I made up myths in America

Chapter 205 Nothing is true, everything is permitted

White hair, an elfin appearance, magnificent robes, and residence in the white tower of Avalon.
Lu Bai's new identity is already quite obvious.

Emma, ​​who was so close at hand, and the British high-ranking officials outside the country all had one name in mind at the same time.

Merlin!!
A legendary wizard in Welsh mythology, King Arthur's mentor and close friend, and a great sorcerer who was said to be proficient in prophecy and transfiguration.

"You are"

Emma's eyes widened slightly as she guessed the identity of the 'elegant young nobleman' in front of her.

Before she could finish speaking, the legendary magician seemed to know what she was going to ask, and nodded with a light laugh, saying, "I was awakened by a glimpse of the future of Earth that I saw in my dream, so I specially guided you here, Miss Emma."

These words are tantamount to a tacit admission of his identity.

However, it felt really bad for Merlin, the 'prophet,' to say such a thing!
It felt like a doctor in a hospital calling a patient's family member over and saying, "Sir, your father's illness might be a bit complicated. I hope you're mentally prepared."

Emma and everyone else were on edge.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Merlin raised his fingertip and tapped lightly. The beautiful sea of ​​flowers outside the attic window transformed, projecting a glimpse of the future.

No human figures could be seen on the entire European continent; instead, they were all new humans created by Tiamat—the Rahms.

This mother goddess truly loved her children as she said, so she allowed these rebellious human children to stay by her side forever in another form.

but.
Such an extreme approach is unacceptable to any European country.

Lacking free will, being so ugly, and most importantly, not being able to use a mobile phone.
Just thinking about this future is enough to make one despair.

It's absolutely impossible to get them to accept it willingly!

"Lord Merlin, is it possible to change this future?"

Emma asked the question almost impatiently.

A young girl at the age where she loves beauty would never want to look like this.

"Of course, the future is not static. When you arrived here, the future had already changed, Miss Emma."

Merlin chuckled and snapped his fingers.

The view of the future outside the attic window was divided into hundreds of segments, each showing a completely different future.

This ability, identical to that of the Sorcerer Supreme, immediately stunned everyone.

Most ordinary people would be overwhelmed by the sheer volume of information at this point; their eyes receive so much information, but their brains simply can't process it all.

Even extraordinary individuals like Emma were overwhelmed by the sheer number of possibilities and couldn't discern which future was most beneficial to humanity.

It seems that in every future, Tiamat is so powerful that she is invincible!

Faced with Emma's pleading gaze, 'Merlin' smiled mysteriously, waved his hand, erasing all these future scenarios, and said leisurely:
"Young druid, the answer to winning often lies hidden in the details."

"Tiamat's greatest strength lies in her immortality."

"As a weapon that once killed a god, the Holy Lance Longinus can imbue her with the 'death property' if it hits her body."

"So you need to find someone who can see through her true form, whose name is Hassan al-Sabah."

"Hassan al-Sabah?!"

Faced with the power of modern states, all the information represented by this name was quickly retrieved.

This is a religious leader with great fame in the Middle East. The Assassins, the religious order he founded, are historically considered a mysterious assassination organization, leaving behind countless mysterious legends.

Hassan al-Sabah, the leader to whom the cult is absolutely loyal, is also known as the Old Man of the Mountain.

It is said that he trained generations of world-renowned assassins in the mountains known as the 'Eagle's Nest'.

So, are these legends actually true?!

As the historians around them provided detailed explanations, numerous high-ranking British officials, including King Charles and Prime Minister Rishi Sunak, exchanged bewildered glances in Hyde Park.

Their eyes were fixed on the light screen manifested by the power of the Stone of Destiny in mid-air, hoping to get more information from Lord Merlin.

But at that moment, the legendary magician's figure suddenly disappeared—or rather, he came from the dream into reality.

However, it didn't happen in the UK, but in the waters near the Persian Gulf, which is attracting worldwide attention.

The seawater here has been completely assimilated into black.

