Merlin has seen mutants, and he has also had contact with mutants.

Although I have not contacted the mercenary spirit butterfly for several years, my intersection with the spirit butterfly when I was weak has always been vivid in my mind.

The beautiful mercenary, who was hiding when he saved Merlin in 1992, was not willing to expose his strength. But at the last moment, facing the destruction explosion initiated by the Wakanda Female Warrior Okye, her posture of easily resisting the flame storm and the traces of the crimson energy that burst like a butterfly wing were still left in Merlin's heart.

Even now a few years later, Merlin still doesn't think he can beat Lingbutterfly.

But he also knew that the spirit butterfly was the most powerful group among all mutants. She could not be used as a benchmark to measure the strength of all mutants.

Just like now, in Kandahar, when night is approaching, Merlin encounters the strange strange man Gordon.

"The ability to cross space is bound to be not the power of a bad street."

In the dimly lit tavern, Merlin lifted the dark lattice of the bar and held a blue-gray steel cane in his hand. While tidying up his combat equipment, he said to Lincoln, a young man with his bag:

"Although this is my first time getting into the weird race of Inhuman, I'm sure that Gordon, who can 'jump around', will not be a third-rate character in the Inhuman population."

He put on two black gloves, he moved his five fingers, and hung a sapphire-shaped pendant around his neck, saying to Lincoln:

"You have to make a decision as soon as possible. Should you go home? Or should you face your destiny bravely. For the sake of your help, I will help you."

"I have no idea."

Lincoln said a little tired and confused:

"This is the first time I have faced these things. They are different from everything I have encountered before. If what Gordon said was true, I am not a pure human being. After I 'awakened', will I become back to the gentle me, or will I be swallowed up by the restless instinct in my heart?"

The young man said to Merlin:

"This is what I worry about the most. I don't want to be a monster."

"Then do you have a solution to the problem?"

Merlin walked to Lincoln with a blue-gray cane and said to the young man:

"I've told you that for your problem, even if I help you change your memory, it's useless. It's just delaying the time when the problem breaks out, and you still have to face this problem after a year, or even a few months."

"I"

Lincoln seemed a little hesitant.

This is what it should be and is also the right doubt. Anyone with self-intelligence will not blindly believe a stranger's statement about strange power.

An adult with a complete mind should not believe that no extraordinary power will come so easily.

In fact, based on Merlin's experience, it is not easy to pursue any power. Even those former young wizards have to learn carefully for several years before they can master the basic magic.

"If you don't know how to choose something, it means you still know too little about it."

Merlin reached out and placed it on Lincoln's shoulder, he said:

"Let's go 'ask'."

"Um?"

Lincoln looked at Merlin in confusion, who blinked at him:

"I mean, ask him in person. Be prepared, it may be a little dizzy."

After saying that, the shape-shifting spell was activated.

Merlin and Lincoln's figures twisted at this moment, as if the light was spinning rapidly. In the blink of an eye, the two disappeared into this closed environment.

Lincoln felt countless lights beating in front of him. It might have been just a second, and it might have been a long time. His concept of time was a bit misaligned at this moment, as if he was thrown into a high-speed rotating washing machine. After spinning at high speed for thousands of times, his feet once again stood on the solid ground.

The young man subconsciously covered his stomach. At the moment when the shape-shifting spell ended, he turned his head, rushed to the side, and began to retching in pain.

It's like a seasick person just finished a voyage at sea.

Merlin had long been accustomed to the oppression of this shape-shifting spell on his mind and body. He stood on the edge of this desolate canyon and looked north.

Under the night, at the end of his sight, he could still vaguely see the dim lights of Kandahar City.

This canyon cliff, which is slightly cold under the night, was a place that was spotted by Raven Victor earlier today. The straight-line distance from Kandahar is about 15 kilometers later.

It is quiet and remote enough, and it is a great place to talk to strangers.

Even if the chat failed and the battle triggered, it would not attract anyone's attention. Merlin looked at the cliff more than 30 meters high under his feet and nodded.

Well, if the communication process is not so "peaceful", then after the battle, it is also a good place to throw away the body.

He looked back and Lincoln, who was a little pale face, was wiping his face, trying to stabilize his spirit. Merlin retracted his gaze, and the blue-gray cane in his hand tapped on the cliff under his feet.

Amid the sound of metal and stone colliding, Merlin pointed his wand around his neck and shouted at the empty canyon cliffs except the two of them:

"Come out, I know you're watching us! Maybe there's no need to solve this with force, we can have a good talk."

With the blessing of magic, his voice echoed in the night around the canyon like a loudspeaker.

The alien Gordon brought Lincoln from North America to Afghanistan and tried to take the young man away in front of him, which means that he was not so easy to give up on him.

He hid very well. At least under the observation of Merlin's darkness and the large-scale observation of the Raven Spirit flying in the sky, Merlin did not find any trace of him.

But he must be observing here somehow.

Merlin is sure.

But no one responded to Merlin's call, as if the alien had given up.

He and Lincoln stood on this remote cliff in the cold wind, in the unsettling dark night around him, time passed by minute by minute. Lincoln nervously held his backpack and looked around in a panic manner. Any movement would attract his attention.

Merlin also remained silent, and he closed his eyes and felt dissipation around him.

Lincoln did not notice that under the cover of the darkness, a wisp of magic-filled black mist was pressing against his body.

It's like a small trap.

He was waiting for Gordon to jump into the trap.

"That's so cunning."

Merlin said:

"He is waiting for us to lose our vigilance. Be serious, Lincoln, maybe the next second, he will"

Before Merlin could finish his words, a figure appeared behind Lincoln in a faint light. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Lincoln's shoulder. With the blue arc flashing, he "jumped" away from the cliff with the unexpected young man.

