Shadow of the Beautiful World

As midnight in the human world is getting closer and closer, in a hell dimension extremely far away from the human world, the Sangong Demon sitting on the Burning Throne is also preparing to throw the projection to the human world again to complete the last step of the contract .

Speaking of which, hell is not a world in the traditional sense.

In fact, the concept of hell is wider than mortals imagine.

It consists of many dimensions, each of which is equivalent to a complete world, and these dimensions are ruled by different hell lords. Including the famous Seven Lords of Hell, some little-known but equally powerful devils or demons, and finally the biggest alien Sangong Demon in hell.

The Sangong Demon is almost the most powerful group among all the kings of hell. It despises other kings, but longs for the position of the king of hell. It is not liked by demons and devils, and it does not like its own kind.

It is savage and savage, and is feared by demons.

The time is coming.

Sangong's deep, thunderous voice echoed in the dimension filled with magma flames, making those demons hiding in the shadows lower their heads in fear, not daring to look directly at the destructive majesty of Sangong Demon.

This hell dimension is very strange, it is not composed of complete continents and seas of lava. On the contrary, one floating island after another was bound in mid-air by thick and barbaric chains, like suspended islands covered in crimson poisonous smoke, hanging on this scorching land, forming a bizarre scene.

The souls of mortals are always within reach, but tonight, another treasure will fall into my hands.

On the largest floating island, in the endless scorching atmosphere, Sangong Mo sits on the throne. It looks proudly at the world. Tonight, it will have a son with great potential.

But at the moment when Sangong was about to throw the projection, in its vast sea of ​​will, it suddenly heard another weak call.

Those were the chanting sounds praising Satan, the king of hell. Just hearing that name made the Sangong Demon feel extremely disgusted.

It should be a group of demon believers in the human world engaged in a sacrificial trick, but for some reason, they were clearly offering sacrifices to Satan, one of the kings of hell, but it was spread to the ears of the three palace demons.

But this also aroused the interest of San Gong Mo.

It and Satan are competitors, and they are both longing for the throne of the king of hell. If this matter has something to do with Satan, maybe it can also profit from it.

The devil split out a ray of spirit, followed the call from the human world, and descended his will on the remote scene where the evil god was worshipped. But he was shocked to find that the group of damn cultists were chanting the name of Satan around a young woman who was naked.

It seemed that the beautiful woman was the sacrificial offering.

Hehe, these mortals really know how to play

Is there anything more ridiculous than offering one's own compatriots as sacrifices to creatures from other lands, longing for the blessing of foreign objects?

The naked woman was placed on an ancient stone platform, her eyes were shining with horror, but her body was locked by chains, unable to break free, she could only cry helplessly amidst the weird chanting.

And under that stone platform, there was a crude and error-filled imprint of the evil god. At a glance, no less than 30 errors were found in the projection of the Sangong.

No wonder Sangong could hear their call. This group of unprofessional cultists completely misunderstood the order of the runes.

This is as embarrassing as dialing the wrong number when calling the leader to report work.

But how much more could be expected from these weak and stupid mortals?

It's pretty good that they can do that.

The Sangongmo's will was hanging in the air, he looked at the young woman who was sacrificed, that woman's beautiful skin was meaningless to the Sangongmo, what it really cared about was the woman's soul.

And at first glance, San Gongmo immediately stood up from the throne.

This woman is unique.

She has an aura that truly belongs to Satan. She should have been in contact with Satan, or simply be the seed deliberately cultivated by Satan in the human world.

It's no wonder that this group of cultists will sacrifice this woman to Satan as the Devil's Bride. Her life is likely to exist for this moment.

The four dark red eyes on Sangongmo's face lit up at the same time, and it felt that, perhaps, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity was opening the door to it.

The body is filled with the power of the devil, a perfect breeding ground, maybe, you can give me a real devil prince or princess.

