"boom"

The Insight Mothership docked in the stratosphere roared and fired once.

But it was not a cruel purge, it was more like a demonstration.

Amid the bullets and beams of light falling from the sky, dozens of buildings in New York City were riddled with holes and collapsed in the roar.

This picture was completely put into the city's large screen and TV.

The clown is telling the whole city this way, and what he said just now is not a joke.

This time the volley was like firewood filled into the furnace, which turned into a raging fire after fear was ignited, boiling the city in an instant like boiling boiling water.

People are like irritable beasts, anxious and restless by the coming dangers.

The terrible thing hasn't happened yet.

But if the situation continues to worsen, it will happen soon.

"Swish"

Meilin's figure appeared in the sky, and he looked into the insightful mothership floating on the clouds.

Above that cloud, the silver-gray insight mothership was floating there.

This steel-cast creature is like a hundred-eyed giant hovering in the air. The hideous muzzles are like the eyes of giants, constantly splashing the light of judgment to the ground.

And further afield, the three insight motherships on the West Coast are also moving towards this side.

According to the last message sent by Icarus, Hydra built a total of 12 motherships and were displayed all over the world.

The clown now holds the main console, and even if the troubles in New York are solved, he can launch a massacre in other parts of the world at any time.

Destroying a ship won't solve the problem, it will only make things elusive.

To completely solve this problem, we must start from the fundamental point.

"Buzz"

Merlin dissipated the magical aura in his hand. He did not alarm anyone and disappeared into the clouds.

His figure appeared next to a telephone booth in Hell's Kitchen. He picked up the phone and dialed a number.

A moment later, Batman's low voice came from the phone.

"I'm rushing to New York, and it will take some time."

"You drove here?"

Merlin asked:

"Why not take a plane, or call the elves to teleport you over?"

“I have my preparation.”

Batman says:

"I saw what the clown did in New York. Don't be impulsive. Merlin, wait for me to come over and you will take action!"

"Um."

Merlin said:

"I will wait for you. I need your help. I have to make some other preparations."

Merlin and Batman said a few more words, then hung up the phone.

He walked out of the telephone booth and looked around. There was no one on the street, but there was still blood. The wind blew through the messy streets and blew up newspapers and debris on the ground.

The city seemed very quiet in the dust.

But Merlin could feel the uneasiness contained in the city just by sniffing it gently.

How did things get worse to this point?

Merlin shook her head.

His figure disappeared from place, and in the sparkle of twisted light, he appeared in another place.

177 Blick Street.

The sanctuary of the Supreme Master stands here.

But it will only appear when it needs to appear.

Merlin was lucky today. He came here and the sanctuary was right in front of him.

He walked forward and reached out to push the door open.

With the sound of the wooden door clattering, he walked into the sanctuary.

This place is like the last time he arrived, with a very steady carpet on the ground in the antique decoration.

Right in front of the entrance is a wooden staircase leading to the second floor. On the stair platform, there are clean windows that have been wiped, and the sun shines through the windows into the room.

Very quiet.

It is not as quiet as the world.

The room was filled with bookshelf, and the bookshelf was filled with books.

There are also some special collections, all of which are strange things, including cold weapons, medieval muskets, and black cauldrons with oriental style.

And something Merlin hadn't seen before.

There is no doubt that these are all private collections of Supreme Master.

The magical aura shining on it is not only powerful, but also unique.

There seemed to be no one in the huge sanctuary. Merlin walked to the bookshelf and took a book bound by chains, and turned a page with words that he was not familiar with.

It is a bit like the words in Central Asia, but Merlin never has any knowledge similar to it in her memory.

"That's the original Sanskrit."

A gentle voice rang behind Merlin.

He turned around and saw the supreme wizard in a white robe walking out of the beating halo.

The powerful spellcaster was still as he had ever been, without magical fluctuations outside, and looked like an ordinary gentle lady with no hair, clear and deep eyes.

"It originated from the previous era and was dedicated to recording mysterious and dangerous knowledge. The ancient ascetic monks blessed this text with magic, and those who were not recognized could not."

The Supreme Master took the book from Merlin and put it back on the bookshelf, she said:

"This world is not complete, so it is unable to evolve such words..."

"You haven't heard of it as normal. In a while, well, in a year or two, these words can be printed into this world."

The Supreme Master smiled at Merlin and flicked her fingers.

The space where the two were moved quietly. Merlin felt a flash of eyes and appeared in another quiet room.

He sat on a wooden chair, holding a cup of fragrant tea in his hand.

The Supreme Master, while kneeling not far away, was gathering the tea leaves with elegant movements.

At her hand, there was an exquisite sandalwood stove burning, spreading the fragrance that could condense and calm the spirit throughout the room.

"So, why did you come? Merlin."

The Supreme Master focused on the movements at hand, and she asked without raising her mouth:

"Have you made a decision to resolve the crisis in this world with your own withdrawal? Or just say goodbye to me?"

“I won’t quit.”

Merlin put down the teacup in his hand and said seriously:

"Only in this story, I am Merlin Riley."

"very good."

The Supreme Master raised his head, she smiled at Merlin, and said with appreciation:

"It seems you've grasped the point of the problem, it's great."

"But since you have made a decision, it means you are here to say goodbye to me?"

“Not it.”

Merlin put his hands on his knees and said in a deep voice:

"I'll ask for your help, Supreme Supreme, I want to ask you to help this city..."

"I am not afraid to fight evil, I have made up my mind to finish everything today, but this city..."

“It has become a battlefield, and once the war begins again, millions of people will be killed by me, I hope…”

"Oh, I understand what you are going to do."

The Supreme Master nodded and said:

"The evildoers may not care about the casualties of innocent people. They will be honored by more blood, but those who are on duty cannot do so. Compared to pure victory, the pursuit of protection is obviously more important."
To be continued...