Shadow trail of the beautiful world

Chapter 922 20. The final manifestation [5040]

On the square in front of the Trident Building, Logan watched the people around him being occupied by orange light one by one.

The flow of light is also dissipating, like a big river continuously extending twigs, thinning out the power of the orange light.

But after Wonder Woman also dropped her weapon and walked into the orange light, the flow of light dissipated for less than a third.

"Not enough! Not enough!"

Logan frowned, and shouted to the people behind him:

"Call someone!"

"Ok?"

Dr. Reed looked at Logan in surprise, and said:

"what do you mean..."

"Call the heroes."

Wolverine looked back, pointing at the orange light that was radiating out along the broken bridge.

He said in a deep voice:

"Look! The light is instinctively looking for more hosts. If it can't be completely thinned out before it enters the city, things will become very troublesome."

"The current situation is that we must find some people who can confront Merlin head-on without being beaten to death..."

Logan raised his hand and shouted to the communicator in his hand:

"Ororo! Bring all the X-Men to the Trident Building!"

"All the superheroes of the New York Society of Heroes!"

Quicksilver grabbed his hair and said to Dr. Reed:

"Come as much as you can."

"This..."

Reed hesitated, but he couldn't think of a better way.

In the preceding few minutes, Wanda and he had tried the means of magic and technology.

But these orange lights are very weird, apart from being divided by the host, they can't be offset at all.

"That lunatic vampire said that there are gods looking forward to seeing Merlin's downfall..."

Thor, the god of thunder, glanced at the war hammer under his feet, and he stretched out his hand to hold the war hammer.

He said to the others:

"If it is really a god who set such a trap, then we have no choice but to fight..."

"Call someone, Mr. Reed, it's come to this point, it's either us or the whole city...the world..."

Thor half-kneeled on the ground, Prince Asgard's face was serious.

With both hands on the handle of Mjolnir's hammer, he tried to raise the hammer, but he could not...

Warhammer no longer responded to him.

He knows why.

He was deceived into doing the wrong thing, breaking the oath of the hammer.

He had let Quake down, he had strayed from his path.

"I know I've let you down, Mjolnir..."

Thor closed his eyes and said in his heart:

"My arrogance made me ignore the voices that disturbed the soul, led me on the wrong path, and deserved to be abandoned..."

"But, but please help me one last time! I beg you!"

Gripping his hammer with ten fingers, he said:

"My friend needs my help. Although the form of this help is a bit weird, I must fight Merlin to completely eliminate this disaster..."

"A city, millions of people, I can't ignore it..."

"please help me!"

The proud Thor said to his warhammer in a begging tone:

"the last time!"

Warhammer was silent.

It didn't respond, and seemed to be completely disappointed in Thor.

The prince of Asgard gritted his teeth. He stood up, glanced at the warhammer, and then walked towards the orange light beside him.

He must do his part, even as a mortal.

And the moment Thor's finger touched the orange light, behind him, the war hammer whizzed up and fell into his hand again.

but...

Incomparably heavy.

Mjolnir answered Thor's request, for Thor was about to perform the sacrifice.

But as Thor himself said, this is probably the last time he will fight with a hammer.

"Trial..."

Thor dragged his hammer into the orange light, and said softly:

"Father, is this my trial?"

"crash"

At the moment Thor stepped into the orange light, a thunderbolt fell from the sky, and the orange streamer rapidly diminished at this moment.

It seems like this represents Thor's potential as well.

These heroes are like buckets, using their bodies to receive the power of evil, so that it will not hurt ordinary people who cannot protect themselves.

But buckets also come in big and small sizes.

People like the Hulk, Scarlet Witch, and Wonder Woman walk into the orange light and it dissipates the light a lot, which represents their power and potential.

"crash"

As the wind howled, a storm swept Storm and the X-Men to the Trident Building.

As the wind clears, members of the X-Men appear behind Logan, but there's an odd guy in the mix.

It was a man in a black battle suit and a panther helmet.

He stood beside Ororo, holding Ororo's hand, like a guard.

"Who is this?"

Kuaiyin looked at the person he didn't know, and said with strange eyes:

"Although I know Ms. Ororo is amazing, but you have a fiancé..."

"I've heard what's going on here."

The man wearing the panther helmet ignored Quicksilver's words, and he said to Logan:

"I know you need someone who can fight, so here I am, to protect my wife..."

