February in Auckland is already a little hot.

This city in northwestern California is close to the sea, making the temperature here not lower than 0° all year round. In this place, there is no market for warm clothing.

However, at this time, Merlin, who was walking in dusk in a remote black neighborhood in Auckland, subconsciously wrapped his coat tightly. Although the temperature outside was not cold, neither the clothes nor the sunset behind him could make him feel warm.

Because his coldness does not come from the perception of the body, but from the soul.

Meilin's current appearance is likely to scare the children around him. His face was as pale as paper, with no blood color, and the veins on his neck burst out, as if he was poisoned.

Looking closer, when Meilin was acting, a thin layer of black light seemed to be covered with at all times. Widths of almost invisible black smoke emanated from his skin, making him look like a ghost smuggled into the human world.

His steps were heavy and difficult, as if he had to do his best every step.

His situation is very bad. In the past two months, he has almost crossed the entire North America. In the process, like a sudden attack on the train that day, it has happened no less than 5 times.

And Merlin can now be sure that those pursuers were not agents during the night war in Manhattan, but another group of people.

A group of more ruthless people have a clear purpose, which is to get the super soldier serum in Merlin's hands and then get rid of Merlin.

A net aimed at him has opened and is shrinking rapidly.

Just last night, in a small town on the outskirts of Auckland, Merlin accidentally stepped into the trap they set.

A large amount of explosives buried in the entire hotel were detonated, and Merlin turned into black fog and barely escaped. Then he was surrounded by dozens of people. They were equipped with high-intensity electric stun guns, barbs of fishing nets, flash grenades for blinding, and everyone was wearing infrared detectors.

Last night's night battle was the most dangerous situation that Merlin encountered.

Just a little bit later, he would fall into the town set up as a death trap.

However, luck still favored him. After desperately cutting down several pursuers, Merlin once again triggered the explosion of black fog, and rushed into the vast night like a wounded beast.

But if there are lucky things, there are also unfortunate things.

Taking advantage of the dim night, Merlin flashed into an apartment building on the roadside under the shadow cloak. Relying on the perception of darkness, he quickly found an uninhabited room and walked into it.

Merlin took off his coat and on his abdomen, several healing scars seemed so shocking.

In Merlin's spiritual vision, he could see that black energy covered these wounds, causing them to heal, but it was also invading his body little by little, and flesh and energy were fusion.

“It’s getting worse.”

Merlin sighed, lying weakly on the cold bed, he planned to rest for a moment.

And just as he closed his eyes, the dark murmur that had not appeared for a long time appeared in his ears again.

That was the restlessness of the dark magic that existed in his soul and body.

The perseverance of the pursuer's pursuit made Meilin use magic explosions many times in a short period of time, which caused it to begin to erode Meilin's body again, and this time the erosion was faster and more powerful. It was like a rebound after being suppressed for a long time.

On the night in Manhattan, on the train leaving New York, in the town last night, the non-lethal force used by the opponent also left many hidden injuries on Merlin's body, even torn injuries.

He was like a beast running away from fatigue, and he had no time to rest well. If this continued, Merlin would probably be defeated by fatigue.

It was like what happened in Central City two years ago, but this time, he probably wasn't so lucky to meet a good person like the Allen and his wife.

"Let me take a break."

Merlin mumbled, and he looked at the time on his wrist. It was 8 pm, and there were still four hours before midnight arrived.

He took out the small kettle from his pocket, took a sip of water, and let the shell pendant purify the dark magic that radiated. Then he covered his ears and curled up on the dark bed, as if this could block the dark echoes echoing in his ears.

He urgently needed a while to sleep.

But the night was not calm. Three hours later, Merlin was awakened by a low buzzing sound, and he jumped up from the bed.

Because the abdominal injuries had not yet fully healed, Meilin couldn't help but bare his teeth. He quickly walked to the window, opened the window, and looked into the sky in the direction of the sound.

The next moment, Merlin's eyes shrank suddenly.

Under the shadow of the gloomy clouds at night, he saw an irregular oval black object hovering above the clouds. That was the limit of ordinary people's vision, but for Merlin, it was far more than the limit.

The things above my head were like the legendary flying saucer in the city.

But it looks very thick and very technological. And from below, the three energy jets under the spacecraft are combined like a blurred human face.

But Merlin is sure that in the world in 1992, no country could make such a thing!

"After the wizard, the undersea man, and the super soldier, are they aliens?"

Merlin murmured to himself:

"What the hell is going on in this damn world?"

But the next moment, the random thoughts about aliens were broken.

Because in Merlin's spiritual vision, he clearly saw that several figures fell from under the hovering spacecraft with some kind of dive device.

Although it seems a little blurred because the target is too small and the movement is too fast, Merlin is sure that those are all real humans.

However, what made Merlin feel most troubled was that these guys from unknown origin and whereabouts were in the apartment building where he was.

"Are they the hunters this time?"

A thought jumped out of Merlin's mind, but was denied by Merlin the next second.

"Impossible! If those hunting dogs had such black technology, they wouldn't have to chase me across North America."

"This is another group of people. But what are they doing here?"

Meilin had doubts in his mind, so he returned to the bed and lay down again.

He closed his eyes, let the shadow cover his body, and then spread his consciousness bit by bit through dark perception, as if in the dark night in Manhattan.

A moment later, in a room diagonally above Merlin, he heard the two people's suppressed and deep conversation.

"Listen, we just need to keep in and out quickly and there is no problem. You come from the west and turn to the corner. I and two other people are waiting for you here. After we meet, we don't want the car. Do you understand? Here?"

A man's voice was very quick, but very organized. He quickly stopped speaking, as if he had a premonition, and suddenly he said to another person:

"Quick! Put away the gun! Someone is here."

