Don't make trouble! I can't stay?”

Outside the dock, in the dark, Constantine, who was pressed against her head by Fury's pistol, gritted her teeth. He raised his hands, turned around, and looked at Fury with helplessness. He said:

"Md, why do I always encounter such unlucky things! I need weapons! At least one gun!"

"There are grenades at the back of the car, go get them yourself!"

Of course Fury would not give the gun to Constantine. He couldn't believe this cunning third-rate wizard with no bottom line. Fury turned around and put up a sniper rifle on the hood of the car, saying without looking back:

"And aren't you a wizard? Isn't you able to solve all this?"

"I'm just a self-study!"

Constantine opened the trunk and brought out the box of grenades. He looked up at the half-demons burning in the darkness in front of him, and looked at the ignited ground, just like the scene when the door of hell opened, he said:

"I don't even have a wand. Merlin has a wand. I saw it with my own eyes!"

"That lucky man became a formal wizard, and he was much luckier than me. I could only use my method to stop them, but unless a formal wizard like Merlin came to help, we wouldn't be able to stop these half-demons at all."

"Then we will stick here! Persist until the end!"

Fury pulled the trigger and shot the half-demon's head that rushed out of the dock with one shot. He looked down at the time, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Merlin will appear! Sure will!"

"What if he doesn't show up?"

Constantine clumsyly pulled away the grenade's latch and threw it at the running monsters in front of her. In a violent explosion, the two half-demons were blown away.

The third-rate wizard looked at Fury, who was fighting back with a sniper rifle beside him, and he said:

"We'd better have a backup plan and not put all our hopes on others."

"The reserve plan is to fight!"

Fury pulled the bolt away with a touch, and he said in a deep voice:

"This is the trouble we've caused, we have to fix it."

—

On the other side, in the underground warehouse of the dock, Merlin put the silver cane in his hand back into his pocket.

He shook his hand and tried hard to suppress the desire for killing and destruction echoing in his soul. He held the magic wand, allowing the irritable magic power in his body to continue to operate, allowing it to calm down, and at the same time, his red eyes gradually returned to normal.

For more than half a year after obtaining the silver cane, Merlin referred to the magic book to roughly crack the meaning of the Lun rune on the cane. He knew that the cane was part of a magical magical object called "The Furious Warrior's Cane".

It comes from the mysterious divine realm Asgard, and is said to be a weapon distributed to the commanders of the Brutal Legion. Only warriors above centurion are eligible to use it.

In other words, only real warriors can use their will to resist the negative emotions brought by violent canes.

Those runes are not complete like this cane, but Merlin could probably guess that it would turn the warrior into a madman and a beast who only knows how to kill. If the will is not strong enough, the warrior holding the cane will continue to kill until the oil is exhausted, or when the lamp is dead, in battle, can he completely get rid of the influence of the "power curse" of the cane.

This is indeed a very aggressive magical magical thing, but it does not fall into the category of "treasure". In fact, in Merlin's view, this thing is more like an "evil thing".

Regardless of whether the divine realm Asgard is the residence of the gods in the legendary Nordic world, whether this thing was made by the gods, one thing is certain that its makers were definitely not pursuing the purpose of peace when they made it.

This cane has another function. As long as you hold the cane, Merlin's power will be terrifyingly strengthened.

Merlin conducted an experiment at a Paris base. When holding a silver cane, his strength would be increased by 5-6 times. In other words, Merlin, who held a cane, had a punch of more than 1.5 tons when he completely released his violent power.

This cane is not complete yet. It is only one-third of the true fury warrior cane. Once it becomes complete, the increase in strength is probably significantly increased.

What is this concept?

Now, at Merlin's feet, the arrogant rabies Morris' head was like being hit and exploded by a shell, and it was like a completely smashed watermelon.

The red, mixed with disgusting liquids of green and white, and the fragments of flesh and bones dyed Merlin's shoes and trousers' legs extremely disgusting.

Merlin took a step back with disgust on his face, not feeling sorry for his shoes and pants.

