Chapter 1297: 62. Spear of Destiny

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Earth, New York, mirrored in the dimension of ruins.
Merlin, sitting on the rock of a broken building, was wiping his sword, throwing a corpse at his feet.
Black dwarf, the war beast of the Dark Order has lost its breath and lost its own head.
The grisly and huge headless body was thrown into the collapsed ruins, and the smelly blood flowed out from the wound on the neck, just like a filthy pool of water, all around the body of the son of the tyrant.
Ganata has just been here.
But the gluttonous lady, who was sleepy, was not interested in the "food ingredients" such as the black dwarfs that did not taste very good.
So she just glanced at it and went back to the wasteland again to continue her dormancy.
Her appetite seems to have been raised by Lord Raven. It is foreseeable that after Ganata wakes up, it will become more difficult to satisfy her stomach pouch. This is really unfortunate news.
But there is also good news.
"Oh, wait so long, and finally have to wait for your first transformation."
Lord Raven held the hilt of the blade of Judah in his left hand, and the icy blade in his right, and put the buzzing sword flat in front of his eyes.
He looked at the sharp blade in his hand with a look of expectation.
It is transforming.
The gray handle is like a shell, changing its shape constantly. This steel creation is like having its own life, shaping a new form in a crisp sound of sword.
When Merlin instructed the dark craftsman Greiner to cast Judah for him, he said that he needed a sword from the king of hell.
But that kind of weapon could not be made overnight, so Greiner changed the way to complete the sword casting for Lord Raven.
It creates a sharp blade that can grow.
By fighting against different opponents, by constantly absorbing various forces, and constantly self-refining in the flames of war.
As long as Merlin does not stop moving forward, Judah will continue to grow and eventually possess the power of peerlessness.
Although the birth time was not long, Judas experienced many battles.
It stabbed the power avatar of the wasteland wolf, burned in the fire of the flame king, and experienced the hoarfrost quenching of freezing everything, warming up in vanity every day.
Judas is like a shriveled sponge, constantly absorbing the nutrients he needs from Merlin's experience.
After cutting off the head of the black dwarf star and taking away the life of this savage life, it finally reached the edge of the first metamorphosis.
It's very happy.
Shaking in Merlin's hands, sharing his joy with his master.
Merlin also felt the excitement of Judah. ​​He tapped the spine of the vanity blade with a smile. In the crisp echo, he said:
"I also expect to take you to have a good talk with my "old father". Now you can't hurt it, but it doesn't matter. Soon, your fangs will be sharp enough."
"Continue to grow, this is just the beginning."
"Yo, look at what I found?"
"Single-headed lord! The evil knowledge and power in his mind are hundreds of times more than those of the weak heroes. His soul is even more rare and delicious. Let us not disturb it and let us slowly from behind Get close to him, and..."
"Broken his neck, turned his head, and thrown him into the pool of rebirth, and heaven will have another supreme angel!"
A voice of ridicule and teasing sounded behind Lord Raven, and as the voice got closer and closer, the five fingers radiating a warm light fell on Merlin's neck.
The slender five fingers are full of power, and it seems that with a slight twist, Melinger can be killed on the spot.
"Om"
Judas, who was transforming, made a roar and jumped from Merlin's hand, as if he was waved by an invisible hand, and between the sword hiss, he stabbed at the person behind the king.
But at the next moment, this violent blade was gently held by the majesty.
"Don't be afraid, friends."
Merlin soothed his weapon, and without looking back, he said to the people who laughed and made behind him:
"You seem to be really busy, all the exiles of angels have been dealt with?"
"No, but I left Michael to do those things."
At this moment, white feathers flew beside the Raven Lord.
The feathers that glowed with light were so beautiful that they danced in the light, and in the singular chant of the chant, they outlined a rather sacred scene.
In Merlin's gaze, the person behind him flapped his wings, and in the flight of feathers and light, he slowly descended from the sky and hovered 2 meters in front of the majesty's eyes.
Archangel Gabriel is still wearing a very neutral black and white plaid suit, barefoot on crystal high heels, and blond hair is very chic.
She embraced her arms, her face full of light smiles.
It is indeed an old acquaintance.
