Orochi is not a reassuring collaborator.

For his so-called "loyalty", Merlin did not have the slightest trust at all.

But ravens need the strength of a serpent.

And it's not just the big snake, he needs the strength of many people.

For Odin, the war that encompassed the entire World Tree was to preserve Asgard and eliminate the invaders.

For Merlin, the purpose of the war was more pure.

Well, getting back a lovely wife is certainly important, but that's just one of Merlin's sheer goals.

At the level of the Maharaja of Hell, the result of any thing that is designed and planned with heart will not be simple, nor can it be simple.

If you still maintain a tendon in hell, then you will definitely be played to death by that group of snooping old yinbi.

He had to be cautious.

Also had to be cunning.

In the throne room of the wasteland prison, Merlin hovered in front of the large floor-to-ceiling windows, the tail of his black robe falling to the ground, and in the pale sunlight, the Maharaja's back was like a tumbling shadow, enveloping the entire throne room.

His brain was running at high speed.

Thinking over and over again about the chess pieces that have been placed on the chessboard, as well as the cards that can continue to be played in his hand,

"A 'king fried'."

Merlin lifted his finger, a black feather hovering over his fingertips.

In the pale light of hell, the feathers like angelic wings reflected an eerie light.

The Maharaja stared at the black feather in his hand with blue eyes, and he said:

"My dear niece... When will you understand that I am the only one who can help you. As long as you open your mouth, I will definitely do my best to help you. ”

"Merlin."

Just as the Maharaja pondered how to play the next card to achieve the best result, the door to the throne room was pushed open.

Icarus, the Lady of Glasses, the Private Affairs Officer, walked into the hall, and between the swings of her long blue hair, she walked up to Merlin and said to Merlin:

"That weird angel is here again, and she's waiting for you outside the gates of hell."

"Huh?"

Merlin looked back at the glasses lady, and he said in surprise:

"Gabriel?"

"Yes."

The glasses lady piggybacked, dissatisfied, and said:

"What does she think of us here, every once in a while... Do you have some shady relationship with her? Carol will let me keep an eye on you. ”

"What can I have to do with her?"

Merlin said expressionlessly:

"And what's going on with each of you? Are they all on Carol's side? That's what Xuanlan told me last time. ”

The glasses lady lowered her head, interlaced her ten fingers and played with her thumbs, and said like an angry little daughter-in-law:

"Everyone's worried, you have a criminal record."

"Ugh..."

The Maharaja sighed, and his figure disappeared from the throne room, and when he reappeared, he appeared in the canyon outside the gates of the Wasteland Hell.

Sure enough, the archangel Gabriel in a suit was already waiting for him, and she was lying on the crack of the gate of hell, looking towards the wasteland hell, with two large wings flapping behind her, as if curious.

"I said, if you really want to go in and have a look, I'm more than welcome."

Merlin opened his mouth and said:

"Also, are you really idle in heaven? I can allow you to come to me every once in a while. ”

"It's not very idle, recently everyone has been discussing whether to get involved in the battle for the king of hell, a few archangels are arguing fiercely, I have a headache to hear, so I sneak out to breathe."

Gabriel turned back and said to Merlin in a very familiar tone:

"Your Hell is quite chic, unlike other Hells, are you going to wrap your Hell in steel?"

"What you really want to ask about are the wingless angels who work in the temple, right?"

Merlin saw through Gabriel's real doubts at a glance.

He said in a relaxed tone:

"I promised you that I would bring back the banished angels for you, and lo and behold, they are proof of the hard work I have been working on, and the angels from Hades have been brought out, but unfortunately I can't give them back to you."

"Understand, understand."

Gabriel waved his hand, and she said:

"Those sisters have been in the underworld for too long, and with the curse of the Queen of Heaven, they have been polluted, and when they return to heaven, they will enter the reincarnation pool to reshape their bodies, and there is a high chance that their souls will be destroyed."

"Just let them stay with you, but I want you to be nice to them."

The archangel said seriously:

"They've suffered enough."

