A Wizard's Secret

by Stayrr

Anyone who could construct a stable Spell Model could become a Wizard — that was the Wizards’ ultimate secret! Having been given a new life as the son of an aristocrat and armed with a super quantum computer from his past life, Spell Models came as easily as breathing to Merlin. With this overwhelmingly huge advantage, would Merlin become the greatest Grand Wizard of all time?

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Chapter 649: Invisible Rock Attacks!

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"No danger?"

Merlin did not believe it. Just a moment ago, he felt a violent surge of danger. If he had not taken the opportunity to escape, something unbeknownst might have occurred.

That surge of danger came very quickly, without any hint of premonition. Hence, Merlin glared unblinkingly at the Progenitor's Bodies on the battlefield but he did not discover anything out of the ordinary.

Nevertheless, the combination of Lach and Merlin managed to land a surprise attack on one Progenitor's Body. About a dozen Ancestor-level Rock Creatures in it died, so it was a huge loss to the Rock Tribe. In contrast, it was a large victory dance for the Spell Casters.

"Merlin again!"

Progenitor Hanra narrowed his eyes, filled with maliciousness. Although one Progenitor's Body had been defeated, he had predicted as much. He knew that Wizard Setoh would include Merlin in some of his tactics. However, he did not expect that it would be such a stealthy tactic. Merlin had immediately escaped after launching a single strike, so there was no opening for the Rock Tribe.

"This is bad. If this continues, Invisible Rock would've to depend on sheer luck!"

Progenitor Hanra gnashed his teeth in hatred. No matter how much he wanted to track down Merlin, due to Wizard Setoh's interference, he would not be able to trace Merlin's whereabouts.

"Invisible Rock, you must make some big moves to attract the Spell Caster camp's attention. However, don't expose yourself. I'm sure Merlin will aim for you. When that time comes, it'll be your chance. No one will be able to save him!"

Progenitor Hanra's voice resounded in Invisible Rock's ear, who was hiding in one of the Progenitor's Bodies. Following the death of a dozen Ancestor-level Rock Creatures, Progenitor Hanra's heart was obviously filled with rage. Nonetheless, they could not stop now. Without drawing Merlin out of hiding, they would not be able to win the war.

Right now, Progenitor Hanra could only wait!

…

"Phew…"

Merlin breathed a sigh of relief. He opened his eyes and looked at Legend Lach standing beside him. Shifting his attention to the battlefield, he asked softly, "Wizard Lach, how's the situation on the battlefield?"

"Wizard Merlin, has your Mind Power recovered?"

In the past five days, Legend Lach had been standing guard beside Merlin. Naturally, he knew that Merlin was recovering his Mind Power.

Merlin nodded. "It has recovered quite a bit. Looking at the situation on the battlefield, it doesn't look promising!"

Wizard Lach nodded and replied, "Indeed not very promising. Throughout the past five days, the Rock Tribe didn't retreat at all. Instead, they had continued to press closer. Even though you've defeated a Progenitor's Body, it's insignificant to the Rock Tribe because it didn't falter their foundation. Look at that Progenitor's Body. It's very powerful and has consecutively killed three Legendary Wizards!"

Merlin followed Wizard Lach's gaze and saw the powerful Progenitor's Body. Letting out an angry roar, it swung a punch. The terrifying blow sent countless Spell Casters flying.

Even some of the Great Honored Legends were finding it difficult to withstand its attacks.

"It's indeed strong but comprised of very ordinary Ancestor-level Rock Creatures. They're the breakthrough point so we may have a chance. Wizard Lach, get ready, we'll defeat one Progenitor's Body. If that's still not enough to chase away the Rock Tribe, we'll defeat another two, three or more Progenitor's Bodies. How long more can the Rock Tribe hold on?"

Merlin's lips curled into a cold-blooded smile.

Subsequently, both their gazes turned ruthless and their figures flew toward the battlefield.

"Swoosh."

The sneaky Merlin and Lach appeared on the battlefield once again, and set their sights on the most active Progenitor's Body, which had been attacking several Great Legends.

"You're the one. Illusory World!"

Merlin did not hesitate, and immediately wielded the Illusory World. Instantly, the invisible Illusory World shrouded the entire Progenitor's Body.

Legend Lach was already completely in sync with Merlin. So, with a stretch of his hand, his ultimate Maxim descended like a giant mountain.

"Boom."

There was a huge crashing sound, and everything proceeded smoothly. Thin cracks began to emerge on this Progenitor's Body. It would break at any time.

"One more time!"

Legend Lach was ready to launch another strike when suddenly, a chilling aura rose into the air. Even Legend Lach felt a shudder in his heart.

"This… This is a Great Lord! Moreover, it's the strongest Lord. Oh no, we've been tricked. Wizard Merlin, leave now!"

Legend Lach bellowed. His entire body was bearing a tremendous pressure. A power, like ripples of a wave, was descending upon Legend Lach.

"Crack."

The tremendous force violently smashed down on Legend Lach. The ultimate Maxim that covered his body became completely useless and was immediately crushed into fine dust.

Subsequently, the invisible force shifted onto Legend Lach. The esteemed Honored Legend cried out in distress, and was reduced into a bloody mist the next instant.

Wizard Lach's aura had disappeared completely!

"Died?"

"Legend Lach had died?"

"He's a Great Honored Legend. The first Honored Legend has gone down in this civilization war…"

The entire battlefield seemed to fall into dead silence. Wizard Lach was not an ordinary Spell Caster but a Great Honored Legend. Ever since the beginning of the civilization war, the death of Great Legends had become quite normal but this was the first time an Honored Legend was killed!

"Boom."

The Progenitor's Body collapsed, and a foreign silhouette emerged from within. The chilling aura it exuded was comparable to a powerful Lord. In fact, it was even more powerful than the Blackfire Lord!

"Merlin, their target is Wizard Merlin!"

"Merlin, escape now!"

Many of the Spell Casters had realized with a jolt that Wizard Lach's death was simply the beginning. This Rock Creature who had been hiding in the Progenitor's Body was obviously charging at Merlin. His aim was to kill Merlin!

Right now, both the Spell Caster camp and the Rock Tribe camp knew of Merlin's usefulness. He could be almost considered to be the key to the war. Therefore, they would not hold back any effort to protect Merlin.

Upon Wizard Lach's death, and looking at the imminent attack of the mighty Rock Creature who was comparable to a Great Lord, numerous Spell Casters immediately rushed to Merlin's side. However, even the Legendary Wizard who was closest to Merlin would not be able to reach in time before the mighty Rock Creature.

The Blackfire Lord frantically rushed over, roaring at the top of his lungs. Even the other Lords also hastily rushed over but the distance was too far.

"Little guy, after so many days, you've finally come a-knocking!"

Invisible Rock – the Rock Creature comparable to a Great Lord was of course, the secret weapon previously arranged by Progenitor Hanra. Finally, Invisible Rock was able to reveal himself and pointed directly at Merlin.

At this moment, Progenitor Hanra's face broke into a relieved smile whereas Invisible Rock's eyes were filled with vindictiveness.

At the same moment, Wizard Setoh did not move the slightest whereas Merlin, despite sensing the chilling power comparable to a Great Lord, remained completely calm.

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Chapter 650: The War Ends!

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"Boom."

As an existence comparable to a powerful Lord, Invisible Rock was able to kill an esteemed Honored Legend with just the aftershocks of his punch. An Honored Legend was turned into a bloody mist. What could Merlin do?

However, when Invisible Rock swung his punch, he felt as though he had hit an invisible wall. No matter how strong his force was, it would not budge.

"What's happening?"

Invisible Rock's smile froze. Progenitor Hanra's smile also froze. This was because before Merlin, a figure filled with an ocher-colored Maxim was standing quietly in the air. Once the Maxim on his body had consolidated, it was like a solid wall that could not be broken. Invisible Rock's strength was completely unable to move it.

"Setoh, you actually dare let your avatars intervene?"

Progenitor Hanra's voice immediately thundered. Invisible Rock's gaze fluttered in understanding. He immediately realized that this ocher figure was Arcane Wizard Setoh's avatar.

The Rock Tribe was unlike the Spell Casters. In their case, there was only one Rock Progenitor. Although the Progenitor's Body was powerful, he did not have any avatars. On the other hand, Arcane Wizards were able to transfigure multiple avatars, each of which stood guard at different places.

Above all, an Arcane Wizard's avatars were not within a comparable range of the ordinary Lords. These avatars might not be able to compete with the Glorious Lords but they were still considered very powerful Lords. With the Arcane Wizards' avatars standing guard, the overall strength of the Spell Caster civilization was boosted.

The Rock Tribe had their Progenitor's Body while the Arcane Wizards had their avatars. Nevertheless, due to the intimate connection between these avatars and the Arcane Wizards, the Arcane Wizards would exercise caution in using their avatars in a civilization war, fearing such involvement would tempt the opponent's ultimate existences to act as well.

Therefore, up to this point, if not for the sake of protecting Merlin, Wizard Setoh would not have mobilized his avatar. However, Merlin was simply too important thus, Wizard Setoh decided to mobilize his avatar to protect him just in case. Right now, this avatar had proven to be useful.

"Hmph, Hanra, you used a Lord to hide in a Progenitor's Body, I'd say you're the devious one! I'm simply using an avatar to protect Wizard Merlin. What does that even amount to?"

Wizard Setoh laughed. His avatar did not attack, so it would not aggravate Progenitor Hanra too much. As long as Merlin was safe, it was a success.

Hence, Wizard Setoh brought Merlin and flew back to the Spell Caster camp, leaving Progenitor Hanra's enraged roars behind. Still, the Rock Tribe did not give up on the civilization war. On the contrary, with the addition of Invisible Rock into their midst, the Rock Tribe's force appeared to be re-energized.

"Nightmare Lord, go and face Invisible Rock! Blackfire Lord, you can start attacking too. All four Lords, start attacking, I'm sure the Rock Tribe won't be able to hold on much longer!"

Wizard Setoh's eyes were also filled with recklessness.

Indeed, with Invisible Rock's addition, the Rock Tribe force was temporarily strengthened but Arcane Wizard Setoh also knew that this was the final round of berserk attack by the Rock Tribe. In any case, a visible strong opponent was easier to handle than a hidden one.

Besides, Merlin was alive to fight another day. The next time Merlin struck, the Rock Tribe would finally understand that they could not possibly win the war. At that time, the civilization war would come to an end!

…

Five days later, Merlin awoke once again full of energy. When he opened his eyes, he saw a familiar Spell Caster standing in front of him.

"Wizard Yaston?"

This was Legend Yaston, who had once paired up with Merlin before. He was also an Honored Legend.

Legend Yaston smiled. "Wizard Merlin, we meet again. Due to Legend Lach's unfortunate death, Wizard Setoh sent me to pair with Wizard Merlin."

Merlin nodded but before he could say anything, he heard Titus' voice. "Merlin, you don't have to contend against the powerful Progenitor's Bodies. All you have to do is defeat some of the Great Legend-level Progenitor's Bodies comprising of the ordinary Rock Creatures. With your current level of Mind Power, you can entrap two or three Great Legend-level Progenitor's Bodies simultaneously. This way, you can defeat three Progenitor's Bodies with a single strike, which would be a huge blow to their morale. Wizard Setoh also wants to win the war as soon as possible, so, there's no need for you to put your life on the line fighting the powerful Progenitor's Bodies. You simply have to weaken their morale and destroy their confidence."

After listening to Titus' advice, Merlin contemplated for a moment. Titus was right. The most important thing was to end this war. As long as he kept defeating their Progenitor's Bodies, the Rock Tribe would feel immensely pressured, and become demotivated, unable to hold on.

"Wizard Yaston, let's go!"

Merlin stood up, and said to Wizard Yaston.

"Swish."

Merlin and Yaston had paired up before. Therefore, even without Merlin's prompting, Wizard Yaston's gaze had already followed Merlin's aim at a Progenitor's Body. However, Wizard Yaston said hesitantly, "Wizard Merlin, this is only an ordinary Progenitor's Body. Defeating it would only inflict limited damage on the Rock Tribe."

"Defeating one might only inflict limited damage but what about defeating three Progenitor's Bodies at the same time?"

Merlin's lips quivered into a mysterious smile. Then, he shut his eyes gently. Like ripples on water, the Illusory World rapidly spread out to the surroundings.

One, two, three!

A total of three ordinary Progenitor's Bodies were enveloped by Merlin's Illusory World. Immediately, these Progenitor's Bodies turned "stiff" indicating that they were trapped in an illusion.

Wizard Yaston also did not dither. Seeing that Merlin had attacked, he stretched out his finger. His ultimate Maxim transformed into three Maxim dragons. Subsequently, each of them opened their big mouths and swallowed the three Progenitor's Bodies.

"Crack crack crack."

Cracks began to form along these three Progenitor's Bodies. The cracks grew bigger and collapsed abruptly the next moment. A huge shockwave rippled all around, causing a huge stir.

None of the Rock Creatures in these three Progenitor's Bodies survived. After all, they were only ordinary Rock Creatures. Only one or two of them were ordinary Ancestor-level Rock Creatures.

Although only a few Ancestor-level Rock Creatures died, the Rock Tribe appeared to be shaken. Many of them had a look of hesitation, and appeared frightened.

Although this was a civilization war which would be inevitably brutal, they were unwilling to continue fighting a losing battle. Such an approach was unacceptable to the Rock Tribe, so all of them turned their gazes toward Progenitor Hanra.

Progenitor Hanra's cold gaze scanned the evasive glances of the Rock Tribe. The situation on the battlefield had gone askew. In fact, he already expected this. If Merlin did not die, the Rock Tribe would eventually lose this war.

It was just that he did not expect them to lose so soon.

"Fine, fine, this war, the Rock Tribe has lost!"

Seeing the discouraged expressions on numerous Rock Creatures, Progenitor Hanra's voice boomed across the entire battlefield. For some time, everyone – whether it was the Spell Caster camp or the Rock Tribe camp on the battlefield was stunned.

"Lost?"

"We've lost?"

"Losing is good too. At least the civilization war is finally over…"

Some of the Rock Creatures seemed to be reeling from disbelief whereas others could not imagine that such a fierce and violent war had ended just like that. Moreover, it was a complete defeat with their tails tucked between their legs. The Rock Tribe had lost a few dozen Ancestor-level Rock Creatures. For the Rock Tribe which did not have many Ancestor-level Creatures to begin with, this was a massive blow.

As for the Spell Caster camp, they were also stunned. Similarly, some were still filled with disbelief while the Legends who managed to recover their wits obviously broke into a smile.

This civilization war – neither side was willing to continue it any longer. Throughout this period, the Spell Caster camp had also lost dozens of Great Legends especially Wizard Lach, who was an Honored Legend. Additionally, a few dimensions were destroyed.

In some way, it could be said that the Spell Caster civilization had suffered a greater loss. Nevertheless, Wizard Setoh and the four Great Lords were still apparently relieved.

The Spell Caster civilization was indeed powerful but this civilization war was fought with the resources from Setoh Arcane City alone. The amount of loss sustained by the Rock Tribe was insignificant. Instead, the true victory was forcing the Rock Tribe to retreat.

With the passage of time, the Spell Caster civilization definitely possessed a greater advantage. In just three thousand years' time, the Spell Caster civilization managed to grow into a powerful civilization. In terms of time, the Rock Tribe would never be able to compete with the Spell Caster civilization.

After this war, unless there were any extraordinary changes, the Rock Tribe would not dare to launch a civilization war for at least a thousand years.

"We won, we finally won. Now we don't have to face those terrifying Progenitor's Bodies every day!"

"The key to winning this war is attributed to Wizard Merlin. His Hallucinating spell is truly too impressive. I've never paid much attention to Mind Power Masters before hence I didn't expect that they could be so powerful. It seems like I must pay more attention to the Mind Power Masters once I go back or perhaps research it further."

Many of the Great Legends were sighing in relief, thankful that the civilization war had ended. At the same time, they gained a new understanding of Mind Power Masters. Previously in the eyes of Spell Casters, Mind Power Masters were merely a system within the Spell Casters. Since it had not been perfected, it must not be a very powerful system.

This was because even the mightiest Mind Power Master could not match up to a Great Legend!

However, Merlin's emergence completely overturned their preconceived notions of Mind Power Masters, especially the combination of a Mind Power Master cum Spell Caster. With Merlin's Hallucinating spell as well as his Darkness Eye, many of the Great Legends were self-conscious that even they would not be comparable opponents.

Therefore, Merlin's usage of Mind Power attracted the attention of many Great Legends. This time, upon returning to their respective dimensions, they would surely further research the Mind Power System.

Hence, this would help lay the foundation for Merlin's vision of turning the Mind Power System into a system that was independent of the Spell Caster system. After all, it would be insufficient to rely on Merlin alone to realize this vision.

"Hanra, the war has ended, but remember, the Rock Tribe better stay meekly in your own dimension. The Spell Casters will not initiate any invasion but if you ever think of launching a war, the Spell Caster civilization is always ready for you!"

Wizard Setoh's voice was very succinct despite being in the Void Zone where there was no space and time. His words resounded in everyone's ears.

