Chapter 830: 35. Zatana's warning-for the Ruoyun Yiyu brothers Gagen【4/7】

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The mad attack finally came to an end, and there were some aftermaths of Utopia to deal with.
But in general, this troublesome matter is coming to an end.
At night, Merlin walked into the storage room of the mysterious house. He placed the crystal bottle in his hand on the stone platform of the storage room, and then took a step back, looking at the few tables in front of him.
This is where he keeps his collection, and only the most important or dangerous things in Merlin's hands will be put here.
For example, the Skadi Warhammer placed on the first table, the golden Warhammer is like a quaint artwork.
It was laid horizontally on the stone platform, and a purple arc lingered on the weapon, representing its extraordinary.
This is the creation of a fearful evil god.
If it is not necessary, Merlin will never use it.
On the second stand was a dark red gemstone, which came from another evil god, the mysterious dark red ruler Setolak.
According to legend, as long as you hold this dark red gemstone, you can face the most mysterious and lazy evil spirit in the multiverse.
If you can get its approval, you can get a powerful impact in an instant.
This is also the source of the power of the thug red tank that was once called the "impact destroyer".
This thing is very powerful, but it is also very dangerous, just like the Scatti Warhammer, don't use it at critical moments, and Merlin will never use it.
There is a lot of stuff on the third table.
Green bells, silver wheels and red pots, the three ancient things are like primitive artifacts from ancient times. There is no beauty at all, but there is a kind of wild atmosphere.
These three things make up the three magic devices, which are said to contain the ancient three demons.
No one knows their names in this era.
Their legends have also been forgotten in a long time.
However, if someone shakes the green bell, wipes the silver wheel, and worships the red pot at the same time, it will temporarily break the seal of the three magic weapons and make a contract with the three demon kings to have the power of the three demon kings for 100 years...
Of course, like all stories related to demons and demons.
After 100 years, the person with power will die, and the three demons will be released. After 100 years of freedom again, they will be re-sealed in the three demons.
If this legend is true, then it means that the powerful person who sealed the three demon heads is really full of evil taste.
The things placed on the fourth table did not have much power.
Compared to the first three, it is more like a real piece of art.
It was a skeleton of a vampire, with a complete skull and limbs, and white bone wings.
Each bone shone with a blood-red halo, like a chandelier full of art and evil in the darkness.
Well, this is the skeleton of the legendary vampire Dracula. It is most likely not the oldest body of Dracula. After all, it loves the Bloodstone family and wants to kill it for nearly a thousand years.
But the skeleton that can carry Dracula's soul is not necessarily a mere thing.
Although compared to the first three collections of Merlin, this thing is somewhat unworthy of its name, but as one of the most difficult enemies that Merlin has defeated, it is also intended to put this skeleton in the collection room.
But if you look closely, this skeleton lacks the leg bones of the left leg, which makes it look a bit discordant...
this is normal.
Its left leg bone is being held by Merlin in the hand, and it is made by Xuanlan into the "Power of Saint Van Gonzal". Only with such advanced materials can it contain a complete enchantment inside.
Finally, it is the fifth platform.
Above it is a crystal bottle filled with dark liquid.
It looks very ordinary, there is no place worth paying attention to, but if you listen to it with your ears, if the vision is relatively high, then it is easy to hear the wailing soul in the crystal bottle.
That was a mad attack.
Anslat, a dark life born in the will of the most powerful psychic in the world.
It was completely stripped from the soul of Professor Charles by Liana.
In a sense, Merlin has finally completed his agreement with the mad attack.
Attacked free, it was freed from Charles' entanglement.
Of course, this is how to become a lonely spirit.
Probably because the soul that was born from the will of Charles and attacked and stripped off, also possessed some weird abilities.
When it was placed on the stone platform, the entire storage room was filled with that strange whisper.
Of course, this guy is like a parasite, it must have a host to survive.
"Um... still chilling."