Merlin didn't answer, he looked at the archangel calmly, waiting for the archangel to tell her true intentions.

It is impossible for a high-ranking archangel to appear in hell for a "walk".

Gabriel's arrival in the wasteland to avoid the prying eyes of the Lords of Hell was not an easy task for her.

"I'm here to deliver something."

Gabriel was not pretentious, she took out a package from her back, turned it up and down in her hand, and threw it to Merlin.

She said:

"You traded this last time for a favor that Heaven owes you, and Randekille was reluctant, but she eventually handed it over."

The package that radiated a warm glow stopped in front of the Maharaja's eyes, as if it had been quickly untied by an invisible hand, revealing what was wrapped in it.

It was a golden bracelet.

It looks like a metal bracelet.

But when the Maharaja's fingers touched it, what he perceived was not the touch of metal, it was very cold, very delicate, more like some kind of ceramic product.

"What is this?"

Merlin frowned, looked at Gabriel, and said:

"Explain, what is this thing?"

"Randekill, that. A weapon made out of Heaven's paving slabs, or something like a purifier. ”

Gabriel crossed her arms, and with the flapping of her wings behind her back, she slowly rose and hovered in the air.

She explained to Merlin:

"This thing can purify the minds of vengeful spirits, free them from the influence of the will of hell, make them more normal, and have a deeper connection and communication with the evil spirit rider itself."

"According to Randekill, as long as the knights wear this bracelet, they can be made sacred again... Well, you may not understand this, after all, you are a hellish creature and cannot understand the workings of the forces of heaven. ”

Gabriel stretched out a finger and flicked her short blonde hair, and she said:

"All you need to know is that when the knight is completely purified, the flames on his body will turn blue! That is the divine posture that the spirit of vengeance, made by my lord himself, should have taken on. ”

"You said you were going to do it for Johnny. Blazer found a way to get along perfectly with Zatanos, and that was it. ”

The Archangel said:

"But Zatanos isn't essentially a pure spirit of vengeance, so I can't guarantee how much of an effect this thing will have."

"Huh?"

The Raven Maharaja's expression became less pretty.

And he took the bracelet in his hand, and said to the archangel,

"We saved your companions and restored the dignity and face of Heaven, and as a result, you fooled me with a defective product that has no guaranteed effect?"

"Ouch, huh?"

A hint of surprise flashed across the archangel's face, and she said with a little anger:

"How can you tarnish people's innocence out of thin air? Merlin, I thought you were different from other hell lords, but I didn't expect you to be a miscellaneous person who sits on the ground! ”

"I'm just telling the truth!"

Merlin said earnestly:

"I'm not going to use my brother as your test subject! You promised, Gabriel, that I'll get the perfect solution for Zatanos and Johnny. ”

"But the problem is, that's the best we can do."

Gabriel snorted.

She said:

"Unless you want my lord to personally perform an 'operation' on Johnny, my lord should not refuse, but the question is, do you dare to let Johnny accept it?"

Merlin didn't answer.

There is no need to answer this question, as long as Johnny's life form at this time is close to God, it will be immediately transformed into a holy light life, and the knight who has just found his lover will probably not be willing to do so.

"Okay, I know you're at a loss for this."

The archangel smiled, reached out and grabbed it in her large wings, took out another golden dagger, and threw it to Merlin.

She said:

"So there's compensation."

"This thing is also made of Heavenly Paving Stones, but it is more inclined to attack, as long as it pierces the body of the Evil Spirit Rider, it can strip the Vengeful Spirit out, and it will make the Vengeful Spirit enter a temporary weakness."

Gabriel said pointedly:

"There's a lot of mad vengeful spirits in Mephistopheles Hell, so I think maybe at some point in the future, you'll need it."

"How do I feel that you are hinting at me going for trouble with Mephistopheles?"

Merlin stroked the graceful, heavenly-style dagger and said:

"You'd love to see me and Mephistopheles clash, right?"

