Chapter 873

Vengeance is always motivated. Take the current Victor, most of his purpose in life is only revenge. To Mephisto, to Zhou Yi. Although it sounds unbelievable, this is exactly what we are doing now. Yes, that's right! He has already begun to act for own hatred.

Of course, the road has to be taken step by step, and the meal requires a bite. Even the stupid idiot would not be willing to directly face an opponent like Zhou Yi that is almost impossible to defeat. Therefore, Victor's first target of revenge for oneself was Mephisto, the man who brought him more pain. Mephisto's torture made him hate him more strongly than Zhou Yi, and this is why he chose to avenge him in the first place.

However, even Mephisto, with the power he possesses now, is a mountain that cannot be surmounted at all. He is almost impossible to rely on own power to complete the idea of ​​oneself revenge. Relying on others and cooperating with others is his only possibility. He knew this very well, and he also found what oneself wanted to find.

United Kingdom, a street in an old street that is rarely known, Victor walked slowly to the front of a grocery store alone. He glanced at the name of the grocery store, Merlin.

A very common name. You know this is United Kingdom, the Place of Origin of King Arthur's legend. There are not too many names with Merlin and Arthur. But in this place, this street, this location can have a department store called Meilin. So this is what Victor is looking for, so without the slightest hesitation, he pushes the door and walks in.

Like those department stores all over the streets of London, Merlin is also a small department store selling all kinds of daily necessities. You can buy most of the things that oneself needs in life here, of course, not too good or too bad. Whether it is the price or the quality of the goods.

This is the commonality of all small department stores. It is also their capital for profit. In most cases, people who come here will not care about this. Because they are almost all residents living in the vicinity, shopping here has long become their habit.

Of course, they are also very familiar with each other. So when Victor walked in, wearing a dark green cloak and hiding himself in the shadows, many people couldn't help whispering.

"Hey, here comes a weird guy. Who is this, do you know?"

"Of course, if this is not a certain Skywalker under Master Yoda, it must be It’s the magician from Hogun Woz. Look at his cloak. The pattern on it is so fine. I’m afraid it’s more valuable than my suit."

"Please, Buddy. Your suit is from second-hand goods. I bought it from the market and it cost a total of fifteen pounds. Not to mention the cloak, but the silk thread on it can’t compare. I tell you, it’s gold. Trust my eyes, I can’t read it wrong. , This is a fat sheep."

The old London also has a guy who likes imitate the dog and steal chicken. This guy who talks is obviously one of them. When he heard him say this, the other person swallowed subconsciously, then looked around, lowered his voice and said to him.

"Why, Buddy. Are you going to attack him? This guy looks pretty sturdy, a bit uncomfortable."

"Not so easy?" Glancing at the tall, wrapped Victor, the speaker couldn't help twitched his nose, and then said with a sneer. "You're cracking a joke with me, just an otaku who likes cosplay. Although they are tall and strong, they can all kneel down and call you father if you don’t. If you like. Then don't mix up. But I can warn you that the final benefit will not be yours."

Hearing this sentence, some cringing guys just also couldn't bear it. He shook his body, and then walked up Victor a few times with eyes with thick dark circles. He is judging, using his head to measure the gains and losses in the middle. But soon, a sudden impulse made him twitch his nose, and his whole body became cold. He knew that his drug addiction was about to commit. And the kind of torture that could kill him felt that he didn't want to try a second time in his life, so he immediately nodded and said to his own companion.

"Well, I'll do it with you. But I can't be here, this is Lao Meilin's shop. If we do something here, we won't have any good fruits."

Look The one who has been standing behind the counter, the watch is full of wiping a porcelain plate, is actually warning his own tall and thin old man with his eyes. The proposer twitched his mouth and showed an awkward smile. Then he pulled his own partner and whispered.

"Of course, let's follow him and find a chance..."

For the plot against the two a nobody behind oneself, Victor does not take seriously. He is no longer a mortal, so there is really no need to threaten mortals to take seriously. After walking around in this small department store, he found an unremarkable door.

