Shadow of the Beautiful World

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Outside the city of South Dalbat, on the cliffs of cold and dangerous snow mountains, a crisp weapon clash sounded in the heavy snow.

The long sword in Demian's hands crossed the arc and wanted to break Merlin's defense, but when the blade fell, he was once again blocked by Merlin's extremely short sleeved sword with a precise grid.

His wrists were swung outwards, and just as the result of the previous dozen of attacks, Demian's offensive was destroyed, and the whole person stepped back several steps.

Merlin only defended and did not attack, and with only one hand of his left arm, he perfectly blocked Demian's offensive from time to time.

This undoubtedly made Demian feel frustrated.

Demian now feels a little weak because of the magic that is circulating in the body, and the child's breathing has become heavier.

Fortunately, these few minutes of attack made him feel that his cold body was warming up, but he would not be affected by the surrounding environment for the time being. But this is not a good thing in the snowy mountains. The increase in body temperature means the consumption of heat. In this cold climate, if Demian cannot break Merlin’s defense before the physical exhaustion, then what follows is that Rapid temperature loss.

There is no doubt that it will endanger his life.

"Do you feel you are going to lose? Boy."

Merlin shook his left hand, Xiu Jian pulled out a roaring wind breaking sound in the air, he said sarcastically:

"Your grandfather hasn't told you, in this case, once you feel like you're going to lose, then you really lose."

"what!"

Merlin's taunting talent is simply outstanding. This sentence made Demian's thinking just calm down become intense again. The child stepped forward with a fist in his right hand and dragged a long sword in his left hand. His figure was approaching the extreme at this moment. The whistling fist hit the Merlin’s arm fiercely, while the long sword in the other hand, From the other direction, swing towards Merlin's waist from bottom to top.

This is a very good strategy.

Whether Merlin wants to block his fist or his blade, it will make his one-handed defense vulnerable.

Demian himself knew that relying on him, there was no way to defeat Merlin.

But he also knew that in this completely unfair battle, as long as Merlin's defense was broken, or he was forced to make an offensive move, even if he won!

"Elf ghost."

Merlin laughed and faced the offensive attacking from both directions almost simultaneously. He waved his left arm, ignoring Demian's fist, but blocked the child's long sword once again.

When the sleeve sword and the blade collided, Merlin's wrist shook strangely, and a force of shock was transmitted along the long sword to Demian's wrist, and then the child's body, letting his hands attack at the same time, The body balance, which is difficult to maintain, is completely destroyed.

"Snapped"

Just before the fist touched Merlin's body, the unbalanced Demian fell into the cold snow.

"Ha, you lost."

Merlin crouched down and looked at Demian who had climbed up from the snow. He smiled and said:

"Do you want to continue playing? It's interesting to watch you fall over and over again."

"what!"

Demian screamed and thrust the sword into Merlin's head, but this time, Merlin fought back.

His right hand flicked up and hit Demian on the wrist holding the sword. With a slight pinch of his left hand, he pinched the edge of the decorative sword, and then in a flick, the sword was thrown towards Under the cliff in the distance.

Demian, who had lost his weapon, did not stop there. Instead, he roared and continued to pounce on Merlin. He clenched his fists, and like a crazy tiger, bombarded Merlin's abdomen.

While playing, he let out a heartbreaking howl.

It is no longer like a fight at all, but a pure vent.

Under Merlin's deliberate guidance, Demian, who was already very tired, finally couldn't hide the pain and daze in his heart. At the moment when the wall of indifference collapsed, he was like a child who could not control his emotions. Out of control.

"Ahhhhhh"

He was like a boxer, hitting Merlin's waist and abdomen, which was the highest point he could touch.

Merlin stood upright, allowing Demian to "beat" him with his fists.

Eh, for Merlin, which can be atomized, this pure physical attack is meaningless, he can't even feel a trace of pain.

He looked down at the howling Demian. This precocious child had received too much knowledge and teaching that should not be touched by the child since he was a child. He learned to hide his true emotions very early. Lars Al Gul will Demian is regarded as his true successor, and his kind of ardent hope has put him under heavy pressure since childhood.

This is a child without childhood...

Facing the death of his loved one, he didn't even know what method to use to deal with the sudden sadness.

And without the leader who has been teaching him, his heart is at a loss for the future, and it has accumulated too much pressure in his heart.

He needs to vent all these pressures.

Just like now.

"Call, call"

In the cold snowy mountains, there was no bystander except Merlin. In such a quiet atmosphere, Demian no longer continued to disguise his calmness. He was breathless, but he was still waving his fists, like training hard. Like a boxer.

"Okay, boy."

Merlin held out his hand and put it on Demian's shoulder, but he was thrown away by the sensitive child.

He stared at Merlin fiercely, his eyes were red, tears were twirling in his eyes, but he was stubbornly unwilling to show his weakness.

"Do not touch me!"

Demian screamed, like a hedgehog.

But Merlin ignored the child's fierce resistance. He held out his hand, firmly, and stubbornly embracing the constantly struggling Demian into his arms, just like comforting Eric who couldn't sleep because of the thunderstorm in the night.

He patted Demian's back, and he whispered:

"It's okay, it's okay, boy, it's gone."

"Do not touch me!"

"You let me go!"

"Merlin, I order you, let go!"

Demian struggled constantly in Merlin's arms, but the strength of the struggle was getting weaker and weaker. In the cold snowy mountains, he felt the warm temperature of Meilin's body. With the instinct of his body, the tired Demian finally became quiet. Down.

On his face, the tears that had been accumulated were finally uncontrollable, and they flowed so crazy.

"He's gone... woo, he just left like that."

Like all the sad and sad children, in tears, the young Master Demian said indistinctly:

"I was not prepared at all, he saved."

