(I seemed to have called the name of the great god Osiris wrong before... I have sinned, so don't blame me. I don't know much about Egyptian mythology. I'm sorry, everyone.)

"Help!"

At the moment the noise started, Du Pengde, who was sitting in the driver's seat, heard Deadpool's scream in a trance.

He looked back at the motel with a little unbearable feeling and just threw Deadpool there, which seemed not good.

Although Deadpool made a mistake first,...

"What? Do you want to accompany him?"

Zatanna's voice rang in the carriage, and the magician said in disdain:

"You men can't walk when they see a beautiful woman, right? If you want to accompany him, you can leave this car for me... and then you can go to die."

"No, I don't, I'm not!"

Du Pengde hurriedly explained:

"I just think, we're throwing Mr. Deadpool there, some..."

"That was asked by him."

Zatanna's tone was filled with a hint of revenge, she said:

"If he acted with us, there would be no such thing as this. He made a mistake first. Let's go, Dupend, let's go back to New York."

"Uh, OK."

Du Pengde stepped on the accelerator, and the black car quickly merged into the night.

The New York driver took a look at the photo of his wife Geeta who was placed on the dashboard.

He shook his head, trying to throw some images out of his mind.

"You're thinking about Princess Xia Ke, right?"

Zatanna's faint voice recalled in the back seat:

"Even if you look at your wife's photos, you can't erase the image of that woman, right? Haha, man..."

"I..."

Du Pengde wanted to refute it in embarrassment.

But what Zatanna said was the facts that made him unable to refute them at all.

"You can't blame you."

The magician said coldly:

"You are just an ordinary person. Facing a succubus like Xia Kezhe, not falling into it immediately means that you are determined."

"The influence of natural charm will take some time to dissipate. It is best for you to live outside alone during this period... If you shout Xia Kezhai's name in front of your wife, then you will be done."

"OK."

Du Pengde nodded.

Although Miss Zatanna is a little cold and likes to point out people, she is indeed a good person.

"That sarcophagus..."

Du Pengde glanced curiously at the purple sarcophagus placed under the back seat, and said:

“Which is?”

"What Merlin wants."

Zatanna leaned against the chair, her eyes closed, as if she was resting, she said:

"You are also someone who has followed Merlin, so you don't need to hide these things from you... Merlin is about to return to the world, and this sarcophagus is a very important part."

"But I can't tell you more about the rest, you should understand, this is for your own good."

"Well, I can understand."

Du Pengde was also an agent of SHIELD, and he knew the importance of keeping confidentiality.

He didn't ask any more. At this dusk, he drove all the way to the nearest airport, carrying Miss Zatanna and the purple sarcophagus.

Mr. Merlin is coming back...

This news is really a relief for someone who trusts Mr. Merlin like this.

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Several hours later, as the night fell, Zatanna returned to New York.

She has a safe house here, just where she and Icarus know it, right in the high-end residential area of ​​Manhattan.

Miss Magic did not attract anyone's attention. She opened the door with her sarcophagus, but there was already someone waiting for her in the safe room.

A female angel wearing a black suit, sitting on the sofa, wearing black framed glasses, and a pair of black wings.

When Zatanna opened the door, the angel sitting there drinking coffee turned his head and waved to the surprised lady magician:

"Hi, Zatanna."

“???”

Miss Magician's eyes widened.

She asked:

"Merlin? Why are you in a woman's body?"

“….”

Merlin rolled her eyes helplessly, and she said to Zatanna:

"Really? This is the first question I asked when I met?"

"I'm just curious."

Miss Magician waved her hand, and the sarcophagus floating in the air was sent into the room. She closed the door and walked to Merlin in amazement.

She circled the angel's body twice, and she said maliciously:

"It's great...when walking on the street, there will definitely be many men who will pay attention to you."

"Okay, I'll explain it again."

Merlin put down her coffee cup and she said to Zatanna:

"First of all, I need a body to move in the present world. It has nothing to do with strength, just because of the sequelae after I cut my soul."

"The sunlight will make me very painful..."

"Secondly, in the wasteland, it's already hard for me to find a body that can carry the soul."

Merlin shrugged, and she walked towards the sarcophagus that was placed on the ground, she said:

"In the end...this is probably the last time I borrowed Luther's body, so don't care about the matter itself, it makes no sense."

Merlin stroked the purple sarcophagus, and she felt the special magic contained in the sarcophagus.

She said:

"Hidden in the tomb for thousands of years, it has been made with special techniques to seal any magic coffin that is sufficient to dissipate its vitality. This is exactly what I need..."

"But there is a last step to make it a container for blood and bone rituals."

"What?"

Zatanna walked to Merlin and asked curiously:

"This thing is hard to find, I thought it would be enough."

"It is indeed enough for resurrection of spirits in general."

Merlin whispered:

"But to ensure that the body of the blood and bone ritual revival is enough to carry the power of a hell king, then it is still a little short of... the last point."

"Master of Hell?"

Zatanna widened her eyes, she looked at Merlin, and she said:

"You are talking about you? You tied yourself to that hell? Are you crazy?"

“I have to do that.”

Merlin sighed helplessly, and he said:

"If I don't accept it, I will not be able to escape from the earth. Hell will always retrieve what belongs to it. I can only accommodate it and walk freely in the present world."

"this..."

Zatanna gritted her teeth and said:

"Riana told me that the battle for the king of hell has begun. If you become the king of hell at this time, that means..."

"right."

Merlin reached out and touched Zatanna's hair, and she said:
To be continued...