Shadow trail of the beautiful world

Chapter 900 58. The fourth type...【2840】

"boom"

The insight mothership docked in the stratosphere roared and fired a salvo.

But rather than a brutal purge, it was more like a demonstration.

In the bullets and light beams falling from the sky, dozens of buildings in New York City were riddled with holes and collapsed with roars.

This picture was completely put on the big screens and TVs in the city.

The clown is telling the whole city in this way that what he just said is not a joke.

The volley this time was like firewood filled into the hearth. After the fear was ignited, it turned into a raging fire, boiling the city like boiling water in an instant.

People are like raging herds, agitated by the impending danger.

The terrible thing hasn't happened yet.

But if the situation is allowed to continue to deteriorate, it will happen soon.

"Swish"

Merlin's figure appeared high above the sky, and he looked at the insight mothership suspended above the clouds.

Above the cloud layer, the silver-gray insight mothership was suspended there.

This steel-cast creation is like a hundred-eyed giant hovering in the air, and those ferocious cannon muzzles are like the eyes of a giant, constantly splashing the light of judgment to the ground.

And farther away, the three insight motherships on the west coast are also moving here.

According to the last message sent by Icarus, Hydra built a total of 12 motherships and displayed them all over the world.

The Joker now holds the main console, and even if the troubles in New York are solved, he can start a massacre in other parts of the world at any time.

Destroying a ship doesn't solve the problem, it just makes things more elusive.

If you want to solve this trouble completely, you must start from the root.

"buzz"

Merlin dissipated the magical aura in his hand, and he disappeared into the clouds without disturbing anyone.

His figure appeared beside a telephone booth in Hell's Kitchen. He picked up the phone and dialed a number.

A moment later, Batman's deep voice came from the phone.

"I'm on my way to New York, it will take some time."

"Did you drive here?"

Merlin replied:

"Why not fly, or call Leprechauns to teleport you here?"

"I have my preparations."

Batman says:

"I saw what the clown was doing in New York, don't be impulsive, Merlin, wait until I come over, and then act!"

"Ah."

Merlin says:

"I will wait for you, I need your help, and I have to make some other preparations."

Merlin and Batman spoke a few more words, then hung up the phone.

He walked out of the phone booth and looked around. There was no one on the street, but there were still bloodstains. The wind blew through the messy street, blowing up the newspapers and sundries on the ground.

Amid the dust, the city seemed very quiet.

But Merlin could feel the uneasiness in this city just by sniffing it lightly.

How did things get so bad?

Merlin shook his head.

His figure disappeared in place, and in the flash of distorted light, he appeared in another place.

Bleecker Street, 177.

The sanctuary of the Supreme Mage stands here.

But it's only there when it needs to be.

Merlin was lucky today, he came here, and the sanctuary was right in front of his eyes.

He stepped forward and reached out to open the door.

With the sound of the wooden door creaking, he walked into the sanctuary.

It was the same as the last time he came here, amidst the antique decoration, the floor was covered with a very stable carpet.

Directly in front of the entrance is a wooden staircase leading to the second floor. On the platform of the staircase, there are clean windows, and sunlight shines through the windows into the room.

Very quiet.

Quiet and unreal.

The room is full of bookshelves, and the bookshelves are full of books.

There are also some special collections, all of which are strange things, including cold weapons, medieval muskets, and oriental-style black tripods.

And something Merlin hadn't seen before.

There is no doubt that these are the private collection of the Supreme Master.

The magical aura shining on it is not only powerful, but also unique.

There seemed to be no one in the huge sanctuary. Merlin walked to the bookshelf, casually took down a book that was bound by chains, and opened a page, which contained words he was not familiar with.

It is a bit like the characters in Central Asia, but Merlin has never had any knowledge similar to it in his memory.

"That's the original Sanskrit."

A gentle voice sounded behind Merlin.

He turned around, and saw the Supreme Mage wearing a white robe walking out of the dancing halo.

The powerful caster is still the same as before, without any fluctuations of magic power outside, he looks like an ordinary, hairless, gentle lady with clear and deep eyes.

"It originated from the last era and was dedicated to recording mysterious and dangerous knowledge. The ancient ascetic monks blessed this text with magic power, and people who are not recognized cannot read it."

The Supreme Sorcerer took the book from Merlin and put it back on the shelf, she said:

"This world is not complete, so it is unable to evolve such a text..."

"It's normal if you haven't heard of it. After a while, um, in a year or two, these words can be rubbed into this world."

The Sorcerer Supreme smiled at Merlin, flicking her fingers.

The space where the two were located was moving silently, and Merlin only felt that he appeared in another quiet room in a flash before his eyes.

He was sitting on a wooden chair, holding a cup of fragrant tea in his hand.

The supreme mage, on the other hand, knelt and sat not far away, gathering the tea leaves with graceful movements.

In her hand, there is a small delicate sandalwood stove burning, spreading the aroma that can condense the spirit and calm the mind into the room.

"Then why did you come here? Merlin."

The supreme mage focused on the action at hand, and she asked without raising her voice:

"Have you already made a decision to use your own withdrawal to solve the crisis in this world? Or are you simply saying goodbye to me?"

"I'm not quitting."

Merlin put down the teacup in his hand, and he said seriously:

"Only in this story, I am Merlin Riley."

"very good."

The Supreme Mage raised her head, she smiled at Merlin, and said appreciatively:

"It seems that you have grasped the point of the question, very good."

"But since you have made a decision, it means that you are here to bid farewell to me?"

