The gates of hell are opened in the angelic kingdom.

Despite being in the Void and not in the real world, Merlin is the Lordship of Hell, symbolically equivalent to an absolute sign to Hell.

Therefore, after a lot of wasted effort, a stable portal opened in front of Archangel Haven's palace.

Filled with ominous, dark red streamers make up the outline of the Gates of Hell.

Tumbling, sulfur-smelling energy tumbled and swirled in the outline of the door, and the shining reflections of the stars of reality looked like a halo of light.

Higher up on the Throne of the Machines, Haven was standing on the edge of the throne platform, looking down as the priests of the Mechanicus used various rune-engraved instruments to stabilize and expand the portal.

Under the golden helmet, there was no sorrow or joy on her beautiful face.

But there is certainly no smile.

"I've issued the order."

Between the streamers flying behind him, the archangel's white wings stretched for a moment, and then closed again.

She looked back at the Raven Maharaja behind her, who was standing by the throne that belonged to the Angel Queen, as if admiring the stone sculpture that looked like a work of art, which had been built 3,000 years ago.

It also retains a strong heavenly style, and behind the throne it is not an ordinary backrest, but an angelic figure with open wings and compassion.

It's religious.

"The angels of the entire kingdom are gathering to the royal court, but it will take time, and we can't just evacuate."

Haven crossed his waist and said to Merlin:

"We are in the ruling class in this world, and even if we want to leave, we must ensure that the order of this world can continue to function..."

"If you want to take away the wealth you have accumulated for thousands of years, just say it, don't be so hypocritical, you have to find a high-sounding reason."

Merlin straightened his back, and with his back to the archangel, he said:

"There's no need to beat around the bush, I don't have morals, I'm a hellish creature, so I can understand."

"Tsk."

The archangel was not angry, she flicked her tongue and made a strange sound, she said:

"You may not be an orthodox hellish creature, but when you speak, you really hate them as much as they do."

"It can't be helped, it's been like this for a long time in hell."

The Raven Lord snorted, he turned to look at the Angel Queen, and he said:

"I'm only responsible for taking you out without alarming the Asgardians, and as for what you're going to do when you're out, it doesn't matter to me, oh, by the way, Gabriel is waiting for you over there."

Merlin waved open a small door to hell that could only be passed through by one person, and he said to Haven:

"Come with me to meet her and hand over the final work."

Haven did not reject this.

Merlin needs to fulfill his promise to heaven, and Haven wants to return to the real world urgently.

The two hit it off, and the smooth process made the Raven Lord feel incredible.

Seriously, he thought he would have to fight the archangel or summon a few legions from Hell to scare some of these pampered angels.

"What are you going to do with the angels who have been reincarnated in this world, and the wingless ones?"

As Haven passed through the gates of hell, Merlin whispered:

"They don't theoretically belong to heaven, they were shaped by the reincarnation pools you created in this world, and unlike you, they don't have a sincere belief in heaven."

"I'll take everything that has wings."

Haven said in a businesslike tone:

"After I go back, I also need a faction of my own to have a certain say in the collective of the archangels, and as for those untouchables who have no wings, if you want them, take them away."

"Wow."

The Lord of Hell uttered an exaggerated exclamation, saying:

"That's a big bunch of people, are you sure you're going to give them up like that? I mean, if you take them back and wash them in the reincarnation pool in Heaven, you might even be able to transform into Star Angels or something. ”

"Do you think I don't want to?"

Hywin sneered, her slender golden nails moving, and she said:

"But no one knows my brothers and sisters better than I do, and they will not allow this to happen, pure faith is one thing, the unbelievers are not allowed to enter heaven, and the right to speak and power is the other."

Haven stretched her wings, and she said:

"Nominally, they are all in the service of the Lord, but no one is required to dedicate oneself to one's faith without seeking personal power... Heaven also has a political one. ”

She looked at the swirling gates of hell in front of her, and she said sadly:

"I used to be too upright, and I saw faith as everything, but I neglected to believe in my Lord... Shade. ”

"If 3,000 years ago, I could have had a few more allies with bound interests, and my sisters and I would not have fallen to the point we are now."