"Michael was very welcome to the return performance of his sisters. He was willing to help me complete those tedious things, and he was happy to see the glory of heaven reappear, and his old-fashioned and serious character also helped Archangel Havin to'adapt' again. Some rules of heaven."
Gabriel shrugged, her wide white wings flapping behind her, representing her slightly irritable mood.
She pouted:
"Talking about fair trade or something, but it is not sacred at all. Our style of doing things has never been so naked, and we want to have a happy life in heaven. The coat of faith is a must."
"I wish my poor sister, Havin, the exiled, could understand this earlier."
Merlin listened quietly to Gabriel's voice.
The transformation of the vanity blade in his hand has reached a critical moment. The orange light continuously flows from the sword spine and the hilt, like a cocoon, wrapping the sword.
Listen carefully, and you can hear the strange sound of tearing and biting from the cocoon.
"You must not be here just to chat with me."
Merlin was sitting on the edge of the ruins, and under the reflection of the sunset in the mirror dimension, his shadow continued to stretch on the ground, covering the whole ruins behind him.
The shadows in the shadows are rolling, like monsters lurking in the dark and peering into the world.
In front of him, Gabriel exuded white light, which merged with the setting sun, and enveloped the area behind her in the light swaying like ripples of water.
The boundary between light and darkness is at the feet of the archangel and the prince, but it is not clearly visible, it is more like a confrontation between dog teeth.
Lord Raven raised his head. He looked at Gabriel. He pointed to the light cocoon in his hand and said:
"You see it too. I'm a bit busy now, so just say something."
"I'm here to invite you and me to have a drink."
The archangel reached out and set her chic hairstyle. She said to Merlin:
"It's a rare encounter with those hard-wife wives who come to this world in person and don't have you around. No one stops them, no one bothers them."
She squeezed her eyes at Merlin, raised her chest deliberately, extended her tongue, and licked her lips. She hinted if she pointedly:
"Isn't this a perfect opportunity to get rid of flowers and grass, and Hongxing's chance to get out of the wall?"
"Your wording is not very standard."
Lord Raven’s expression didn’t change much. He looked clearly at the archangel who deliberately tempted him. He said:
"And I don't think this is a good opportunity, although it is usually not in tone, it looks crazy."
"But you have indeed devoted everything to faith. You are the most sincere to your Lord among the many archangels. There is no extra place in your heart for others. Here is just a body carrying faith. ."
Merlin looked at Gabriel's body in the light. He shook his head. He said:
"I do admire the women with outstanding style, but I am not interested in beautiful dolls."
"Oh, the courageless man."
The archangel who seduce the failure again pouted.
She reached out her hand, dived into the light around her, grabbed something, and then said to Merlin uncomfortably:
"Okay, I'm here to deliver things."
"Snapped"
The same thing with golden light was thrown to Merlin.
The latter took hold.
It was quite heavy to start with, and the golden streamer wrapped around its surface like substance, but under Merlin's watch, the golden light quickly dissipated, and soon exposed its true face to the eyes of the raven.
A silver broken gun.
To be precise, it is the spearhead of a war spear.
Four fingers wide, two palms long, simple shape.
There are not too many fancy decorations on the blades on both sides of the weapon. It is like a time-honed grinding. Merlin's fingers rub against the blade, and the sharp blade has a matte texture.
There are holes in the center of the broken spear, which are not cast in one piece. Some wire-like things pass through the holes and are wrapped around the handle of the broken spear.
This makes the broken spear look rough.
Judging only from the outside, it is not sacred, nor does it have the kind of breathtaking majesty.
It is a common weapon.
"The spear of destiny, the world also calls it "St. Lankinus". It is said that it pierced the body of Christ and was contaminated with holy blood."
Gabriel looked at the weapon in Merlin's hand. She was like an introduction and said softly:
"But the rumor is quite wrong, or that the holy thing respected by the world is just a copy of this thing. It has been stored in the locker of heaven since its birth. There is no second except my Lord. user."
"It is a tool used by my Lord to make and repair the world. It has not been involved in combat, nor has it been contaminated with the blood of any enemy chief."
The archangel whispered:
"To be honest, I really don't understand, so much effort is spent on chasing it, what's the point?"
"I won't tell you."
