Shadow trail of the beautiful world

Chapter 325 6. The Crisis of Destroying the World?

"Bleecker Street again?"

In the dark living room, Merlin looked at the two options on the parchment in front of him, and he fell into deep thought.

The meaning of the second option is undoubtedly a sacrifice, which is in line with the characteristics of the evil god's creation, but for Merlin, offering eyes is undoubtedly unacceptable.

He is willing to help others, but he also considers the cost. In order to fulfill Jiaying's request, it is absolutely a crazy idea to self-mutilate.

But the first option, it seems, is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

A few years ago, after Ms. Carter disappeared, he had received a letter from that lady. At the end of the letter, Ms. Carter gently reminded Merlin to let him go to Bleecker Street in Manhattan.

And now, a guy hiding outside countless dimensions, a guy suspected of being a god of the underworld, also asked Merlin to go to that place.

This has already proved that on the seemingly normal Bleecker Street, there are indeed hidden things that Merlin has not discovered, and they are probably quite dangerous.

He looked at the parchment in front of him. After a few minutes of thinking, he reached out, picked up a pen, and drew a circle on the first option, which represented his decision.

Ms. Carter left a message. Regardless of whether Merlin encountered this weird parchment or not, he would eventually devote himself to finding the secrets of Bleecker Street, make a choice, and take on Sithorn's mission, just doing it conveniently.

Merlin made a choice, and the moment he drew the circle, a chilly force passed down the pen into his fingers, like a ring of imprisonment, "clasped" on his left arm.The ring is directly connected to the magic power, like a shackle, locking part of the magic power.

This is the evolution of the contract. It is estimated that the shackles will not disappear before Merlin completes the task, and the imprisoned magic power will affect Merlin's combat effectiveness, and the poor operation of the magic power will also make him a little uncomfortable.

It's like a needle prick.

After completing the contract, paragraphs of words similar to records began to rapidly appear on the parchment.

"Daisy Johnson, the World Destroyer on the future timeline."

"She will destroy the earth in the future and completely interrupt the inheritance of human civilization."

"Daisy Johnson was brought back to New York by Peggy Carter. It is a part of this fate. It has not been deflected at present."

"Attention, your intervention may cause confusion in this incident."

Seeing this answer, Merlin frowned at this moment.

Since Jiaying is an alien, and according to her, she seems to come from an alien family whose inheritance has been cut off, so Merlin also suspected that her daughter's disappearance is likely to be related to the alien power that the baby will have. related.

It now appears that the baby indeed bore a terrible fate.

But the Destroyer?

This is also a bit too exaggerated.

And Merlin also noticed another message, he picked up the pen and wrote on the parchment:

"Where is Daisy now?"

This time, the parchment answered extremely quickly.

"To give, or to give back?"

It's this sentence pattern again!

It seems that the existence of Daisy Johnson cannot be regarded as a "free" secret in the eyes of the Dark God Book.

He thought for a while, and asked another question to the parchment.

"What's the relationship between old Steve and the missing Captain America Steve Rogers?"

"Giving? Or giving back?"

Another choice appeared in front of Merlin's eyes, which meant that the question Merlin raised was not "free".

He stopped writing rationally, without making a choice.

After a while, the parchment seemed to sense Merlin's attitude, and that option was erased along with Merlin's question.

"It seems that there is indeed a limit."

Merlin stared at the parchment in front of him. Through these ten minutes of trying, he had already grasped some rules for using this parchment.

It really does seem to be all-knowing and omnipotent, at least for Merlin at the moment.

But knowing those secrets is not without cost. This parchment has a classification "boundary" for all problems, which seems to be divided according to the value of the secret.

Once this boundary is crossed, it will give Merlin a choice, or a reminder.

It's like an answer finder with auto-reply set up.

"To get the right answers, you have to ask the right questions."

"Maybe I should change the way I ask questions."

The words of the Phantom Stranger back then echoed in Merlin's mind again, which made him squint his eyes. He tentatively picked up the pen and wrote a sentence on the parchment.

"Old Steve, is that Captain America Steve Rogers?"

The answer to this question appeared on the parchment in the next moment, and it was a very short answer sentence.

"Yes."

"But they're not the same person?"

"Correct."

"Old Steve from the future?"

"Do not."

"In this world, there are at least two Steve Rogers?"

"Correct."

"One of them is still frozen in the Arctic Circle?"

"Correct."

"Where is the exact location where he was frozen?"

"Giving? Or giving back?"

Merlin ignored the "choice" that popped up, he knew that this question of his had crossed the boundary of "free".This gave him a little more understanding of the "secret grading" of parchment.

After this choice and the question disappeared together, Merlin began to write down some guesses in his mind on the parchment. They were guesses that he had already grasped some clues but could not be confirmed.

"Jiaying has another purpose in looking for her daughter?"

"Correct."

"Is the Alien Dynasty still on Earth?"

"Do not."

"Is Carol safe now?"

"Yes."

"Has she ever thought of me?"

"Occasionally."

"Fry is Hydra?"

"Maybe."

"Natasha is Hydra?"

"Maybe."

"Clint is Hydra?"

"Maybe."

"Hill is Hydra?"

"you guess?"

After getting clear answers to several questions, Merlin began to use this piece of parchment to detect what he was most worried about, but this piece of parchment seemed to have detected some of Merlin's "little thoughts", and its answer immediately became Be ambiguous.

"Damn it, are you a repeater?"

Merlin cursed, but another sentence appeared on the parchment:

"Maybe."

"But certainly not a fool."

Merlin was choked back, and he put down the pen in his hand helplessly.

