"clang"
The last hammer hit the burning iron felt.
The green fire of fear was so dark that it was invisible, which meant that the great snake's fear power was burned out, and in the last flames were flying.
Merlin put down the forging hammer.
His fingers gently hooked, and the crown of fear that was finally forged floated in front of him.
It's silver-gray.
It looks very similar to the crowns worn by medieval kings. The whole thing is a slightly lightweight iron ring, with embellishments made of thorny flowers on the upper and lower edges.
On both sides of the crown, there is a face-shaped decoration.
The one on the left looks like a big snake, and the one on the right looks like a nightmare. They all have only heads and are entangled in silver-gray chains.
They have no leaping consciousness, but when they listen carefully, they can hear the endless wailings of two evil gods.
They are forever bound in this crown, and they are not free unless the crown is damaged.
The body of the snake has been sealed in time by Thor with eternal power, and it is the king of fear in the past.
But nightmare has no body at all, but being bound by the crown means that it can no longer covet the dream world and the dimensions of nightmare.
There is also a blurred face directly in front of the crown.
The shadows cannot see clearly, which represents the ontological consciousness of the crown of fear. This ultimate creation of fear will also grow, but it will eventually serve the King of Hell.
As long as Merlin doesn't choose to leave it behind, it will never rebel.
Exquisite creation.
After the fire of fear was extinguished, the silver-shining crown emitted a light like white smoke in the darkness, wrapping around Merlin's body.
The smoke was evacuating, and in the smoke, a face yelling at the top of its throat would appear from time to time.
That is the substantial manifestation of fear.
"Perfect"
Merlin looked at the terrified creation, and he stroked the still warm crown with an admiring look.
The crown felt the master's caress, and it swayed in the air, making a joyful roar.
It is praying its master to wear it so that it can fulfill its mission of existence, absorb the fear of all things for its master, and add another deadly weapon to its master.
Judas was unhappy.
The sword roared out of the air, and stopped beside Merlin, waving its sharp blade towards the flattering fear crown, and making a gesture to break the bastard who can only wag its tail and charm.
It is Merlin's most trusted weapon!
This new licking dog has to stand aside!
"Quiet."
Merlin photographed angry Judas.
The sword seemed like a puppy who was wronged. He circled around Meilin twice, making a sad roar, which made Meilin laugh.
"Don't worry, you will always be my favorite sword."
Merlin reached out and stroked Judas's sword spine, and he said:
"You will soon fulfill your mission of being born, and you will not be abandoned."
Judas was only satisfied.
It raised its body proudly and gestured to the crown of fear, just like a demonstration. After doing all this, Judas quickly disappeared into the air.
It had previously drank the blood of the elders of the universe and had new powers to be nurtured in this sword. It must adjust itself to its most perfect state before its master stepped onto the battlefield.
It already knows its mission of birth.
It won't disappoint Merlin.
"You are really interesting. Giving weapons self-will is not a good thing. They will obey you when you are strong, but once you become weak, they will abandon you."
In the shadow behind Merlin, a very young voice rang out in a teasing tone.
He said to Merlin:
"Weapons are not morally bound. Their only purpose is to harvest life. Since they can harvest the lives of others, why can't they harvest the lives of their masters?"
"Skewer!"
Raven reached out to hold the crown of fear, he turned around and looked at the figure looming in the darkness, he said:
"Weapons are not used to harvest life, they are used to protect their masters. As long as they are held in the hands of real masters, they will become an extension of my will."
"I named it Judah, and I was a rebel, just like me."
Merlin stopped, he looked at the figure in the darkness in front of him, and said:
"Then, Lord Sandman, I have completed the agreement between us."
"As long as I'm still alive for a day, nightmare will not be able to break free from the constraints. You can rest assured to sleep. From now on, there will be no nightmare roar, and your nightmare will not scare you anymore."
"Yes, I'm here for that."
The figure in the darkness walked out slowly.
He looked like a decadent young man, wearing an ancient Greek robe, with a small piece of chest exposed, a black hair swaying, and a dancing ribbon flying around his waist.
This form does not look like a member of the legendary Endless Family, nor does it look like a powerful god.
But He is indeed.
Merlin has confirmed from the Supreme God that the seven members of the Endless Family are true deities.
But their forms of existence are very strange. They are more like the manifestation of invisible rules in the universe, representing the movement of stars, but never much.
Moreover, in this deformed universe, the existence of the endless family is also distorted, and they are not as mysterious and powerful as in the main world.
This can be seen from the fact that the Sandman needs to ask Merlin and Zatanna to help him get rid of the nightmare.
"You solved a big problem for me."
The Sandman reached out to take the Crown of Fear handed over by Merlin.
The decadent young man looked at the silver crown in his hand, and he sighed:
"Even if it was born in the world of nothingness, the malice in the sleep still makes people unable to fall asleep. Look, I have dark circles."
This guy was a very peaceful existence. He pointed at his eyes and joked at Merlin.
But Merlin did not respond.
"Okay, okay, I know what you're looking forward to."
The Sandman sighed and said to Merlin:
"But my brothers and sisters can't help you. We are not good at fighting, and in this deformed and false world, the power we can use is extremely limited, but we can help you protect your world."
He said:
"You can go to the stars to fight against the external gods with confidence. As long as you can persist on the front line, there is no need to worry in the rear."
"No, I need you guys to do another thing for me."
Merlin shook his head and said to the Sandman:
"I want to ignite the furnace and let the burning cosmic force spread throughout the starry sea to shape the real foundation. I have selected my companions as the mark of attracting the Force, but they may not be able to catch up."
