Shadow of the Beautiful World

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"Two bottles of water, a bag of bread. Thank you."

New York, Hell's Kitchen, in the evening.

With a baseball cap and sunglasses, Merlin in a trench coat put his hands in his trouser pockets.

In the small shops on this street, as long as Merlin turned her head, she could see the bustling streets and the homeless people curled up in the corners. At a distance of less than 10 meters away from the tramps, the flamboyantly decorated streamers are soliciting guests.

The flamboyant light casts a seemingly bustling coat on this New York's most chaotic neighborhood, but Merlin wouldn't be surprised if he now rushed out of the dark alleys with a few blindfolded robbers armed with pistols.

This is the Hell's Kitchen where all New Yorkers are discouraged. Violence and darkness are synonymous here.

He has lived here for almost 5 months, and he has become accustomed to the dangers that may appear around him at any time. Gangsters rob sites, or gangster fights, or drag racing lunatics who have taken medicine, there is everything here.

Oh, by the way, there are more than 7 survivors of supernatural events similar to him in this block alone.

With the power they got from demons or other weird gadgets, they have been rampant in this chaotic neighborhood, and they have all mixed quite well.

But they still didn't find Merlin. On the one hand, because Merlin hid himself well, on the other hand, because the power of the Sannomiya, even if it was only remnants, was stronger than the little ghosts or subordinate demons who could not get on the table too much.

In this city, Merlin secretly searched for the "siblings" that Mephistopheles said, the real "sons" of the Sannomiya. It took him five months to lock a dozen suspected people near Manhattan. But he did not act.

He didn't make up his mind to kill, or he didn't plan to do that in the first place.

Just a little bit of residual power has already made Merlin better than death for a time, let alone more power... Merlin has self-knowledge, he does not think that he can be washed away by such power, but also Continue to maintain reason.

He didn't want to slide into darkness again.

"Your stuff, get it."

The clerk filled Merlin with a plastic bag of water and food. Merlin paid for it and carried the bag in his hand.

He walked out of the store and turned to the house where he lived. After walking out of an alley, Merlin's ear moved, and he clearly felt that in the darkness behind him, he followed a few bad-hearted guys.

This kind of trailing robbery scene has made Merlin a little tired, but this is the daily life of Hell's Kitchen.

"I really should move out, this place is really not suitable for long stay."

Talking, Merlin reached out and pulled the baseball cap, walked a few steps forward, and turned into another alley. The little gangsters behind him hurriedly accelerated their pace, but when they rushed into the alley, they were empty, and even more weird, the front of the alley was blocked tightly, there was no Two exports.

"Where did that trash guy go?"

A sturdy black man with his arms covered in messy tattoos looked around. The alley was a few meters wide. There was no one to hide around, not to mention, they saw Merlin walk in.

"Maybe, maybe we are dazzled?"

Another tall man grabbed his hair, put a baseball bat aside, grabbed a lighter and wanted to light a cigarette. But the next moment, the baseball bat he placed next to it disappeared strangely.

"Dazzled? Are you smoking?"

The strong black man scolded:

"One dazzle is okay, are several people dazzled together?"

The scolded tall man shrugged his shoulders, and the strangely dressed guys around him still grinned happily.

These people don't look like professional robbers. They don't even have a firearm to protect them, which proves that these guys are even low-level gangsters even in **** kitchen.

After completely missing Merlin’s trail, a few **** scolded and prepared to leave, but the moment the black man turned around, a round baseball bat whistled out of the darkness, ruthlessly. Slammed on the back of his head.

The guy didn't say a word, and he lay on the ground in the blood splashing, the blood flowing on his clothes, just like death...

This strange movement completely frightened the four people around him. The thin, tallest and daring man turned and ran away, but the bloodied baseball bat whistled out of his eyes again, and a stick hit him Chest.

Merlin's blow in the cloak of the shadow was vigorous, and the result was that the tall and thin person flew backwards with this head-on blow. He howled and fell on the ground, rolling in pain. This guy is more fortunate than his boss, but it is estimated that he also broke a few ribs.

The remaining three people were completely shocked. They felt like a ghost of a hot hand wandering in this alley. The fear of seeing no one but being beaten made the remaining three people move. Dare not move.

Merlin sneered in the dark. He threw his left hand, and the bloodied baseball bat was thrown on the ground.

"boom"

The noise startled the three people, and they almost involuntarily pulled their legs and ran.

They were smart, and ran in three directions separately.

The guy closest to Merlin had just tripped and was tripped by Merlin's outstretched leg. The whole person fell forward and his face slammed on the ground. Merlin raised his left foot next to him and kicked it to the ugly face.

"boom"

The guy wailed while covering his nose, but his cry was too unpleasant, so he was kicked in the middle of his legs again, and now he couldn't cry out.

Merlin still maintained the shadow cloak, and he picked up a small folding knife from the ground, and shook it in his hand.

Then he stepped closer to the panicked **** who ran into the alley.

That guy is scared.