Progenitor Hanra's gaze was ice-cold, and did not say anything. He led a large number of Rock Creatures and flew back haughtily to the Rock Tribe dimension.

"The war is over!"

Merlin also released a long sigh. He was finally able to relax.

The large-scale civilization war between the Rock Tribe and the Spell Caster civilization had ended merely after a few months. All in all, the damage endured was still bearable for both sides.

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Chapter 651: Return I

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"Merlin, name your reward. You're the biggest contributor to this civilization war. Whatever your request, you can say it!"

In the hall of the spacious castle, only the Blackfire Lord and Wizard Setoh were left.

There was a wide smile on Wizard Setoh's face, undoubtedly reflecting the happiness in his heart upon winning the civilization war. Ever since he became an Arcane Wizard, this was the first time he had single-handedly led the force of Setoh Arcane City to face a powerful civilization. In addition, he had emerged victorious.

Although there were dangerous instances, they had finally obtained victory. From now onward, Setoh Arcane City would build on the victory of this civilization war to develop even faster and stronger than before.

Since Merlin was the biggest contributor to the civilization war, naturally, Wizard Setoh would not treat him miserly. Even if Merlin requested for Wizard Setoh to analyze his future again, Wizard Setoh was ready to agree.

The Blackfire Lord saw that Merlin seemed hesitant, so he nodded and said, "Merlin, don't worry, say it boldly. Whatever your request, I'm sure Wizard Setoh will fulfill it!"

Despite hearing the Blackfire Lord's obvious "hint", Wizard Setoh merely smiled. "He's right. Merlin, you can make any request!"

Merlin indulged for a moment and spoke softly. "There's indeed one thing that I need Wizard Setoh's assistance! Perhaps Wizard Setoh doesn't know this but I came from the Glorious Land. After so many years, I would really like to go back to the Glorious Land and take a look. However, I've not been able to find a way back. So…"

"Return to the Glorious Land?"

Wizard Setoh's smile froze in place, and his expression gradually sank.

"Blackfire Lord, please leave for a moment. I'll explain this to Wizard Merlin personally."

Wizard Setoh's expression turned somber, and requested the Blackfire Lord to leave.

The Blackfire Lord also seemed to know some secrets about the Glorious Land, so he did not say anything and left the castle.

"Wizard Setoh, is it very difficult to return to the Glorious Land?"

Merlin asked curiously. He had only heard bits and pieces of news about the Glorious Land. According to rumors, the three great Arcane Wizards had hidden the Glorious Land away. Other than the three great Arcane Wizards, no one would be able to find it.

Wizard Setoh hesitated and whispered, "If anyone else asked me, I wouldn't answer. I won't even consider it at all. However, you came from the Glorious Land, and are also a hero of the civilization war, so I can reveal some information to you.

"The Glorious Land was jointly sealed by me and the other two Arcane Wizards. Back then, we encountered a strange civilization called the Atlan civilization. We wanted to conquer them but we didn't expect the Atlan civilization to unleash amazing powers. In the beginning, we lost, and due to some negligence, we caused the flames of war to spread to the Glorious Land.

"Later, we were eventually able to banish the Atlan civilization back to their origin dimension but the Glorious Land had already suffered massive damage. The Glorious Land is the birthplace of the Spell Caster civilization. In the Void Zone, the birthplace of every single civilization is valued highly. Moreover, the Glorious Land of our Spell Caster civilization is very unique. In addition to giving birth to the Spell Caster civilization, it had also nurtured many gods.

"The Lord God of Light is a prominent example. Back then, the God of Light wasn't considered powerful but after we left the Glorious Land, the God of Light also left and founded the Light God Organization. Now, the Light God Organization is one of the eight largest god organizations in the God Alliance. One of the important reasons we cannot unseal the Glorious Land is also to guard against the Lord God of Light!"

"Does that mean I can't go back to the Glorious Land? Wizard Setoh, the Glorious Land was personally sealed by your own hands, so you must be able to send me back, right?"

Merlin turned a pleading gaze to Arcane Wizard Setoh. As an Arcane Wizard, he was an ultimate existence. There were very few things that could stump these ultimate existences.

Arcane Wizard Setoh turned around, and gently shut his eyes, appearing to be in deep thought.

After about half an hour, Arcane Wizard Setoh turned back again. In a deep voice, he said, "Well, it's not completely impossible. Fortunately, you're not a Legend or even a Great Wizard. This way, I don't have to alert the other two Ultimate Arcane Wizards. I can simply expend some energy to send you back to the Glorious Land."

"Thank you so much, Wizard Setoh!"

Merlin's heart was overjoyed, and sincerely expressed his gratitude to Arcane Wizard Setoh. Going back to the Glorious Land had always been his dream. Finally, it would come true.

"Meow."

Suddenly, from the depths of the castle, a black ball of light flew toward Merlin at the speed of light. It was the black cat Didimoss.

The current black cat Didimoss was still as fat as a dog. With an expectant look, he said, "Merlin, bring me back to the Glorious Land with you."

Merlin looked at Arcane Wizard Setoh. He also wanted to bring the black cat Didimoss back to the Glorious Land. However, Wizard Setoh immediately waved his hand. "Didimoss cannot go back to the Glorious Land with you. His life force is too robust, far exceeding the powers of a Legend, so it would require gathering all three Arcane Wizards to break open the seal. If we do that, there's a distinct possibility that the Lord God of Light would also leverage on the opportunity to send his power into the Glorious Land. If that happens, we'll be in trouble. After all, the Glorious Land is the birthplace of Spell Casters, there can be no room for errors."

Arcane Wizard Setoh placed great importance on the Glorious Land. The birthplace of every civilization was irreplaceable. The last time, the Glorious Land had been damaged due to the war with the Altan civilization. Therefore, the three great Arcane Wizards would not allow the Glorious Land to be destroyed again.

In this regard, Merlin felt very sorry but he could only say helplessly, "Didimoss, I think you better stay here with Wizard Setoh."

The black cat Didimoss understood that he could not return, so he trotted around Merlin with a dejected look.

"Merlin, your return to the Glorious Land actually comes with an important mission!"

"Mission?"

Merlin peered at the grave expression on Wizard Setoh's face curiously. Although the Glorious Land was the birthplace of the Spell Caster civilization, yet after so many years, no one had been able to return to the Glorious Land.

"That's right. The situation in the Glorious Land is slightly complicated. I believe you know about the Church of Light? The Church of Light is the power left behind by the Lord God of Light. Moreover, though the power of faith from its believers, it's able to influence the entire Glorious Land. Due to the seal placed by the three great Arcane Wizards on the Glorious Land, the Lord God of Light's power is weakened countless folds, so he could only transmit traces of power into the Glorious Land. For many years, we dare not break open the seal to the Glorious Land, so we're unable to get rid of the Church of Light. This time when you return to the Glorious Land, your most important mission is to destroy the Church of Light. You must completely eradicate Lord God of Light's aspiration to use the Church of Light to influence the Glorious Land!"

In sending Merlin back to the Glorious Land, Wizard Setoh arranged a mission for him to destroy the Church of Light.

Merlin carefully recalled memories of the Church of Light. In the Glorious Land, the Church of Light was considered a behemoth existence. Even the Great Wizards among the Spell Casters were unable to defeat the Church of Light, shedding light that the Church of Light was not at all a simple opponent.

"Wizard Setoh, the Church of Light isn't that simple. In addition, a Lord God is involved, an ultimate existence that founded a god organization. What if there are some accidents…?"

Merlin was a little reluctant but Wizard Setoh scolded him amicably. "Merlin, are you trying to derive some benefits from me? I'll tell you now, there are no benefits for you. You say that the Lord God of Light is powerful. Is he any more powerful than the three great Arcane Wizards? Standing behind you are the three great Arcane Wizards! Furthermore, with the three great Arcane Wizards' seal, even if the Lord God of Light noticed something amiss, he's unable to transmit more power to them. At most, it would be a Legend's powers, which is about the optimum limit. Do you think I don't know that your Hallucinating spell can entrap an ordinary Great Legend? If that isn't enough to fight the Church of Light, then you still have Darkness Eye, which is also comparable to a Great Legend. So, this task isn't too difficult for you. If you cannot agree, then don't go to the Glorious Land."

Merlin smiled wryly, and shook his head. "Very well, Wizard Setoh, I agree!"

This trip back to the Glorious Land would not come with additional benefits from Wizard Setoh. Nevertheless, if he succeeded in annihilating the Church of Light, perhaps there would be some benefits for him.

After all, the Church of Light was a powerful force that had been entrenched in the Glorious Land for so many years. How would it be sparse?

"When are you ready to depart?"

Wizard Setoh asked Merlin.

Merlin thought for a moment. He had not much to prepare. The Wizard Heart in his Awareness had not been fused with the Darkness-type and Thunder-type Wizards Hearts but simulating fusion in the Illusory World would take a very long time.

Thus, Merlin replied directly, "It's better not to delay. There's nothing I have to prepare. We can go now!"

"Oh? Go now? However, you cannot bring Legend Zado's Maxim avatar in your ring into the Glorious Land. The Pandora Demon Abilities and Wizard Heart inside your body, though comparable to a Great Legend, aren't an issue. On the other hand, if a real Great Legend or a robust life force like the black cat Didimoss were to enter the Glorious Land, it would destroy the seal and might result in an unpredictable outcome."

Wizard Setoh was aware that Merlin was accompanied by Legend Zado's avatar. On several occasions, Wizard Setoh had communicated with Merlin using Legend Zado's avatar.

"I can't bring the Maxim avatar?"

Merlin took a deep breath, and retrieved Legend Zado's Maxim avatar. Then, he gave a respectful bow. "Thank you, teacher, for staying with me all this time!"

Legend Zado's Maxim avatar nodded. "You better not slack off. Strive to become a Great Legend as soon as possible!"

With that, Legend Zado's Maxim avatar flew out of the castle.

"Alright, we can go to the Glorious Land now!"

Wizard Setoh also stepped out of the castle. After keeping the castle away, he led Merlin and flew toward the depths of the Void Zone.

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"Splash splash."

Merlin trailed behind Wizard Setoh in the Void Zone. He did not how long they flew before Merlin heard the sound of flowing water in the Void Zone which had no time nor space.

"I'm beginning to imagine sounds…"

Merlin shook his head slightly, and said with a bitter smile. The Void Zone would not possibly have flowing water, much less the sound of such a thing.

"Splash splash."

However, this sound grew louder and louder, seeming to reverberate in Merlin's ears.

"You're not hallucinating!"

Wizard Setoh suddenly stopped, and pointed at a direction next to Merlin. "Look, what's that?"

Merlin followed Wizard Setoh's gaze. The scene in front, which had been empty, after a gesture from Wizard Setoh, was instantly replaced by an image of unparalleled magnificence that appeared before Merlin's eyes.

A gigantic waterfall plunged from above but it was not water that was flowing but a golden light. These golden rays flowed as one massive waterfall, and seemed to be never-ending.

Moreover, below the giant waterfall, the pooling golden light rapidly converged as a starry universe. In that starry universe, there was a dimension shaped like a ball of fog.

This was a dimension. Merlin had seen many dimensions in the Void Zone, and this mass of fog definitely contained a dimension!

"Merlin, here's the Glorious Land. Can you guess what that golden waterfall is?"

Wizard Setoh looked at Merlin with a dry smile as he asked.

"Golden waterfall?"

Merlin looked carefully at the golden ribbon of flowing light. He did not discern any force of a Maxim from the golden rays of this waterfall but he would not be mistaken about this imposing presence. This was surely more terrifying than a Maxim.

The golden light was everywhere, surrounding the Glorious Land tightly like a lake. In order to enter the Glorious Land, one must pass through this lake of golden light to even approach the dimension.

Merlin thought about what Wizard Setoh had said about how the Glorious Land was jointly sealed by the three Great Arcane Wizards. With that, Merlin raised his head and said tentatively, "This golden waterfall, and the golden river – is it the seal of the three Arcane Wizards?"

When Wizard Setoh heard this, he laughed heartily. "Haha, not bad, Merlin, you've guessed correctly. This golden waterfall and river are the seal of us three Great Arcane Wizards indeed. If there was someone who could look through our concealment, and they tried in vain to approach the Glorious Land, even a mighty Lord would be instantly killed when they enter the golden river!"

Seeing the cold glint in Wizard Setoh's eyes, Merlin's heart jolted. Even a Great King would be instantly killed. This was enough to show the importance of the Glorious Land toward the three Great Arcane Wizards for them to join forces and set up such a fearsome seal.

"Don't be afraid. There's a part of me in that seal too. I'm unable to open the other two sides, and a Great Legend would have no way of entering. However, it's just you alone, and you're not a Legend. I only have to release the seal that I've placed, and you'll be able to pass through the golden river and enter the Glorious Land!"

Merlin nodded and became thoughtful. Since this golden river was not a Maxim, and neither was it Elemental energy that Merlin was familiar with, it was a mystical force that Merlin had never seen.

With this bubbling curiosity, Merlin asked softly, "Wizard Setoh, what power is this golden light?"

"What power?"

Wizard Setoh lifted his gaze, and looked toward the Void Zone, his eyes deep and inscrutable.

"Indeed, this isn't a Maxim because this is the power of the natural order that only ultimate existences can connect to!"

"The power of the natural order?"

Merlin was shocked. He knew that even the Void Zone in fact abided by the natural order. Ultimate existences were likewise limited by the natural order, and no one could break it.

A reversed living being like the black cat Didimoss was reversing the natural order. A being like this, as long as they did not die, would have unimaginable accomplishments in the future.

Ultimate existences were unable to transcend or overcome the natural order. Nevertheless, because of that, the most important standard of becoming an ultimate existence was the ability to connect to the natural order, and receive the greatest possible power permitted under the natural order.

Strictly speaking, ultimate existences were still like Lords, only they were able to successfully connect to the natural order and obtain powers far beyond any Lords. As long as a place had the natural order, the abilities of ultimate existences were nearly endless.

It was not surprising that Merlin would find this golden light to be something unfamiliar. This was the core strength of ultimate existences, to connect to the natural order and seal the Glorious Land. Only then could one escape the God of Light's investigations, preventing him from learning about the Glorious Land's exact position.

"Alright, Merlin, are you ready?"

Wizard Setoh asked with a serious expression.

Merlin nodded. "I'm ready! However, Wizard Setoh, I have one last question. After entering the Glorious Land, how do I leave?"

Merlin pointed at the golden river. He found it hard to imagine – with such a powerful seal, after he had returned to the Glorious Land, how should he come out?

Wizard Setoh shook his head as he explained, "You don't have to worry about this. The seal we've placed is only directed toward the outside but doesn't affect the inside of the Glorious Land. One only needs to have a Legend's power. They don't even need to be a Legend to directly fly out of the Glorious Land. It's not that different from the ordinary dimensions of the Void Zone. Now that you have the seventh form of Darkness Eye, you can leave the Glorious Land at any time!"

With that, Wizard Setoh's body exuded golden rays all over, and a marvelous fluctuation induced a sense of reverence in Merlin.

"The natural order?"

Merlin raised his head but saw nothing. Nonetheless, from the depths of his heart, he was overwhelmed by reverence. Nothing else besides the omnipresent natural order would have such an effect of him.

"Open!"

Following Wizard Setoh's great roar, the entire golden river seemed to be stirred up by a giant at full strength.

"Rumble."

The golden light began to boil over but a part of it started to surge apart furiously, and a perfectly straight passage appeared, allowing entrance into the Glorious Land.

Merlin drew in a deep breath, and slowly approached the passage. The flowing golden light within made him feel a sense of veneration like he did not dare to step in. Wizard Setoh's body was glimmering with a golden light that was exactly similar, and he appeared incomparably divine.

"Merlin, don't forget the mission I've assigned you to destroy the Church of Light! How can we allow the origin of our Spell Caster civilization to be under the God of Light's constant influence?"

Wizard Setoh's voice rang beside Merlin's ears. Merlin nodded, and without a backward glance, resolutely stepped into the passage.

This passage looked to be rather short but in truth, it was very long. Merlin increased his speed. He could even see that the wisps of golden light were folding into each other, which meant that it was strenuous for Wizard Setoh to open this part of the seal. After all, the seal was a unified whole, so if Wizard Setoh opened a part of it, it would be suppressed by the other two parts of the seal.

"Whoosh."

Merlin finally got through the passage, and made it across the golden river. He stood before the thick white fog. This was the closest he had been to the Glorious Land. All he had to do was take a small step, and he would return to the Glorious Land.

Merlin turned to look back. He could still see the piercing golden glow of Wizard Setoh's body, and behind Wizard Setoh was the boundless, impenetrable Void Zone.

"Phew…"

Merlin let out a long sigh, then turned back firmly. His body transformed into a beam of light, and he immediately flew into the Glorious Land, hidden within the white fog.

"Glorious Land, I'm back!"

Merlin shut his eyes, and his figure soon vanished in the dense, white fog…

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Chapter 653: Three-headed Monster

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The snowfield stretched as far as the eye could see. The pure white blanket of snow weighed upon the branches, making them crooked. Moreover, a fresh drift of snow was still fluttering from the sky, bringing a chilly wind that cut to the bone.

