Shadow of the Beautiful World

I haven't seen him for more than a year, and Brother Tucker's work efficiency is still as fast as before.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, what Merlin needed was delivered to him. It was a heavy sniper rifle in a box with 100 rounds of armor-piercing rounds. There is also a box of grenades, and at the same time, at the request of Merlin, he temporarily lent him his modified pickup truck.

Holding a cup of hot coffee, Fury watched Merlin and the black kid complete the deal with a weird look, and then put those things in the trunk of his new car. The former secret service chief couldn't help but say:

I should probably arrest you now! You're making a deal with an arms dealer right in front of me.

Merlin glanced at him and said:

That's Yuri's subordinate, and the great arms dealer Yuri is your friend, so maybe you should arrest yourself first, Mr. Fury.

Okay, I'm just talking.

Fury shrugged, opened the car door, sat in the driver's seat, rolled down the window, and said to Merlin:

I'll wait for you in the safe house.

Um.

Merlin nodded, reached out and took out a piece of paper from his pocket, which was filled with various materials. He said to Fury:

I'm going to send my cousin and brother-in-law to a safe place, Fury, help collect these materials, I need them to make some potions.

Potion?

Fury took the note, glanced at it, and then looked at Merlin again:

When did you learn these things again? So, are you a real wizard now?

That's right.

Merlin reached out and pushed his glasses. He looked around and said to Fury:

Don't let other agents get involved in this matter. They can't deal with half-demons, they can only die in vain. When I come back, Fury, I will end this matter myself.

good.

Fury took a deep look at Merlin, but he didn't say much. Put on sunglasses, close the windows, and with the roar of the engine, the black Ford disappeared on the streets of Hell's Kitchen.

Merlin drove Tucker's car to Queens, persuaded his cousin and brother-in-law out, and sent them to St. Matthew's Church after having a lunch.

Merlin told little Eric to drag May and Ben into the church no matter what, at least let them spend the night safely in the church.

Merlin didn't know what secrets were in St. Matthew's Church.

But what Merlin can be sure of is that some forces, some kind of power are protecting St. Matthew's Church from the intrusion of dark forces.

When he decides to get rid of Maurice the Rabid Dog in hiding, he must first ensure the safety of his only remaining relatives.

At the moment of leaving the church, Merlin was sitting in the pickup truck. He lit a cigarette. On the finger in front of his eyes, a series of numbers had already been typed, and he only needed to press the dial key to dial out. However, Merlin had some hesitate.

It wasn't until the cigarette was finished that Merlin made up his mind and pressed the dial button.

Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo

Waiting for the connected phone to ring, Merlin pursed his lips and stared at the phone in front of him. After a few seconds, a voice rang on the phone:

Hello? This is Coulson's house. Who are you?

It was Phil's voice. Almost 4 years have passed. Phil should be graduating from high school soon. I don't know if he is doing well now.

Merlin moved his mouth, but made no sound.

He suddenly didn't know what to say.

Hello? Is anyone there? Hello?

How is James?

Merlin asked in a hoarse voice:

And Anna

My mother is fine. Although my father is in a wheelchair, he insists on going to the farm every day.

Phil said over the phone:

But sir, who are you? This number is very strange.

After hearing the news of James waking up, Merlin breathed a sigh of relief. He picked up the phone and said softly:

I'm your father's friend. I'm relieved to hear that he's okay. I'm still busy, so I'll hang up first.

After speaking, Merlin hung up the phone.

He leaned on the driver's seat, raised his head, and looked at the roof of the car. After he left, the Coulson family seemed to be living peacefully and peacefully. This let go of the last worry in his heart.

A few minutes later, the pickup truck started and sped toward Brooklyn. Soon Merlin arrived at Fury's safe house in a warehouse.

Everything you want is almost here.

Fury pointed to the wide warehouse behind him. In the middle of the warehouse, there was a table. On that table, there are many strange things. A few bags of medicinal herbs, a few bones, a small box of industrial silver ingots, and a small cauldron by the table.

very good.

Merlin took off his coat. Under Fury's watchful eyes, he took out a red wand from the small wooden box at his waist, and lightly flicked it towards the cauldron on the table. The coals under the cauldron were ignited, and the flame jumped , flushing Fury's slightly surprised face.

He stared blankly at the wand in Merlin's hand and the cauldron that was ignited out of thin air, he gritted his teeth and said:

Mazefak! I thought you were just talking and you're actually a wizard!

You should have known that there are wizards in this world.

Merlin glanced at Fury in surprise, rolled up his sleeves, and said to Fury:

Didn't you also work with Constantine? He is a wizard, although he is only a third-rate liar. Come, sir, give me a hand and do me a favor.

Called by Merlin, Fury walked to the crucible, held the industrial silver ingot with black tongs, and threw it into the rapidly heated crucible.

Merlin took out the old magic bag from his pocket, and then took out the textbook Where are the Fantastic Beasts? He threw a handful of flux into the cauldron according to the method of the Holy Silver Bullet described in the chapter on vampires. With the dancing of sparks, those silver ingots began to melt rapidly.

Is this the magic book?

