Merlin swallowed nervously, his body urging him to move back, the faster the better!

But... something is looking at him. It should be that there are many things, things that cannot even be called human beings, staring at him, sizing him up, and digging into him with their own spirits.

The little boy's face turned pale. He looked at his "father" in fear, only to find that he turned his head stiffly and looked at him almost in a daze. There was a gap between his eyebrows, blood spattered everywhere, and there was a gaping hole in the middle.

He opened a pure black eyeball. He took a moment to get used to the blood-stained eye socket, and then looked at himself intently.

"What the hell are you!" Merlin was startled, his steps became unsteady, and he stumbled to the ground, "No... don't come here!"

A pool of sticky saliva dripped from the corner of Sheldon's mouth, his eyes were dull, and the eye in the center of his forehead was slightly narrowed, without blinking, just looking at him in fear. Merlin quickly turned his head and saw behind

Anthony and William were just like Laurent who became strange at first. They also had an eye that did not belong to them open on their foreheads, their necks twisted unnaturally towards him, and their pure black pupils remained motionless.

Looking at myself.

"What the hell is going on!" Marquez almost collapsed again, fear filled his heart, "I want to go back...Why can't Laurent make the ending happen even after he got the divine blood?"

Become beautiful..."

"Things are in trouble...God now uses the power of the runes created by Laurent to legitimately descend on this world." Merlin's tone was also very frightening, "But what He controls

The ability is the same as ours, I’m afraid He will definitely not let us go back to the past smoothly.”

"Then what should we do? What happened to Sheldon and the others?"

Nightmare calmly concluded: "Since they are dead, there is no need to worry about them anymore. Take care of yourself. This is likely to be the main way for the incomplete [Episode of Didamo] to manifest in the world."

Suddenly, everyone around him stretched out his hands, stiffly parted his lips, and hissed, a hollow sound came from the depths of his throat filled with the smell of blood: "Merlin...Merlin

...Merlin!"

"No, don't come here!" Merlin shouted loudly, just to make himself less afraid, "Get out of here!"

Hearing the boy's shout, he waved his delicate little hands from top to bottom, and blazing magic bullets were swung out from between them. Magic lines emerged from under Merlin's skin, pouring all the hot magic into the magic bullets! Powerful!

The recoil produced by the magic ball made him fall back involuntarily. The roaring wind was completely wiped out by the magic bullet, which hit Laurent on the head.

Snap!

Laurent's chin suddenly lifted up, and his head was instantly covered in blood and flesh. His gray hair was lifted off by the magic bullet, and even his skull was burned into ashes by the hot torrent. Half of the flesh and blood shrank,

The smell of burnt meat floated up into the sky along with the blood mist. The liquid in the eyeballs was instantly dried, and the eye sockets sunk in the blink of an eye. The loose skin began to crack and dry, peeling off the surface one by one.

The magic bullet hit his head, and was immediately bounced off his skull and fell to the ground, causing a cloud of fly ash. Huge flames shot up into the sky, and a scorching whirlwind washed away everything about Laurent.

But it couldn't stop him. No matter how serious the injury was, the eyeballs opened between his brows were still undamaged at all. The pupils composed of endless black rings stared deeply and peacefully at the angry and frightened Merlin, with bloody flesh.

There was no wave in his eyes at all.

"Mei...Lin..."

The zombies that were burned to ashes leaked fishy words intermittently, and the ensuing magic bullets even broke Laurent's chest. Even so, the wind pouring into his chest still formed this unforgettable name.

"Uh, uh!"

Merlin opened his eyes wide and turned his head sharply. Someone was holding his shoulders, and there were more than one! He only felt that his body had lost power, becoming stiff and shrunken bit by bit. The control of his body

As he retreated rapidly, his soul and body were almost separated, and the sticky coldness licked his still warm soul.

His body was grabbed by all the "three-eyed men" present. Laurent grabbed his hands, Anthony squeezed his shoulders, William grabbed his feet, and Sheldon dug away

His eyes filled with tears. The smelly and rusty smell continued to pour into Merlin's nostrils, and his eyes gradually

It reflected the pure black pupils that were getting bigger. And behind them, a thick layer of flesh film had grown on the [Eye of Reality], and the thick blood was flowing quickly or slowly from the bottom of the flesh.

dripping down. The power of time is truly manifesting itself in the dilapidated lost paradise.

"Father" is looking at him. No, it is "He" in the center of his forehead who is looking at him.

Tears caused by dryness oozed out of Merlin's eyes, moistening the dry skin, sliding down his chin, and finally falling down on the back of his neck. He could see the black circles in his pupils that were constantly wriggling and twisting. They

Layers upon layers, looping back and forth, flipping up and down and back and forth from time to time, and there seems to be something more mysterious hidden in the depths of these rings.

【Merlin...Merlin...Merlin!】

The echoes hit Merlin's soul, and the boy's lifeless eyes suddenly brightened. He began to cry out in pain and struggled, but he couldn't leave this damn place. His hands shot out threads of time, and he tried to return.

Went there, but didn't receive any response.

The center of Merlin's forehead was itching, and immediately there was a dull pain. After taking a breath, there was an even stronger sharp pain. His skin and flesh were stretched open, and the sounds coming from his body could be felt even without ears.

Crunch...crunch...poof!

Something emerged from his forehead. At that moment, in the one eye in front of Merlin, the black rings shrank and faded one by one, revealing the truest appearance of the pupil one by one. The chaotic black became clear and deep.

,

Chains were intertwined in his eyes. He tried to see clearly what was locked between the chains, but he could only see the golden light and the bright red figure in the center, and his vision quickly dimmed.

Consciousness gradually retreats to the deepest part of the sea of ​​consciousness.

When Merlin woke up, there was only a clear blue in front of him, and there was nothing else. He could not speak, he had lost his lips. He could not breathe, because he had lost his nasal cavity. He could not listen, because

His ears were also missing. He could only observe, and all he could observe was a quiet, damn blue.

While calling Merlin, Marquez turned his head to look, because his wrists and ankles were suspended by an illusory thread. He didn't know where he was now, nor what he should do now.

He is on the dial of a big clock, and his limbs have become the hands of the clock. Time and space are now stagnant. These threads that hang him on the big clock are exactly the threads of time that he uses repeatedly. It helps

William killed the bishop of the "Primitive Sect" and also helped Laurent obtain the divine blood from the Miracle Stone. But it was this thread of time that became the rope that bound him in time.

Merlin struggled to break away, and his limbs were bleeding from these thin lines. Endless pain immediately flowed into his mind. He could only witness the blood on his body falling drop by drop on the blue ground.

.As soon as the blood fell to the ground, bright red ripples appeared. When the ripples disappeared, his blood disappeared without a trace.

what to do......

Marquez, or Merlin now, didn't know what to do. Confusion filled his heart. He was tied to a big bell and just stayed there in an illusion. He wanted to use the power of his time.

, but everything seemed to have lost contact with him. He was the only one in the depths of time. Moreover, the thread of time that hung his limbs seemed to be getting tighter and tighter.

Merlin looked into the depths of the azure space, his eyes so dull that he seemed to have lost the motivation to do anything. In other words, he was just a complete bystander.

At this time, the blue space began to vibrate violently. Merlin raised his head, only to find that a voice sounded faintly from his soul, and it became louder and louder!
Chapter completed!