Although her progress was temporarily halted by Joan of Arc, Tiamat did not abandon her grand plan for a new human.

Endless black mud surged from beneath the colossal beast she had transformed into, forming a terrifying black tide imbued with the evil of the world, which surged toward the port cities near the Persian Gulf.

“Ah, ah.”

Faced with the sudden disaster, many Arabs had no way to avoid it, and even the idea of ​​escaping by car was a pipe dream.

The 'new humans' Rahm, who arrived here first, have already disrupted most of the city's transportation.

Apart from a few wealthy individuals who, realizing the situation was dire, escaped by helicopter, most ordinary people seemed to have nothing to do but pray for Allah's protection.

Some people felt that God wasn't very effective, so they chose to pray to Joan of Arc, who lived very close to them.

This heretical behavior, which would normally have resulted in being burned at the stake, is no longer taken seriously.

In the mosque, imams comforted the believers who had gathered there, softly reciting the truths of the Quran.

In plain terms, it means, "Allah, we are your most faithful followers, please save us!"

These words had been recited countless times, and as the black tide drew ever closer, the imams were beginning to lose their composure and panic. Suddenly, a long sigh echoed in the sky.

"Could it be?!"

One by one, the Muslim believers wearing small caps on their heads raised their heads in great excitement.

When they realized that the sigh coming from the sky was not from a messenger sent by Allah, but from a nobleman who looked like he was wearing a magnificent white robe, their surprise turned to confusion.

"It's Merlin!!"

High-ranking officials from various countries, who had already received the news from Britain, recognized the newcomers immediately after seeing the scene through military satellites.

Apart from this legendary mage, who is said to be born of a nightmare and a human, no one else could possess such a perfect appearance and such a unique, succubus-like aura.

"It's really troublesome."

Meanwhile, Merlin, disguised as someone else, stood in mid-air, watching the terrifying black tide that was about to descend. He gently shook his head, raised the strange sword staff in his hand, and pointed it lightly forward.

It's like spring returning to the earth.

Amidst the incredulous gazes of countless people, from the black sludge that embodies the evil of this world, beautiful flowers full of hope bloom.

And it wasn't just one or two flowers, but countless flowers.

The Black Tide, which was about to forcibly transform the entire city into new humans just a second ago, has been completely reversed.

Colorful petals fluttered down from the sky, creating a magnificent and dazzling rain of flowers.

Countless Arabs witnessed this miracle and stood there in a daze, momentarily forgetting to breathe.

"Gurgle." "Gurgle."

During the emergency online meeting of high-level officials from various countries, the sound of swallowing saliva could be heard constantly.

"Is this the power of this legendary mage?"

The heads of state from various countries stared wide-eyed, deeply shocked by this power that was comparable to that of a god.

Around the world, people who were just moments before feeling down and hopeless instantly perked up again.

With such strong reinforcements joining the fight, Joan of Arc was no longer fighting alone. How could they possibly lose?

Really capable.

Rumbling--

Tiamat quickly responded, unleashing a terrifying black tide many times larger than before.

The Arabs in the city looked up and found that the already dark night sky had become much darker.

"I knew it."

Merlin raised his hand and patted his forehead with a hint of helplessness. He then raised the sword in his hand, which resembled a bent tree branch, and with his powerful transformation magic, he once again turned the black mud into countless beautiful flowers.

The streets of the entire city were thus covered with layers of colorful petals, creating a dazzlingly beautiful scene.

But the catastrophic crisis hidden beneath this beauty instantly alerted the leaders of various countries.

Just as Merlin had predicted.

Tiamat is ridiculously strong.

To completely banish this evil god, we must find the old man in the mountains who can see through Tiamat's true form.

"But Hassan al-Sabah was born in the 12th century, shouldn't he have died long ago?!"

The other executives cast speechless glances at him for asking such a stupid question.

After discovering it was the US president, everyone felt relieved.

Everyone's gotten used to the president's occasional lapses in judgment.