Both of these things were bought in Diagon Alley, and they all have the ability to clean and restore themselves. They only need to be exposed to magic and in a few minutes, they will be as smooth as new.

He squatted down and looked at the corpse that was still twitching under his feet.

After Morris' brain was destroyed, the irritable magic in its body turned into a scorching wind, surging wildly in this underground warehouse, gathering all the fires of hell.

These unparalleled magic will dissipate with time, but before it completely dissipates, this warehouse and this dock will probably not be used.

Magic will infect the souls of ordinary people, especially these magic powers derived from demons. If they are exposed for a long time, it will easily turn ordinary people into madmen.

But these magic powers are not the most important issue.

In front of Merlin, Morris's twisted corpse was changing back to the human posture, and with the disappearance of the half-demon form, a dark red light bloomed from Morris' heart. It was suspended in front of Merlin, like a fragment of dark red crystal, swaying with a flame-like light.

The fragment flashed, as if waiting, calling, seducing Merlin to touch it with his hands.

Merlin knew what this thing was.

This is the "seed" of power given to Morris by the Three Palace Demon. The super-level demon injected this power seed into all the "sons", and Merlin should also have it in her body.

The Great Devil Mephist told Merlin that these power seeds can be transferred.

When one son of Sannomiya kills another, he can absorb these powers to make himself stronger.

In every era, among the numerous sons in the Three Palaces, only one will survive in the end. It will absorb all the power seeds released by the Three Palaces Demon and become a deteriorated version of the Three Palaces Demon. The power it collects will grow with the growth of this only demon prince.

Until that power is truly mature, the demon prince will be swallowed by the three palaces, and the released power will return in a stronger posture.

This is the way the Three Houses can improve their strength. As Mephist said, it is cruel, but very effective. Before Merlin's time, such reincarnation has lasted for countless tens of thousands of years.

"How desperate do you have to accept such things?"

Merlin half-kneeled in front of Morris's body. He looked at the headless corpse. He reached out and took out a seal box bought in Diagon Alley from his pocket. This thing was made by alchemists who were proficient in sealing spells and was specially used to store precious or dangerous magical items.

He carefully reached out his hand, put the shining dark red power fragment into the box, then clasped it tightly, and added a small lock.

Merlin stood up, and after he gathered the fragments of power, Morris's body rotted quickly as if washed by time. After more than ten seconds, only a pile of gray ashes were left on the spot.

The red wand Lora was swung, and a gust of wind blew up, blowing the ashes into the air. It was like a dissipated light, accompanied by Merlin's turn and left, completely dissipating in this scorching underground warehouse.

It represents a life called Morris, which completely disappears here.

It also represents the first battle between Merlin and the Demon Son, which completely ends at this moment.

But he was not happy.

Killing, taking life, and destroying everything is not something that makes people happy.

Outside the dock, Fury pulled the trigger, and the last holy silver bullet shot out, breaking the arm of a half-demon. The pain of the broken limb made the already sane madman roar even more wildly. It rushed towards the two guys in front of him who were trying to stop him from destroying everything. Behind it, more than a dozen half-demons followed it.

Fury threw down his sniper rifle, pulled out his pistol, stood there, and shot a few bullets at the half-demon who was rushing over, exploding its head, but the rest were not scared. They were still roaring, they were still charging.

"It's time to leave!"

Constantine threw out the last grenade, and even without looking at the explosion behind him, she pulled Fury and was about to run away.

As the two of them turned around, a wisp of thundering smoke appeared behind them and quickly condensed into Merlin's body.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Merlin said to Fury, then crossed Fury and blocked Fury and Constantine.

His wrist flipped, and dark red magic poured into Lora's staff, and the top of the wand was shining with a light like a light. A spell was thrown out in Merlin's low chanting.

"impedimenta!(obstacle curse)"

"Bang"

The fastest half-demon was like hitting an invisible wall, and it was stuck to the invisible obstacle, as if it was locked in an invisible obstacle.

This is the obstacle curse.

A spell used to block enemies.