"The most regrettable thing is that I have been in this world for a long time to understand this truth. When everyone around you has their own little Jiujiu, you have to be a fanatic, and naturally no one will like to play with you. ”

After some profound emotion, Haven gathered his wings, stretched his long legs, and stepped into Merlin's hell gate.

In the midst of light and shadow, Haven appeared in the canyon outside the Gates of Hell in the wasteland.

The place was an extension of the wasteland, and it didn't have the "greed" of the wasteland itself, and it was also the place where Merlin used to receive other "guests".

When the Raven Lord returned to the wasteland, he saw Haven hugging Gabriel.

The two archangels were like long-lost sisters, hugging each other, with tears streaming down their faces, and exchanging their hearts, looking happy, so that the more emotional ones were about to cry.

However, what Haven said just now also made Merlin question Gabriel's actions in a certain way.

Perhaps the purpose of this dashing-looking archangel asking Merlin to take back these exiled angels was not pure.

Perhaps, as Haven said, even in heaven, the archangels who serve the Lord have their own political positions.

Perhaps, Gabriel not only felt guilty about her sisters in the past, but she also wanted to find another political ally for herself.

Huh...

Merlin shook his head slightly.

He had seen enough of this political trick when he was on earth, and he had no intention of delving into it any further, regardless of Gabriel's true purpose, in short, the man had been saved.

The rest of the matter has nothing to do with him anymore.

"The spear of fate will soon be in your hands, raven."

Gabriel flapped her wings and flew forward, hovering in front of Merlin, to whom she said:

"After Haven and her sisters return to Heaven's arms, the whole of Heaven will be grateful to you for it, and you have brought it back for us..."

"Don't say these polite words."

Merlin waved his hand, and he said:

"It's all business."

"But with all due respect, your Haven sisters have changed so much in the last 3,000 years, and with the way they act today, they want to reintegrate into heaven... Next, you probably have some of them. ”

"Is there anything in the world that is easier to do?"

Gabriel didn't care, and replied in a gentle tone:

"There is no earth, there is no hell, and there is no heaven of course, but it is worth it. It's worth it, both for the Supreme Lord and for us humble servants. ”

"Okay."

The Maharaja nodded, and he said to Gabriel:

"Then I'll wait for the moment when the Spear of Destiny will be sent, and then, I won't disturb the reunion between your sisters, I have some other things to deal with, so I'm not far away."

With that, Merlin's figure disappeared into the narrow canyon, and Gabriel watched the orange light disappear into the hazy air.

Behind her, Archangel Haven flapped her wings and flew up, she hovered behind Gabriel, and she said:

"I've fantasized countless times in that place of exile that my hometown would send someone to fetch us home, but even in my wildest fantasies, I never imagined that you would hire a Lord of Hell..."

"Are you thinking too far ahead? Or am I too old-fashioned to keep up with the changes in this crazy world? ”

Gabriel looked at the wasteland prison, and she replied softly:

"Actually, everything is the same as 3,000 years ago, and we don't communicate directly with the Lords of Hell, but Merlin is different."

"The Lord is very attentive to him, and he may soon become the master of hell, so it does not hurt us humble servants to make friends with him in advance."

"Alright, let's not talk about that."

The archangel looked back at Haven, the sister's lack of faith, which made Gabriel frown.

She said to Haven:

"Follow me to the reincarnation pool first and reshape your body, people without faith have no place in our hometown."

"I think I'm pretty good right now."

Haven shrugged his shoulders and said:

"Everything follows a fair trade, everything has a price, there is so much more freedom than before, I... It is now understandable why Lucifer fell. Those good desires, the things we call sin..."

"Don't talk about it here, if you need a reason, think of it as a deal."

Gabriel said softly:

"Wash away the depraved body, and the reward is to take back your power in heaven... Delineate the boundaries of thinking with reason, leave enough space for faith, whether it is a disguise, or a sincere return to heaven. ”

"Remember, my sister, that the Lord is merciful, and He does not care about these things. Merlin's appearance was an opportunity for everyone to take the eternal war to the next stage. ”

"Your return will make Heaven stronger, but if you let your desires run wild and turn yourself into the next Lucifer, then... Your ending is not destined to be too good. ”

"You can continue to make deals, and continue to maintain the justice and rules of your heart, but you must remember that all this is the will of our Lord. Well, take this as my first reminder to welcome you back..."