He was an alley with no exit in front of him, and there was nothing behind him, but he knew that the terrible ghost was there... he didn’t dare to go, he could only die like a frightened little girl Posted on the wall of the alley, breathing heavily, even praying.

But it is useless.

The guy's eyes widened greatly, any wind and grass would make him nervously turn his head to see, the big cold sweat flowed from his face, he didn't even dare to wipe it.

The scene just now was too scary.

"Uh"

Just at the moment when this guy was breathing, in front of him, the garbage guy with a baseball cap and sunglasses, wearing a trench coat, carrying water and food suddenly appeared like a ghost.

He stood just 2 meters away from him!

"what!!!"

A woman-like scream sounded, and the guy was terrified with legs, and an unpleasant smell came from under him. Merlin covered his nose in disgust and took a step back.

This guy was actually scared to incontinence.

"Dare you dare to learn how to rob?"

He deliberately sneered with a rough throat, and then moved his wrist. The sharp clasp knife wiped the little bastard's face into the wall behind him, scaring the guy to the ground and kneeling.

"Be a good person in the future, you know?"

Merlin threw a word, then turned around and stepped into the shadow in one step, just like a ghost, and disappeared in front of this guy again.

The poor worm knelt there, he didn't dare to move, he could only look up. At the end of the alley, beside the boss on the street, the ghost-like guy appeared again under the light.

He left the poor worm an indifferent back.

With one hand in his pocket and the other hand holding water and food, he stepped into the darkness step by step and disappeared at the end of the street.

After Merlin completely disappeared, it took ten minutes for the poor worm to barely climb from the ground. He leaned on the wall and walked step by step to the boss on the street, watching the blood pool under the boss, he His body was shaking again.

Suddenly he felt that... this job is really too little, and maybe he should go back to his supermarket to help his dad run the business.

Although there is a little less freedom, at least, at least you will never encounter such a **** thing again.

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"Snapped"

Merlin threw the drunk water bottle into the trash can. He stood on the remote bank of the Hudson River. Behind him was a tree. It was a very quiet place.

Under the night, Merlin looked at the cold water in front of him.

He squeezed his forehead with his fingers, and there was a sense of pleasure after venting violence in his body, but his eyes were full of tiredness suppressed by thinking.

"After the doom, is it violence?"

"Are you starting to influence me in another way?"

He looked at his other hand, and there was a trace of blood stains on his fingers. Just now, Merlin used the shadow cloak that he regarded as "useless" to easily kill 4 men in the alley. If he started a little harder and faster, the fifth one would never escape. .

what is this.

This is just the most insignificant residue of the dark power of Sannomiya!

But let Merlin occupy an overwhelming advantage in the face of ordinary people, if there is more power? What if Merlin could truly master the ability to incarnate into the dark wind?

Wouldn't he be able to do whatever he wants in front of the weak ordinary people?

This idea is terrible, like a dark key swaying in front of Merlin's eyes. It seems that as long as he reaches out to hold it, he will soon become a **** in the eyes of ordinary people...

Seriously, Merlin was a little shaken at this moment.

In this world, who can resist this temptation to use violence, wipe out all troubles, once and for all?

"Wow"

Just as Merlin swayed, a loud noise rang from the woods behind him. In Merlin's dark perception, he clearly heard the sound of the wheels rubbing violently and the woman's faint cry for help.

This interrupted Merlin's crankiness at this time, and he turned and ran towards the woods.

Someone was injured, he could even smell the blood, which means someone needs help.

Merlin rushed into the woods, and he saw a very luxurious car crash into the tree trunk on the side of the road, the front cover of the car flipped up, and dangerous Mars was beating. In that carriage, a team of couples was struggling. It was an old couple. They were bleeding.

"Don't move, I'll help you."

Merlin rushed to the side of the car and pulled the door hard, trying to hug the old man whose head was hit on the steering wheel, but the white-haired old man was struggling. He held Merlin's hand in one hand. Not knowing where the old man came from with so much strength, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Go, save her! Save my... wife!"

"There is something in the trunk... Take it, take her, and run! They... they are coming."

"Ok?"

Merlin's eyes widened, and the old man's words gave him an ominous hunch. He dragged the old man out of the carriage and placed it on the ground. He rushed to the other side and took the dying old lady out of the carriage.

He opened the trunk of the car according to the old man's request. There was a gray metal suitcase there. Merlin had just removed the box from the trunk and heard the buzzing of the motorcycle behind him.

He looked back subconsciously, and the headlight of the motorcycle was extremely dazzling. He could only vaguely see that a man in black military uniform and long hair was sitting on the motorcycle, holding in one hand. Holding the handlebar, the other hand held an equally dangerous thing.

That's a military rifle!

At this moment, Merlin had foreseen the ultimate threat, even as crazy as he heard the devil's bell in Chicago.

Danger! Danger!

He unconsciously opened the cloak of the shadow, and the whole person fell sideways, and then he heard the sound of gunshots like popping beans. The bullet hit the trunk above Merlin’s head, and the hot sparks splashed like it was in the night. Thunder.

In the silent silence, burst suddenly!

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