Nonetheless, even on such a cold snowfield, a horse carriage was slowly making its way through the forest, leaving two deep track lines in the ground.

The coachman, Old Quincy, had a face full of wrinkles and was wearing a fur overcoat that was lined with thick, shaggy cotton. Nevertheless, he was still shivering in the chilly wind.

Old Quincy was shivering but he still urged the horse on, passing the undergrowth. He turned back to look within the carriage but his sight was obstructed by a curtain and he could not see inside.

However, Old Quincy knew clearly that the passenger within was a mysterious Spell Caster!

This was Subzero Snowfield, which was chilly all year round. There were few Normies who lived in Subzero Snowfield, and Old Quincy was one of them. Old Quincy made his living by driving the carriage.

Having lived in Subzero Snowfield for most of his life, Old Quincy was very familiar with the place, and he knew almost every corner. A few decades ago, when he was very young, Old Quincy learned that there lived a group of mysterious people who called themselves Spell Casters in Subzero Snowfield. They possessed strange and unfathomable powers.

Thereafter, the Spell Casters of Subzero Snowfield suddenly grew in number, and they had established Frost City. This was an enormous city entirely founded by the mysterious Spell Casters, and Old Quincy had been there before.

A few days ago, Old Quincy had met this enigmatic black-robed passenger on the roads, who had casually tossed ten glittering elemental crystal stones at him, saying that he wanted to go to Frost City. He asked Old Quincy to show him the way.

Naturally, Old Quincy was overjoyed. Perhaps Normies would not know the purpose of elemental crystal stones, but Old Quincy, having been to Frost City, knew that each elemental crystal stone could be exchange for many gold coins in Frost City.

Even if one could not exchange them for gold coins, one could obtain precious treasures not to be found in the outside world. Any of these treasures would fetch an inconceivable sum in the outside world.

However, Old Quincy had taxied many passengers, a few of which were Spell Casters too but they had all used gold coins. It was the first time Old Quincy had met someone like this mysterious passenger who immediately took out ten elemental crystal stones.

Therefore, even though Old Quincy knew that hastening on this journey in such extreme weather would be dangerous, he could not care about that for the sake of the elemental crystal stones. If this journey was a success, he would be able to return, no longer needing to toil away in Subzero Snowfield.

"Hoo…"

A gust of cold wind, carrying sleet and snow, battered Old Quincy. Old Quincy forced his head up and saw that there was an open space before him. On his left, there was a river that stretched into the horizon.

Currently, the river had formed a thick layer of ice crystals long ago.

"What river is this?"

A deep voice came suddenly, and Old Quincy's heart jumped. He hurriedly turned around and saw that it was the mysterious passenger in the carriage, who had pulled the curtain aside as he stared at the frozen river.

Old Quincy smiled as he replied, "This is the Triad River of Subzero Snowfield. The layer of ice on the river would only melt for eighteen days in the summer. Other than those eighteen days, it's frozen over in a thick layer of ice."

"The Triad River? How far are we from Frost City?"

The enigmatic passenger asked softly.

Old Quincy thought about it for a moment, then carefully answered, "If the weather is good, we can reach in a day but with weather like this, we'll still need two days."

"Two days?"

The mysterious passenger furrowed his brow, and Old Quincy felt an unpleasant jolt, knowing that his customer was not satisfied. Therefore, he glanced at the wide, frozen surface, and clenched his jaw. "If you're not afraid of danger, then going across the ice would only take us half a day to reach Frost City."

"Going across the ice would only need half a day? So what danger is there in doing so?"

"The ice is thick enough so there's no worry of falling in. It's just that, according to some stories, there's a powerful monster living below the frozen ice. If we encounter this monster, we'll be in danger."

Old Quincy gazed at the solid ice layer. He still had some misgivings about the fabled monster.

The enigmatic passenger laughed, and said in a breezy manner, "Then let's go across the ice and reach Frost City earlier. What monster can there be here?"

"Alright, since you agree, we'll go across the frozen river."

Old Quincy wished to reach Frost City as soon as possible in order to exchange those elemental crystal stones for gold coins. From then on, he would not have to drive around in such a dangerous place as Subzero Snowfield.

With that, Old Quincy made a few simple changes to the carriage's furnishing to ensure its ability to travel across the slippery ice. Then, he gradually changed direction, and headed toward the frozen ice.

"Clip-clop clip-clop."

A rhythmic beat rang out as the horse's hooves clipped across the ice.

In the carriage, a black-robed man shut his eyes tightly. His hand clutched a white bead that was glowing with white light, appearing extraordinary and mysterious.

"Phew…"

After an unknown period of time, the black-robed man awoke, wearing an exhausted expression. He looked down at the white bead in his hand, following which he said helplessly, "I've been carrying out simulations in the Illusory World for so long but I'm still not assured enough."

This black-robed man was Merlin who had returned to the Glorious Land.

Upon his return, he found himself in a land of extreme cold. After some inquiries, he learned that it was Subzero Snowfield. In the past, he had stayed in Subzero Snowfield for some time, and finally, he learned from his inquiries that Frost City was established in Subzero Snowfield. It seemed that it was founded by an external faction called the Dark Magic Region.

Therefore, Merlin had flagged down Old Quincy's carriage on his way, ready to hurry to Frost City.

All this while, Merlin had not been relaxing. Instead, he was simulating spell fusions in the Illusory World but he had discovered that fusing Darkness-type spells or Thunder-type spells was very difficult.

Even after he had been simulating for a long while in the Illusory World, he was still not assured of success. Thus, Merlin dared not attempt to fuse the Spell Models.

Pulling aside the curtain, Merlin stared at the white expanse of ice, and familiar memories sprang up in his mind.

…

After an unknown amount of time, Merlin was suddenly awakened by a bump.

"What's going on?"

Merlin frowned, and threw the curtain aside, questioning Old Quincy.

Old Quincy's face was presently drained, and he was trying to stop the carriage with all his might.

"In front… There's a crack in front. We must leave quickly!"

Old Quincy explained loudly. Cracks were forming over the ice. This was rather similar to avalanches and the like – it was nature's most fearsome power.

"Those aren't natural cracks!"

Merlin narrowed his eyes. He sensed that below the thick ice layer, there was a formidable life force gradually awakening. After this force was aroused, the splits in the ice grew in number like a spiderweb.

"Boom."

Finally, a massive head thrust out from beneath the ice, and a ferocious force swept all around. The surface of the ice shattered instantly.

"It's the monster, the fabled monster beneath the river. We're goners for sure this time…"

Old Quincy was so frightened that he was shaking uncontrollably. He had met the fabled monster of the frozen river. Just the massive head alone caused him so much despair.

A strange look flashed across Merlin's eyes. He glanced at Old Quincy, and immediately flew out of the carriage. With a gentle lift of his hand, a powerful gale carried Old Quincy and his carriage back to the riverbank.

"Crack."

Finally, the layer of ice was smashed completely. Two other heads popped out from below the icy river. It was a frightening monster who had three ugly heads with two colossal wings on its back.

The three-headed monster exuded a tremendous force. As it roared furiously, the violent soundwaves caused more cracks in the distant ice. Thereafter, it opened its mouth and spat a storm filled with sleet that whistled as it approached.

"That's something. Its life force is comparable to a Great Wizard!"

As he watched the storm, Merlin pressed forward gently with his hand, and the spells in his hand quickly transformed into a gigantic palm. The massive storm spat by the three-headed monster was immediately crushed to bits by Merlin's palm.

Powers on par with a Great Wizard was nothing much to Merlin who had the Four-Elemental Wizard Heart. The disparity was too great.

Nonetheless, Merlin was highly interested in this three-headed monster. The Glorious Land could not compare to the Void Zone. In the Void Zone, there were too many foreign civilizations, and monsters on par with mere Great Wizards were a dime a dozen.

However, in the Glorious Land, Great Wizards were essentially the preeminent strength. This monster must practically be an overlord-grade existence in the Subzero Snowfield.

"Flap."

Soo enough, the three-headed monster's great wings extended, and it flew to the sky. The three heads glared unwaveringly at Merlin as if disgruntled that Merlin dared to provoke it.

"Swish."

The three-headed monster flapped its wings, following which it sped toward Merlin like the wind. Its claws obviously contained terrifying strength that was comparable to the Giant Tribe.

Merlin's face turned icy, and the spell in his hand swiftly transformed into countless pikes of flame. They hovered in the air, aimed at the three-headed monster. His Four-Elemental Wizard Heart was capable of innumerable transformations now, and casting spells was of unprecedented convenience.

More importantly, Merlin's Four-Elemental Wizard Heart was too powerful, even comparable to a Great Legend with two Maxims. The three-headed monster would die in one blow.

"Merlin, don't be so hasty to kill it! This monster has powerful strength but its willpower is flimsy. If you want to learn the state of the Illusory Heart, you can try to control it, and use it to do so."

Titus' voice rang in Merlin's ear, causing a slight falter in Merlin's movements.

"Control this monster? Learn the Illusory Heart?"

Merlin's Hallucinating spell had reached the third stage yet he was ultimately unable to approach the realm of the Illusory Heart. He only knew that the Illusory Heart mainly targeted one's spirit, and could even control an opponent without any trace nor sound. It was fearsome indeed.

"Alright, I'll listen to you and give it a go!"

Merlin nodded, following which he waved his hand. Those pikes of flame instantly turned into a fiery red net which was cast over the three-headed monster.

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"Whimper."

The three-headed monster was immediately trapped by Merlin's net of spells, and it was struggling non-stop.

Nevertheless, Merlin pointed, and the net burst out in flames, causing the three-headed monster to struggle even more violently. Furthermore, after the flames, came the ice crystals, which instantly froze the monster in place.

The three-headed monster had truly experienced the "nine heavens of fire and ice".

"Are you well behaved now?"

Merlin looked at the three-headed monster, and made a pitying expression. He knew that this monster was intelligent. Now that it knew of Merlin's "prowess", which was not something it could contend against, it dared not struggle recklessly.

"Titus, what do I do next?"

Merlin immediately asked Titus who was in the Illusory World.

"Using all of your Mind Power, it's best if you can get this monster to fall into your illusion. Thereafter, implant your own will and make this monster your slave! You're now unable to grasp the Illusory Heart. You can't even brush its side, so you can only use this method."

Titus appeared rather helpless too. This was merely an attempt for Merlin to understand the Illusory Heart better. After all, not even Titus could guarantee that Merlin would be able to grasp the Illusory Heart.

"Right, implant my will?"

Merlin lightly shut his eyes, then mobilize his Mind Power. The tremendous Mind Power gradually shrouded the three-headed monster. With the current state of his Hallucinating spell, it was a piece of cake to trap a monster of average intelligence like this in an illusion.

Very soon, the three-headed monster fell into the illusion, and its eyes turned blank.

Merlin drew in a deep breath, and in the boundless illusion, began to forcibly implant his will into the three-headed monster.

"You're my slave!"

No matter which illusion the three-headed monster was in, the depths of its heart reverberated with this voice again and again in an endless and inexhaustible manner. After a long moment, the three-headed monster began to tremble all over, and its face even became rather sinister.

"You're my slave!"

"You're my slave!"

"You're my slave!"

Merlin's voice rang incessantly in the depths of the three-headed monster's heart. This was the first time Merlin was forcefully implanting his willpower into the three-headed monster.

"Roar…"

The three-headed monster abruptly opened its eyes. Not only did it come out of the illusion but it also began to struggle fiercely once more. Its body expanded by a whole size, wishing to escape from Merlin's net of spells through brute force.

However, the Four-Elemental Wizard Heart was not something the three-headed monster, which was merely equivalent to a Great Wizard, could escape from. Although the three-headed monster struggled non-stop, it was ultimately unable to escape the net.

"I've failed!"

Still, Merlin shook his head. He had relied on Titus' method to forcibly implant his willpower into the three-headed monster's mind but he failed in the end. Merlin could not even imagine how scary the Illusory Heart was to be able to instantly control an opponent's soul.

"Titus, your method was of no use. I'll have to use my own ways!"

A cold smirk flitted across Merlin's lips, following which he gripped his five fingers together. That net of spells instantly shrank, enclosing the three-headed monster firmly within.

Moreover, as Merlin continued to shrink the net, the surrounding force seemed almost about to crush the three-headed monster to pieces. It could not help but make "whimpering" noises as a plea.

"I know you can understand me. I can spare you but you must follow me from now on!"

Merlin spoke to the three-headed monster firmly. The three-headed monster hesitated but did not nod in the end. Its expression indicated that it was struggling internally.

Merlin was not worried, and instead, shrank the net of spells even more. At that point, the three-headed monster felt an even stronger pressure as if it would be turned into a lump of minced meat by the net in the next second.

The three-headed monster immediately nodded at Merlin, emitting "mewling" sounds. A monster like this, once it had surrendered, was even more useful than signing a contract.

"Very well!"

Merlin felt a burst of joy, and the net of spells was withdrawn. The three-headed monster was honest and guileless, bowing its three heads to express its allegiance to Merlin.

"Titus, are you seeing this? My way is more effective than yours!"

Merlin laughed as he spoke.

"So what? It's merely a monster on par with a Great Wizard."

Titus' voice was cold. He was rather annoyed too. He had asked Merlin to implant his will into the mind of the three-headed monster, not for the sake of controlling the monster but for Merlin to gain another level of understanding of the Illusory Heart.

However, this had failed. Titus did not know when Merlin would be able to grasp the Illusory Heart. If Merlin could not do so, then he could forget about creating an Illusory World. Titus would only exist forever as an illusory strand of Mind Power, unable to be "resurrected".

Merlin paid no mind to Titus. He valued Hallucinating spells highly but if he was ultimately unable to grasp them, he would not force it. After all, the Mind Power system was incomplete. This in itself was a dangerous path. A moment of carelessness could lead to unbearable consequences.

On the other hand, the Spell Caster system was perfected long ago, able to produce ultimate existences. As long as Merlin's Hallucinating spell could not be upgraded, he would focus his efforts on simulating spell fusion.

Looking at the three-headed monster who was still bowing its head to maintain its subservience, Merlin instantly flew atop the three-headed monster's back, and lightly patted one of the massive heads.

"Let's go, fly back to the riverbank first!"

The three-headed monster roared to the sky, following which it flapped its wings and promptly flew to the riverbank.

"Phew…"

On the riverbank, Old Quincy watched with mouth agape as, across the distant frozen ice, a giant shadow flew toward him. It was that frightening three-headed monster but this monster was now subdued by that mysterious passenger.

Even so, Old Quincy felt a shiver of fear as he looked at the enormous shape in the sky. Even his horse was so scared that its knees buckled as it wore an uneasy expression.

The three-headed monster quickly landed on the ground, and those three heads glared coldly at Old Quincy.

"Take the elemental crystal stones and leave quickly. You don't have to bring me to Frost City anymore. Just point me in the general direction, and I'll go myself!"

Merlin's voice cut through the air, and Old Quincy hurriedly replied, "Follow the Triad River all the way north, and you'll see Frost City!"

Merlin bobbed his head, then softly patted that massive, wart-like head of the three-headed monster, booming in a deep voice, "Did you hear that? Onward to Frost City!"

The three-headed monster extended its wings, and leaped into the air. It stretched its wings and reached the sky in a few flaps, following the direction pointed out by Old Quincy, flying north.

Old Quincy only recovered his senses then. After thinking about it in detail, he realized that to be able to subdue the three-headed monster, this passenger he had fetched in his carriage must be a powerful Spell Caster.

"How lucky to have met a powerful Wizard, and also get so many elemental crystal stones. I can head back, and won't have to risk my life in Subzero Snowfield anymore."

A smile appeared on Old Quincy's face, and he immediately repaired his carriage. Driving the carriage, he slowly headed back to the returning path…

…

In the bustling Frost City, Spell Casters entered and exited everywhere but most of them were Spell Casters who wore an unusual, long Wizard robe, seemingly occupying a special position in Frost City.

Spell Casters who were often in Frost City would know that these special Wizards were the Spell Casters of the Dark Magic Region.

Initially, Subzero Snowfield was relatively unorganized and disorderly. There had never been any large-sized faction that was able to establish itself in Subzero Snowfield. However, ever since a few decades ago, everything changed after the arrival of the Dark Magic Region.

The Dark Magic Region, upon arriving at Subzero Snowfield, relied upon its extensive resources to quickly built Frost City. Moreover, it was completely open, allowing free trade in Frost City.

Furthermore, the Dark Magic Region had handed out some precious items unique to spell casters' organizations, so it swiftly attracted most Spell Casters of Subzero Snowfield. There were even some Spell Casters from beyond Subzero Snowfield who came here just for Frost City.

With that, Frost City rapidly developed into the sole large-sized city in Subzero Snowfield. With the Dark Magic Region overseeing things, it was very secure.

It was just that, after the chaos of the entire Spell Caster world, some other Spell Caster factions had entered Subzero Snowfield to form their own groups as well. They secretly fought against the Dark Magic Region for the position of governing Subzero Snowfield.

Currently, Frost City was in a castle, and many Spell Casters, with long faces and worried hearts, reported toward the grand elder Wizard Seymour regarding recent significant developments in Subzero Snowfield.