From appearance to departure, the process takes less than a second.

When Merlin turned around, there was nothing behind him.

But did he fail?

Not!

Merlin felt that the wisp of mist he had stuck to Lincoln's body was taken to the southeast for nearly a thousand kilometers in an instant. But that wisp of mist, like a hallmark of a space, set a precise direction for Merlin.

The next second, the shape-shifting spell is activated.

It was like chasing and running away. The next moment Lincoln was taken away, Merlin's figure also disappeared from the cliff.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived at another place far away from Afghanistan.

In the distance before him was a white snow-capped mountain that reached the sky, with temperatures that were more colder than the nights in Afghanistan. But to Merlin disappointed that after looking around, he found that this was not the old nest of those aliens.

Here, just another trap.

A trap against him.

In front of him, the Inhuman Gordon was holding a weapon, and Lincoln was bound further away by another guy. Behind Merlin, there were three aggressive guys, who, together with Gordon, surrounded Merlin in the center.

The other people are no different from ordinary people in appearance.

But in front of Merlin, the appearance of the Inhuman Gordon seems a bit strange to ordinary people.

As Lincoln said, he had no eyes, not for any malignant harm. His face between his forehead and nose was flat, just like a natural eyeless person.

He must have perceived the world in other ways.

"This is the internal affairs of Inhuman."

Gordon held a curved dagger and said to Merlin in a cold and plain tone:

"We have no intention of having any interaction with the outside world, you can still leave safely now."

On Gordon's arm, the wound cut by Merlin had stopped bleeding, but Merlin could still smell a scent of blood.

Merlin looked around, behind him, a strong guy was naked and clenched with his fists that were bigger than ordinary people, indicating that he was a power-type alien.

On both sides, there was a pair of masked ladies. Their figures were very similar, even the clothes they wore were exactly the same, looking like twins, and in both of them, there were energy similar to flames shining.

In addition, the Inhuman Gordon who can travel through space at will in front of him, the trap composed of these four people looks very deterrent.

"You should find a few more people."

Merlin reached out and ticked his sapphire pendant. Kerry Technology's semi-covered mask quickly put it on his lower half of his face, making his voice muffled.

He said to Gordon:

“This is fair.”

The blue-gray cane in Merlin's hand quickly deformed in the dark, just like the transformation process of Cybertron, full of the feeling of futuristic technology in the swift.

In the blink of an eye, the weapon module from the Decepticon warrior turned into a large-caliber and extremely deterrent weapon.

"Swish"

Gordon's reaction was the fastest. As the cane began to change, he appeared in front of Merlin's eyes in the arc, and the short sword in his hand pierced straight. But Merlin did not dodge or avoid, allowing the blade to pierce his chest.

He gave Gordon a weird smile amid the translucent mask.

He raised his hands, his left wand, his right energy hand cannon, and two completely different weapons were activated at the same time.

“stupefy (sleeping spell!)”

"Bang"

The two twins on the left and right sides of Merlin also reacted very quickly. The flame arrows they threw out were fast and fierce, but Merlin was not afraid of the burning of the flames. Between the beating fire, the green sleeping spell passed through the flames and hit the girl on her left hand accurately.

She fell to the ground almost immediately, and snored sweetly on this deadly battlefield.

On Merlin's left hand, the red rays stimulated by the energy hand cannon were even more powerful. The weapon from mechanical life ignored the beating sparks, like a fierce fist, hitting another girl.

The flames she protected were pierced and then screamed and smashed away.

However, Merlin used the lowest mode of firepower, which could barely be considered "stun" mode.

In Gordon's "gaze", Merlin's body, which had succeeded with one blow, quickly broke into a scattered mist. At this time, the power behind him was just roaring and swinging his fists and hit Merlin's body.

This scene looked like the roaring alien, smashing Merlin into powder with his fist.

"Back!"

Gordon scolded the somewhat confused Indie boxer in front of him, but as soon as the latter stood up, he hit a precise hand knife on his thick neck.

Merlin, who appeared behind the boxer, smiled at Gordon again. His left finger gently hooked, and the magic-filled mist wrapped around Lincoln, like a snake, rushed to the body of the alien holding Lincoln.

"Bang"

With a dull explosion, the poor child fell to the ground with blood before he could show off his abilities.

As the black fog surged, Merlin calmly manifested himself.

The Cyborg in his hand turned back into a blue-gray cane again. With the waving of the magic wand Lora in his left hand, the young alien who was knocked down in less than 2 seconds was like being strangled by an invisible hand and was lifted into the air from the ground.

Their expression was painful, and obviously the magic hand that strangled their necks was not gentle.

"You have a hostage."

Merlin looked at Gordon who jumped back to Lincoln and said:

“I have four.”

"Of course, before I cut off their necks, at your speed, I can save at least 3, but here's the problem."

In the darkness, Merlin's voice became a little colder, he said:

"Dear Mr. Gordon, have you decided which one to give up?"

In this strange area, the atmosphere in front of him became stagnant. Gordon did not answer. As the commander of this ambush, he obviously made a mistake.

A very common and fatal mistake.

He probably lacked Merlin's strength. Of course, this is not his fault. It can only be said that Merlin's low-key disguise in daily life is too perfect.

It makes people ignore his equally fatal skills and abilities besides the mysterious atomization.

Gordon had no eyes, and Merlin could not see his inner emotions through his eyes. After a few seconds of silent confrontation between the two sides, Merlin said again:

"Of course, this is your internal affairs."

"I don't know you and I have no intention of hurting others. I am interested in only two things. Lincoln's safety and some things about you, Ingenious People."
Chapter completed!