"He said let me protect my mother and let me protect myself. He told me not to think about him and bravely move on."

"I can't do it, woo."

"I can't do it, I don't know what to do, no one has taught me, no one told me how to face all this. Isn't he never going to lose? Why? Why did he fail...Why did he Will be defeated? Ooo, this is not true, this is not..."

Merlin listened to Demian's confusing cries, the content was not important, what was important was the kind of emotion that came out.

As Merlin guessed, when Master Ninja died suddenly, he was completely unprepared to face Demian who had left with his loved ones.

As he said, from small to large, Master Ninja will arrange everything for him, all he has to do is to train, train, and train again. Do everything possible to train yourself into the most dangerous weapon.

And at the moment when Lars Al Gore died, Demian suddenly discovered that he seemed to have nothing but fighting.

He has far more power than his peers, but he is still unable to be immune to this instinctive mood swing.

A person he thought would never leave him disappeared so suddenly, which would inevitably make a child like him feel difficult to adapt to, and the collapse of the undefeated idol also made Demian at a loss.

"It's okay, boy."

Merlin patted Demian's back rhythmically. He whispered to Demian:

"When relatives die, we can feel pain, discomfort, and sorrow. We can accept our cowardice and sorrow. We can tell ourselves that no one will win forever. This is all right."

"No one will force you to continue to be a warrior in this situation...you can cry, you can miss him, you can also resent him suddenly leaving you, but the child, whether he is a good person or a bad person, Whether it is a hero or a villain, believe me, he loves you all."

Merlin breathed a sigh of relief. He stretched out his hand and put it on Demian's shoulder. His body was straight, and he was sobbing in front of his eyes. Demian was like a little cat on his face. He said:

"I also believe that you are doomed not to disappoint him... your grandfather told me that you will be a legend rising tomorrow. Now I believe... as long as you can walk firmly and find your own The road to heroes, then you can definitely become the legend of tomorrow."

"Just like your grandfather... remembered by the world, of course, don't learn the bad side of his character, I mean, he has many advantages, such as never lying, such as firmness, such as calmness and overall view, etc. Wait."

Merlin took the black sleeved sword left by Master Ninja out of his pocket. In this cold snow, where the inaccessible places fell, he fixed the sleeved sword to Demian's left arm little by little. .

At the moment when the last clasp was fastened, Demian learned Merlin's appearance. The **** of his left hand moved slightly, accompanied by a bright spring sound, and a sharp blade popped out of the cuff.

"He left you his master logo."

Merlin said to Demian with her head down:

"This represents his expectation of you. Compared to your mother, you are his real legacy. But Demian, this is the expectation of Master Ninja, but it is not the yoke of your life..."

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to inherit all of this, I mean... your life is still very long, don't make such a hasty decision."

Merlin said to Demian:

"It’s better to go to other parts of the world to see how other children are living. Go and see your father...Although he doesn’t know about your existence, I believe he will Like your grandfather, pour unreserved love on you."

"Of course, based on my understanding of Bruce, there may be a period of break-in between you two."

"that..."

Demian retracted the sleeve sword, he wiped the tears from his face, he looked at Merlin:

"Will you go with me? Will mom go too?"

"Ok."

Merlin nodded. He took out a thick velvet cloak and draped it on Demian. He and the child stood on the edge of a snowy mountain cliff, overlooking the only one silhouette of South Darbat City in the snow, he whispered. :

"I will go to Gotham with you..."

"After all, there are still unresolved things waiting for me there."

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While Merlin patiently enlightened Young Master Demian, there was another matter closely related to him in another secret place.

This is a very bad thing.

"Your Excellency Daniel, the results of the actual analysis of the "Dragon" serum have come out."

In the bright laboratory, a researcher handed over a document to a tall, thin, middle-aged man with very simple, black round-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose and short gray hair on his head.

The middle-aged man with a strong researcher temperament took the file and flipped through a few pages, his expression became a little playful.

After a moment, he said:

"The performance of "Dragon" serum is in line with our expectations, but it seems to be worse than the real mature super soldier we imagined. Some of its data does not seem to be so stable."

"It should be, Lord Daniel"

The researcher with the black skull octopus badge on his arm quickly replied:

"After all, what we get is just an initial research result. We can't even figure out the principle of the biological fusion of the'Dragon' serum."

"And the amount of dragon blood in our hands is not large enough to support our continued research, but judging from the current performance of the experimental body "Knell", the potential of the "dragon" serum is great. Once we enter the deep research You can fully discover its potential in a short time."

"Ok..."

The middle-aged man called Lord Daniel put down the file in his hand. He reached out and pushed the pair of round glasses that looked like the product of the last era. After thinking for a few seconds, he said:

"Then continue to study. I will allocate sufficient research funds to you and an independent laboratory. The period of your research... 24 months, is it enough?"

"enough."

The researcher who was worried just now was completely relieved at this moment.

In the research system of Hydra, Lord Daniel can be said to be the big man who holds the lifeblood of these researchers. After obtaining the approval of Lord Daniel, the "Dragon" serum plan that just completed the first-stage trial, finally will not Encountered the risk of dying.

"Uh, there is one more thing, His Excellency Daniel."

The researcher hesitated and finally told the head boss the trouble at hand.

In the somewhat impatient gaze of His Excellency Daniel, the researcher quickly stated the whole story.

"The recovered ‘Knell’s body’ recovered a few hours ago, and he asked us to inject him with a higher concentration of ‘Dragon’ serum, but...”

"Then give him an injection!"

Daniel waved his hand carelessly. He said calmly:

"Just think of this as data collection for a two-stage biological experiment. As for the mercenary whose brain is abnormal... he is our friend, isn't he?"

"How can we refuse a friend's request cruelly?"

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