"Wizard Seymour, lately, Sleet Fort has absorbed another small-sized Spell Caster faction at Thule in Subzero Snowfield. Sleet Fort's powers would increase somewhat, and they've recently clashed against some disciples of our Dark Magic Region who were outside."

"Wizard Seymour, Bloodlion Tower is forcing our hand as well. They're trying to completely occupy the Triad River. In that manner, they would press on closer to our Frost City. It's really terrible!"

"Wizard Seymour, there's Ozmu as well who's on the move once again. After taking over the southern Spell Caster world, they've completely broken off with the northern Spell Caster world. A war may break out at any moment."

With all these matters put together, the Spell Casters had to make their reports for over two hours.

"Alright, the most urgent matter is to deal with Sleet Fort and Bloodlion Tower. The rest are small problems for now, so we can forget about them first!"

Wizard Seymour opened his eyes, and the hall was filled with a serious mood.

Currently, Wizard Seymour was the Dark Magic Region's sole support. Back when the Dark Magic Region had just arrived at Subzero Snowfield, it only had three Eighth-level Spell Casters, one of whom was Wizard Seymour. Although an Eighth-level Wizard was powerful in Subzero Snowfield, they were unable to become an overlord-grade faction.

However, in merely sixteen years, Wizard Seymour had a breakthrough and became a Ninth-level Spell Caster. He had become the strongest contender of the Dark Magic Region. It was under Wizard Seymour's support that the Dark Magic Region was able to expand Frost City to its present glory.

"Sleet Fort and Bloodlion Tower are really pushing it. It's only because they have Ninth-level Spell Casters as well, and there are even rumors that there are more than one of those in Sleet Fort…"

Before he could finish, a commotion erupted outside the great hall, and he could hear the sounds of terrified, panicked cries among the hubbub.

"What's happening outside?"

Wizard Seymour's face turned dark as he asked softly.

"Bang."

The huge doors were viciously kicked open. Usually, this was considered impolite, and no one would dare to do so but the one who came in was an Eight-level Wizard of the Dark Magic Region.

"Wizard Seymour, it's bad. Come take a look outside. A three-headed monster is heading toward our Frost City!"

"Swoosh."

The faces of all the Spell Casters in the hall, including the Ninth-level Wizard Seymour, instantly turned deathly pale. All at once, everyone was looking at Wizard Seymour.

At a moment like this, only Wizard Seymour could decide what to do!

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Chapter 655: He Had Returned!

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On the rampart, the chilly wind buffeted their faces like an icy knife. Even the Spell Casters had no choice but to cast Defensive spells to block the vicious chill of the wind.

"It really is a three-headed dragon, a creature of the legends! I've heard that the three-headed dragon only lives in the coldest part of the frozen river and that someone has seen it before in the Triad River. I didn't think that it really exists…"

Wizard Seymour was presently standing atop the city gate tower as well. The entire Frost City was built by the Dark Magic Region back then. The Dark Magic Region specialized in Runic Magic Circles, so naturally, the entire Frost City was covered by a powerful Runic Magic Circle.

Currently, Frost City had activated the Runic Magic Circle, and it was glowing with a faint white light.

It was just that when they saw that colossal three-headed dragon in the distant sky, just like a massive shadow that was speedily approaching Frost City, everyone's heart was choked by an apprehensive haze.

The three-headed dragon was one of the most ruthless monsters of the legends, comparable to those powerful Great Wizards, and they were unable to find any Great Wizard in the entire Frost City.

"Hurry, let's run. All the Spell Casters of the Dark Magic Region must flee as far as they can. Frost City can't hold back a three-headed dragon…"

Wizard Seymour was trembling slightly, and his heart was enduring an immense torment too. He had gone to great lengths to lead the Dark Magic Region out of its slump, finally setting a solid foundation in Subzero Snowfield. He even hoped to expand its influence a step further, restoring the former glory of the Dark Magic Region.

Although Sleet Fort and Bloodlion Tower were closing in step by step, Wizard Seymour could still put up a fight.

Nonetheless, the approaching three-headed dragon before his eyes was a fearsome creature on par with Great Wizards. Once it had landed, Frost City would be utterly destroyed.

The Dark Magic Region had no strength to resist at all!

"Open the city gates and remove the Runic Magic Circle. Anyone who can flee must flee!"

Wizard Seymour's voice even carried a faint note of madness. Everyone could discern his sense of frustration.

"Wizard Seymour, what about you? Flee with us too. You mustn't stay in Frost City any longer…"

The Dark Magic Region could not do without Wizard Seymour. The entire Subzero Snowfield was no longer as scattered as it was decades ago when Spell Casters were all lone wolves, and there was not a single faction of minimum power.

Therefore, the Dark Magic Region was able to grow so swiftly back then.

However, the Subzero Snowfield now had Bloodlion Tower and Sleet Fort. If the Dark Magic Region lost Wizard Seymour, their only Ninth-level Spell Caster, then the Dark Magic Region would be in a difficult position in Subzero Snowfield.

"Leave? I can't bear this. How difficult it was to rebuild the Dark Magic Region, all the challenges just to have the chance to restore the former glory of the Dark Magic Region. I can't bear this!"

Wizard Seymour clenched his fists, and his ferocious expression was frightening indeed. Frost City was his heart and soul. The Dark Magic Region was salvaged, all thanks to his sole efforts.

However, now that everything was going to be thoroughly wiped out by a fabled monster before him, how could Wizard Seymour bear it?

"Swoosh."

At last, that enormous shadow descended from the sky. The colossal frame of the three-headed dragon stepped into Frost City fearsomely, and its terrifying force was suffocating.

"Wizard Seymour, if you don't leave then it'll be too late. We'll use the Runic Magic Circle to trap the three-headed dragon first!"

The other two Eighth-level Wizards, after seeing that the dragon had landed, immediately thought to use the Runic Magic Circle to trap the creature.

"Phew…"

Wizard Seymour heaved a long sigh, and calmed his turbulent emotions. Following that, he shook his head. "Forget it. I'm guessing even the runes won't hold it down. Why should we provoke this dragon further, causing the entire Frost City to be destroyed? Let's go. We'll hide for now. Perhaps the fabled monster only came to Frost City by chance."

After Wizard Seymour spoke, he released his clenched fists. Following that, he quickly turned, and flew out of the city along with other Spell Casters who were above the Seventh-level of the Dark Magic Region.

"Boom."

The entire Frost City started to quake violently, following which a "whistle" pierced through the air. Wizard Seymour and the rest looked up, and saw a gigantic shadow in the sky above.

"What's going on? The monster is chasing us?"

"The three-headed dragon is rushing toward us. Is it intelligent?"

A great change came over their faces. The three-headed dragon was scary enough, and now it was intelligent. It was racing directly toward Wizard Seymour and the rest, and the situation turned into a crisis.

"Swish swish swish."

A few Seventh-level Spell Casters immediately rushed in front of Wizard Seymour, protecting him.

"Wizard Seymour, leave first. The Dark Magic Region can only deal with its many problems under your leadership. Nothing must happen to you! This dragon is acting berserk now. I'm afraid we can't even protect Frost City. We'll block this dragon right here for now!"

Nonetheless, Wizard Seymour fixed his gaze upon the three-headed dragon, and paid no mind to the three Seventh-level Wizards.

"Boom."

The three-headed dragon landed on the ground not far from Wizard Seymour, and everyone prepared for a battle against a mighty foe. In particular, the three heads of the three-headed dragon now extended their necks, practically reaching past the heads of the three Seventh-level Spell Casters.

"Snort."

Suddenly, the three-headed dragon snorted, and the three Seventh-level Spell Casters were incomparably nervous. Under the overwhelming force of the three-headed dragon, their nerves became extremely tense.

After all, this three-headed dragon looked to be too powerful. The difference between them and the three-headed dragon was too big as if the creature was able to crush them in one stomp. Even the entire Frost City could not bear the destruction of the three-headed dragon.

"Wizard Seymour!"

Suddenly, a figure standing high atop the head of the creature appeared on the back of this utterly terrifying three-headed dragon, gazing at the Wizards below.

"You…"

Wizard Seymour's gaze sharpened as he stared unwaveringly at that figure atop one of the three-headed dragon's heads. He only felt a sense of familiarity as if a memory tucked away in his mind was now gradually unfolding.

"Wizard Seymour, it's been decades since I saw you. The Dark Magic Region has grown very well!"

A voice with the hint of a sigh caused Wizard Seymour to shiver all over, and the locked memory finally revealed a familiar figure.

"Wizard Merlin, you're Wizard Merlin!"

An incredulous expression blossomed across Wizard Seymour's face. Decades ago, when the Dark Magic Region was getting ready to leave, Wizard Merlin, who had singlehandedly urged the Dark Magic Region to leave, suddenly vanished, and the entire Runic Magic Circle had disappeared along with him as well.

Ever since then, no one had seen Merlin.

In the Dark Magic Region, those who truly understood Merlin's significance were few in number but only Wizard Seymour knew that Merlin was the first elder of the Dark Magic Region back then. Without Merlin, the Dark Magic Region would have found it difficult to survive.

"Wizard Merlin, you've returned at last!"

Wizard Seymour's voice was filled with emotion.

"That's right, I've returned at last!"

Standing atop the head of the three-headed dragon, Merlin spoke in a rueful tone as well.

To think that back then, he was abruptly brought into the Void Zone by the black cat Didimoss. Since then, he had lived through various dangers. Among these, his experiences were something unattainable to many Spell Casters even in a thousand years.

Being able to return to the Glorious Land and meet his old friends of the past once more, even Merlin was moved to his core.

"Wizard Merlin, welcome back to the Dark Magic Region!"

Seeing that it was the prodigious Spell Caster Wizard Merlin of the Dark Magic Region back then, Wizard Seymour finally heaved a sigh of relief. Frost City would not be destroyed. As he stared at Merlin who could stand atop a three-headed dragon, Wizard Seymour even felt that this was an opportunity for the Dark Magic Region to be completely restored to its former glory.

Merlin nodded, and looked at the other Spell Casters who were still bewildered and uncertain. Thereafter, he waved his hand lightly, and the three-headed dragon lowered its three fearsome, gigantic, wart-like heads, just like a pet.

Merlin stroked its head, and said softly, "Wait for me outside. You're not allowed to ruin anything here!"

The three-headed dragon nodded heavily, following which it sprawled onto the ground and shut its eyes. It could not be bothered to pay attention to the Spell Casters of Frost City. After all, it honestly dared not wreak havoc in Frost City.

Seeing that Merlin could tame a three-headed dragon so easily, many Spell Casters felt an unprecedented level of shock. In particular, Wizard Seymour's eyes also flashed with a strange light.

He knew that after so many years had passed, Merlin who was still budding back then had now grown to a level that was nearly inconceivable even to a Ninth-level Spell Caster like him…

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Chapter 656: The Situation of the Spell Caster World!

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Frost City had resumed its former peace. The Spell Casters of the Dark Magic Region worked to pacify everyone, and there were no further disturbances in Frost City.

Nonetheless, within the highest tower of the Dark Magic Region in Frost City, the atmosphere was tense.

As Frost City was built by the Dark Magic Region, it had carried the Dark Magic Region's past manners and traditions. They had erected many towers. Currently, Merlin was in Wizard Seymour's tower. Not even Seventh-level Wizards had the right to enter – only Wizard Seymour and those two Eighth-level Wizards.

"Wizard Merlin, it's been so many years. Where have you been? Why were we unable to find out anything about you?"

Wizard Seymour could not help but ask at last. In the past, due to his high regard of Merlin, he would often send Wizards to inquire in the southern and northern Spell Caster world, even infiltrating the dangerous Holy Light Empire to ask around.

However, they had not been able to find any traces of Merlin.

Merlin looked at Wizard Seymour. Naturally, he could tell in a glance that Wizard Seymour was a Ninth-level Spell Caster. Throughout so many years, the Dark Magic Region had been propped up by Wizard Seymour.

Nevertheless, Merlin had decided not to speak of the Void Zone for now. The Glorious Land had been sealed for so many years that it had declined long ago. They might know nothing about the world outside.

Therefore, Merlin replied carelessly, "Indeed, I've been to a mysterious place, and only just got the chance to return now. Tell me about the Dark Magic Region."

Merlin's voice unwittingly now carried an involuntarily "domineering" tone. Perhaps even he himself did not realize this. Before this, Merlin would never act so "domineering" in the Dark Magic Region no matter what but after he had entered the Void Zone, joined a civilization war, and killed existences like Great Legends, it was natural that he would not acknowledge a mere Ninth-level Spell Caster like Wizard Seymour.

As for Wizard Seymour, he felt that this was to be expected. Based solely on how Merlin was able to subdue that terrifying three-headed dragon outside, he knew that Merlin was far beyond anything he could compare to.

Thus, Wizard Seymour began to narrate in detail the process of the Dark Magic Region's development throughout the years.

The Dark Magic Region had originally emerged strongly in Subzero Snowfield, gradually causing a reshuffling of the factions in Subzero Snowfield. Previously, Subzero Snowfield had almost no faction but after the emergence of the Dark Magic Region, two other factions – Bloodlion Tower and Sleet Fort – rapidly rose as well. Moreover, they had some conflicts and clashes with the Dark Magic Region in Subzero Snowfield.

These three factions would battle to determine their positions sooner or later so in recent years, most of the Dark Magic Region's efforts had been focused on secretly struggling against these two factions.

"Other than Subzero Snowfield, what about other palaces? The southern Spell Caster world, the northern Spell Caster world, and Ozmu – what's up with all those?"

Merlin needed to know the general situation of the entire Glorious Land and not just a small area of Subzero Snowfield. After all, Subzero Snowfield's influence was considered rather insignificant in the entire Spell Caster world, amounting nothing much at all.

Even if all the factions of Subzero Snowfield were put together, they could not compare to a large-sized spell casters' organization.

"The southern Spell Caster world is completely done for!"

Wizard Seymour eyed Merlin, and noticed Merlin's astonished look. He knew then that Merlin really did not know about the matters of the southern Spell Caster world.

Therefore, he explained, "The southern world's Three Major Spell Caster organizations had been wiped out completely by Ozmu. Moreover, Ozmu had absorbed the forces and influence of these spell casters' organizations, and in the blink of an eye, they were able to directly contend against the northern Spell Caster world. Hehe, in fact, the northern Spell Caster world has reaped what they sowed. Initially, they were much stronger than the southern Spell Caster world, having no less than seven major spell casters' organizations but they ganged up with Ozmu back then to bring about the ruin of the southern Spell Caster world. Now, it's their turn. In recent years, Ozmu has made the northern Spell Caster world learn the meaning of suffering. They're about to go down the same route as the southern Spell Caster world."

Wizard Seymour's voice was underlined by a trace of bitterness. After all, back then, Ozmu and the northern Spell Caster world had joined forces, thus causing the great ruin of the southern Spell Caster world. Their spirit was grievously damaged, and they were finally annihilated by Ozmu in one fell swoop.

It could be said that the southern Spell Casters' downfall was largely due to the actions of the northern Spell Caster world. As a past member of the southern Spell Caster world, Wizard Seymour naturally did not feel too favorably toward the northern Spell Caster world.

"Ozmu? Even if they were considered powerful back then, they can't possibly be of any threat to the northern Spell Caster world. How come now it's Ozmu who appears to be backing the northern Spell Caster world into a corner, gaining the upper hand?"

Merlin still understood a part of the past situation. The southern Spell Caster world's Three Major Spell Caster organizations had all joined forces, ready to deliver a destructive blow to Ozmu.

However, their plan was leaked, and instead, Ozmu ganged up with the northern Spell Caster world's large-sized spell casters' organizations to inflict heavy losses upon the Three Major Spell Caster organizations.

Therefore, from this, one could see that Ozmu's power back then might be greater than a single large-sized spell casters' organization but it definitely could not hold up against three large-sized spell casters' organizations.

In addition, the northern Spell Caster had the Seven Major Spell Caster organizations!

When he observed Merlin's puzzlement, a strange expression crossed Wizard Seymour's face, following which he answered slowly, "Wizard Merlin, it really is like a fairy tale. Ozmu is able to become so overbearing toward the northern Spell Caster world mainly because Ozmu has given birth to a new Great Wizard! This Great Wizard, in a previous battle, managed to kill three Great Wizards of the northern Spell Caster world, and even injured two others, and he became everyone's fascination."

When Merlin heard this, his gaze shuddered slightly. Ozmu had produced such a fearsome Great Wizard.

"Who is it?"

Merlin asked quietly.

A smile tugged at the corner of Wizard Seymour's mouth, and he said softly, "This Wizard goes way back with Wizard Merlin, and he also has a link to our Dark Magic Region that's impossible to unravel. He's the one who, like Wizard Merlin, was acclaimed to be the most gifted Spell Caster in the southern Spell Caster world, Kleis!"

"Kleis? So, it's him!"

Merlin was surprised as well. Back then, his competition with Kleis had aroused a sensation. Merlin, who had been a nobody, managed to beat Kleis, and from then on, Merlin was even reputed to be the foremost genius of the southern Spell Caster world.

