Shadow of the Beautiful World

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177A Brick Street, New York City.

Sanctuary of New York.

This is one of the three most holy places in Karma Taj in the world. It is remotely opposed to the most holy places in London and Hong Kong, and represents three large magic nodes on the earth's surface.

They and the Karma Taj headquarters in the Himalayas form a magical circulation system that encompasses the entire world.

It's like a magic shield covering the surface of the earth.

Just like M.I.B uses a special shield called "A net" to ensure that the earth will not be invaded by dangerous cosmic worms.

The shield that Karma Taj covers outside the world can also ensure that under normal circumstances, there will be no irreparable large-scale alien invasion.

Of course, no matter how powerful the magic power spreads to the earth, its power will be greatly dispersed.

This dimension enchantment maintained by magic can block a large-scale invasion.

But on the planet, individual smuggling occurs on almost every day.

Most of the various creatures that have stolen from the other world using the dimensional rift will be killed or sent back by Karma Taj’s combat mage in a short time.

Only those “stowaways” who are extremely good at hiding or have legitimate reasons will be allowed to stay on earth.

And subject to magical monitoring from Karma Taj.

From this point of view, Karma Taj is like M.I.B in the magic world, unknown, but plays a very important role in the magic dimension affairs.

Of course, the duties performed by the increasingly active Karma Taj all have little to do with what is happening today.

At this time, the gate of the New York Sanctuary was closed.

In the quiet and elegant environment inside the most holy place, something that doesn’t fit the style is happening.

Under the elegant staircase leading to the second floor, a black, oriental-style big tripod is cooking something.

The burning fire of **** ignited under the black big tripod, constantly heating it.

All kinds of strange lusters shining on Dading, just like the beating starlight, in the flame burning, those lights will occasionally form a beating beast or a illusion of stars.

Miss Magician held a large silver spoon in her hands and was standing on the chair, constantly stirring the boiling liquid in the big tripod.

It looks like a pot of green thick soup.

Under high-temperature cooking, it emits a weird and pungent smell. On the surface of the viscous liquid, high-temperature bubbles are occasionally cracked. In the juice, some weird things are floating and floating.

Some herbs, powdered bones, some magical creatures' limbs, and some things like stone powder.

This scene is like a medieval witch is doing some pretty evil tricks.

And the liquid boiled in that Ding is also very similar to the potions made by the legendary witches.

Around this burning Ding, there are some antique bookshelves and decorations, and there are luxurious carpets and expensive floors on the ground.

In short, this scene is quite uncoordinated, just like burning a piano and cooking a crane.

"There are so many good things in the hands of the Supreme Master."

Zatana standing on the chair reached out and wiped the sweat from her forehead. She scooped up the green "soup" in the tripod with a huge spoon and sniffed it in front of her nostrils.

A bad expression flashed on her pretty face.

Obviously, the taste of this thing is absolutely as horrible as its selling.

But she was astonished at the heavy black Ding in front of her.

"The material that originally required at least half a month to process was completed in less than an hour, and the fusion of various materials was almost perfect."

Zatana flicked the hair in front of her forehead. She looked back and stood in front of the bookshelf, looking at the ghost Merlin, a bizarre book.

she says:

"What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing."

Merlin said softly.

On the pages of the book in his hand, the original Sanskrit that could not be shown because of the insufficient evolution of the stars has now appeared in Merlin's eyes.

He couldn't understand the twisting, tadpole-like text.

But this does not prevent him from feeling a primitive and wonderful breath from it.

Master Gu Yi told him that this is a record of prophecy and disaster, and it takes a certain talent to interpret.

Merlin does not care about the content of these words, he cares about the meaning of the appearance of such words.

The rate of evolution of the stars is accelerating, and it is getting faster and faster.

The eternal rock, Kama Taj, these once hidden powers in succession, represent that the upper limit of the power of the stars is being loosened.

The power of Heavenly Father is still first class in this world.

But soon, more advanced forces will emerge.

"The stars are approaching integrity."

Merlin put the book back on the shelf and said something headless.

He turned around and floated in front of the burning Ding. He held out his finger and took a slight tick. A hot liquid was ingested and suspended in front of his eyes.

Merlin looked at the green spot of the liquid filtering through the light, and he nodded to Zatana who was stirring the liquid with a spoon.