Merlin looked at his empty storage room. He rubbed his chin. After so many years of collecting such valuable things, he felt a little dissatisfied.
In fact, when you think about it carefully, there are still many good things in Merlin's hands.
Such as the ancient symbiote Beowulf, and then Icarus equipped with the most advanced artificial intelligence...
Uh, no more.
"Alas...the mystery house is still not worthy of the name."
Merlin shook his head. He glanced at the empty storage room with regret. He turned around and left here.
With the sound of the door closing, the storeroom was quiet again.
"Merlin! Merlin! I want to kill you! I want to..."
The mad attacking soul roared and screamed in the little black hole, and it tried to spread its perception.
But just when it came into contact with other gadgets on the stone platform, several voices that were low or thunderous, or depressed or abyssed, or mad or lunatic sounded almost simultaneously.
"To shut up!"
"Noisy! Kill you!"
"Come, come, come and play with the three demon heads! So lonely..."
The consciousness of the mad attack has been hit three times in a row, like a beaten child, and he quickly and honestly retracted it into the bottle.
what...
Gangster!
It's all gangsters!
Can't afford, can't afford...
On the other side, Merlin was sitting on the sofa in the hall of the mysterious house. In the warm flame of the fireplace, he took out the rune magic code obtained from Asgard’s queen Frigga and continued to study Asgard’s Magical knowledge.
Rune Rune, this peculiar form of casting makes Merlin seem to have found a new world. These runes with special power can be combined at will to achieve completely different effects.
It is like various magic seals used by enchanters to add magical effects to magic items.
Of course, after getting familiar with thousands of Rune runes, this kind of runes that can be written with magic power is much more convenient than the engraving of enchanters.
This kind of knowledge from outside the territory is not easy to learn, but for a self-taught wizard, it is not difficult to learn this knowledge.
It is not like mysticism, which requires special talent support, as long as you work hard, you can learn and master.
However, just when Merlin was immersed in the acquisition of this new knowledge, an irresistible dilemma struck.
He reached out and took off his glasses, then closed the magic book in his hands, leaned his head on the sofa, and closed his eyes.
At the next moment, a familiar sense of falling came.
It was like falling from the cloud and falling towards the ground under the traction of gravity, but Merlin was not flustered. He was used to this feeling.
After a moment of falling, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, like hovering in the mist, and like falling into a light cloud, Merlin spread his arms, and he just lay in the sky.
In the cloud in front of him, Miss Zatana walked towards him in a voluptuous pace, and the looming clouds covered her perfect body.
Between half and half, it seemed full of temptation.
"Well"
She bent down and knelt beside Merlin, then lowered her head and kissed him on the lips.
After a deep kiss, Merlin gently stroked Zatana's smooth black long hair. He said softly:
"Fighting things...I have to thank you."
"Only help each other."
Zatana's vague voice came from her side. She seemed to swallow something. She said:
"If you really want to thank me, use snacks for nightmares."
Merlin closed his eyes and felt a good feeling. He said:
"Mysticism, that's your domain... I can only deal with that part of the fight. After you have collected enough information, we can formulate... hiss... tap...''
"There is too little information about the nightmare."
Zatana waved her hair and wiped the corners of her mouth.
In the tumbling clouds, she sat in Mei Lin's waist, she looked down at Mei Lin from the top, she said:
"I'm trying my best to collect, but maybe the parchment will be used when necessary."
"Yes."
Merlin looked at Zatana's long hair shaking in the shaking of the body, he said softly:
"The wicked guy may be waiting for us to find help. But do you really think this is a good idea? Looking at our current situation, do you still think we should continue to use it?"
"Ok?"
The ruddy-looking Zatanna stopped, she looked at Merlin, and she flicked her hair and said:
"Do you think this is bad now?"
"Not good for you."
Merlin said softly:
"Not good enough for me."
"嘁...男!"
Miss Magician pouted, she said:
"Get cheap and sell well...Always want to withdraw before things get worse. If you were willing to open your heart and have a good chat with us, we would not fall into this situation."