However, the Dark Magic Region was faced with extinction soon thereafter, and the entire southern Spell Caster world descended into chaos. Merlin, the foremost genius was no longer noticed by anyone.

To think that after decades, the Five-Elemental Wizard Kleis had actually become Ozmu's strongest contender!

"Kleis relies upon Spatial spells, right?"

Merlin knew that Kleis had been a rare Spatial Wizard. Spatial spells were not something most Spell Casters were able to cultivate. One would need to possess tremendous Spatial talent.

Even though Merlin had met many Spell Casters in the Void Zone, there were very few who had Spatial talent. Among them was the Arcane Wizard Setoh. He had even condensed a spatial avatar to rescue Merlin from the Slothful Beast world. Evidently, Spatial Wizards were immensely powerful.

Merlin now had a basic understanding of the Spell Caster's world's state of affairs. In short, it was still in chaos. Compared to the past, the current wars of the Spell Caster world were even more ruthless and frequent.

"Tell me about the Church of Light. How much do you know about it?"

When Merlin returned to the Glorious Land, Wizard Setoh had explicitly briefed him on dealing with the Church of Light. It was best if he could uproot it completely. They must never allow the God of Light to exploit the Church of Light in order to affect the origin of the Spell Caster civilization.

"The Church of Light?"

Wizard Seymour was somewhat taken aback. In fact, he had not paid much attention to the Church of Light but he knew about them somewhat.

"The Church of Light is presently monopolizing the Holy Light Empire, even launching a crusade against heresy. The Kingdom of Blackmoon is exerting itself fully but it still seems incapable of holding them back, suffering great losses."

Merlin's heart tightened as his penetrating gaze fixed upon Wizard Seymour while countless thoughts flashed across his mind.

"The Spell Caster world is still fighting among themselves, and they even think that the Church of Light isn't much of a threat. Even a Ninth-level Spell Caster like Wizard Seymour doesn't take the Church of Light seriously. However, the Church of Light is the biggest threat of all…"

Merlin felt powerless. Behind the Church of Light was the God of Light who stood at the peak of the Void Zone. Launching a crusade against heresy was a way to gain greater influence and control over the Glorious Land.

Although they did not know the God of Light's true purpose, the three Great Arcane Wizards would not possibly allow this to happen. Merlin, having returned to the Glorious Land, must utterly end the Church of Light.

However, before he did that, it seemed like he must end the disputes within the Spell Caster world!

"Boom."

Suddenly, the tower quaked, and they could faintly hear the furious roar of the three-headed dragon outside.

Merlin and Wizard Seymour exchanged a glance, and hurriedly flew out of the tower.

…

In Frost City, the three-headed dragon had initially stretched out its heads upon the ground but the surrounding Spell Casters who gathered around increased in numbers. When they saw that the three-headed dragon was not moving, a few bold Spell Casters approached the creature despite its menacing appearance, even reaching out to touch it.

It was this which infuriated the three-headed dragon. It flew into a rage and spat out a terrible gale, which sent the surrounding Spell Casters flying. Fortunately, it still understood Merlin's command and dared not use its real strength, so it did not kill a single Spell Caster.

Even so, many Spell Casters were so frightened they had fled far away from the three-headed dragon, wearing an expression of lingering fear.

"Swish swish."

Merlin and Wizard Seymour quickly landed before the three-headed dragon.

That massive bulk of the three-headed dragon, upon seeing Merlin, bore the manner of one feeling wronged as it lowered its hideous and sinister heads.

Merlin lightly patted the head of the three-headed dragon and said calmly, "Alright, we'll leave this place now! Wizard Seymour, let's go, bring me to the Wilson clan!"

Wizard Seymour's eyes brightened. In the past decades, the Dark Magic Region had taken care of the Wilson clan very well, even allowing the Wilson clan to establish a Spell Caster clan in Frost City. This was the only Spell Caster clan in Frost City!

Therefore, with Wizard Seymour leading the way, Merlin mounted the three-headed dragon and followed behind Wizard Seymour.

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Chapter 657: Alone

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Subzero Snowfield was icy cold but in the frigid wind, a humongous three-headed monster spread its wings, and became a shadow in the sky.

"Whoosh."

Suddenly, the three-headed monster landed from above. The three heads swiftly lowered themselves, and Merlin gradually walked down from above the head.

"Wizard Merlin, this is the Wilson clan…"

Wizard Seymour was about to further introduce the place to Merlin, only for Merlin to wave his hand lightly. "There's no need for introductions. I know that this is the Wilson Castle…"

As he looked at the familiar castle before him, Merlin was unable to forget that back when he had arrived in this world, he had appeared in the Wilson Castle. Even after they went to the Kingdom of Blackmoon, they had reconstructed Wilson Castle as it had been in Blackwater City.

The castle before him was no different than Wilson Castle had been in the past.

Nonetheless, currently, Wilson Castle had the additional protection of a Runic Magic Circle. Wizard Seymour explained, "Wizard Merlin, the Wilson clan now isn't an average clan. Among them is Wizard Felinda, a Runic Magic Circle Wizard. She's not inferior to the Runic Magic Circle Wizards of our Dark Magic Region, therefore she's set up a Runic Magic Circle around the castle."

The Runic Heartprint on Merlin's brow flashed quickly, and the Runic Magic Circle of Wilson Castle was immediately under Merlin's control. He seemed to recall Felinda as well.

In the past, Felinda was not even a Spell Caster but because she had Spell Caster Quality, she became the first batch of Spell Casters nurtured by the Wilson clan. At that point, Felinda had only displayed a slight affinity for runology. Merlin did not expect that she had become a Runic Magic Circle Wizard today.

It should be known that the Dark Magic Region specialized in runology. If Felinda could become a Runic Magic Circle Wizard, her attainments in runology were naturally rather significant.

"Buzz."

Very soon, after the arrival of the three-headed dragon, of course, this had roused the attention of Wilson Castle. Such a massive dragon was something astounding to anyone.

Therefore, a few knights swiftly rushed out of the castle, equipped with greatswords. They all raised their greatswords yet their eyes contained no trace of fear as if all they needed was a single command for them to rush at the three-headed dragon.

Wizard Seymour and Merlin naturally were not bothered by mere knights like these but the apparel of these knights caused Merlin to immediately think of the heavy armored knights under his father Old Wilson's command back then!

"Wizard Merlin, these are the heavy armored knights of Wilson Castle. I've heard that they're personally trained by your father. I don't know what methods he used but when these knights come together, they're just about able to contend against some First-level Spell Casters."

Although they could only handle First-level Spell Casters, Wizard Seymour was still astounded to his core. This was a world where Spell Casters reigned supreme, and mere Elemental Swordsmen had never dared to challenge the might of Spell Casters for the disparity was too great.

Nonetheless, these heavy armored knights of Old Wilson had shattered this perception.

"The mysterious postures of the relief sculpture!"

A smirk passed over Merlin's lips. He knew that these heavy armored knights were so impressive surely because they had cultivated the postures on the mysterious relief sculpture.

As if sensing the hostility of these knights, the three-headed dragon's gigantic heads all stretched their jaws and huffed lightly.

"Hoo…"

These knights, along with their horses, were immediately blown away, and the three-headed dragon even wore a self-satisfied expression.

Merlin shook his head helplessly. Although this three-headed dragon was intelligent, it was not highly so, only at the level of a seven- or eight-year-old child.

"Alright, stay right here!"

Merlin said softly to the three-headed dragon, following which as if going into an uninhabited place, he and Wizard Seymour stepped into Wilson Castle.

Although its exterior looked just like the Wilson Castle of the past, when Merlin stepped inside, he discovered that everything had changed within.

"Bang."

In a distant open space, there was a group who seemed to be practicing Fireball. Fire Element had gathered in the air above them as fireballs fell like rain upon targets which had been set out for this purpose.

Moreover, before these kids who were about ten years old, there was a twenty-something-year-old young Spell Caster dressed in a long blue Wizard robe. His Elemental fluctuations indicated that he had already become an official First-level Spell Caster.

However, what caught Merlin's notice was not this man's Spell Caster level but his appearance. With his slim build and lean face, it was as if Merlin was looking at a reflection.

More importantly, Merlin felt an intense rush of blood in his body. This was a reaction that could only be induced by someone who shared the same blood.

Wizard Seymour seemed to be very interested too. After he looked closely at Merlin, he said, "Wizard Merlin, surely this young Spell Caster is your lineal descendant?"

"Lineal descendant…"

Merlin nodded. He had not returned for so many years, and did not know a single descendant of his. Nonetheless, this young Spell Caster who looked so much like him was very likely to be a lineal descendant.

"Hmm?"

Merlin seemed to sense something, and swiftly looked up toward a higher part of the castle. There, a pair of eyes were staring at Merlin.

"Swish."

Merlin did not even say anything to Wizard Seymour before he immediately flew into the castle.

Wizard Seymour gazed at Merlin's figure with a complicated look, wearing a bittersweet smile. He mumbled sorrowfully, "Blood relatives… How I miss them!"

Following that, Wizard Seymour vanished into the castle too as if he had never appeared in the first place.

…

In a warm room, an old lady with a face full of wrinkles and hair that had turned the color of snow long ago, gripped the windowsill tightly as she gazed below. Her eyes were shining with amazement.

"Is that you? Merlin, is that you?"

The old lady muttered softly without stopping, and her body was even trembling slightly.

"It's me! Charise!"

In the room, a black-robed man had appeared at an unknown time. He looked at the old woman before him, his eyes filled with a multitude of complex emotions.

Charise stared at Merlin, and for a moment she was like a deflated balloon. Powerlessly she shook her head. "Merlin, I had once hoped endlessly for your return…"

Merlin had returned now but Charise realized that she was already old. Her countless anticipations and interminable longing were reduced to nothing but a profound sense of alienation in the present moment.

"Charise, I've come back!"

Merlin walked toward her and gently stroked Charise's white hair. Normies were like this. In a mere few decades, she had grown to this stage while he would not change even after centuries.

"Tell me, where's Avril?"

Charise opened her mouth a few times before managing to say powerlessly, "Avril's health was never that good. Although she had potions brewed by an apothecary, thirteen years ago, she had passed away!"

"She had passed away?"

There was an intense sense of loss and frustration in Merlin's heart. Time had flown by without a whisper, and his loved ones were no longer by his side. When he looked at Avril who had aged so much with a head of white hair, Merlin could feel that the life force of her body was trickling away. In less than ten years, Charise would die of old age as well. This was something no potion would be able to prevent.

"Merlin, throughout these years, our Wilson clan has had remarkable progress. We're now an honest-to-goodness Spell Caster clan. You have four children in total, and they're all adults now and have borne ten children themselves. Among them, there are many with Spell Caster Quality."

Charise was the same as before. As soon as Merlin returned, she unceasingly "reported" all the matters of the family to Merlin. In that manner, a few hours went by.

Merlin listened without any expression. He sensed a deep joy as Charise was talking about the trifles of the clan. Perhaps she had kept busy all her life in service of the Wilson clan.

"Merlin, you once promised me that we'll return to the Kingdom of Light. I've always been waiting…"

Charise gripped Merlin's hand tightly.

"We'll return. We'll be able to return soon!"

A determined glint shone in Merlin's eyes. Charise, being the princess of the Kingdom of Light's royal family back then, was always thinking about returning to her kingdom. She had now waited for decades, to the point where she was an old lady with a head of white hair.

A smile blossomed on Charise's lips but after all, she was old. It had been a few hours, and she was already tired. After a while, she was asleep in Merlin's embrace. Merlin set her down gently, careful not to wake her, and quietly left Charise's room.

…

In another room, although Old Wilson was very old now, his eyes still burned with a vigorous light, and his tall body was not stooped at all.

"Haha, Merlin, you're finally back! I thought that I might not see you before I die…"

Old Wilson stared at Merlin in a gratified manner. His son was still so young but he was old already. Macy, Charise, even Merlin's own children who had no Spell Caster Quality, were all aged as well but Merlin was as youthful as ever.

When he saw Merlin, Old Wilson seemed to recall the days back in Blackwater City.

"Merlin, have you gone to meet Charise?"

Old Wilson asked gruffly.

"I've seen her!"

"Merlin, throughout all these years, the clan was able to grow so well because Charise had given her all! She always had one wish, which was to return to the Kingdom of Light. I don't know where you've been in the past decades, and I don't need to know. I only want to ask you one thing – is there a way for us to return to the Kingdom of Light?"

Old Wilson's somber expression still shone with dignity.

"Yes, there is. Soon, we'll be able to openly, without fear, return to the Kingdom of Light, to Blackwater City!"

Merlin answered confidently. He could distinctly feel that the life force of Old Wilson's seemingly "tough" body was also trickling away slowly.

Even though Old Wilson had cultivated the posture on the mysterious relief sculpture, and he was a powerful Elemental Swordsman, Old Wilson had only lived up to this point due to the potions brewed by the clan's apothecary.

Merlin could clearly perceive that Old Wilson's life force was almost exhausted. He would die of old age in a few years, and there was nothing he could do about it.

"Haha, go and see your sons, daughters, and your grandchildren. Go and see them!"

Old Wilson waved his hand. He now had a more mellow outlook toward life and death, so when a son like Merlin who had disappeared for a few decades suddenly returned, it was nothing more than a momentary joy for him.

Following that, Merlin turned to leave. He secretly observed his daughters and sons, and even other family members who looked somewhat like him.

However, Merlin did not go up to them. He felt nothing but a sense of unfamiliarity with them. There was no intimacy. In the vast Wilson Castle, he was only reluctant to part with Old Wilson and Charise.

"A Spell Caster is ultimately alone…"

Merlin recalled Wizard Hill's words. Now, as he stood within Wilson Castle, he felt a profound sense of isolation. Even if his lineal descendants were everywhere, it was different from how he had felt in Blackwater City. Everything here only reminded him that he was a stranger.

"You're able to stealthily remove my Runic Magic Circle, and infiltrate Wilson Castle. How bold!"

Suddenly, Merlin felt a force constricting his body as if he was restrained by multiple Runic Magic Circles. Behind him, stood a beautiful female Wizard dressed in a long Wizard robe.

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"Felinda!"

The female Wizard standing behind Merlin gave a shiver when she heard this. She had the utmost familiarity with this voice. Even though she had only been by Merlin's side for a very short time, it was Merlin who had changed her fate.

"Wizard Merlin? You're back?"

Felinda waved one hand, and removed the Runic Magic Circle. Following that, Merlin turned around and looked at the female Wizard Felinda behind him.

In the past, Felinda was not even a First-level Spell Caster but now, she was already a Third-level Spell Caster. Although this was not a high level, based on her technique of casting the Runic Magic Circle earlier, she was definitely worthy of being called a "Runic Magic Circle Wizard".

"Felinda, I've never imagined that in so many years, you'll be able to achieve so much!"

This seed, which Merlin had incidentally planted back then, had sprouted and flourished, and was able to guard Wilson Castle now.

"Felinda, how come I didn't see Emma and Laurinka in the castle?"

How tremendous was Merlin's Mind Power? Forget about merely Wilson Castle itself for he was easily able to blanket the entire Frost City. It was a piece of cake to locate one or two individuals. Nonetheless, he had not found his previous servant Laurinka or his disciple, Emma.

When she heard this question, Felinda's face turned oddly somber but she still replied, "Wizard Merlin, Laurinka and Emma had both died due to the collapse of their Spell Models more than a decade ago!"

Merlin's expression did not shift but his heart was gripped by distress. A Spell Caster's path was not all smooth sailing for every step was filled with risk. If Merlin did not have the Matrix which enabled the construction of stable Spell Models, he would not be capable of reaching where he was now.

Even now, when Merlin fused the Wizard Hearts, he was still at great risk. A slight slip up, and even he might die from the collapse of his Wizard Hearts.

After a moment of silent thought, Merlin calmed his emotions, and waved his hand carelessly. "Your achievements in runology aren't insignificant but fumbling about by yourself is still a limited method! This Runic Heartprint is the life work of the Dark Magic Region's founder, the Great Wizard Fidel. Endless knowledge on runology is recorded within. It's no longer useful to me so I'll pass it to you now. I hope you'll progress further in the field of runology!"

Following that, before Felinda could say anything, Merlin tapped his forehead. Instantly, the Runic Heartprint emerged. This Runic Heartprint had assisted Merlin many times but by now, it was no longer of much use to Merlin. If it was passed to Felinda, it would be fully put to use.

"Boom."

Merlin extracted the Runic Heartprint, and it turned into a white ray of light. Merlin imprinted this forcefully into Felinda's body. At that moment, her face contorted in slight anguish as if she was slowly receiving the huge amount of information contained in the Runic Heartprint.

As time passed by gradually, Felinda's expression resumed its initial calmness bit by bit, until she finally revealed a flash of glee.

"Whoosh."

Felinda opened her eyes. On her forehead was the imprint of the Runic Heartprint. One could tell that she had already begun to absorb the knowledge of the Runic Heartprint.

"Wizard Merlin, this Runic Heartprint is too precious! Not even the Dark Magic Region, which specializes in runes, would have such a comprehensive inheritance!"