He says:

"Okay, prepare for the next step."

Zatana jumped off the chair, wiped the silver spoon in her hand, and put it back in her magic pocket.

She blew a whistle, the burning flame beneath the **** tripod quickly extinguished, and the boiling green liquid also cooled down.

"Click"

The door to the partial hall on the first floor of the Holy Sanctuary opened, and the angel Luther and the evil knight Johnny walked out of the purple sarcophagus.

The mechanical Ji Icarus held Merlin's two Horcruxes and followed them.

The sarcophagus looks the same as before, but when you look closely, the surface of the purple sarcophagus is carved with many ancient Egyptian-style runes and murals in a very artistic way.

Those runes came from the Hades, and frescoes often appear in some pyramids in the Egyptian region.

This is the eulogy and ritual of "rebirth" admired by the ancient Egyptians. It is just a beautiful blessing to the dead in this world.

But the eulogy and murals on the sarcophagus were all drawn by Osiris, the **** of darkness.

This makes the magical sarcophagus from the monster's hand more magical.

Today, it will give birth to a body of Heavenly Father, and then a dead person will return from death.

"Just here."

Merlin was suspended at a node in the Great Sanctuary Hall.

Under the gorgeous carpet laid on the ground, there is an invisible magic circle. The purest magic from this world converges at the foot of Merlin, that is, it supports the existence of the Most Holy Place.

Without the support of the three most powerful magic nodes on the earth, the "Window of the World" defense circle of the Holy Sanctuary simply cannot function.

That's a versatile defensive spell that can be compared to the ancient body to a stronger level.

Johnny and Luther placed the sarcophagus according to Merlin's request, and they took a step back.

In the huge magical access, the golden runes on the purple sarcophagus surface began to shine, and the breath from the underworld echoed.

The illusion of sand and storms shone endlessly, and the strange, serene singing came from the illusion.

"There is only one chance."

In a serious atmosphere, Miss Magician took a deep breath. She looked at Merlin floating in the sky. She joked:

"You better pray for better luck."

"Ugh..."

Icarus beside Zatana sighed and said:

"You have been with Merlin for so many years, do you still have confidence in his luck?"

Zatana's expression froze for a moment. She reached out and patted her mouth. She said slightly embarrassedly:

"I just talk about it casually."

"It's nothing."

Merlin did not care, although this matter is related to his future, but he seems to be very calm.

He hovered over the sarcophagus with frequent visions, and he looked at the four people in front of him.

He says:

"We have completely eliminated the element of luck, we are not betting on luck, so...a little confidence in me."

"let's start!"

"Ok."

Zatana took a step back. She took out the blue magic pupil from her pocket. After injecting the magic power, the seven deadly evil demons appeared one by one in the dark green smoke.

They are here to do manual work.

Under Merlin's gaze, the seven figurative demons shouted their horns and lifted the liquid-filled black big tripod. They tilted the big tripod and let the viscous green liquid pour into the sarcophagus.

The liquid is in contact with the magical sarcophagus, just like the swaying sea, and several vortices appear quickly.

Infused with huge magic power, they boiled up again.

"Johnny."

Merlin called softly. The Ghost Rider stepped forward. He took out a mottled wine bottle from his pocket. The bottle was filled with two-thirds of black liquid.

He pulled the cap off and poured the black liquid into the sarcophagus.

"Metal onium?"

Icarus looked up at Merlin in surprise, she said:

"Is this thing highly toxic?"

"For most flesh and blood, it is the most terrible poison."

In the shining red light, the belated son of Hell Daimeng's somber voice sounded.

The half-demon took his sister out of the portal opened by the border queen.

He explained to Icarus:

"But now it is reshaping the body of the raven from scratch. The metal onium will be part of the new body and will be integrated into the recovery process."

"What it represents can manipulate the gravitational force of everything, and it will also become one of the forces that Merlin can use."

Dimon's sister, Satana, the daughter of hell, stroking her beautiful horn, while following her brother's words:

"The best part is that this power will be carved into the bones of the raven, no longer an external force... nor will it make his power after the rebirth chaotic."

"Pure."

It's like saying a three-man cross talk, the last voice makes a summary.

