17 hours passed in a flash.

Merlin was busy all the time, and he was trying to get everything done with the last time.

But this is obviously impossible.

In the last 10 minutes of the deadline, Merlin had a lot of things to do and did not make arrangements.

But as time approaches, the raven relaxes instead.

He kept planning the things at hand, confirming them one by one, and then he was not interested in paying attention to those details.

No plan should be too strict, as strict means fine.

From the perspective of physics, the more refined the thing is, the greater the chance of failure. On the contrary, those stupid, big, black and thick design structures can last longer.

Leave enough flexibility!

This is a very important part of a plan.

"Yeah, it's almost done."

Merlin sat in the throne hall in the wasteland. He leaned against a chair, took down the Book of Raven at his waist, placed it on the table, and then thought about it, and took out the gem of power he had collected.

He originally planned to put the power gem in another place.

But soon, the raven's eyes turned. He looked at the purple gem in his hand, then at the Book of Raven on the table. Finally, he reached out and put the gem of power into the box, and handed the Book of Raven to the intelligent servants around him.

“Send it to Kama Taj.”

He gave the wise weapon a command, and the latter immediately turned around and left with the Book of Raven.

The raven stood up relaxedly.

He stretched out his fingers and took out his sword Judas from the burning flames in his chest.

He stroked the trembling blade, and the sword seemed to smell the breath of crisis. It jumped in Merlin's hand, like a soldier asking for battle, and wanted to drive forward for the main force.

"This time I can't get you."

Merlin curled up his fingers and knocked the sword's spine, and he said:

"At least, the first half won't be used, and those guys won't allow me to leave you to anyone. Your existence is a bit foul... If you handed you to Clark, that guy would probably be able to easily kill a Heavenly Father."

"But at this point... I suddenly remembered something very important."

The raven narrowed his eyes.

He stroked the black skull decoration on the hilt of the sword, and remembered the signature of the previous invitation letter. In addition to Gao Tianzun and the collector, there was also the old devil Mephist.

When talking about Mephist, Merlin couldn't help but think that he had something about the old devil in his hand.

"Johnny! Come to me."

Merlin called out to his friends.

Two minutes later, the Ghost Rider in a black leather jacket strode into the Throne Hall, and he looked in a good spirit.

Since Merlin came from heaven with a way to allow the Knight and the Revenge Spirit to coexist harmoniously, Johnny and Zatanos's relationship has become increasingly close.

Unfortunately, most of the power of the Revenge Spirit was sealed in Mephist's hell.

"What's the matter for me, Merlin?"

Johnny put his hands in his pockets and said to Merlin:

"Who do you want me to beat?"

"Extend your hand."

Merlin said to Johnny:

"I want to give you something, you have to keep it safe and don't tell anyone."

The Ghost Rider stretched out his hand without doubt and opened his five fingers.

The raven raised Judas in his hand, and in the illumination of the orange light, a slender black sword shadow projected from the surface of Judas, which was projecting in Johnny's hand.

"Hold it!"

Meilin pinched a magic spell, and the orange light shone, and the black sword shadow became more and more solid.

Johnny tightened his fingers and tried to hold the shadow. This was a very nervous action.

Only the madman will try to hold the shadow.

But out of trust in Merlin, Johnny did not doubt it, and just as he tightened his fingers, the black sword shadow was actually locked.

It was like a knight waving a long sword made of darkness, it was pitch black and shaking like water on the outside.

"The unfilial son, black-hearted, used the Sage Van Gonza scroll to steal a trace of control from his father Mephist's hell, and I'll hand it over to you now."

Merlin lowered her voice, put away her sword, and said to Johnny:

"You may not be able to use it, but if you really rush into the Mephister hell, don't miss this opportunity and insert it into the core of hell. Although it is basically impossible to steal it when Mephister is still alive."

"But I would be happy to cause some trouble for the trouble guy, and I believe you would be happy to do so."

"certainly."

Johnny smiled and waved the dark sword shadow in his hand, he said:

"If I have the chance to stab it... I will never stab it in a crooked way, don't worry."

"Um."

Raven nodded, he looked at the time, then snapped his fingers, changed his robe to a gray casual suit, and picked up the warm scarf from his hand, and he threw Judas to Johnny.

The latter was carefully held in his hand. This sword was crazy, and it only obeyed Merlin's orders.

Raven says:

"Leave it to Riven and tell my sister that after I leave, the things stored here will be kept by her! Then, you will act as planned."

"I will convey it, good luck, man."

Johnny watched Merlin walk into the shining light gate, and he shouted loudly to Merlin:

"What you're going to is that ghost place in Las Vegas, so..."

"Good luck, eat chicken tonight!"

Faced with this beautiful blessing that was usually a bet dog, Merlin shrugged, and he waved his hand without looking back, and took steps forward, and soon disappeared into the light and shadow.

Between the halos intertwined, Merlin's figure appeared in front of the Hell Hotel.

He tidied up the collar of his clothes and looked at the two gilded three-headed dog sculptures in front of the earth with a slightly picky look. He was despising Mephist's taste.

That old thing really never forgets to show his connection with hell.

However, this hotel that just opened a few days ago was doing well. Merlin looked at the bustling crowd on both sides of the big fountain in front of him.

Most of them are tourists from all over the world.

They wore loose and cool clothes and discussed the gambling place in various languages. Some girls who were quite bold and confident in their figure also showed off their beautiful bodies freely.

Unfortunately, Lord Raven has long passed that restless age.

He saw these red pinks like skeletons.

Compared to the young people who are greedy for the beauty of their bodies, as they grow older, Raven Maharaoh has learned to appreciate the beauty of their souls.

And his ability as the king of vanity allows him to see through these vulgar, odor-like souls at a glance.

A wonderful body, beautiful age, heavy makeup, extremely charming.

But it's just a trade.

Everyone wants to take shortcuts to get a comfortable life.

But I ignored that the seemingly beautiful future that is exchanged for transactions will sooner or later be cruelly taken away by losing the value of transactions.

The wasteland and hell without life is much more comfortable than this place where material desires are surging, full of money and sin.

"Hell on earth..."

Merlin shook his head, he let out a strange feeling, then took steps and integrated into the crowd in front of him.

He was like a ghost, mixed in the crowd, slowly walking into the elevator, and then heading straight to the top floor.

When the elevator door is opened, the door is locked at the sight.

The ancient lock seems to collapse at once, but this is a seal that is strongly sealed by the Father's divine words, which can isolate all things to explore.

It seems that Gao Tianzun and the collector are also very careful.

They don't want to attract attention from other stars at this time.

After all, for them, this casino, whether it is a win or a win or a win, will be the last scene of this smuggling game.

"Click"

Merlin took out the key from the burning invitation letter from her pocket and inserted it into the shrink hole in front of her. As the key twisted, the heavy seal door made a low sound.

It slowly opened in front of Merlin's eyes.
To be continued...