As a Rune Wizard, of course, Felinda would understand what the Runic Heartprint represented. With this Runic Heartprint, her understanding of runology would only deepen.

"The Runic Heartprint is your reward. However, the following knowledge which you'll receive, you must pass on to the members of the Wilson clan, leaving nothing out. Got it?"

After Merlin spoke, his eyes seemed to brighten, and Felinda was unwittingly drawn into an illusion.

This was a Hallucinating spell cast by Merlin. Thereafter, he began to pass on the knowledge he had obtained in the Void Zone regarding Spell Models, alchemy, potions, and so on. All this information was firmly imprinted into Felinda's mind.

The entire Glorious Land had been sealed for over millennia, which was akin to being cut off from the rest of the world. The Spell Caster civilization in the Void Zone had developed to an inconceivable stage yet the Glorious Land was still lagging.

With this knowledge, Felinda practically had a mountain of treasures. In the future, barring any unexpected mishaps, the Wilson clan would gradually grow stronger even if Merlin had left.

At the very least, in terms of their foundation, they would not be inferior to any large-sized spell casters' organizations. This was the final gift that Merlin had left for the Wilson clan.

Following that, Merlin walked away from Wilson Castle without alerting anyone. To him, there was nothing else in the Wilson clan that he would be reluctant to part with.

…

"Bang."

The three-headed dragon landed heavily before the highest tower in Frost City. Merlin, who was on the dragon's back, leaped down immediately, and entered the tower.

At the moment, Wizard Seymour was knitting his brown in the tower. Upon seeing Merlin, he raised his eyebrows and broke into a smile. "Wizard Merlin, why have you returned?"

Merlin glanced at Wizard Seymour, then asked directly, "I've heard that in Subzero Snowfield, Bloodlion Tower and Sleet Fort are fighting overt and covert battles against you?"

Wizard Seymour seemed hesitant to speak but finally nodded. "That's right, Bloodlion Tower and Sleet Fort are closing in on us, step by step. I'm coming up with a countermeasure now. These two factions are watched by Ninth-level Spell Casters, so they're not easy to deal with. If we're not careful, then we would…"

Before he could finish, Merlin flapped his hand and said coldly, "Three days. All that's needed are three days for you to conquer these two factions. I must unify the entire Spell Caster world as swiftly as possible, and mustn't waste time in a small place like Subzero Snowfield!"

"Unify the entire Spell Caster world?"

Wizard Seymour was taken aback as if he was stunned by Merlin's "ravings". In truth, ever since the fall of the Molta Empire, there had been no individual or forces during these three thousand years that could unify the entire Spell Caster world. It was far too difficult.

Even if Merlin was comparable to a Great Wizard, it was a fool's dream to unify the entire Spell Caster world.

"Combine all the factions of Subzero Snowfield first. I'll send the three-headed dragon along with you!"

Wizard Seymour was instantly relieved. He knew very well how fearsome the three-headed dragon was. If the three-headed dragon was sent along with them, success was practically guaranteed. Regardless of whether it was Bloodlion Tower or Sleet Fort, they would be unable to resist.

After all, the three-headed dragon was on par with a Great Wizard. In the entire Subzero Snowfield, there was no faction which was managed by a Great Wizard.

"What? Is there any other problem?"

Merlin questioned in a level tone.

Wizard Seymour was slightly astounded, sensing the irrefutable manner in Merlin's voice. Even Wizard Seymour, on a subconscious level, dared not disobey. Nevertheless, he still cautiously said, "Wizard Merlin, with the three-headed dragon, naturally, there won't be any problem. However, if Bloodlion Tower and Sleet Fort don't agree, I'm afraid we might need some more time."

Merlin's eyes flashed coldly. "I'll give you only three days' time. If either Bloodlion Tower or Sleet Fort doesn't agree, let the three-headed dragon resolve the matter. What I need is a Subzero Snowfield led by the Dark Magic Region!"

Wizard Seymour sensed the steely determination of Merlin's voice as well as his willingness to kill, and he knew that the entire Subzero Snowfield might be transformed henceforth.

"The Dark Magic Region's chance is finally here!"

Wizard Seymour was excited deep down, after which he nodded gravely. "Be rest assured, Wizard Merlin. In three days, no matter whether it's Bloodlion Tower or Sleet Fort, they would no longer exist!"

Thereafter, Wizard Seymour turned and left in enthusiastic spirits.

A strange glint twinkled in Merlin's eyes. The entire Spell Caster world was currently in unspeakable disorder. If he did not use an iron fist approach to unify the entire Spell Caster world, there would surely be innumerable challenges in terms of confronting the Church of Light.

"After unifying Subzero Snowfield, then it's time to unify Ozmu, the northern Spell Caster world, and even the royal family of the Kingdom of Blackmoon!"

Merlin dared not underestimate in the slightest the power of the Church of Light, so he was already calculating the next step of his plan.

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Chapter 659: Unification II

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The icy wind was biting cold. Near the Triad River, a group of Spell Casters marked by the prominent imprint of a blood-red lion was setting up some Runic Magic Circles.

"Wizard Evan, complete these Runic Magic Circles quickly. We're not that far from Frost City. If they hurry here, there would be trouble!"

Some of the Spell Casters were urging their teammate. Among these five Spell Casters, it looked like only one was proficient in runes. The task of setting up the Runic Magic Circles was assigned to him.

"Worry not. So, what if they come? Our Bloodlion Tower has already joined forces with Sleet Fort. Hehe, each of our factions has one Ninth-level Spell Caster, and together we've invited two other Ninth-level Spell Casters. With such an impressive line-up, wouldn't it be easy to handle one mere Frost City?"

"This isn't for certain. Frost City is controlled by the Dark Magic Region. I've heard that the Dark Magic Region is a spell casters' organization with extensive resources!"

"Heh, it's precisely because the Dark Magic Region is a spell casters' organization that Bloodlion Tower would join forces with Sleet Fort at all costs to deal with the Dark Magic Region together. Once the Dark Magic Region which possesses abundant resources has been vanquished, the power of our two factions will surely advance by leaps and bounds!"

These Spell Casters of Bloodlion Tower seemed rather familiar with Frost City and the Dark Magic Region.

In the entire Subzero Snowfield, most Spell Casters knew that the ruler of Frost City – the Dark Magic Region – was a spell casters' organizations with extensive resources.

Previously, no one would dare to even think of attacking Frost City because the Dark Magic Region had one Ninth-level Spell Caster. However, things were different now as Bloodlion Tower and Sleet Fort had risen, similarly having Ninth-level Spell Casters.

Now that they had further formed an alliance, and in addition, invited two Ninth-level Spell Casters, they were the mightiest force in Subzero Snowfield. Currently, they were quite emboldened and brazen, so they were closing in step by step.

Nonetheless, just as these Wizards were working diligently to put up the Runic Magic Circle, they suddenly noticed a gigantic shadow in the distance. It was a three-headed monster of unparalleled size, which was spreading its wings as it flew toward them with a snarl.

Behind the three-headed monster were more than a thousand Spell Casters, all of whom were dressed in the same color, indicating they were Spell Casters above the Fourth-level of the Dark Magic Region!

These Spell Casters of Bloodlion Tower were immediately shocked to their core as they stared numbly at the massive, swooping shadow.

"Those… Those are the Spell Casters from the Dark Magic Region of Frost City. My heavens, there are so many of them. What are they planning to do?"

"Oh no, they seem to be heading toward our Bloodlion Tower."

"Go, go now. Head back and report that the Dark Magic Region has made its move!"

The Spell Casters of Bloodlion Tower were no longer able to remain calm. They instantly turned tail and swiftly headed back toward Bloodlion Tower.

…

"The Dark Magic Region has mobilized over a thousand Wizards, and is rushing toward our Bloodlion Tower?"

In Bloodlion Tower, a lofty Ninth-level Spell Caster, upon hearing the report of the five Wizards below, broke out in a puzzled expression.

"Alright, I've got it. You can go now!"

The Ninth-level Spell Caster of Bloodlion Tower – Wizard Bloodlion waved his hand, dismissing the five Spell Casters.

Wizard Bloodlion turned to look at the three other Spell Casters, his face wearing a serene expression. He spoke leisurely, "Wizards, just as we were discussing how to deal with Frost City, unexpectedly, the Dark Magic Region has instead delivered themselves to our doorstep."

The Elemental fluctuations exuded by the three Spell Casters were not inferior to Wizard Bloodlion in the slightest. Evidently, they were all Ninth-level Spell Casters.

Another Wizard, dressed in a blue robe, pondered for a moment before replying slowly, "We mustn't let down our guard. The Dark Magic Region is still a spell casters' organization after all, with great resources. The grand elder Wizard Seymour is also a Ninth-level Spell Caster. Everyone should understand how difficult it was for us to become Ninth-level Spell Casters. We were all merely roaming Wizards before this. After much hardship, we've established our factions but compared to a spell casters' organization with a thousand years of heritage like the Dark Magic Region, we're still significantly lacking. Both Wizard Bloodlion and I might just about be able to handle Wizard Seymour. According to the report of the Bloodlion Tower's Spell Casters earlier, the Dark Magic Region also seems to have brought a ferocious monster. Perhaps they're relying on it as well, and it might be on par with a Ninth-level Spell Caster. This aggressive onrush of the Dark Magic Region clearly means that they're confident of wiping out Bloodlion Tower on their own. Only then would they dare to dispatch such a large army."

A snowflake was imprinted on this Wizard's long blue Wizard robe, which looked extremely unusual. This was the symbol of Sleet Fort, and it only had one Ninth-level Spell Caster – Wizard Sleetnight!

Wizard Bloodlion nodded as well. "That's right. Everything that Wizard Sleetnight has said is the truth. We're all roaming Wizards who have built our factions after great hardships. We're still a long way from the thousand-year inheritance of the Dark Magic Region. Heh heh, this is the reason we've invited you two Wizards!"

Wizard Bloodlion was referring to the other two strangers who were also Ninth-level Spell Casters. They were both old, and each of them held a magic staff. They were wearing the most ancient robes, and appeared to be very mysterious.

These were the two Ninth-level Spell Casters invited jointly by Bloodlion Tower and Sleet Fort!

After all, the Wizards of spell casters' organizations were generally more powerful than those roaming Wizards. Therefore, faced with Wizard Seymour, both Wizard Bloodlion and Wizard Sleetnight were not assured of victory. Consequently, although they had established their factions long ago, they had never dared to cross the line in their actions against Frost City.

Up until today, when they had invited two Ninth-level Spell Casters!

"Please be rest assured, we'll make our move when the time comes. However, as per our pact, after Frost City is destroyed, both of us will get half of the Dark Magic Region's treasures, and we'll get the right to pick first!"

These two Wizards spoke in raspy voices.

"Be rest assured, both of you. We've already signed the contract. Can we even go back on our promise? However, the Dark Magic Region is coming at full force, so we'd better go and get ready."

Wizard Bloodlion and the other three Wizards immediately left the main foyer. Before Bloodlion Tower, there was a blood-red stone lion of incomparable size. The stone lion's mouth was agape, inducing a vague sense of dread in onlookers.

This was the origin of Bloodlion Tower. According to rumors, the Blood Lion formed the foundation of Bloodlion Tower. Back then, as Wizard Bloodlion had obtained this Blood Lion, he became a Ninth-level Spell Caster and founded Bloodlion Tower, which became one of the three major factions of Subzero Snowfield.

"Rise!"

Wizard Bloodlion brandished one hand. Instantly, the Blood Lion began to vibrate gently, following which crimson light shot out from the Blood Lion's mouth, rapidly covering the entire Bloodlion Tower.

"Alright, I've already activated the Blood Lion. This is a formidable casting tool. In one blow, it's enough to match a Ninth-level Spell Caster's full-force attack. Humph, the Dark Magic Region is foolish indeed. They dare to attack on their own. Otherwise, we might have to waste additional effort."

Wizard Bloodlion evidently had great confidence in the Blood Lion. This was the home ground of Bloodlion Tower, so naturally, it was heavily guarded. If four of them were to attack Frost City, they would similarly be faced with the defenses of the Dark Magic Region's Runic Magic Circles, which would pose huge challenges.

However, now that the Dark Magic Region had made their move, Wizard Bloodlion and the rest were gleeful instead. Now, they would not have to deal with those troublesome Runic Magic Circles.

"That's right. No matter how many from the Dark Magic Region are coming, we must kill them all, stripping them of any power to resist!"

Wizard Sleetnight's confidence grew many times over. With four Ninth-level Spell Casters, in addition to not having to deal with the Runic Magic Circles of the Dark Magic Region, this was undoubtedly an advantage for them.

Bloodlion Tower passed down its orders, and the Spell Casters of Bloodlion Tower prepared themselves as well, after which they quietly waited.

After a few hours, a dark cloud appeared at the skyline. Nonetheless, if one looked closely, one would see that it was not a cloud but a three-headed monster of unparalleled proportion.

Behind this three-headed monster were more than a thousand Spell Casters, who were Wizards of the Dark Magic Region, dressed in the same color!

"They're here! What's that three-headed monster? It looks to be extraordinary. Both of you Wizards, I'll let you take care of that creature while we deal with Wizard Seymour!"

Wizard Bloodlion and Wizard Sleetnight exchanged a glance. None of them knew what that three-headed monster was, only sensing that it was rather unusual. It must be on par with a Ninth-level Spell Caster or the Dark Magic Region would not have brought this three-headed monster to attack Bloodlion Tower.

"Halt!"

At Wizard Seymour's single command in the sky, everyone stopped in their tracks. When Wizard Seymour felt four different forces that were no weaker than his own, his face shifted greatly.

He had gotten the news about the secret communications between Bloodlion Tower and Sleet Fort, and it seemed like they were going to quietly join forces. Those two Ninth-level Spell Casters used to be two roaming Wizards, so Wizard Seymour felt that he could take them on.

However, if there were four Ninth-level Spell Casters, then it was quite dangerous. Frost City would be on the brink of extinction.

"I've heard that the three-headed dragon is comparable to a Great Wizard. I myself was only able to locate records of the three-headed dragon in the most ancient books of the Dark Magic Region. It looks like Bloodlion Tower and Sleet Fort aren't familiar with the three-headed dragon!"

Wizard Seymour saw that the four Ninth-level Spell Casters had all rushed forward. He knew that these were roaming Wizards who did not have extensive resources as the Dark Magic Region. Naturally, they would not recognize the extremely ancient three-headed dragon.

After all, in the entire Spell Caster world, there was only one such three-headed dragon left. It was just that even Wizard Seymour could not say for sure how strong the three-headed dragon really was.

"Boom."

Suddenly, the Blood Lion below shuddered violently, and a beam of light, powerful enough to match a Ninth-level Spell Caster, streaked toward the three-headed dragon.

"Roar…"

The three-headed dragon had received Merlin's instructions. Anyone who dared to retaliate must be killed.

Therefore, the three-headed dragon stretched both its wings. It stared at the blood-red light speeding toward it and gave a vicious flap.

"Bang."

The crimson light slackened at that moment and was directly shattered by the wings of the three-headed dragon. The full-force attack of a Ninth-level Spell Caster was not even able to breach the three-headed dragon's defenses.

Nevertheless, this further enraged the three-headed dragon. It was vicious enough in the first place, especially after Merlin had subdued it by force. It had not been able to unleash the ruthless nature of its heart. Now, it was provoked by a few puny Spell Casters. The three-headed dragon had truly exploded then.

"Boom."

The three-headed dragon's body grew double in size, and its three wart-like heads all opened their mouths, spewing furiously toward Bloodlion Tower below.

Instantly, the mad three-headed dragon sprouted gale poison fog and flames, all of which were comparable to a Great Wizard. Bloodlion and Sleetnight – both of these Ninth-level Spell Casters did not even have the slightest chance to defend themselves. They were instantly submerged, and under the effect of the poison fog and flames, both of these lofty Ninth-level Spell Casters were swiftly reduced to ashes.

Nonetheless, the other two old Wizards who were strangers, seemed able to hold on. They were wielding a casting tool and surviving with great difficulty. However, the three-headed dragon became even more berserk. Its humongous body was like a mountain as it thundered toward those two old Wizards, and its mammoth claws swiped forward viciously.

"Rip."

The casting tool beside the two old Wizards was instantly shattered. Thereafter, the three-headed dragon became even more merciless. It stretched its colossal jaw and swallowed the two old Wizards in one mouthful.

"Ka-cha."

Following that, the three-headed dragon crashed heavily into the ground. That massive Blood Lion in front of Bloodlion Tower was trampled to smithereens by the three-headed dragon which had landed from the sky. The three-headed dragon even extended its three gigantic heads, glaring with matchless ferocity at the countless Spell Casters below.

All Spell Casters of Bloodlion Tower were so frightened that they dared not move. Even four Ninth-level Spell Casters could be promptly slain by this savage three-headed dragon, let alone ordinary Spell Casters like them.

"Bloodlion Tower is destroyed?"

Wizard Seymour stared blankly at the scene before him. He had brought along more than a thousand Spell Casters, who had not even attacked. The entire Bloodlion Tower was stunned by the menace of the three-headed dragon, too afraid to resist.