The South Korean president patiently explained, “Mr. President, His Excellency Merlin clearly means that we should find items related to Hassan al-Sabah and summon him, just like we would summon other heroic spirits.”

"But so many years have passed, how are we supposed to find it?"

"Of course, we still have to rely on our Emma!!"

This time, the person who answered him was British President Rishi Sunak.

The British Prime Minister is currently staying in Hyde Park, which resembles a primeval forest, and is participating in online meetings with other staff members carrying cameras.

At this moment, he gestured to his staff to turn the camera and focus it on Emma, ​​who was conducting a divination ceremony under the towering oak tree.

The smoke from the burning verbena rose into the air, forming a somewhat blurry circle.

This indicates that the answer to this question is beyond Emma's divination abilities.

But it's okay.

If you lack ability, make up for it with equipment.

The sheep charm around Emma's neck, and the Celtic treasure Stone of Destiny beside her, both shone with dazzling light.

With the help of two treasures.

The somewhat blurry circle in the air gradually solidified, revealing an image with a resolution of at most 360p.

It was in an old hall with very dim lighting. Judging from the style of the decoration, it should be from around the 13th century AD.

A group of hooded men in black robes stood in the hall, silently watching their most outstanding companion step forward to receive the highest honor.

An ancient hidden blade left behind by Hassan al-Sabah, the founder of the Assassin Brotherhood.

"Ezio Auditore, are you willing to swear allegiance to the Assassins and fight against the Warp to protect humanity's free will from psionic corruption?"

"I swear."

"If the Apple of Eden falls into the hands of the Templars, they will use it to open the gates to the warp, turning the world into a paradise for evil gods. Swear to me that you will sacrifice your life, and the lives of everyone here, to prevent them from succeeding."

“I swear, mentor.”

The moment the divination screen appeared, the incredibly informative dialogue instantly drew everyone's attention.

They watched intently as a young man, surrounded by hooded men in black robes, stepped forward solemnly and took a strangely shaped hidden blade from an elderly man in black robes, then put it on his right hand, which was missing its ring finger.

Then, in this sacred and solemn hall, these mysterious figures in black robes simultaneously recited a creed.

"When everyone else is blindly pursuing the truth, remember that all is vanity."

"When everyone else's mind is bound by law and morality, remember, all is permitted."

"We toil in the darkness and serve the light."

"We are assassins!!"

When the divination screen reached this point, it suddenly froze, as if it had been interfered with by some mysterious force.

When it returned to normal, what people saw was the assassin named Ezio Auditore fighting a group of Templars in the dark.

The power of shadow surrounded Ezio Auditore, and the hidden blade in his right hand exuded a strong aura of death, sometimes hiding in the shadows and sometimes appearing, fighting against these Templar Knights who were not like humans in battle, but rather like monsters.

The extraordinary abilities displayed by the two sides in the battle left everyone who witnessed it speechless.

No, is this the Knights Templar, the order that was betrayed and destroyed by the Vatican?!
Many high-ranking officials from various countries looked at Pope Francis, who was also participating in the online meeting, with somewhat strange expressions.

Francis, his old face blank, was completely at a loss for words to explain.

Who knows how many secrets his exes are still hiding?
He used to think that the Templar Knights had taken in orphans of the Thirteenth Division of the Holy See like Dio, which ultimately led to their destruction.

Now it seems that this is not the case at all.

While these high-ranking officials looked at the contents of the divination image, their thoughts varied.

Emma realized that her divination seemed to have gone astray, so she quickly adjusted her focus and concentrated on the hidden blade inherited from Hassan al-Sabah, causing time to jump rapidly.

at last.

The divination scene has moved to the modern era.

The ancient hidden blade had been passed down through the descendants of that assassin until recently, when, in order to escape the war, this descendant of the assassin, who lived in a small town in Iraq, smuggled himself to the United States with his companions.

then
All their belongings were legally confiscated by immigration officials, including the hidden blade, which looked like an antique.

The president's face darkened upon seeing this.

(End of this chapter)