Fury stood behind Merlin with great interest, watching Merlin organize the medicinal materials and grinding the bones, and glanced at the magic book opened in front of Merlin.

But he couldn't understand the words in that book at all, he could only vaguely distinguish that those words should still belong to the category of English, but they were arranged in a way that he didn't understand, and they combined completely different meanings .

Well, these are magic books. They are written in ancient English mixed with a part of Latin and ancient Germanic characters, and require special study to understand.

While cutting the herbs with a fighting knife, Merlin handed a small hammer to Fury. He pointed to the bones around him and said to Fury:

Sir, help smash them up, preferably into powder.

What is this doing again?

Fury took the hammer and looked at the melted silver ingots in the crucible next to him. He asked:

Aren't you going to make some kind of potion?

It's potion. More precisely, it's holy silver.

Merlin put the chopped herbs into a bowl, and while grinding, he said to his officer:

What I want to deal with is a half-demon, and it is likely to be a completely transformed half-demon. Ordinary bullets are useless to it. Fortunately, there are many things in the magical world that can cause considerable damage to dark creatures. Saint Silver is one of the best crafted of them all. It was my first time trying to make something.

Oh? Is that so?

Fury squinted his eyes while smashing the bones with a small hammer. He looked at Merlin, and then at the weird things in front of him.

After a moment he said:

Can you share with me the detailed production process of this thing? Now that dark creatures have been discovered hiding in the city, I think our organization needs some weapons that can suppress them.

sure.

Merlin nodded, and he said to Fury:

The production process of holy silver can be completed without magic. This thing is very suitable for ordinary agents to use for self-defense. If you need it, I will give you the formula after this matter is over.

good!

Fury stopped talking, but concentrated on smashing the bones, took out his notebook, and recorded Merlin's process of selecting and grinding herbs in detail.

Ten minutes later, Merlin collected the bone powder and put it into a grinding herb bowl. After stirring evenly, he walked to the crucible and poured the black potion into the completely melted silver ingot.

Fury observed carefully on the side, pouring the black concoction into the silver juice, stirring the liquid with low-pitched bangs, making the high-temperature liquid boil like hot water.

Merlin kept stirring it with a glass rod until nearly 5 minutes later, the boiling silver juice stabilized. And its color also changed from pure silver to a more viscous high-temperature liquid similar to silvery white.

Mould!

Merlin took a step back, picked up Lola, and with the wave of his wand, the high-temperature cauldron was suspended from the flames. Fury placed the prepared warhead mold on the ground, and then, like pouring some kind of steel creation, Merlin poured high-temperature liquid into the mold and completely closed the mold.

A few minutes later, as the ten warheads formed at one time were thrown into the cold water, there was a burst of crackling sound in the surging steam.

Finish!

Merlin put down his wand, picked up the pliers, picked up a silver-white metal bullet from the water, and placed it on the table.

Fury touched the warm bullet with his fingers. He held the sharp thing in his hand and looked over and over again. He asked:

Is that all right? Is it that simple?

Theoretically, the surface of the holy silver bullets that are actually used to eliminate demons needs to be engraved with evil runes on the surface, which will make the holy silver bullets more penetrating and destructive to dark creatures, and make them suffer from more terrible secondary damage. kill.

Merlin stood beside Fury and said to the officer:

However, it is too troublesome to write the evil runes. We don't have that much time, and I don't know anything about alchemy at my current level, so this step can only be temporarily shelved.

Merlin looked at his watch, then at the sky outside the warehouse, he said:

Before midnight, we have to make at least 100 holy silver bullets. Time is tight and the task is heavy.

While talking, he handed a pipe wrench to Fury, and pointed to several boxes of sniper bullets and pistol bullets on the table:

There is the last cumbersome step, changing the warhead.

Sir, as a former elite veteran, I don't need to teach you this?

At 10 o'clock in the evening, Fury's Ford parked outside Papa Midnight's nightclub. Merlin unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door, and looked around.

He handed a magazine full of holy silver bullets to Fury, and said:

Don't follow, it's full of aliens. There may be others around, Fury. When you go back later, if you encounter strange people trying to hurt you, shoot them. Don't hesitate!

Fury took the magazine, picked up his own gun, and replaced it with a click. He put the gun on the bridge and nodded to Merlin:

Go, I'll wait for you here.

Fry

Merlin pursed his lips, and said to the officer and friend in front of him:

You don't need to take such a risk. You have helped me a lot. Now go home. I don't want to put my friend in danger again because of me. This is my adventure.

This is my war.

This is my city, where I live, Merlin.

Fury took off his sunglasses and smiled at Merlin. The man in his 40s said to Merlin:

Not only do you have relatives, but also people who care about me. And they live in this city. Now a lunatic is wreaking havoc and kidnapping one of my consultants and an agent. You said, I still Can you pretend nothing happened?

Ms. Carter and Pierce handed over the Strategic Science Corps to me, and let me lead this organization to move forward. I am your leader! My subordinates have been threatened. If I don't fight for them, who will?

Go ahead, Merlin.

Fury put on his sunglasses again, looked at the magnificent nightclub in front of him, and said:

This isn't just your war, Merlin.

This is our war. I'm in it too!

Now, we're all soldiers.