That is the back door of the shop, behind which is the laneway of the old street. General stores will go out through this door if they throw garbage or do other and so on. Victor's goal was behind this door, so he also walked out the back door without the slightest hesitation.

A man rushed into the store, and walked out the back door without buying anything. Such a situation really makes people who are shopping in the store uncanny. Even a few women buying vegetables couldn't help but poked their necks out of the door to see if anyone was chasing this strange guy.

These women have already begun to conceive the plot of the crime gangster film in their minds. Of course, with their power of observation, it is difficult to find that there are already two habitual sneaky guys in the store.

Victor opened the back door of the store and walked directly into a small alley. This is a closed alley, and he walked to the end of the alley without taking a few steps. A thick brick wall blocked him in front, making him impossible to move forward. Of course, he didn't need to go one step further.

Footsteps soon came from behind him, and two shabby United Kingdom guys blocked him directly from behind. One of them even took out a pistol and whispered at his head.

"Hand over the money. We don't want to make trouble, hand over the money. We will let you leave here safely?"

Victor turned his head slowly, facing The two brave thieves behind him. He didn't mean to subdue, but he asked them through the metal mask on oneself's face.

"Do you think you can get any benefit from me? What makes you feel arrogant and ignorant enough?"

"Don’t dress up as God, Playing the devil?" Hearing Victor's words, the person who proposed to do it immediately approached him and threatened him further. "Do you think you are the Egyptian High Priest Immortal? You wear a mask. I tell you, you are like a ghost, but it is impossible to hook up a girl on the show. Obediently and honestly give me the money Hand it over, do you hear it. Otherwise, I will make a hole in your head and in the chrysanthemum."

In order to strengthen the deterrence of own, he stood up to oneself, which had not been maintained for a long time. Yes, the pitted pistol moved closer to Victor. But before he walked to Victor's side, a red halo suddenly appeared under his feet.

It was as if a portal to hell had been opened under his feet, and his body disappeared directly into the halo of red. Through the halo, the person named Matthew could clearly see that the raging flames were surging there, only to burn his own companion to ashes in an instant.

At this time, even stupid people know that oneself provokes someone who shouldn’t provoke. So he twisted his body subconsciously and ran like his life. But before he could run too far, a big hand slammed his head and took him directly from the owner's neck.

The Boss of the department store, who was called Old Merlin by the neighbors, appeared in front of Victor, and asked him guardedly.

"Who are you? Why do you appear in this place?"

"Merlin? Merlin! It really is you." Looking at her wearing an apron, her skin is conspicuous The red, a shopkeeper who is no different from ordinary United Kingdom old man. Victor's eyes suddenly showed an obvious expression of excitement. "I just don’t know, what generation of Merlin are you?"

"I’m Merlin XVI. Who are you? Hurry up. I can’t guarantee that you can leave here alive. "

When Old Merlin said this, he quietly stretched out the fingers of oneself's left hand behind him. With his movements, a ball of blue magic flame suddenly surged in his hand. It can be seen that if Victor does not give him a satisfactory explanation, then he will definitely not show mercy to him. Of course, even with a suitable explanation, the result may be similar.

As a sorcerer qualified to serve the oldest devil, Victor’s magical attainments are naturally extraordinary. Old Merlin's actions simply couldn't escape his eyes. He doesn't care about this, or he doesn't even threaten it to take seriously. Even knowing the movements of Old Merlin's hands, he turned his body to face the wall behind oneself, and said with his back to him.

"Two hundred years ago, one of my ancestors boarded a big ship from London to the American colonies. At that time, he used to have friends by his side. Like you, that person is also called Merlin, but He claimed to be oneself as Merlin VII."

When he heard this name, Old Merlin's eyes instantly narrowed. At the same time, the movements of his hands also temporarily stopped.

"I heard from Merlin VII. That is a gypsy magician named Gayray von Doum. He has something very important in his hands. A special promise."

"Yes, this promise has been circulating in my family. Now, it is time for me to fulfill it."