Lord Raven, holding a spear of fate like a dagger, waved a few times in the air, which felt quite smooth.
Looking at Gabriel, he said:
"But you will eventually know, when I use it, you will know the reason, please tell me again, about the magical use of this creation weapon, I heard that it can control fate?"
"That's an exaggeration."
The archangel's tone easily explained:
"Because it is held by my Lord for a long time, its breath can indeed make all creatures within 120 feet surrender, but that does not come from the weapon itself, but from the majesty of our Lord... "
"is it?"
A trace of teasing flashed in Merlin's blue eyes.
He suddenly raised the broken spear in his hand and said to the archangel 2 meters in front of him:
"Then, Saint Gabriel! Surrender to me!"
When Merlin raised the broken spear, Gabriel felt something was wrong and she retreated quickly, but before Merlin had given instructions, she had not been able to stay 120 feet away from Merlin.
Thus, in the gaze of the Maharaja, Gabriel's expression became dazed.
She flapped her wings and slowly fell from the air. With a sincere attitude, she knelt in front of the majesty's eyes. She lowered her head, gathered her wings, and said in a dreamlike voice:
"I surrender to you, my master..."
"Gee"
Merlin flicked his tongue. He stood up, stepped forward, extended his finger, and tapped on Gabriel's chin, lifting the archangel's face.
He looked at Gabriel's blank eyes. After a few seconds, he said with some interest:
"Stop playing, your acting is poor, do you know?"
"Oh, it's boring."
The archangel’s eyes half-kneeled on the ground became agile again. She flicked Merlin’s finger on her chin. She extended her tongue and licked her lips. With a provocative look, she was quite disdainful. Jun said:
"I'm still looking forward to what you want me to do next, Merlin..."
"Go on."
The raven looked at the spear of fate in his hand.
Despite Gabriel's good cover-up, at that moment, she did fall into a forced surrender. This is not to hide Merlin's senses.
The spear of destiny comes from heaven, from God, and the archangel serving God has no power resistance to it.
This is not surprising.
But if Gabriel can't save the power of this thing, it means that other lords of her class can't.
"In addition to the 120-foot-long fate field, the biggest characteristic of the spear of fate is that it is sharp enough."
The archangel patted the dust of the pants, she said to Merlin:
"It's sharpness is conceptual, and any form of defense will be broken. In other words, when you hold it, even the real will bleed before your eyes."
"Well, this is good!"
Merlin nodded in satisfaction.
Under the gaze of Gabriel, he clasped the edge of the spear of destiny with his fingers. After a tear, a blue cosmic force was pulled from the spear of destiny.
The blue, twisting energy, like Slime, was backhanded by Merlin on the book of Ravens around his waist.
The shining stream of stars flashed away on the surface of the book.
This scene made the archangel's eyes widen.
Sure enough, Merlin's purpose in seeking God's spear of destiny was not simple.
Although the archangel didn't know what the blue energy represented, she could feel the long and desolate origin of the stars from it.
"Uh"
After the force of the universe was stripped away, Lord Raven, in the presence of the archangel, threw the spear of destiny into the orange light cocoon in his hand.
The vanishing blade, which was transforming, felt the master's movements, and it screamed with joy, swallowing the spear of destiny into its cocoon of light.
The next moment, the sound of steel tearing and biting became violent in vain.
"you!"
This scene made the archangel suddenly angry, and the large wings behind her lined up. In the wind, she pointed to Merlin and screamed:
"That's...how can you..."
"I have completed the agreement, this thing has already belonged to me."
Merlin interrupted Gabriel's rebuke with a wave of hand. He said:
"How to use it and how to deal with it is my business. Look at our friendly relationship. Don't worry about it, will you?"
"Ok."
Gabriel hesitated for a few seconds, then relieved.
The archangel plucked the wings behind him, helped herself straighten out some of the feathers that were blown, and her expression became lazy again, ticking her finger at Merlin, she said:
"Back to the beginning, do you want to have a drink together?"
"Forget it today."
Merlin put away the light cocoon in his hand, he looked at the sky, he said:
"One of my "friends" returned from a trip and brought me a gift. An important thing has been dragged on for too long. I don't want to wait any longer."
"Drinking things, let's talk about it another day."
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