"I'm also here on behalf of Wakanda."

He raised his head, under the lens of the full-face panther helmet, he looked at Merlin in mid-air, and said:

"Merlin is a friend of Wakanda. If he needs help, we will not refuse... Even if what he needs is an opponent, I will be happy to come."

"Let's go."

Logan gave Black Panther a grin and said to the rest of the X-Men:

"Integrate into the orange light, become the host, and then be defeated by Merlin, save the city... This is our mission today!"

"I have a question, Instructor Logan!"

Among the young X-Men, Bobby the Iceman raised his hand, and he asked worriedly:

"What if Mr. Merlin can't defeat us? A group of out-of-control heroes can easily destroy New York, and even the entire east coast..."

"You're thinking too much, kid."

Logan laughed and said:

"If you know Merlin well enough, you won't have such thoughts... That guy has made up his mind, he won't lose."

Wolverine strode the X-Men into the waving light before him, saying:

"Keep calling, Mr. Reed, until the orange light completely dissipates!"

"boom"

At the moment Logan walked into the orange light, a figure wrapped in the fire of the sun descended from the sky.

Clark, who returned from the stars, seemed to have regained his senses after the golden apple was broken.

He looked at the heroes on the ground who walked into the orange light, he was a little puzzled, but he quickly found Merlin in the light.

Superman hovered before the orange light, and he looked at Merlin suspended in the mirror-like light in front of him.

He shouted:

"Merlin, I..."

"Shh!"

Merlin, who closed his eyes, made a silent movement, his ethereal voice came from the other side of the orange light.

他 说:

"If you apologize, don't say it, I never blamed you, brother..."

"I need you to do me a favor right now... go into that light, absorb it, absorb it as much as you can, you will be brainwashed again, but this time to save."

"I'm going to hurt you again...I can't do that!"

Clark gritted his teeth and said:

"You'll need help too, if you're going to face the heroes of the whole world...you need me."

"Not this time, Clark."

In the crimson light, Merlin said softly:

"This time, you must be my enemy."

"I will set you free..."

"Trust me, I will give you and this world real freedom."

"Merlin..."

Clark looked at his brother, and he clenched his fists.

In the end, he closed his eyes, rushed into the orange light in front of him, and let the power from a higher will pour into his body.

And at the moment Clark lost consciousness, Merlin's voice suddenly sounded:

"Clark..."

"Ok?"

"When you marry Louise, don't forget to inform me..."

"Well, I won't forget, you must come!"

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Merlin can sense everything around him, even though his soul is in a special state.

But in the square in front of the completely collapsed Trident building, he could feel the actions of those heroes.

He's thankful Bruce stopped the heroes as they left.

Batman sure is reliable.

He was the first to discover the truth about Orange Light.

Bruce was right, if the orange light was allowed to spread throughout New York, and even the entire east coast, then Merlin would have to face tens of millions of ordinary people who were infused with the power of orange light.

In that case, Merlin couldn't stop it at all except to kill.

Once Merlin raises the butcher's knife, it means that he will walk into the victory of the God of Death.

He will smash the weak order with his own hands, and shape a new power in iron and blood.

That means he will lose.

But now, Merlin's friends saved him from the desperate situation of failure.

What he has to face is a group of superheroes who have been strengthened. Frankly speaking, winning in this situation is definitely more difficult than massacring tens of millions of people.

But it also means that Merlin can let go and fight without any scruples...

Give it a go.

Smash the last predicament set by those gambling dogs for him.

Or die in this chaos.

Either way, he'll win, creating his own victories among the three picks.

At this moment, in front of Merlin's soul, there was a crimson world.

The crimson light forms the oppressive kingdom of God, where there is no other power, pure as a pool of water.

This is the realm of Saitorak, the ruler of crimson, and also the home of the most unique ultra-order creature.

It has not stepped out of its own world for hundreds of thousands of years.

It loves this place, and laziness is its name.

Merlin stood on a suspended rock, and he looked at the crimson throne that melted in front of him. On the throne carved like a rock, a giant was sitting there.

Its height was indescribable, at least Merlin couldn't see the legs of the giant sitting on the throne.

In the crimson light he could see only Cytorak's shoulders and arms, and his head.

It's like a person, and it's like a demon.

It wears a strange helmet, much like the strange stone helmet of its powerbringer, the Red Tank, but Cytorak's helmet is more artistically carved.

