"Boom"
A low thunder sounded over the city, and a sudden heavy rain swept across the city.
Mei looked at the heavy rain dripping outside the window with some concern, thinking about whether to pick up Peter Little from school.
I don't know what happened today...
Mei touched her heart.
She always felt restless, as if something important was about to happen.
Or, it is happening.
Meanwhile, in a high-end residential area in Manhattan, Thor stood in front of the window.
Asgard's former Thor frowned and looked at the clouds above the rain.
He looked at the lightning and lightning that was beating in the gloomy clouds, and he could feel the strangeness of the rain.
"Are some sign?"
Thor breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"Is it a good thing or a bad thing?"
On the other side of the city, in the curtain of the rain, two men in cloaks stood on the edge of the tall building.
One is fat and the other is thin.
A yellow man, a black man.
The thin man looked into the direction of the Holy Place.
Under the hood, there was no expression on the face.
"The magic is gathering."
Behind the thin man, the fat man wearing the same style of hood holds a special magic weapon made of bamboo.
He stared at the direction of the magic power flowing on the magic weapon, and he said:
"Something is drawing underground magic, like a hungry monster, the source of devouring is..."
"The Holy Place, right?"
The thin black man said:
"In our holy land, evil rituals are underway, like the fallen nest of monsters that devour heaven and earth."
The black man said gritting his teeth:
"The Supreme probably was dizzy... How could she reach such an absurd agreement with such a creature!"
"Be careful!"
The fat mage behind him was startled. He looked around and whispered:
"Modu, I know you are wary of all evil things, but the Supreme must have supreme thoughts... As those who serve the Supreme, we should not make arbitrary speculation."
The thin man seemed to know that he had said arrogant and disobedient words, and he became silent.
A moment later, he said to the fat mage behind him:
"You watch here, Wang, I'm going back."
"Is there something urgent?"
The fat mage named Wang said curiously:
"You are not a person who has left your post without permission. Modu, if there is an urgent matter, I can help!"
"No, nothing."
A smile appeared on the corner of Master Modu's mouth. He patted his companion on the shoulder, and he said:
"It's just that Master Casillas from the Sanctuary of London has an appointment, so I can't be late."
"Oh, okay."
The king nodded, and he looked back at the Holy Place, and he said:
"Then you go, I'll watch here."
As the golden sparks jumped, Mage Modu stepped into the circular portal and disappeared into the heavy rain.
After he left, Wang looked down at the magic weapon in his hand.
A hint of worry appeared on his fat face.
"The magic flow on the East Coast has been weakened by two-thirds, and the magic power of other holy places is also being absorbed..."
"Supreme, what kind of terrible guy did you make an agreement with?"
"boom"
As soon as Wang murmured to himself, a dazzling thunder streaked across the rainy sky and was falling over the Holy Holy Place.
The light illuminated the dark city and the astonished face of Master Wang.
"This... is born with a strange phenomenon! Are demons coming to the world?"
"boom"
The thick thunder struck the top of the Holy Place, and the dancing lightning extended the exterior wall of the building into the interior.
Blue arcs visible to the naked eye are circulating back and forth in the halls of the Holy Place.
Thousands of sacred books stored throughout the Holy Place were sucked into the storm of magic.
The illusion of quicksand also occupies two-thirds of the space inside the Holy Holy Place, and the songs of the underworld that sway in the illusion are like an annihilation landscape.
The energy that enveloped the sarcophagus was spreading, swallowing everything it was touched.
"Bang"
The ladder made of mahogany groaned overwhelmed, and amid the tearing, the expensive wood was also swept into the wind in the gloomy light.
"retreat!"
The Queen of Borders shouted.
The onlookers immediately retreated to a higher place.
Although I had long expected Merlin's resurrection scene to be quite popular, the scene that happened in front of me still made the onlookers feel heavy pressure.
Watching the fun is also risky.
The defensive barriers inside the Holy Holy Place have been activated. These barriers set by the real supreme mage are very powerful, and they tie this terrifying energy storm that swallows all things tightly into the Holy Place.