In the face of Merlin's questioning, Gabriel crossed his arms and said generously:

"Don't we say you'll let that big devil go?"

Merlin shook his head.

He put away his bracelet and dagger, and said:

"That's for later."

"We didn't expect you to do it now."

The archangel chuckled, she looked at Merlin, and she said:

"I'm going back to heaven, do you want to stop by the Eternal Embassy for a drink? Maybe we can talk about something else, I mean, the more 'personal' kind..."

"Forget it."

Merlin righteously refused, saying:

"I'm pretty busy right now, and drinking with a lady is forbidden in my house, and I don't want to get myself in trouble anymore."

"So, I won't send you, go all the way."

"Shh

The archangel snapped her fingers, and a pillar of light fell from the sky, enveloping her in it.

On the way back to heaven, she snorted disdainfully.

She said:

"Some hell lords, on the surface, they are beautiful, but secretly they don't even dare to sneak out for a drink with an active lady..."

"Do you need me to remind you?"

Merlin watched Gabriel rise into the sky, and he said:

"You just look like a woman, Lord Gabriel, angels have no gender."

"Oh? Do you really believe this nonsense rumor? ”

The archangel in the light hooked her finger at Merlin, and she said in an ambiguous tone:

"Would you like to try it yourself?"

"Go all the way!"

Merlin stopped talking to the grumpy archangel again, and he disappeared into the canyon.

Meanwhile, on the dome of Mount Doom's mechanical palace, the glasses lady Icarus pushes her glasses, her long blue hair fluttering behind her back, and she carries what looks like a rocket launcher on her shoulder.

In the crosshair of the launcher, Archangel Gabriel was throwing a defiant flying kiss at her.

Obviously, the guy did it on purpose.

This made the glasses lady hate her teeth, but she didn't pull the trigger in the end.

Without a curse like the Silver of Judah, sheer firepower and explosions could not hurt an archangel.

But Icarus was already searching for something of the same nature.

If that angel dares to tease Merlin again, next time, she will definitely suffer a big loss!

"The little wild cat outside wants to climb the wall to get in..."

In the reflection of the pale light of the Hell Wasteland, the glasses lady who was shouldering the responsibility of resisting the little three pushed her glasses, gritted her teeth and said:

"If you dare to hand over your claws again, you will cut them off!"

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The Raven Lord didn't know that so much was going on in his shadows, and in fact, he probably knew, but he wasn't willing to get involved.

That's a dangerous thing, so why make yourself disgraced?

Besides, Archangel Gabriel...

Well, that's really not his type of thing, although the guy's occasional flair is still amazing.

But men still have to focus on their careers.

He doesn't really have much energy to focus on other things right now.

While Merlin was paid by Heaven to discuss with Ghost Knight Johnny about what to do with Zatanos, another quarrel was taking place in the Darkmoon Forest of Alfheim.

In the makeshift palace of the goddess of winter, Scati.

In the deepest part of the Black Ice Temple, built from a tenth of a frozen forest, the sincere and rugged prayers of the frost giants wizards and chieftains.

The goddess of Scati is facing off against Hela, the goddess of death, a member of the Dark Alliance.

The goddess Scati, who was maintained at the age of 16, changed into a thinner black robe, and her face was still covered with a black veil, and her expression could not be seen clearly.

But judging by the way she kept shaking the Winter Scepter in her hand, she was already impatient with the conversation now.

Opposite her, Hela, the 8-year-old goddess of death, did not notice these details.

She was locked at the age of 8, not only her age and strength, but her original mature, rational and cold thinking was also changed too much by the seal of the Time Gem.

A child, although she has the memory of an adult, will still be reckless when she does things.

Like now.

"Smack"

The little Hela with two cute balls in her bun slapped her face on the frozen stone table in front of her.

She stared at Scati viciously, probably to show her emotions and attitude, but the expression on her fat little face could only make people feel cute.

She screamed at Scati:

"I'm running to the limit of my patience! Skaty, you must give me a word today! ”

"What the hell do you want from me..."

"Or Surtr?"