"Is it the police?"

Another person asked a little nervously. A few seconds later, accompanied by a sound of some metal pounding, the person who started talking replied:

"No, no"

With the sound of the pistol loading, Merlin immediately realized that a gunfight might occur here. Just as he was about to withdraw his dark perception and left here, an unexpected thing happened.

"There are two very strange girls standing outside, and they are still carrying spears?"

"Open the door!"

"Are you sure? They look dangerous."

"Open the door, trust me. They won't knock on the door next time."

The sound of the door opening and the sound of some kind of metal-vibrant vibration echoed in Merlin's will, and he was even more curious about what was going on in the room.

He began to focus most of his attention in the house, like a picture composed of sonar echoes, a vague and unclear picture, and only the lines and outlines appeared in Merlin's mind.

He saw two nervous people, one of whom was holding a pistol.

In front of them were two women holding cold weapons. Merlin noticed that the two women had strong vitality. Apart from the underwater man Vico, Merlin had never seen such a powerful human being.

In Merlin's perception, there was also a strange guy who was hiding in the darkness of the room, but Merlin could not feel his vitality and soul, as if there was something blocking Merlin's perception of darkness.

He could only feel a dark, fast moving shadow.

But what is certain is that the guy must be very strong. His movement in the dark is as sharp as a spider. Even the perception of darkness is difficult to really capture his movements.

This person reminded Merlin of the night when the Howards were killed, the attacker with a metal arm he met. They were really similar. The feeling that Merlin brought was extremely dangerous.

The four people in the house communicated in a language that Merlin couldn't understand, which seemed to be some kind of indigenous language, with a very rhythmic sense.

He felt someone prying his lips open, as if he was verifying something, and the next moment, the sound of a brief current blocking and restarting was clearly reflected in Merlin's spirit.

Although he couldn't see the picture, he could think of what happened in the room.

The guy who was hiding in the darkness appeared from the darkness.

Well, it must have scared those two ordinary people.

Merlin felt that after the strange guy appeared, one of the ordinary people immediately knelt on the ground, and he said in a low voice:

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty?"

This title puzzled Merlin. In this era, in 1992, was there any real king?

And most importantly, if this is a king, why did he appear in a remote black neighborhood in Oakland this way?

What secret did this strange and powerful king come for?

"Let him leave!"

The man called the king commanded with a low voice as dark as the voice, and the man kneeling on the ground quickly explained:

"This is James, I swear with my life, he is trustworthy, he can stay, as long as you allow, my Majesty Techaka."

"Okay, then as you wish, get up!"

They used English to this conversation, which made Merlin feel relieved. If you don’t understand these weird conversations, you can’t figure out what’s getting weirder.

Merlin heard the name of the man who was called His Majesty, his name was Techaka.

This pronunciation always feels a bit strange.

Merlin continued to listen, and he sensed that the king had taken off his helmet, and the moment he took off his helmet, Merlin's sense of his sudden became clear.

It seems that it was the helmet and the armor on him that blocked Merlin's sense of darkness.

But after the perception was restored, Merlin clearly felt that if the vitality on other people was a ball of fire, then the vitality on King Techaka was as powerful as a magnificent flame.

His vitality is at least 5-10 times that of ordinary people! In Merlin's perception, this guy is not like a human, but like an extremely dangerous monster.

Even more dangerous than Vico, the underwater man!

"My brother, let's see how you're doing."

"I'm living a good life. My Majesty, I'm still strong in my body, but I miss my hometown a little. By the way, how is my family?"

The king seemed to be familiar with the man, more like a friend. The two chatted in a relaxed tone until the man asked a question.

Merlin could feel the atmosphere in the house suddenly became tense.

"Hometown is not good."

The king replied:

"There is a man whose name is Ulysses Crow. He stole 0.25 tons of vibrators from us. In order to escape, he detonated bombs at the border, and we were seriously injured. Most importantly, my brother, this outsider, knew where we were hiding vibrators and how to effectively launch an attack. Obviously, he had an insider."

The king's tone became quiet:

"I'm here, my brother, I want you to look in my eyes and tell me why, why, why do you betray our country, why do you betray Wakanda!"

"Viking gold? What is that? Is it a metal? Where is Wakanda? I seem to have heard of this country."

Merlin was like a sophisticated voyeur. He was full of curiosity, but he did not make a statement, but continued to quietly spread the dark perception and continue to observe the tense situation in the room.

He heard the guy named "Njob", arguing with King Techaka, and the sudden betrayal of the reliable "James" brother beside him.

It turned out that James, who was trusted by Njob, was actually a spy sent to North America by this strange Kingdom of Wakanda. He has been hiding beside Njob and recorded all the evidence of his treason.

This infighting between the foreign royal family made Meilin frown, and he seemed to have discovered a big secret inadvertently.

At this time, in that room, King Techaka's verdict had ended.

"Prince Njob, as the Black Panther of Wakanda, I ask you to return to your motherland immediately, meet the elders' parliament, and confess your crimes to them!"

At this moment, Merlin suddenly opened his eyes, and he felt something and quickly spread the dark perception outward.

In the building opposite the block, a familiar, sharp breath entered the realm of dark perception, like a beast suddenly appearing from hidden danger.

The shocked Merlin suddenly jumped up, rushed to the window of the room regardless of everything, and broke the glass from the 4th floor and jumped down.

At the same time, on the top floor opposite the building, the cold winter warrior pulled the trigger. In a low whistle, an anti-tank rocket dragged the dazzling flames and rushed to the floor where Merlin was. The pursuer almost perfectly and accurately locked the place where he was hiding.
Chapter completed!