Soon, Wizard Seymour recovered from his shock. Next, it was time for him to unify Bloodlion Tower. Before this, he had thought that three days were too short but now, from the looks of things, why would he need three days? Even one day was more than enough. As long as the three-headed dragon was there, Wizard Seymour was confident of completely unifying the entire Subzero Snowfield!

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Chapter 660: The South I

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Before a colossal castle, three Seventh-level Spell Casters were blocked by a Runic Magic Circle hence they could do nothing but wait outside quietly.

"Can we succeed this time? It's been three months…"

"The southern Spell Caster world is now completely controlled by Ozmu. We can only go to Ozmu but the headquarters of Ozmu is enigmatic, and no one could locate it. We can only go through their strongholds that are scattered all over the southern Spell Caster world, hoping that they'll pass a message to their headquarters."

These three lofty Spell Casters, despite holding a high position, still maintained a sense of humility before this castle. After all, this was the stronghold of Ozmu, the true master of the southern Spell Caster world.

Soon enough, some Spell Casters exited from the castle. One of the female Wizards in the lead said coldly, "Come on. Wizard Hubbell is willing to see you."

Following that, the three Spell Casters were brought into the castle.

"Welcome, my friends from the royal family who've traveled a long distance. We meet again!"

In the hall of the castle, an old Wizard with a head of silver hair, and dressed in a long black Wizard robe smiled as he greeted the three visiting Spell Casters.

The three Spell Casters bowed slightly, then said in a helpless manner, "Honorable Wizard Hubbell, this is the second time we've paid you a visit! Three months ago, we came as representatives of His Majesty of the Kingdom of Blackmoon, bearing a request in hopes that Ozmu would send some powerful Wizards to join the royal family in stopping the Church of Light's activities. I wonder if there have been any updates from your headquarters?"

These three Seventh-level Spell Casters were special envoys of the Blackmoon King, here to communicate with Ozmu, hoping that they could stop the Church of Light together.

A succession of wars had already caused the Blackmoon royal family disastrous loses. Meanwhile, the Church of Light, for some reason, had substantially increased its powers. By now, it was closing in step by step. The balance of power between these two had been disrupted. The Blackmoon royal family had no choice but to seek help from the Spell Caster world.

Wizard Hubbell kept up his smile, saying serenely, "Up until now, Ozmu Headquarters still hasn't sent any messages. Please wait for a while more."

The three Seventh-level Wizards of the Blackmoon royal family shifted their expressions slightly, and exchanged glances. Thereafter, they took a deep breath and said hoarsely, "Since there are no updates, we'll go back and wait!"

With that, the three Spell Casters took their leave.

After the three of them had left, Wizard Hubbell's face gradually darkened in a sinister manner, and he laughed icily. "Humph, the Blackmoon royal family? We'll take care of the northern Spell Caster world before we'll get to you! Since when would Spell Casters obey the orders of a puny royal family?"

Wizard Hubbell's words were not heard by the three Spell Casters but as soon as they left the castles, their expressions turned unpleasant.

"D*mn it! Ozmu doesn't take the royal family into account at all."

"What do we do now?"

They had received the king's orders three months ago but even now they still had not gotten in touch with Ozmu Headquarters, much less obtain Ozmu's assistance.

"Now, we can only report everything as it is to His Majesty the King."

"That's all we can do…"

The three Spell Casters clenched their fists tightly, and soon, they had vanished without a trace.

…

In the dazzling and splendorous palace, the king who wore a purple gold crown listened to the report of the Spell Casters below, wearing a gloomy expression.

"Your Majesty, there's a recent message from the south, saying that Ozmu isn't paying attention to the special envoys of the royal family."

After they had finished, the Spell Casters below did not dare to look up. They knew very well that this king before them had grand plans and high ambitions. Back when he was just the eighth prince, he had gotten involved in government affairs. Thereafter, he became the king, and further developed the entire Kingdom of Blackmoon.

It was just that the Kingdom of Blackmoon was now faced with the Holy Light Empire's Church of Light. Ever since the Church of Light had annexed a few small kingdoms, and established the Holy Light Empire with the Church of Light as the ruler, its power had advanced tremendously. By now, it had even started a crusade against heresy.

As for the Kingdom of Blackmoon which had been growing rapidly, it was no match for the Church of Light. Any clashes against the Church of Light only resulted in progressive losses, which was hard to believe.

The king with the purple gold crown was silent in thought for a moment, then said with an unchanging expression, "I've expected this long ago. Ozmu is currently busy dealing with the northern Spell Caster world. Why would they help the royal family? In addition, I'm afraid that to Ozmu, this royal family is an obstacle as well, which must be eliminated sooner or later! Heh, but who in the entire Spell Caster world knows that the Church of Light is the biggest threat? They're no longer as easy to handle as they were before…"

Ever since the eighth prince had become the king, he felt in complete control of every aspect. However, this time, faced with the Church of Light, he was gripped by a profound sense of powerlessness.

"Your Majesty, before Ozmu controlled the southern Spell Caster world, the Three Major Spell Caster organizations of the southern Spell Caster world would always lend their assistance during each war against the Church of Light. However, Ozmu isn't providing the slightest support. If this goes on, we'd be hard-pressed to defeat the Church of Light by relying solely on the strength of the royal family. How about if we send someone to the northern Spell Caster world? There are the Seven Major Spell Caster organizations, so perhaps they might send their forces…"

Before the Spell Caster could finish, the eighth prince shook his head. "Forget about it. The northern Spell Caster world is now dealing with Ozmu who is closing in. They're even at a critical juncture now, so how would they be willing to send Wizards to aid us in defeating the Church of Light? It's better to take care of this ourselves. I'll pay a visit to the Elders' Court, and invite the elders to take this on. I believe this would slightly reduce the pressure we're facing on the front lines."

The eighth prince knew that even if he had mobilized the Elders' Court, the royal family's power alone was incapable of resisting the Church of Light. Instead, he hoped that the victor of the conflict between Ozmu and the northern Spell Caster world would be quickly determined. Only then might the royal family obtain support from the Spell Caster world…

Following that, the eighth prince stood up, and hurried toward the Elders' Court.

…

In the frigid Subzero Snowfield, snow was falling heavily with flakes the size of feathers. Even though it was a city built by Spell Casters, they had to utilize a Runic Magic Circle to block off the chilly wind.

Frost City was now the most prosperous place in the entire Subzero Snowfield. The Dark Magic Region, who ruled Frost City, had already unified Subzero Snowfield completely.

"Wizard Merlin, after one month, we've finally managed to unify the entire Subzero Snowfield completely. The remaining Spell Casters of Bloodlion Tower and Sleet Fort are willing to join our Spell Caster Alliance!"

Wizard Seymour was reporting to Merlin in detail about the matters of Subzero Snowfield. Ever since they had defeated Bloodlion Tower and Sleet Fort, there was only one major faction – the Dark Magic Region – in Subzero Snowfield. Unifying the entire Subzero Snowfield was only a matter of time.

Nonetheless, it had been a problem dealing with those remaining Spell Casters. It was impossible that everyone should be allowed to join the Dark Magic Region for the selection process was very strict.

In the end, it was Merlin who had suggested setting up a new faction called the Spell Caster Alliance. This would benefit the unification of the Spell Caster world in the future too.

By now, Wizard Seymour no longer had any doubts regarding Merlin's "ravings" about unifying the entire Spell Caster world. In the past month, he had even made a trip to the southern Spell Caster world just to help Merlin find updates on Ozmu.

"Wizard Seymour, the matters of Subzero Snowfield aren't much of a concern. In general, everything's under the control of the Spell Caster Alliance! What I need is information about Ozmu Headquarters. Did you manage to find out anything?"

Merlin asked in a calm voice.

"The headquarters of Ozmu? Wizard Merlin, I've already asked around for a long time but no one knows where Ozmu Headquarters really is. Nevertheless, Ozmu has strongholds scattered all over the southern Spell Caster world. Perhaps we could obtain the location of their headquarters from one of those strongholds."

Merlin shut his eyes lightly. He had been delayed in Subzero Snowfield for too long. He needed to speed up the process of unifying the entire Spell Caster world. After all, according to what he understood, the current Kingdom of Blackmoon would not be able to hold on much longer.

"I'll make a journey to the southern Spell Caster world myself!"

Merlin stood up, and exited the castle. He gently patted the head of the three-headed dragon, saying quietly, "Come on, let's go to war!"

"Roar…"

The three-headed dragon appeared to be extremely thrilled. It spread its wings and instantly carried Merlin into the sky, flying toward the south.

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Chapter 661: Wiping Out the Strongholds I

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There had been a recent rainstorm in the south, and the air was still damp.

In a small town near the north, no one knew that the most magnificent, mysterious ancient castle was a stronghold of the powerful Ozmu, the ruler of all the southern Spell Casters.

Although this stronghold was tiny, it was managed by a Seventh-level Spell Caster. This was the strategy of Ozmu. A small stronghold would at least have a Seventh-level Spell Caster keeping watch while a medium-sized stronghold would have a Ninth-level Spell Caster.

Most of Ozmu's strongholds were small or medium-sized but there were also a few large strongholds. These large strongholds could only be found in a few rare spots throughout the southern Spell Caster world, and they were managed by Great Wizards. Nonetheless, these Great Wizards were not around most of the time, leaving a few Ninth-level Spell Casters to handle the matters of the large strongholds.

The entire southern Spell Caster world was strictly governed by Ozmu. In a few short decades, they had full command of the strongholds, and even had remaining strength to coerce the northern Spell Casters.

At the moment, the small stronghold in the small town only had six Spell Casters. The strongest of them was a Seventh-level Spell Caster, who was idly chatting with the rest out of sheer boredom.

"We should be able to leave this place in three years, right? There's nothing significant about this stronghold. It doesn't even have any resources. In three years, we'll get to leave, and also get a huge reward from headquarters!"

These Spell Casters had been dispatched to this stronghold. Each shift was ten years long. Once that period had passed, they could leave the stronghold, and obtain various rewards in the form of resources from Ozmu Headquarters.

Therefore, even though there was nothing much to cultivate in these tiny strongholds, many Spell Casters of Ozmu were still willing to come here.

"Hoo…"

A breeze flew by. Suddenly, the sky, which had been bright and sunny, turned dark all at once. These Spell Casters looked up toward the sky.

Instantly, a great change washed over their faces!

"Oh no, it's an enemy attack!"

The Spell Casters of the stronghold started to yell. In the sky, they observed a massive shadow. It was a three-headed monster of unparalleled size, who nearly shielded half the sky as it spread its wings.

"We're here. Attack then."

Atop the three-headed monster, Merlin's cold gaze swept across the Spell Casters down below in the stronghold.

"Roar…"

The three-headed dragon was overjoyed as it opened its mouth and spat. A gale whistled downward, and the Runic Magic Circle of the stronghold flashed with a brilliant light.

"Boom."

However, the Runic Magic Circle collapsed instantly. Each of the three-headed dragon's heads was able to unleash a spell on par with a Great Wizard, so it was difficult for this stronghold to withstand the impact even for a moment.

The furious windstorm swept downward, razing the stronghold to the ground. Naturally, the Spell Casters of Ozmu within were also killed by the three-headed dragon's gale.

"Let's go. Onward to the next stronghold!"

Merlin's face was expressionless. This was the first stronghold of Ozmu he had annihilated after he came to the southern Spell Caster world. This was only the beginning. He believed that Ozmu Headquarters would surely send someone over.

At that point, naturally, it would be child's play to learn of Ozmu Headquarters!

…

"Squeak squeak."

A few shrews scurried back and forth across the moist ground, scavenging for scraps. The damp air was filled with oppressive heat, causing much distress to the Wizards.

In the dense grove, two black-robed Spell Casters stared unwaveringly at the castle in front. They dared not move a single muscle. As they could not cast spells, sweat soon drenched both of their backs.

"Dimar, why isn't the three-headed dragon here yet?"

"Just wait for it. According to reports, the three-headed dragon has already destroyed three small strongholds. Our stronghold is the nearest to it, and it'll surely reach this place today."

"I wonder who's this three-headed dragon? To dare to launch such a wide-scale attack so brazenly against our Ozmu in the southern Spell Caster world. This is the most serious provocation. Ever since we had defeated the Three Major Spell Caster organizations, we had never suffered such a grievous loss in the southern Spell Caster world."

"No matter who this three-headed dragon is, there's only one fate for it, and that's death! We'll just keep watch here. Once we see any sign of the three-headed dragon, we'll head back to report immediately."

Both were drenched and stifled within the grove. They waited for a full four or five hours, and their patience nearly waned.

"Crash."

Just then, a gale wreaked havoc in front of the stronghold, and a three-headed monster landed from the sky. It was as if the earth itself was quaking.

"It's here!"

The two Spell Casters within the grove instantly became nervous when they saw this three-headed monster.

Merlin, who was on the three-headed dragon, cast his Mind Power forward, and swiftly learned of the stronghold's situation.

"No one?"

This was the first time there was no one in the stronghold after Merlin had wiped out three of Ozmu's strongholds. Nonetheless, after he thought about it carefully, a cold smirk flitted over his lips as he mumbled, "That's right, Ozmu has lost three strongholds in a row. Naturally, they would have heard the news. I'm afraid that the Spell Casters in the surrounding strongholds must've evacuated. That really is a problem!"

If there was no one in the stronghold, then surely Merlin must look for the strongholds one after another? This deviated Merlin's initial plan for it would take up a lot of time. He would not possibly search for the strongholds one by one.

"Rustle."

Just as Merlin was feeling somewhat vexed, his sensitive Mind Power instantly detected some movement in the grove behind.

"Huh? There's still someone?"

Merlin raised an eyebrow, then splayed one great hand. He unleashed his Four-Elemental spell, which swiftly transformed into a giant net, blanketing the entire grove.

Thereafter, two puny Fifth-level Spell Casters appeared within the range of Merlin's Mind Power.

Merlin gently patted the head of the three-headed dragon. It folded its mammoth wings and rushed into the grove. The three humongous, ugly heads glared at the two black-robed Spell Casters in the grove.

"You're both from Ozmu?"

Merlin questioned icily.

The two Spell Casters eyed the three-headed dragon, and knew that if they did not speak, they would immediately be swallowed by this merciless three-headed dragon. Thus, they nodded hurriedly. "We were ordered to find out what's happening here. Once the three-headed dragon has arrived, we're to return and make our report."

"Oh? You knew that it would be a three-headed dragon? It looks like Ozmu's connections run deep indeed. Tell me, where did the Wizards of the stronghold go?"

A cold look glinted in Merlin's eyes.

"The Spell Casters in the stronghold have evacuated to the large stronghold in the Abbes Mountains."

The two black-robed Spell Casters dared not hide the truth and told Merlin everything they knew.

"The Abbes Mountains?"

Merlin thought for a moment, following which the three-headed dragon, with Merlin's permission, instantly swallowed the two Spell Casters in one gulp. These two Spell Casters did not know that even up until their deaths that they were sent to set up a trap for Merlin.

"The large stronghold of the Abbes Mountains? There must be many Spell Casters gathered there by now, waiting for me to show up in order to kill me in one move!"

A chilling smirk played over Merlin's lips. These two were not sent as scouts at all. Rather, they were thrown away as bait by Ozmu, used to lure Merlin toward the Abbes Mountains.

Nonetheless, this was in line with Merlin's desires. Since the Spell Casters from most of the surrounding strongholds had gone to the Abbes Mountains, the trouble for Merlin running around was saved. Perhaps the Spell Casters in the Abbes Mountains' stronghold would know the exact location of Ozmu Headquarters. Even if they did not, after Merlin annihilated that stronghold, he would surely cause a commotion within Ozmu. Their headquarters would naturally send someone to kill Merlin. Merlin was still able to fulfill his objective.

Therefore, the three-headed dragon stretched its wings once more, and snarled as it flew into the sky, speeding toward the Abbes Mountains.

…

In the Abbes Mountains, a tall and imposing castle towered on the peak. Normies were unable to understand why such a gigantic castle would be built on the peak.

However, Spell Casters would know very well that this was one of the rare large strongholds Ozmu had set up in the southern Spell Caster world. It was in charge of managing the northwest region.

Nonetheless, Abbes Stronghold was currently thronging with many formidable Wizards. Counting just the Ninth-level Spell Casters, there were no less than eleven of them. This was considered a tremendous number.

Even a large stronghold would never have so many powerful Wizards. This was only because all the strongholds of the entire northwest territory had evacuated to Abbes Stronghold.

"Wizard Docent, the three-headed dragon that has appeared so suddenly – is it or is it not one of the most ancient monsters of the legends?

In the hall of the stronghold, the eleven Ninth-level Spell Casters were looking towards a Ninth-level Wizard in their midst.

This Spell Caster named Docent was the real overseer of Abbes Stronghold. A large stronghold was guarded by a Great Wizard but that was only in name. Presently, Ozmu was at daggers drawn with the northern Spell Caster world. Almost all the Great Wizards had left the stronghold, moving to the headquarters.

Therefore, the large strongholds were managed by Ninth-level Spell Casters who were relatively powerful, and one of whom was Wizard Docent.