"I hope you can help them when they need it."
"Okay."
The Sandman flicked his tongue, and a gentle smile appeared on His face, He said:
"It's not very difficult. My brothers and sisters will help. In addition, you lifted my burden for me and allowed me to fall asleep easily. I think I should help you with some more."
"How about I tell you a crisis that you haven't discovered yet."
The Sandman narrowed his eyes, and his figure became illusory, like a colorful nebula fire, in a psychedelic and beautiful light and shadow, in the waves that shine like nebula.
He lowered his voice and said something to Merlin.
The raven's expression immediately turned pale.
It's like hearing the most terrible secret.
"The external gods are not stupid, arrogance is just their disguise, Merlin."
In the halo of dreams, the Sandman said softly:
"They were ready for the rebellion you might have when the game started, but that wasn't irreversible."
“Doing big things requires sacrifice, and people often call it ‘great sacrifice’, but who can see it all in the mood of a victim?”
"I hope you can be prepared, Merlin, it's a difficult road, but unfortunately, you can't look back."
The Sandman raised his hands and gently put the fear crown in his hand on Merlin's head.
At the moment when the crown was put on, Merlin's long black hair flew in the air. The power of fear continued to emerge, and it merged into the seven deadly sin system mastered by the raven, and finally converted into the power he needed.
The Sandman's figure dissipated, and at the moment he disappeared, He whispered:
"Cherish everything you still have."
"I hope to see you again in the real world, my friend."
—
The spire of dusk is as usual today, standing at the junction of the dimensions of hell. From the top of the tower, you can still clearly see the throne of Satan burning in the fire in the center of hell.
But today's spire is not lively.
The members of the Sons of Hell are scattered in various hells, dealing with the current chaos, even though they all know the truth about the false era.
But just because all this is fake, you can't let the chaos in hell be full of chaos.
Nihilism is undesirable.
Every minute and every second before the showdown begins, they still have to fulfill their duties as the Lord of Hell.
Since they look down on what the previous generation of Hell Lords did, and now it is their turn to take power, they should do something different.
And the debate about the King of Hell is still being discussed.
The sons of Hell hope that Merlin can ascend to the throne as soon as possible and declare their era to come.
It's more than just a ceremony.
The appearance of the king of hell represents that the chaotic hell dimension has a leader. Even if it is just a nominal leader, hell can no longer appear in a broken posture under this great name.
Even if there is friction with heaven in the future, the King of Hell can go to discuss and negotiate on behalf of the great kings.
But Merlin has not been moving for a long time.
He is waiting for the nightmare to complete the casting of the Crown of Fear. The rules of the King of Hell's Battle for Hell are still in effect. He must complete the throne ceremony by absorbing fear.
In addition, Merlin also intends to use his own fears to gather, coupled with the power of hell given by the Throne of Satan, to break through the monolithic universe.
"Buzz"
Merlin, wearing a casual suit, stepped out of the flames. There was no silver fear crown above his head. It always felt strange to wear a suit with a crown.
So instead, the crown was transformed into a pendant and hung around Merlin's neck.
He looked at the Throne of Satan wrapped in raging flames in front of him.
The throne belonging to the King of Hell is not gorgeous. In fact, it looks like a pile of rotten wood is randomly built and nailed together.
Not only are the left and right unbalanced, but it also seems very shoddy, and the entire throne does not even have a suitable plane.
Above the ragged backrest, there is a tilted cross, representing the contempt of heaven by the creatures of hell.
Below the throne made of rotten wood, the four letters "I.N.R.I" are written crookedly on the wood facing the front.
That means the King of Jews: Jesus of Nazareth
Well, this is also a ridicule of God, which means that hell and heaven are incompatible.
In short, the throne of the godly king of hell in front of Merlin is like a bad product full of black humor and hippie style.
Just as a lord of hell once complained, this thing was thrown on the street, and even the homeless man would not take a look.
But so what?
No matter how bad the throne is, no matter how ugly or funny it is, it is still the treasure that all creatures in the entire hell have dreamed of, and everyone is proud to be able to sit on this throne.
The throne itself is not luxurious, real luxury is the symbol it represents.
Royal power.
This thing itself is not determined by the throne.
The truly noble one is the person sitting on the throne!
Merlin did not inform anyone. He stepped on the stairs wrapped in flames with a distracted mood.
With each step he took, the flames spewed out from both sides of his body became more and more intense.
But such flames could not resist Merlin's footsteps, and could not even ignite Merlin's clothes. The crown of fear that was hung on his neck was emitting light.
Wherever the light goes, the surging fire becomes docile.
This is the rule.
Those who take in the greatest fear will become the king of hell.
Merlin has no competitors now, and the Satan throne is like a beauty who has taken off all her hair. Apart from leaning over to cater to Merlin, it has no other choice.
Merlin stroked the scorching rotten wood, and he had no emotion or anything to say.
He was a little overwhelmed, perhaps because he knew some secrets that he shouldn't have known.
He turned around and sat steadily on the tilted chair of Satan's Throne. The garbage thing actually shook twice, like a high-backed chair with a missing leg, almost throwing the raven out.
But at least it was confirmed.
The flame is burning.
They were the first to know that the king of hell was born. They were burning around Merlin, and they respectfully projected the hells of all realms into the fire.
The beating Mars are like messengers, waiting to spread the Yu Ling of the King of Hell throughout hell.
“From today”
Merlin lazily supported her arms, her chin, raised her legs, and placed her other hand on the armrest of the rotten wooden throne.
He said in a tone that was unrestrained, as if he read the script:
"hell"
Chapter completed!