The devil laughed, and an evil plan quickly appeared in its mind, if he possessed the devil bride

Haha, it can not only destroy Satan's plans, but also strengthen his own strength. Most importantly, it can severely humiliate the arrogant Satan and make him a hellish monarch who can't even protect his own bride

It's perfect!

The Demon of Three Palaces stepped down from the throne, and the appearance of the demon slowly changed, and soon he became the white-haired man again.

He stretched out his hand to move the space, and responded to the call of the group of cultists with his huge and evil will. It was going to the present world to meet its bride.

That is the descendant who has truly inherited the great blood of Sangongmo. It is a key, a key to the supreme power!

The figure of the Demon King stepped through the burning flame vortex, and appeared in the present world as the king of hell. His coming made the cultists extremely terrified, and also filled the eyes of the woman bound on the altar with horror.

Tonight, the Demon of Three Palaces will release his desire, as for Merlin

At the moment when the real son of hell or the princess of hell is about to be born, he is no longer important.

But this does not mean that Sangongmo will give up this newly adopted son. It will not waste every ounce of power, so when it is carrying out its own bridal chamber wedding, one of its subordinates will replace it and go to the present world to collect Merlin's soul.

but the problem is that

Missing?

The Sangong Demon in the human world is embracing the Devil's Bride who is fascinated by the dark magic power. He enjoys a good time in human form. But the bad news from his subordinates immediately turned Sangong's good mood into a bad one.

The Demon King asked with a trace of anger:

What do you mean missing?

Although it was thousands of miles away, the anger of the Sangong Demon was almost completely suppressed by the demon's minion that descended on Coulson's Farm through the spiritual link of this monster.

It was a high-level demon, ferocious and distorted, completely in line with the ugly image of the legendary demon.

And judging from its square four eyes, which are very similar to the Sangongmo, this guy should also have the magic power of the Sangongmo circulating in his body, and it is also one of the real sons of the Sangongmo.

At this moment, the Son of Hell, who was more than 4 meters tall, covered with black muscles and covered with strong horny, was holding the scrolls of Merlin and Sangong Mo in his claws.

It stood in front of Coulson's farm, and in the four opened eyes, cunning and vicious lights continuously flowed, but at this moment it was full of fear. Faced with the Sangongmo's questioning, this high-level demon kept using his magic power to search the farm in front of him, but there was no Merlin in the farm except for the livestock.

Not even his breath!

It's as if Merlin's life was completely wiped out overnight, more like, he doesn't seem to have existed at all!

Your Majesty, all I can say is that I haven't found that soul called Merlin at all.

The Son of Hell replied tremblingly:

Either he has left this world, or there is a power we don't know that cut off the mark you left on him. With my power, I still can't break the seal of this breath.

waste!

A deep scolding came into the mind of the child of hell along with the woman's groan. The Sangong Demon has never been a benevolent demon monarch. Its punishment came so quickly and so heavily.

The twisted and ferocious Son of Hell seemed to be struck by lightning. It curled up on the ground in pain, its flesh and blood were writhing, switching back and forth between blood and flesh and thick black smoke. The power in its body was beyond doubt. Out of control, because that power, never really belonged to it.

The Sangongmo can bestow power on its sons, and it can easily take them back, or control them, to punish those who are not good at doing things.

puff

The child of hell spat out a mouthful of blood with pieces of internal organs, but it didn't dare to make the slightest sound, for fear of causing the Three Palace Demon to get angry again.

But to be honest, San Gongmo also has his own considerations about Merlin's disappearance.

Just like it will seize every opportunity to suppress other monarchs in hell, every hell monarch is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and they will fight back.

The Sangong Mo reckons that Merlin's disappearance is likely to be the active hand and foot of some other hell king. After all, every monarch wants to have a pure soul that has experienced death like Merlin.

It can be called a rare commodity to live in.

Tear up the scroll and unleash the magic power!

Sangongmo ordered in the mind of the son of hell:

What I can't get, no one else can get it! Erase that soul! Tear it apart!

As you order, my lord.

