the Dark Book of God?"

The handwriting in front of Merlin quickly became blurred, and the answer he wanted quickly appeared in front of him.

"Both, neither."

"Ok."

Merlin nodded. Although the sentence in front of him looked like nonsense, the implicit meaning was not simple at all. Sure enough, this page was not torn by him. Think about it. How could something like the Dark God Book be torn off by him as soon as he did it?

So Merlin wrote on the parchment again:

"Why me? What's your purpose?"

Soon, the answer appeared, still very short.

"Because ‘they’ find this interesting.”

"‘They'? Interesting?"

Merlin savored this answer. He knew that the answer must not be as simple as "fun", but he did not continue to ask reasonably. Obviously, someone was manipulating the direction of this "conversation", and Merlin did not want to fall into being pushed by curiosity. In the trap, he changed the subject and wrote another sentence.

"Why did Ms. Carter take Jiaying's daughter?"

This time, the parchment did not answer immediately, but gave an option.

"Pay? Or give back?"

"What do you mean? Explain."

Merlin quickly wrote a sentence, and the parchment quickly gave an explanation.

"Ask for'answers', there must be a price."

"Complete a task, or give back something."

Merlin frowned, he stopped the pen and looked at the blood-red explanation on the parchment in front of him. After a moment, he wrote another sentence.

"What task do I need to complete? What do I need to give back?"

The parchment's answer slowed down a little bit, and it seemed to represent the existence behind it. After ten seconds, two blood-red choices appeared on the parchment in front of Merlin.

"Look for the hidden secrets on Brick Street."

"Or offer... your eyes."

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