The archangel stretched out her hand and summoned a pillar of light to heaven, and she smiled at Haven, saying:

"Anyway, welcome home, my sister."

"Come with me, everyone has prepared a grand celebration for you in Heavenly Mountain, and everyone is waiting for you."

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Europe, Romania, Bucharest.

This is an ancient city that is still shrouded in mystery in this day and age, and in the daylight, the city is no different from other cities in the world, with high-rise buildings, crowds, and full of life and energy.

The people who live in it are running for their own lives, and everyone has their own joys and sorrows.

This weather-beaten city has a lot of chic landscapes that you won't see anywhere else.

However, once the day is over and the night begins, the city becomes more "lively" when the lights are on, and of course, this excitement has nothing to do with the vast majority of people.

This excitement is reserved for creatures other than humans.

Romania, get acquainted with the country anew.

Not only is it inhabited by humans, but it is also the seat of the legendary Vampire Holy See, and most of the famous and legendary vampires in history have an inseparable relationship with this place.

Dracula spent much of his long life in Romania, and the family of the Supreme Duke also had large estates in Romania before being driven away by the Soviets with artillery bombs.

It is one of the most chaotic places in the European wizarding world, and the Ministry of Magic has very limited influence here.

In the shadow of the behemoth of the Vampire Curia, there are many, many rats roaming around, and the dark wizards who are hunted by the Aurors and witchers often take refuge in Romania, and from there smuggle them into the freer and more chaotic Albania.

The activities of the aliens are also rampant here.

The re-established Second Demon Dynasty in North America has been trying to establish a foothold in Romania, but His Majesty's plot is currently being very difficult.

The vampires who are quite powerful in the alien world do not want to see Xia Qila's power grow stronger.

The collapse of the Demon Dynasty had something to do with vampires, and no one wanted an old rival to come back to life.

Of course, none of this matters.

At least for Stephen who travels here. Strange is not important.

He was also interested in this ancient knowledge, but he still maintained his interest if he could survive the current sudden hunt.

"Whoosh"

The green light grazed Strange's body and slammed into the corner of the abandoned alley in the suburbs, and the dangerous Death Reminder Charm almost smashed on the Wild Mage, but the swift Strange escaped death with the Transfiguration Charm.

In the next second, he appeared on the roof next to the dark alley, waving the crystal wand in his hand, and a dark green light shot out.

A sharp counterattack knocked a dark wizard on a broomstick and let out a shrill laugh to the ground.

The curse was swift and accurate, and as the rampant dark wizard fell to the ground, the other bastards who wanted to rush out to hunt seemed to be frightened.

The entire dark alley where ghosts and wolves were howling was eerily quiet at this moment.

But the danger has not passed.

Strange hid in the shadows of the rooftop, carefully sensing his surroundings, a trap had been set against him, and at least 10 dark wizards and an indefinite number of aliens had joined the hunt.

He must find a way to leave, or take out all of his opponents before he gets seriously injured.

Otherwise, the strange life he just started would end in this dirty dark alley.

"Luckily..."

Strange touched his fanny pack, and he pulled something rolled up from it.

In the darkness, a glint flashed in the Wild Mage's eyes.

"I'm glad I brought this..."

He unfolded the thing and draped it behind his back, and he patted the thing and whispered:

"Fly, fly! We crush them from the air! ”

The corners of the red cloak draped behind Strange curled up, as if he had a consciousness of his own, and patted the nomage on the cheek.

"Don't make a fuss! Serious point. ”

The wild mage waved his hand and threw a shield, and he said to his cloak:

"There's a fight, help!"

"Huh"

The next moment, Strange's figure soared into the sky.

More than a dozen brilliant spells also smashed on the roof at his feet like a burst rainbow, and in the sound of bricks and tiles crackling, the battle to the death began again.

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