The Son of Hell knelt humbly on the ground after being hit hard. After the Sangongmo's will was silent, the son of hell put the scroll in his claws in front of his eyes, a flash of resentment flashed in his four dark red eyes, his claws were hard, and in the beating of the dark red fine lightning, the The scroll written in Demonic Language was completely torn to shreds.

The torn parchment turned into a burning flame, dancing around the Son of Hell, like a butterfly being ignited, and gradually extinguished after burning. This means that the contract is torn apart, and as the soul that bears the contract, Merlin's soul will also be completely torn apart by the power of the Sangong Demon because of the destruction of the contract.

That decision is definitely not a price that mortals can afford.

No matter where the guy is hiding, he's dead.

——

In the wilderness tens of kilometers away from Coulson's farm, Merlin drove Lola a little uneasy, and drove fast across the wilderness.

The Phantom Stranger had warned him to stay away from mortals when the hour of midnight came, when the pact of the Magi was formed.

But Merlin didn't know how far the so-called far away from these supernatural creatures meant, so Merlin decided to stay as far away from his family and other mortals as possible.

After leaving the hospital, Merlin drove Lola all the way into the Wisconsin wilderness. He stepped on the gas pedal all the way, and Lola, who was restored by himself, did not disappoint him. After changing the engine and parts, this 1962 sports car seemed to have a new life. It was extremely fast. After hours of running wildly, Merlin had already left Madison County.

He didn't know where he was, and he didn't care at all.

The watch was hung on the steering wheel by Merlin, and every time the minute and hour hands moved forward, Merlin would feel a sudden increase in pressure.

The possibility of death is not the most tragic punishment. Knowing the time of your death, you still have to wait for that moment every minute. In other words, among all the waiting, waiting for death is always the most tragic.

click

The hour and minute hands suddenly closed at this moment, and Merlin also slammed on the brakes. With the friction between Lola's tires and the ground, Merlin stopped in the wilderness under the violent vibration.

On the watch in front of his eyes, it was midnight.

He sat in the driver's seat, the surrounding wilderness was dead silent, only the moonlight shone on the cold place.

Merlin looked around, his breathing became more rapid, his body was stiff, he closed his eyes, waiting for the fate to come.

It's like the bizarre stories in the superhero comics that Phil likes to read, just like those superheroes, through weird ways, get weird powers.

Is it flames?

or smoke?

Or, the pain that life is worse than death?

Merlin didn't know, and he didn't want to know.

But after closing his eyes and waiting for a few minutes, Merlin found that nothing happened except that his shoulders were a little sore from maintaining this posture.

He opened his eyes and looked at the watch in front of him. The interlacing of the hour and minute hands had reached 12:09, almost ten minutes had passed, and nothing happened.

Does this mean that he is safe?

Or did it actually happen, but he just didn't know it?

But no matter what the situation was, Merlin was relieved.

He stretched out his hand and pulled down the rearview mirror of the car. He looked at the face in the mirror, with black hair, black eyes, and slightly thinned cheeks. It was himself, and that was Merlin Riley. .

He didn't turn into a monster or be killed by horrible magic, he survived it!

At this moment, Merlin's nervous heart suddenly relaxed.

He reached out, picked up the cigarette case on the bridge, took out a cigarette, and lit it in the night. Then I turned on Lola's new car radio, and a new song by Jackson sounded in the wilderness under the night.

Merlin leaned on the driver's seat, with his left hand holding a cigarette resting on the car door, while the other hand gripped the steering wheel tightly and stepped on the accelerator.

Lola roared, the beautiful red convertible made an arc across the wilderness, Merlin was going back to Madison, he was going to the hospital, with his injured father and exhausted mother.

Then prepare for the upcoming school season, prepare to go to New York, and start your own life.

However

At the moment when Lola was about to speed up, a dark red flame suddenly appeared on Merlin's two fingers holding the cigarette, and the cigarette and his fingers were involved in the flames of hell that suddenly exploded middle.

noon

Arrived!