But it's also possible that the helmet was its face.

There are no distorted muscles and expressions on that face, but there are a pair of burning dark red eyes under the helmet, and a mouth full of ferocious teeth, extending three pairs of horns outside the helmet.

Two pairs of small horns are like decorations, and two horns that bend downward like scales extend from the back of the head.

This represents its identity, it is suspected of being a demon.

But to be honest, after reaching the level of Cytorak, it is already difficult to describe it as a pure devil.

Just like Merlin never thought that the Sangongmo was a pure demon.

But just standing in front of Cytorak, Merlin could feel the pressure...

Even more stressful than when facing Sangong.

Crimson dominates...

It seems to be stronger than the Sangong. Of course, this is in its domain. If you leave the Kingdom of God, the two ultra-level creatures will probably be tied.

"Cytorak..."

In the crimson flames dancing around Merlin, he said to the Demon God in front of him:

"Sorry I ruined your emissary, but I will make it up to you..."

"I'll give you a new messenger."

Merlin spread his arms, and he said to the demon god who was watching him:

"I will be your envoy and offer you the most exciting war you can see in this world!"

"For this reason, I ask you to grant me the power of crimson..."

"really?"

Cytorak's deep voice echoed in the Crimson Dimension, saying:

"Little life, are you sure, your war will interest me? The red tank's pursuit of destruction makes me very satisfied..."

"He's just playing around."

Merlin said calmly:

"You want to see the collision of power, you want to see the defeat of the enemy, you want to see the destruction come..."

"Only I can give you what you want to see..."

"You will applaud me."

A smile appeared on Merlin's face, and he said:

"You certainly will."

"Okay, confident little life, I will forgive you for your insincerity before."

The Crimson Master has probably been boring for too long.

After all, after the red tank was killed, it hadn't seen its destruction for a long time.

The evil otaku raised his hand, and the beating crimson flame covered Merlin's soul.

"Let me see if you can please me, if you disappoint me...wait!"

The evil god was very dissatisfied and said:

"Why is the power in your body so messy? I don't like it, what I pursue is pure..."

"Yes, I realize that too."

Merlin says:

"I'm trying to make a change, but right now, I still need the power of crimson to help me win..."

"Oh, by the way, Your Majesty, if it is possible..."

"I don't want that ugly helmet!"

"You dare to question my aesthetics? Stupid little life, go back!"

"Please me with war and destruction! Otherwise you are doomed!"

"Swish"

Merlin's soul felt as if it had been hit hard.

The next second, his eyes opened.

"boom"

The scorching crimson fire burned on the surface of his body, and a set of crimson armor began to cover Merlin's body in the flames.

The Crimson Master stubbornly tried to create a strange stone helmet like a red tank for Merlin.

But Merlin mobilized other forces in his body to forcibly interrupt this process.

On his forehead, the previously melted deep ruby ​​was fixed in the flesh like an inlay, just like the third eye.

Well, with Merlin's sinister appearance at this time, it looks quite beautiful.

"call..."

Merlin moved the crimson gauntlets covering his hands, and he looked at the orange light that was dissipating in front of his eyes.

He yawned, then grabbed the halberd and long sword in his hand, he took a step forward, but stopped there again.

He turned his head and looked at the airspace covered by orange light behind him.

In that light, there are dimensional rifts beating.

"Shirley!"

Merlin yelled sharply:

"You forgot our agreement? Don't let Elsa come over!"

"Swish"

The next moment, two figures appeared in front of Merlin's eyes, one was Xilia, and the other was also an acquaintance.

"Relax, Merlin."

Ciri said to Merlin:

"Elsa is sleeping, she doesn't know what's going on here...but we have something to tell you!"

"I'm here on behalf of our organization, Merlin."

Standing next to Ciri, the demigod Malaka whom Merlin met once... Uh, Ms. Cassandra took a step forward.

This lady wears braids, but the braids hang down her chest.

Well, a rather dangerous hairstyle.

She said to Merlin seriously:

"You need help, as long as you ask, Merlin, as long as you are willing to become one of us."

"Holy Shield Brotherhood...we will do our best to help you."

PS:

This is the end of the Chinese New Year update ~ Thank you everyone ~ I wish you a happy Chinese New Year, and wear a mask when visiting relatives, and hope that the brothers in Wuhan will take good care of themselves...

love you~

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