Merlin asked the ancient master to borrow it from the sanctuary to resurrect himself, but it was not just to absorb magic more conveniently.
There are only a handful of buildings in this world that can withstand the rampant power of the Heavenly Father and at the same time can isolate the dimensions of exploration.
One of them is the most holy place protected by the "Window of the World".
Merlin didn't want to expose the truth about his resurrection too early. Only by hiding in the dark can he see many details that cannot be seen in the light.
This is an advantage.
The advantages he must grasp.
"look!"
Satana walked up the stairs, and after a few steps, she pointed to the hall below, which was raging with powerful energy, and she let out a strange cry:
"Merlin's coffin board can't be suppressed!"
Everyone looked back immediately.
Sure enough, as Satana said, above the purple sarcophagus covered by the illusion of quicksand, the lid of the sarcophagus was beating strangely.
It's like a zombie.
Of course, everyone present has seen the world and cannot be scared by such small scenes.
"Normal situation! Don't panic!"
Zatanna waved her hand and said:
"We can't intervene in this matter. We have some confidence in Merlin. Let's take care of ourselves first."
The storm that swallowed everything was spreading, and with the order of the magician, everyone immediately scattered the birds and beasts.
They rushed to the higher part of the Holy Land, like fugitives who were hiding from floods.
This building obviously has a very clever space magic, and the interior area is much larger than it looks on the surface.
But at this moment, in the howling magic storm, everyone felt unsteady.
gravitational...
The gravity here is becoming chaotic.
But this is a good thing.
This shows that Merlin's body is about to be reshaped, and the metal onium that has been integrated is taking effect.
The outside world was in chaos, but the inside of the sarcophagus, which was as calm as the eye of the storm, was incredibly calm.
In the quiet darkness, new life is incubating, just like in the mother's uterus.
The warm and humid liquid was tumbling gently, and the seeds of Sanguchi's power were suspended in the center of the liquid, and the cracks on the seed were spreading, as if fruit was about to bear.
The orange light illuminates the green space, and a pair of jade-like bones are becoming complete as the light flows.
And blood and flesh have been integrated into it, and just when the bones of sin are reshaped, Merlin will obtain a new, strong and pure body.
His ghost lay at the bottom of the sarcophagus.
In his hands, he held his two Horcruxes.
While the body is complete, his self-divided soul is re-merging.
This is a very detailed process.
It's like playing complex puzzles, you have to concentrate on it.
Can a soul that has been split be reshaped?
Yes, it is OK to split souls in the form of a Horcrux at least.
And the reshaping process is not complicated.
Actually, it's very simple.
repent.
Just one sincere and lies confession, and the soul fragments in the Horcrux will be reunited.
but...
"I have nothing to repent."
In Merlin's soul vision, his body stood in a burning wilderness, and in the rising flames, he looked at the two selves in front of him.
That is the soul that was split.
He said to them:
"I have no shame in killing Pierce and Fake Fury. That's what I have to do and the right thing to do."
"But you have to repent."
Another Merlin gathered his hands together, he said:
"If you want to be complete again..."
"This is part of self-salvation, and we all hate this formalism, but since we choose this method, we have to follow its rules."
He blinked at Merlin's body, and he said:
"It has nothing to do with whether you want it or not."
"All right."
Merlin said dryly:
"Then say something else."
He looked back at the burning wilderness, in the scorching wind, he said:
"We had no choice from the beginning, and were driven by a whip and embarked on a path that we didn't know where to go."
“The bad thing is that when you walk the same road every day, it’s easy to want to change the road.”
"When you are tired of endless provocations, respond and fight back."
"When you lost interest in protecting some things, you always wondered whether I should live a more relaxed life, whether I should leave behind the things that made me feel exhausted..."
Merlin turned around and looked at the other two himself, who were also looking at him.
He said:
"I'm talking about responsibility, mission, things that have supported us and bound us. Can you understand?"
The other two Merlins nodded.
Obviously, they can understand.
"Maybe this time, this time of death, this time of rebirth is an opportunity for us."
Merlin stretched out her fingers and spread her five fingers apart, he said:
"Maybe we are tired of heroes, and we want to try the feeling of being a villain... Just like they said, this world owes us."