Today, the border queen Liana, who appeared beautifully in a black dress, walked out of the portal and joined the crowd who watched Merlin reborn.

She also carried a glass of wine, and in the shaking of the red liquid, she said:

"Only pure power can go further."

But Liana's modesty failed to last for more than 3 seconds. The border queen blinked at Merlin:

"Are you sure not to take advantage of the opportunity to add more to your body? The opportunity is rare."

"I'm not a dump, I collect everything."

Merlin snorted, and he fell from the air, just like walking into the bath.

In the near-substantial stripping of black smoke, the ghost stepped into the sarcophagus.

The green liquid kept boiling, and in the scorching heat, he opened his arms to the crowd.

He said softly:

"Thank you for coming, I will recover, just today."

"Hurry back!"

Dimon stretched out his hand to straighten his tie. He looked gloomy and said impatiently:

"We are doing hard and great things, and you have been absent for too long."

"The world without you is really boring."

Satana held her arms, she said to Merlin:

"I can't stand the spirit to "play" with the heroes."

Liana, beside her, had a wine glass and blinked at Merlin. She said:

"Maybe after your resurrection, I should teach you something in my predecessor's capacity. I heard that you are now a reserve **** lord."

"No no no."

In the eyes of everyone, Merlin’s ghost lay in the boiling liquid, and at the moment covered by the liquid, he said:

"Liana, you made a mistake. I'm different from you. I'm not a reserve..."

"Go."

Zatana pushed Icarus on the shoulder.

When Ji Ji walked forward, she looked at Merlin, who was sinking into the liquid, and then put the cross in her left hand and the frame of vibrating gold in her right hand into the sarcophagus.

Two other souls of Merlin are stored in those two things.

Although starting from the nature of Horcrux magic, Merlin does not need to retrieve soul fragments at all.

Just like the legendary lich box, as long as these two things are not destroyed, even if Merlin's new body is destroyed again, he can still be resurrected.

But a broken soul means violating the rules of nature. As the price of immortality, the new Merlin will still be incomplete.

This is not what he wants to see.

This kind of flawless immortality is not what he wants. Since it is a recovery, everything needs to be complete.

Icarus stepped back and Zatana stepped forward.

She took a deep breath, and after a few seconds of gestation, like a witch chanting magic, chanted in an elongated tone:

"Father's bones, no intention to donate, can make your son reborn!"

"Snapped"

The orange light, cracking power seeds were thrown into the boiling liquid.

The moment it was thrown into the liquid, it was swallowed by a strangely floating vortex.

The sound of a giant monster swallowing water also sounded inside the peaceful sanctuary. The magic power was being drawn, swept across the first floor hall like a storm, and the blood bone ceremony officially began in the swaying of the glass of the whole building.

"The servant's meat, donated voluntarily, will regenerate your master!"

Zatana read the second sentence of the bloodbone ceremony.

Behind her, Angel Luther stepped forward, holding the fragment of Vlad, the silver sword Merlin had used.

During the blade jump, her entire left wrist was cut off, and the **** palm fell into the boiling liquid, engulfed by the vortex like a power seed.

A roar that seemed to come from **** broke out in the most holy place.

All the glass of this building broke in unison, and the magical storm condensed into substance, throwing the entire collection of books in the Most Holy Place into the sky, being torn and pulled.

Fortunately, the Supreme Master took away the truly precious things in advance, otherwise it was just a blast, which was enough to make Merlin in debt.

"The blood of the enemy, forced to donate, will revive your enemy!"

Zatana read the last mantra, and the liquid in the sarcophagus rolled in front of her, boiling.

A huge vortex appeared in the illusion of quicksand.

It is waiting...

She took a delicate crystal bottle out of her pocket, pulled the lid off, and dripped the golden blood into the whirlpool.

The dazzling lightning arc covered the entire sarcophagus at this moment.

"Click"

The lid of the sarcophagus was dragged and covered by Dimon and Johnny at the next moment.

Above New York City, black clouds quickly gathered, and a heavy rain washing the city was coming.

Miss Magician took a step back.

She pushed into the crowd, and the arc of light, illusion and magic roar completely enveloped the sarcophagus.

"The ceremony has been completed."

Zatana, pale, said:

"Now look at himself."

"Pray, everyone."

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