Merlin put away his wand and turned his head to the two people behind him and said:

“Back a little!”

"What are you going to do?"

Constantine, who was holding Fury's arm tightly, asked:

"Are you going to destroy them?"

"I'm a little angry in my heart."

Merlin rubbed his forehead, and the sequelae of using the violent cane still existed. There was a faint red light in his eyes. His body turned into black smoke, roaring towards the imprisoned half-demon in front of him. His voice echoed in the wind:

"I have to release it!"

"boom"

A few seconds later, accompanied by a violent explosion, Merlin drove the magic power, exploding in the black fog like a bomb. More than a half-demons wrapped in the black fog were carried into the air. In the explosion of the magic power, they were like they were thrown into the erupting volcano.

The limbs and the demonic power in the body are detonated, like the most dazzling fireworks illuminating the night.

Fury and Constantine raised their arms to block the violent flash in front of their eyes. After the scorching dazzling flash dissipated, Merlin, who had a slightly pale face, appeared before them again.

“cool!”

Constantine looked at the burning wreckage scattered in the darkness, and he breathed a sigh of relief, then gestured a thumbs-up to Merlin.

Merlin ignored this guy, he looked at Fury and whispered:

"We can all breathe a sigh of relief after the trouble is solved. In addition, sir, I will leave the aftermath to you."

He looked at the pier that had returned to the dead silence in the darkness behind him, and he said:

"Morris' magic and breath remained underground in this pier. Before it dissipated, it was not suitable for anyone to enter. Well, the natural dissipation of magic is estimated to take 1 to 2 months."

"Leave it to me."

Fury nodded calmly, he stretched out his hand, patted Merlin on the shoulder, and said softly:

"Thank you for your hard work tonight."

"I have to solve the trouble I've caused."

Merlin smiled, opened the car door with Fury, and sat in the front row. Constantine sat in the back seat, beside him, Agent Hitville, who was seriously injured and unconscious.

The vehicle slowly started, and amid the harsh sirens sounding in the surrounding night, the four people who had eliminated a disaster left the battlefield.

After a big battle, Merlin, who was a little tired, did not notice. In the back seat, Constantine frequently turned around and looked at the dock surrounded by police behind her.

In the eyes of these third-rate wizards, a hint of curiosity and a hint of desire are shining.

—

Seven days later, outside the completely blocked pier, a yellow taxi parked on the side of the road. Constantine, wearing a yellow windbreaker, opened the car door, lit a cigarette, leaned on the car, and looked at the pier in front.

His appearance is a bit vicissitudes, but his eyes are shining with hesitation.

"John, I heard that this dock is haunted lately. Are you really going there?"

The taxi was a young, slightly fat young man. He opened the window and said to Constantine:

"Or, we'd better go back?"

"Thank you for your concern, Chas."

This driver seemed to be Constantine's friend. It is hard to imagine that a guy like Constantine who hates ghosts would have friends.

And it seems that the two have a good relationship, just like childhood friends.

"But I've made up my mind."

Constantine said to the driver named Chas:

"Go and make money quickly. You just came to New York and you can't always live with me if you need money, and you don't pay the rent."

"Hey, you're right."

Brother Chas smiled silly, and he said to Constantine:

"Then be careful and call me whenever you encounter it, okay? Don't always cause a lot of trouble like we are in the UK. You have a job now and are a decent person. Don't ruin your life anymore."

"You are becoming more and more like my mom! Chas!"

Constantine waved impatiently to his friend:

"Go away! Remember to pick me up at night."

After saying that, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground and walked towards the blocked pier. As he approached the pier, a police officer blocked him.

"Sir, this place is blocked and no one is allowed to enter."

The policeman warned Constantine, who took out a black wallet from his pocket, opened it, and shook his ID in front of the policeman:

"Strategic Crisis Intervention and Logistics Intelligence Services Second-Level Advisor, John Constantine"

Constantine proudly reported to her home, and he said to the policeman:

"I'm a public official too. Open it, sir."
Chapter completed!