"Not at all."

Merlin put his hands on his knees, and said in a deep voice:

"I come to ask for your help, Supreme Being, I want to ask you to help this city..."

"I am not afraid to fight evil, I am determined to end everything today, but this city..."

"It has become a battleground, and if it is fought again, millions of people will die because of me, I hope..."

"Oh, I see what you're here for."

The Supreme Mage nodded, and she said:

"The evildoers don't care about the casualties of the innocent, and they will be honored because of more blood, but that is not the case for the righteous. Compared with pure victory, the pursuit of protection is obviously more important."

"So, this is the shackles of a good man..."

"You want me to eliminate this interference for you before the decisive battle comes."

"Correct."

Merlin nodded and said:

"I know this request is a bit excessive, so if you need me to pay you, or ask me to do something for you, I will try to do it."

"You're writing me a bad promise, Merlin, you slick."

The Supreme Mage chuckled, and she said:

"You yourself can't predict what your future will be like, but now you are exchanging the future for me for assistance..."

"Or, you think you might win? So you are also looking forward to your own future, and the story will continue, right?"

Merlin didn't answer, but the silence was everything.

"Ok."

The Supreme Mage nodded, she waved her fingers lightly, and a black tome jumped into her hand.

Looking at the book in her hand, she said:

"Maybe this magic can help you, but Merlin..."

"You and I are both spellcasters. You should know that knowledge is priceless. I helped you the first two times because of some of my... well, personal reasons."

"But now that the debt has been paid, as you say, you need to pay for this knowledge."

"Please speak."

Merlin listened carefully.

"I'm leaving, Merlin."

The supreme mage looked at the window, looking at the sunshine and the city surrounded by fireworks, she said softly:

"The evolution of this world has entered the most critical stage, and my stay here will affect this process..."

"You have to understand that for the evolution of all things, conflict and chaos are necessary, and a stagnant peace will only sink a hopeful civilization and world into the abyss."

"But this world needs a supreme mage, and any complete world needs a guardian at the magical level."

She turned her head, looked at Merlin, and said:

"If you don't bear such a heavy fate, maybe you who have learned a lot of magic from me will become my successor."

"As my last price for helping you, Merlin Riley, if you can survive, if you can create a miracle, then I need you to choose a Supreme Mage for this world after I leave..."

Master Ancient One stood up, with her hands behind her back, she said to Merlin:

"You need to train him or her instead of me, and teach a qualified dimension guardian."

"That sounds like a lot of responsibility."

Merlin looked at the black tome suspended in front of his eyes, and said:

"But if it is your request, then I will complete it seriously. If I can survive..."

"In Eastern legends, there is such a story."

The Supreme Sorcerer walked to the window and let the sun shine on her. In the flow of sandalwood, she said to Merlin:

"Fish swimming in the water will challenge the waterfall that falls thousands of feet. They need to go upstream to make the impossible possible."

"The moment they cross the waterfall, they will transform into dragons, get rid of the mundane, and can fly freely in the sky, no longer bound by any rules."

"If you can't escape, you can only sink."

"But in every crisis lies opportunity, Merlin."

"As long as you cross the sky in front of you, a new world will appear in front of you, and you will get all the freedom...and if you want to win, you have to get freedom first."

"But if you have the will to burn the boat and set foot on the battlefield that others have arranged for you so recklessly, how can you win?"

Master Ancient One said to Merlin:

"While thinking too much can make you hesitate, it's a good thing to be cautious, I mean..."

"Think again, find a loophole or something that you overlooked, and if you confirm that everything is correct, then let it go."

The figure of the Supreme Being slowly disappeared into the sunlight, and her voice was still echoing in this quiet room:

"This bad game of fate is coming to an end, but is there another game? Merlin."

"Are you looking forward to the next game?"

"The spell of dimensional mirroring is not difficult for you, you can learn it with peace of mind, there is enough time..."

The figure of Master Gu Yi disappeared.

The last words she said seemed to be telling Merlin to move forward bravely, but they seemed to be mixed with some kind of vague warning.

Merlin always felt that there were other meanings in the Supreme Being's last words.

"Think again, check for leaks and fill in gaps?"

Merlin opened the tome in his hand, and while he seized the last time to learn the magic given to him by the supreme mage, he thought about all his thoughts so far.

The time in the quiet room was slowed down many times by Master Gu Yi, and Merlin could feel it.

This was probably the last help the Supreme Master gave him.

He needs to hurry up to learn this magic, but his train of thought has not been interrupted.

While learning magic, Merlin took out his notebook from his pocket.

He flipped through some of his past thoughts, maybe...

"Ok?"

Merlin's eyes fell on a certain page of the notebook.

It recorded a plan he had made a long time ago. After his strength became stronger and stronger, that very risky idea was shelved.

But this moment...

However, Merlin suddenly realized that maybe, besides a desperate fight, like a fish jumping over a dragon's gate, he could smash the shackles of the game in one fell swoop.

He should also prepare a Plan B.

Yes.

Any time a second plan is needed!

Putting everything on the final battle does not seem to be what a wise agent should do.

"Never fight on a battlefield that someone else has laid out for you..."

Merlin closed his eyes, carefully recalling what the Supreme Mage said when he left.

When he opened his eyes again, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Yes, if I really want to win, I have to find a battlefield that is good for me...I have to jump out, I have to detach..."

He lowered his head and looked at the notebook in his hand. After a while, he said softly:

"I see."

"Thank you for your reminder, Master."

(End of this chapter)