She saw a female angel she had never seen before pushing open the door and strolling in.

The angel had a pair of black wings, with a neutral appearance, and a pair of black-framed glasses on his face.

She had a cold face and put her hands in her suit pockets.

Zatanna followed her.

As Xuanlan's gaze, a shadow floated away from the angel's body, floating in the air like a ghost.

The darkness rolled like a stream of water gathered by a whirlpool, outlining a thin, ghost-like body in the swaying.

Eyes in the shadows open.

The next moment, the eyes met.

"Bang"

The broom in Xuanlan's hand fell to the ground.

Her eyes swayed and her fingers trembled, as if she had seen something incredible.

She walked forward a few steps, stretched out her fingers to touch the swaying ghost, and the latter raised her hand, and the fingertips of the two touched each other.

It's like a spark of electric shock.

In that cold perception, Xuanlan could no longer control herself. She opened her arms and threw herself into the ghost's arms.

"I'm back."

Meilin patted Xuanlan's back lightly.

He looked at the familiar, unchanging hall in front of him with a feeling of emotion.

He whispered:

"Switch the magic concentration a little higher, Lan, low magic makes me feel uncomfortable."

So the next moment, several magic arrays in the entire mysterious house were activated at the same time.

Heavy magic power like a storm gathered, and under Xuanlan's control, it gathered in the hall, allowing the magic concentration on this ground to rise rapidly.

Merlin's illusory soul body also became solidified.

It made Xuanlan feel as if she was embracing a living thing.

As a new Hell Lord, the magic concentration in the real world is not even enough to support his soul's appearance. As a split soul body that has not yet been resurrected, shining on the sun will make him feel very uncomfortable.

He definitely did not use the body of the angel Luther to move around the world for some evil taste.

He had no choice but to do it.

"Um"

In the extremely high concentration of magical environment, Merlin let out a comfortable moan. He stroked Xuan Lan's long hair gently, and he said:

"Thank you for the hard work these few months."

"I know you'll be back."

Xuanlan hugged Meilin and said:

"You promised me, and you didn't disappoint me."

"I've hurt your heart"

Meilin took a step back and kissed Xuanlan on the cheek, saying:

"How could I bear to let you down again?"

Xuan Lan chuckled.

She pursed her lips, reached out to Merlin's cheek, pulled the face towards her, and kissed her.

Merlin did not refuse.

Behind him, Zatanna curled her lips and turned her face away and refused to watch this scene.

Xuanlan is a spiritual body.

They don't want to do anything other than kissing.

But as a woman who has a close relationship with Merlin, this scene always makes her feel a little uncomfortable.

A few minutes later, Zatanna looked at the watch on her wrist, and she coughed and said:

"Is the welcome ceremony over? Can you start talking about the serious business?"

"certainly."

Meilin blinked at Xuanlan, who was also a little embarrassed. She took a step back, turned around, and tidied up her somewhat scattered hair and makeup.

After a moment, Xuanlan turned around and looked at Mei Lin behind her. She showed an extremely decent smile on her face and her eyes were full of tenderness. She said:

"What do you need me to do?"

“Those things I left before leaving.”

Merlin, carrying his hands on the sofa in the way of a ghost floating in the way he said to Xuanlan:

"You should still save it?"

"Yeah, it's all here."

Xuanlan said:

"I've all been in the storage room. I have repaired a few that can still be repaired, and those that cannot be repaired have not been thrown away."

"Take them over."

Meilin said something, and Xuanlan immediately turned around and headed to the storage room.

In the hall, Angel Luther took off the black-framed glasses on his face and placed them on the table. The blue light shone, projecting the new image of Icarus before everyone.

The gathering projection nodded to Merlin and sat next to Zatanna in an elegant manner.

"The problem with the ritual container was solved, but you seem to have encountered some problems with the materials."

Merlin leaned against the sofa and said to the two ladies in front of him who had been in charge of finding materials for blood and bone rituals:

"Tell me."

"According to the steps you told me about the Horcrux resuscitation, I won't talk about the auxiliary materials. They are easy to find, but the three most important ones."

Zatanna stretched out three fingers and said:

"There are some problems with the three things, namely the bones of the father, the flesh of the servants, and the blood of the enemy."

"First it was my father's bone."

"If we understand it literally, we might be going to Buffalo County, Wisconsin to be a tomb robber."

Miss Magic made a pretty bad joke. He looked at the mechanical girl beside her and said:

"Icarus has locked in Wilton Riley, the cemetery of your biological father, right behind the ruins of your family manor."

The glasses sitting next to Zatanna also responded:

"But even though I know nothing about magic, I think these three things are definitely not as simple as literally. I think the remains of a mortal are useless to you, right?"

"Well, it really doesn't understand literally."

Merlin nodded, and he looked at the map projected by Xuanlan.

He shook his head:

"My biological father has rested, so don't bother him and my mother. Their bones really don't meet my requirements."

He gestured to Zatanna with his eyes to continue.

"The second is the servant's flesh."

The magician frowned and said:

"You have only two real nominal servants, Xuanlan and Icarus, but neither of them has the physiological sense of 'meat' and cannot be part of the ritual at all."

“This is not a problem.”

Merlin waved his fingers, and he glanced at the Angel Luther who was standing aside with a cold face, and he said:

"She can do it for her."

"Um?"

Zatanna looked at Luther in surprise.

The latter reluctantly pushed away his hair, revealing the demon mark on his neck that belonged to the wasteland hell.

Merlin has become the lord of the wasteland hell. In theory, all creatures in that hell are his servants.

And the flesh and blood of a high-level angel barely meets the requirements.

"Okay, the meat problem has been solved."

Zatanna spread her hands and said helplessly:
To be continued...