There is no doubt that this parchment is not a simple and formulaic thing. It says that it is not Sithorn's body, but Ye Jackal tells Merlin that the dark book is the medium of power left by Hades on the earth.

This shows that this book has a will of its own, and is quite a difficult bastard.

And Merlin also noticed that this piece of paper has a characteristic, that is, it cannot refuse any question from the questioner.Whether it's sarcasm, pretending to be stupid, or a repeater, it means that it will answer every question, and there has never been a blank situation.

He thought for a while, and wrote on the parchment:

"What's in Bleecker Street? You need to give me some specific information so I don't end up in the bedroom of some big guy I can't afford to mess with."

This question dissipated on the parchment bit by bit. After a few seconds, a sentence emerged and disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if afraid of being seen by others.

That sentence is simple, but the meaning is strange.

That sentence is:

"Beware of bald-headed women..."

"Uh, okay."

Merlin wanted to ask again, but the parchment in front of him suddenly seemed to have some changes. In the darkness in front of Merlin's eyes, the parchment that was originally whitish quickly turned yellow, like an antique exposed to the air. In the middle, it is like losing vitality quickly.

This seems to represent that the energy supporting this paper to keep answering questions has been exhausted.

Merlin reached out to pick up the parchment, and he could feel a weak force slowly growing in it.This made him let go of his worries. It seemed that this thing could recover its strength by itself.

After waiting for a few days, he can "match wits" with this cunning but omniscient paper again.

"Any rule has loopholes."

Merlin folded the parchment in his hand and put it in his pocket. He stretched out his fingers and tapped his forehead. He said:

"As long as I find that loophole, maybe I can use it to 'free' find the secret I want in the Dark God Book."

"Hmm... It's disgraceful to go whoring for free, but it's still useful once in a while."

"But Jiaying's daughter is actually the future Destroyer... Is the ability of a different person so terrifying?"

Merlin shook his head. He leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes, and calmed down his chaotic thoughts.

He is waiting for the bumblebee to find the address of the phone left by old Steve. If he can see Ms. Carter again, maybe he can find out the whereabouts of the baby that was taken away from her.

Jiaying told him that the baby was brought to New York, but the problem is that New York is also very big, relying on such a few clues, it is difficult for Merlin to accurately locate the last place where the child appeared.

After nearly 4 hours, Merlin's meditation was interrupted. When he opened his eyes, he saw the cell phone buzzing on the table.

"Hello? Bumblebee, is your battle over?"

Merlin put the phone to his ear, and he asked:

"Have you found a clue?"

"The phone number you gave me has 6 layers of disguised addresses, and its original signal source is also encrypted at the physical level."

Bumblebee said to Merlin in his own recognizable voice:

"I can only confirm that the signal source of this number is sent from a small town in Wales, England. Maybe you can go there to find it."

"Well, thanks."

Merlin took down the address that Bumblebee said. Without wasting any more time, he picked up his wand and went to the teleportation hall of the Magic Congress through the Floo network of his own fireplace, and then arrived in London through the Floo network of the Magic Congress. The Ministry of Magic, from the Ministry of Magic in London, used the Floo network to come to the nearest official teleportation point from that address.

The whole process took less than 5 minutes, and Merlin traveled from North America to the edge of Europe.

Under the light of the Displacement Curse, Merlin appeared on the hillside outside the remote valley town. He released Victor, locked the town's position for him in the air, and blocked Ms. Carter and Old Shi. Tiff all routes out of town.

The next moment, Merlin took a deep breath, used the transfer spell again, and precisely landed in the garden of a slightly old mansion.

But to his disappointment, at the moment of appearance, his dark perception passed over the house in front of him, and there was no living body in it.

There is no one here, but judging from the shovels thrown on the ground in the garden and the fresh soil that was dug up, the occupants here should have just left.

"That's cunning, Ms. Carter."

Merlin sighed, he stretched out his hand, and pushed open the door of the mansion. With the sunlight shining into this unoccupied but very clean room, Merlin scanned for a week, and then set his eyes on the center of the house on the round table.

On the edge of the round table, there was a letter pressed under the cup.

He didn't move the letter immediately, but walked to the dining table and touched the coffee pot on the table.

"Well, there is still a little bit of warmth. They will leave for no more than an hour, probably when the bumblebee starts to track the information signal... It seems that the information level of the Cybertronians is not without trace. .”

Merlin shook his head. He reached out to pick up the letter under the cup, and said:

"But I can't criticize Bumblebee here. I can only say that I still underestimated Ms. Carter."

Merlin opened the letter in his hand, and the familiar elegant font appeared in front of his eyes again. The letter was not long.

"Merlin:"

"You bastard! I'm over 70 years old, and the sudden transfer is a heavy burden for me and old Steve. I've already told you, don't look for us, why are you still so persistent? "

"We must stay away from you. You have to understand that this is actually a double protection for you and us."

"I can understand that in the face of all the questions in front of you, you instinctively want to seek answers, but believe me, you won't get the answers you want from me."

"However, I heard about the deaths of the 'Banker' and the 'Baroness'. Some of my friends told me that the weird Lady Hydra has also entered into suspended animation, and that force has been severely hit in a short period of time. It's a testament to your ability to track down and sabotage, and it's a testament to how you've finally found their weakness."

"The things I can leave you are in the basement of this house. They are records of some of the secret operations I have participated in. They should be helpful to you."

"Finally! Let me stress again, Merlin, don't come looking for us again! This is very dangerous for you and us, just wait patiently, and at the right time, we will appear before you with goodwill."

"Hopefully by then, you already know all about that..."

"bona fide?"

Merlin savored the word, and after a while, he shook his head:

"Hidden kindness?"

(End of this chapter)