“But does it really owe us?”
Merlin chuckled, and he shook his head.
He looked at the wildfire burning behind him and said:
“No, it doesn’t owe it.”
"It does not owe anyone anything, it gives us the power to be human, and we do not waste it."
“We have tried to be real, we are eager to get the dignity of being treated equally!”
Merlin tightened his five fingers and clenched his fists.
He turned around and said to the other two:
"Our dignity comes from freedom, not only the freedom of action, but also the freedom to master one's own destiny, and there is no need to bow down."
"Our dignity does not require their alms, we will get it ourselves!"
"Hold it upright!"
"The story of ours is not over yet, and we and their accounts have not been settled yet. We have to continue to move on... although I don't know what to do next."
"But I believe that as long as we go and look for it, we will definitely find it!"
"That road must be ahead of us!"
A ray of fire burst out in his eyes, and in the burning wildfire that was getting more and more intense, he said to the other two:
“When you walk on the same road every day, it’s easy for you to change the road…”
"I try not to think so."
"I'm very lucky, too."
"I chose the right path from the beginning and we will continue."
"Let's go together!"
He reached out to them, and he said:
"If you need to repent, then I will repent."
"Sorry, everyone, I spent too much time thinking about these useless things, I wasted so much time to understand..."
“Where we go is more important than where we come from.”
"So, what's next has nothing to do with this world!"
"So, the next thing is a personal grudge."
"It's time to leave it behind and get back on the road!"
Three Merlin's hands held together in the burning wildfire, and they looked at each other.
"Give them theirs."
"Ours are left to us..."
Merlin's body closed her eyes and he whispered:
"In the name of Merlin Riley, we will embark on this path of disobedience and embark on this path of heaven until the end of the day."
"boom"
The wildfires in the wilderness of the mind ignited Merlin's body.
In the burning flames, the three metros were lit like wood, the flames were rolling and burning, and the scorching wind was howling.
Between the ashes, the cracks of the soul are filled in this unique confession.
It's like hot molten iron pouring into torn metal...
There will always be ugly scars.
But it's complete.
It has been reborn in the fire.
"Click"
The moment Merlin's soul was recast, the power seed hovering in the sarcophagus... no, it can no longer be called a seed.
The vine that stretched like a light finally broke out of its shell, and it took root in the bones of Merlin, spreading across every bone in the form of streaming light.
The bones of vanity have been forged!
The flesh and blood revived on the bones, and the rolling liquid was absorbed rapidly, shaping it into every tendon in Merlin's body.
Merlin opened his eyes amid the sound of liquid splashing.
A pair of blue eyes that are as blue as the ocean and the sky.
"cough"
He coughed lightly.
So the storm stopped, and the heavy rain gradually stopped.
The whole world seemed to be quiet to listen to what he was about to say.
He pushed away the sarcophagus and stood up naked.
Behind him, all things that were swallowed and annihilated were reshaped in a way that flowed back time.
In the blink of an eye, a messy Holy Place turned back to its solemn and quiet appearance.
He took a step forward.
The clouds dissipate and the sun shines.
The dark red robe covered his smooth body, and the long tail dragged to the ground.
Long black hair spread over Merlin's shoulders, he walked to the window and looked out.
Finally, he saw...
That familiar world, he gave everything for it, even to pieces, and made people love and hate.
"Hello, I'm back..."
He said.
"boom"
The last lightning echoed through the sky.
Then there is the first sight after the rain, and all things grow.
Everything starts with a whisper and ends with...thunderous thunder.
The quiet world became noisy again.
It was like he had regained his vitality and seemed to show his best side.
He raised his hand gently, and in the midst of a loud hissing, the Raven Spirit Victor also slapped his wings and landed on his arm.
The bird that had not seen for a long time touched her head affectionately on Merlin's cheek, telling her simple longing.
The light shone through the window into the hall, projecting Merlin's figure on the ground, and the onlookers walked down the stairs and looked at Merlin's back.
Meilin turned around and a warm smile appeared on his white face.
He said:
"Everyone, I'm back."
Merlin...
Chapter completed!