"It's not that I don't want to."
Merlin pointed helplessly to his head. He said:
"There are too many secrets here, like a heavy burden, I also want to open my heart and talk, but, I can't do that."
"So you have been very depressed."
Zatana said:
"Have you ever been truly free in your life?"
"Have you ever felt a real relaxation in your life for a moment? You don't, Merlin, so your soul exudes a tired smell, it's already overwhelmed."
Talking, Miss Magician stretched her body, she stood up, walked aside, and lay prone on the side of Merlin in a very seductive gesture.
She leaned her head and propped her chin in the clouds, letting her long black hair spread around her arms, she said to Merlin:
"I'm tired..."
"Move yourself."
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After more than ten minutes, the two who completed the "Dream Ritual" were dressed up and returned to the golden castle that Zatana formed in the dream.
On both sides of the big round table, the two looked at each other and shared the information collected by each other over the period of time.
But as Merlin said, Nightmare, a creature in the dimension of dreams, is more inclined to the category of occultism, and in-depth occultism needs talent to support it. Merlin does not have that kind of talent.
So basically it was Zatana talking and Merlin listening.
"I went to East Africa this month to visit the secret witches of some ancient tribes."
Zatana plays a tarot card in her hand, and seems to be doing some kind of mysterious divination. She keeps drawing cards and shuffling cards, and she is enjoying herself.
She said to Merlin:
"The mysterious witches have ancient heritage in their hands. It is said that in the early days, they admired a'king of fear', which would only appear in the dream of doom, just like hiding under the sea of ​​light. Ancient horror."
"It feeds on the fear of creatures and can also give believers the ability to pull enemies into nightmares..."
"Based on my interpretation of the totem poles of those tribes, I can be sure that this king of fear is basically one of the incarnations of nightmares in this world."
Miss Magician set her hair, she said to Merlin:
"There are such legends all over the world, which proves that nightmares are connected to our world. If those legends are true, then in the nightmare of life, we can find the existence of nightmares..."
After listening to this description, Merlin frowned, and he said:
"It sounds like a symbolic level of existence."
"Correct."
Zatana said:
"After all, the evil that was born from the personalized will of a guy like Sleeping Dream is definitely not so good to deal with. According to common sense, we must find a way to enter the dimension of nightmare before we can beat it."
"Fight a tough enemy on the enemy's territory? The enemy is still a symbolic creature."
Merlin shook his head:
"Unless you or I am so powerful as the Supreme Master, I will not go to death..."
"You have to think of a new way, for example, to lead it out of its own den... did you just say that it ingested fear of everything?"
"Yes, what's wrong?"
Zatana asked:
"Did you have an idea?"
"not yet."
Merlin held his chin, he said:
"But I have been in contact with another existence that feeds on the fear of sentient beings... well, this is going to be a long-term plan. I will go first. If I have a plan, I will notify you."
"and many more!"
When Merlin stood up, Zatana suddenly appeared beside Merlin. She reached out her hand and clicked on Merlin's chin, lifting his face slightly frivolously.
Miss Magician carefully observed Merlin's face. She looked at Merlin's dark red eyes. After a while, she asked:
"Have you been in touch with any soul-related evil things recently?"
"Uh, yes."
Merlin remembered the mad attack immediately, he said:
"I once set a trap in my mind and trapped the dark consciousness of the mad attack, but it quickly broke free... is there any problem?"
"The problem...don't it?"
Zatana approached Merlin. In the violet fragrance characteristic of Miss Magician, she kissed Merlin on the cheek. She said:
"I just noticed that your soul is a little weird. Some of it has "black spots", which should be the pollution left by the mad attack."
"There are some impurities in your soul. It's best to wash your soul recently...it's not difficult for you."
Miss Magician blinked at Merlin, as if stroking the child, stroking Merlin's head, she reminded:
"It's not a big problem right now, but if it's dragged on too long, it's bad."
"I don't want to see that you end like Professor Charles."
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