"I've looked through some books. Based on the descriptions of Spell Casters who have personally witnessed that three-headed monster, the resulting conclusion is almost for certain – it's a three-headed dragon!"

As soon as Wizard Docent had spoken, many Spell Casters began to discuss fervently. The legendary monster – the three-headed dragon – was one of the most ancient creatures. Three thousand years ago, it was a monster of fearsome reputation during the Spell Casters' most glorious era, possessing terrifying powers on par with a Great Wizard.

Therefore, these Ninth-level Spell Casters were rather anxious.

"Wizard Docent, the three-headed dragon has appeared, and it's furthermore controlled by someone who's attacking Ozmu everywhere. Come to think of it, it must be the surviving members of those spell casters' organizations of the previous southern Spell Caster world, exacting their revenge toward Ozmu! This matter must be reported to headquarters as soon as possible so that they may send a Great Wizard over here."

Many Ninth-level Spell Casters nodded in response, expressing their worry regarding the three-headed dragon.

"Don't worry, everyone. I've already reported the matter of the three-headed dragon to headquarters. However, there's no need to send a Great Wizard. As long as the three-headed dragon dares to approach Abbes Stronghold, it'll be unable to handle us if we rely upon the defensive measures of the stronghold. Don't forget, this stronghold has something that can contend against gods. The Abbes God-fighter hasn't been used for a long time…"

"The Abbes God-fighter? That's right, we still have the Abbes God-fighter!"

"With the Abbes God-fighter, we won't be afraid even if we meet the three-headed dragon."

When the Abbes God-fighter was mentioned, these Ninth-level Spell Casters seemed bolstered by confidence all at once.

"Rumble."

Suddenly, the entire castle seemed to shudder as if it would collapse anytime soon.

"It has arrived so soon? Dear Wizards, follow me as we find out what kind of Wizard is able to control a three-headed dragon."

Wizard Docent was in control of Abbes Stronghold's Runic Magic Circle. Naturally, he would know at once that it was an attack from a colossal three-headed monster outside the stronghold.

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Chapter 662: Wiping Out the Strongholds II

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In the Abbes Mountains, Merlin was currently standing atop the three-headed dragon, watching its attack. Nonetheless, its first attack only rattled the entire Abbes Stronghold slightly but it did not completely shatter the stronghold's Runic Magic Circle.

"It looks like the defenses of this Abbes Stronghold aren't too shabby!"

Merlin no longer possessed the Runic Heartprint, so naturally, he was unable to decipher the Runic Magic Circle surrounding Abbes Stronghold or discern how special it was. Nevertheless, it was rare enough that it could withstand the three-headed dragon's blow.

After all, the three-headed dragon was comparable to a Great Wizard. In the Glorious Land, existences on par with Great Wizards were rather rare. Back then, the southern Spell Caster world had less than ten Great Wizards. As for Great Legends, ever since the fall of the Molta Empire, no Great Legends had emerged.

The three-headed dragon seemed indignant, and its three heads stretched their jaws. Just as it was about to start its attack to break the Runic Magic Circle in one blow, the Runic Magic Circle rippled like water as rings undulated across the surface. Following that, a massive passage appeared.

Many Spell Casters flew out from the passage. On closer look, there were eleven in total. The Elemental fluctuations of their bodies indicated that they were Ninth-level Spell Casters!

Such a line-up could be considered very formidable. If one was not a Great Wizard, it would be impossible to resist. Nonetheless, Merlin was instead curious. If they knew it was a three-headed dragon, why would they send eleven Ninth-level Spell Casters to their deaths?

"You're still hiding a Great Wizard?"

Merlin's gaze swept across the faces of the eleven Ninth-level Spell Casters, then looked toward the castle behind this group. As far as he knew, the large strongholds of Ozmu were all managed by a Great Wizard.

"Not coming out?"

Merlin still had not discovered any traces of a Great Wizard. Although his Mind Power was all-penetrating, this stronghold was protected by a Runic Magic Circle, one which was unlike the average. Therefore, Merlin's Mind Power was unable to investigate the situation inside.

"Since you won't come out, let me invite you!"

Merlin gently patted the three-headed dragon's head.

"Roar…"

The three-headed dragon appeared to be excited, and the three heads opened their mouths. A terrifying wave of Elemental fluctuations was brewing, causing the eleven Ninth-level Spell Casters to be scared witless.

"This Wizard is truly insane. He won't listen to what we have to say, and attacks immediately. Since that's the case, let us send out the Abbes God-fighter!"

"That's right, send out the Abbes God-fighter!"

Following that, Wizard Docent created countless runes with his hands, and the entire Runic Magic Circle started to vibrate. Soon, a giant puppet appeared, with a body that was pitch-black like ink, and nearly as large as the three-headed dragon.

"A puppet… The product of alchemy?"

Merlin, as a Spell Caster of the Void Zone, was naturally able to tell in one glance that this was a puppet – a product of alchemy when it was developed to its peak during the golden age of Spell Casters!

These puppets were transfigured from the sturdiest material, possessing boundless strength. Powerful puppets could even compare to those formidable Great Wizards.

In the Void Zone, Merlin had seen way too many puppets but in the Glorious Land, especially in the southern Spell Caster world, it was the first time he had seen an alchemy puppet. Based on its tremendous magnitude, it must be comparable to a Great Wizard.

"In the past, the Three Major Spell Caster organizations of the southern Spell Caster world didn't even have such a powerful alchemy puppet. There's no doubt that this is Ozmu's alchemy puppet! Ozmu, it looks like you're keeping plenty of secrets…"

Merlin was now interested in Ozmu. Back then, Ozmu had been very enigmatic, enlisting genius Spell Casters everywhere, not hesitating to make enemies out of large spell casters' organizations.

Such an insane gambit was outrageous to most Wizards. Now, after Ozmu had taken over the southern Spell Caster world, its powers had experienced a huge surge, and many formidable Great Wizards had risen. Even in terms of number, it was not something the previous Three Major Spell Caster organizations could compete with.

There was even a being like Kleis who was unrivaled among Great Wizards!

Even though Kleis was a Six-Elemental Spell Caster, and further possessed a unique Spatial-type talent, for him to become a Great Wizard so quickly, there must something beyond his outstanding talent.

Surely Ozmu must be hiding some big secrets.

"Abbes God-fighter, I grant you the power to go forth and pulverize all enemies before you!"

Docent seemed to have a way to activate this alchemy puppet called the Abbes God-fighter. His body did not exude Elemental fluctuations. Instead, it was his Mind Power that was unusually active.

Following that, lines of complicated runes appeared in Docent's hands, and he swiftly imprinted those into the Abbes God-fighter's chest.

"Boom."

Suddenly, that massive bulk of the Abbes God-fighter trembled violently. Merlin could feel that a frightening force was awakening within the ice-cold body of the puppet.

"Swoosh."

The Abbes God-fighter opened its eyes. There was no liveliness in its eyes, which immediately fixed upon the three-headed dragon.

"Roar…"

It was as if the three-headed dragon had been aggravated. Ever since it had followed Merlin and destroyed a few strongholds of Ozmu in succession, the three-headed dragon had not seen such an "aggravating" look for a long time.

"Whoosh."

The three-headed dragon's wings flashed, and its gigantic body moved like a shadow which covered the Abbes God-fighter's head. Nevertheless, the Abbes God-fighter began to sprint frantically as well, pulling out a massive hammer from behind.

"Bang."

The two colossal monsters crashed together thunderously. Half of the three-headed dragon's solid claws were smashed instantly whereas the Abbes God-fighter was also scorched by the flames spat by the three-headed dragon.

However, this seemed to be useless against the Abbes God-fighter. A faint layer of light covered the Abbes God-fighter's body. No matter how furious the flames burned, their effect was nullified.

As for the poison fog, it would be of no use against an alchemy puppet.

Therefore, the three-headed dragon spewed out a wild gale which could stop the alchemy puppet. Moreover, it relied upon its own physical prowess to match the Abbes God-fighter's strength – meeting force with force.

The three-headed dragon was truly ferocious. Back then, it had been subdued by Merlin but only because the disparity was too great. Otherwise, not even those preeminent Great Wizards would be able to conquer the three-headed dragon.

"Bang."

Although the Abbes God-fighter was an alchemy puppet, it was very agile. Moreover, as a battle puppet transfigured especially by Great Alchemists, the Abbes God-fighter also displayed an extreme level of skill in combat. Its wielding of the hammer had no weak spots at all.

Therefore, in a drawn-out battle, the three-headed dragon gradually became at a disadvantage.

"Roar…"

The three-headed dragon was not happy about this, and spat out a gust of violent wind. Its humongous body was like an unstoppable force as it dashed madly toward the Abbes God-fighter.

This mighty force nearly destroyed the Runic Magic Circle of the stronghold. Those Ninth-level Spell Casters retreated further and further, not daring to approach the center of the battle.

Faced with the intimidating onslaught of the three-headed dragon, the Abbes God-fighter simple shrank its massive body, then immediately put away its giant hammer. It stretched its hands from behind, like a pincer, viciously clamping down on the three-headed dragon.

"Boom."

The Abbes God-fighter pounded backward resolutely, smashing the helpless, colossal three-headed dragon into the ground. Blood splattered everywhere, and the three-headed dragon could only whine pitifully on the ground.

"Well done! The Abbes God-fighter is indeed the mighty battle puppet that could handle two Great Wizards! Back then, headquarters had placed the Abbes God-fighter in each large stronghold. At first, we thought we won't get to use it but it turns out to be very useful now."

A smile had crossed Wizard Docent's face. He looked at the three-headed dragon whimpering on the ground, and laughed coldly. "Haha, the three-headed dragon is defeated. You're a mere Ninth-level Spell Caster. What else do you have? Abbes God-fighter, go on, kill that Wizard then capture the three-headed dragon alive. I believe that headquarters will definitely reward us handsomely!"

These eleven Ninth-level Spell Casters could almost see the huge rewards they would get from headquarters upon capturing the three-headed dragon alive.

"Thump thump thump."

The Abbes God-fighter was only an alchemy puppet controlled by Wizard Docent. Of course, it would obey the orders. Thus, its eyes instantly locked onto Merlin, and it raced toward Merlin in great steps.

As he looked at the approaching Abbes God-fighter, Merlin wore a calm expression. He only glared coldly at this gigantic alchemy puppet. It really was powerful to be able to defeat the three-headed dragon.

The enormous Abbes God-fighter raised its black hammer high in the air. That huge hammer was like a mountain peak, whistling as it cut through the air toward Merlin. The immense pressure was enough to suffocate.

Merlin simply stretched out a fair arm leisurely, then pushed forward lightly.

"Boom."

In the sky, endless Fire Element was condensed, and a giant palm of flames appeared in mid-air.

This giant palm, in accordance with the movement of Merlin's arm, pressed down heavily upon the Abbes God-fighter.

"Crack."

The Abbes God-fighter, which had been incomparably magnificent, able to defeat even a terrible monster like the three-headed dragon, was now like a fragile plaything. It crumbled promptly under a single push from the flame palm.

The cracks spread swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, the Abbes God-fighter was thoroughly shattered. It fell to the ground, becoming a field of black splinters.

"This…"

Everyone was completely stunned. The faces of the eleven Ninth-level Spell Casters were gripped by an irrepressible astonishment.

This was because, from the start, they had received news that the strongholds of Ozmu were wiped out by the three-headed dragon. Thus, they had assumed Merlin was an average Spell Caster who had used some special method to control the three-headed dragon.

However, it now looked like the three-headed dragon was nothing at all. This Ninth-level Spell Caster who appeared so puny was the truly terrifying one – countless times more fearsome than the three-headed dragon!

"We've been tricked. This Wizard is an existence even more terrible than a three-headed dragon…"

Right now, Wizard Docent's eyes were filled with despair as he stared at Merlin.

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Chapter 663: A Past Acquaintance I

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"Crack."

The Runic Magic Circle of Abbes Stronghold was easily broken by Merlin. The three-headed dragon stood up unsteadily. It was merely injured somewhat, not grievously harmed.

Merlin patted the head of the three-headed dragon tenderly, saying softly, "Go on, use your raging fire to destroy Abbes Stronghold!"

The three-headed dragon gave a mighty roar, and its three heads immediately perked up with vigor. It spread its wings and flew toward Abbes Stronghold which was behind it.

Without any defensive measures, Abbes Stronghold was totally powerless to block the three-headed dragon's attack. With a great wave of his hand, Merlin swiftly bound the eleven Ninth-level Spell Casters.

"Tell me, who among you know of any information regarding Ozmu Headquarters?"

Ultimately, what Merlin wanted was information on Ozmu Headquarters. Perhaps these Ninth-level Spell Casters might know.

No one said a word. Merlin laughed, and did not continue his inquiry. Instead, he unleashed his invisible Mind Power, and these Ninth-level Spell Casters were instantly caught in the illusion.

"Where's the headquarters of Ozmu?"

Merlin asked softly. In the illusion, Merlin's words were able to entice Spell Casters who were caught in the illusion to tell the truth. Nonetheless, this was not the realm of the Illusory Heart after all. Merlin was unable to directly control these Spell Casters, and those who had resolute willpower or robust Mind Power were able to resist him.

Therefore, out of the eleven Ninth-level Spell Casters, only three replied. However, their answers were all the same. They did not know where Ozmu Headquarters was.

Ozmu was extremely mysterious. It had been enigmatic even back when the southern Spell Caster world still had the Three Major Spell Caster organizations. Later, Ozmu gradually took over the southern Spell Caster world. Even though it set up countless strongholds of various sizes thereafter, the headquarters of Ozmu remained a secret.

According to what these Ninth-level Spell Casters said, only Great Wizards would know about the headquarters of Ozmu. Besides them, even the Ninth-level Spell Casters in these large strongholds would not know.

Merlin stared at the majority of the Spell Casters who were not "enticed" by him but he was no longer interested in asking more questions.

"Since I still can't find the headquarters of Ozmu, then I shall let the headquarters of Ozmu find me instead!"

Merlin glanced at these eleven Spell Casters, following which he pointed with all his fingers.

"Bang bang bang."

These Spell Casters were blown up, turned into a mist of blood on the spot, by some unseen force. As the wind blew, they disappeared without a trace.

The three-headed dragon also appeared abnormally berserk, annihilating Abbes Stronghold completely. Not even a single Wizard had escaped. It was not surprising that the three-headed dragon was named as one of the most tyrannical creatures even during the Spell Casters' most glorious era. It was truly ruthless indeed.

Merlin glanced at Abbes Stronghold which had been destroyed in one day. This was a large stronghold, unlike the other small ones. News of this incident would certainly spread to the headquarters of Ozmu. At that point, Ozmu Headquarters was sure to become concerned.

This was Merlin's objective!

"Let's go. The strongholds of the northwest territory had all been destroyed. Time to head to the southwest region. Ozmu's influence in the southern Spell Caster world isn't insignificant. I'll have to let them find me easily. If I wipe out the strongholds of the southwest territory, I believe they'll get the message quickly…"

Merlin lightly stroked the head of the three-headed dragon as he spoke. When the three-headed dragon was razing the stronghold, it was matchlessly vicious but now, before Merlin, it appeared incomparably docile as it was patted by Merlin. It even wore an expression of enjoyment.

"Roar…"

The three-headed dragon gave a resounding roar, and extended its wings, quickly flying toward the distance.

After a few hours, ten or so Spell Casters flew from the distance. They stared at the devastation of Abbes Stronghold before their eyes with a look of utter shock. The entire stronghold had been thoroughly razed to the ground.

"Even Abbes Stronghold had been completely leveled to the ground. Quickly report to headquarters. This matter is way too big!"

These Spell Casters were Wizards from Ozmu's other strongholds. They had heard the commotion and hurried over but they were too late. By the time they had reached, all they saw was that the mighty Abbes Stronghold had been razed to the ground.

Everyone was guessing who could have such power to completely raze Abbes Stronghold to the ground.

…

In a mysterious valley, on a flight of white jade stairs that went underground, a few figures were slowly making their way toward the depths of the passage.

In a moment, a brilliant ray of light appeared before them. This was an underground palace of unparalleled magnitude. It was a dazzling sight. The stone pillars were inlaid with gemstones each the size of an egg, and carved with many mysterious runes.

A soft radiance illuminated the entire palace, just as daylight would.

In front of the palace, a slim figure with closed eyes bore a serene manner but below this figure, many powerful Wizards stood separated. The Elemental fluctuations of their bodies were astonishing indeed because they were fluctuations indicative of Great Wizards.

"First Elder, we've just received news that Abbes Stronghold has been razed to the ground by someone!"

Down below, a red-robed old man reported to the slim man in a deep voice.

"What? My Abbes was leveled to the ground by someone? Who did that?"

Before the "First Elder" sitting above could speak, a Great Wizard below could not help but cry out. He was the one who was overseeing Abbes. Technically, he was the Great Wizard of Abbes Stronghold.

However, the stronghold he was managing had now been razed to the ground. This was extraordinarily humiliating!

"Wizard Lenon, be silent! We'll follow the First Elder's instructions!"

The red-robed Great Wizard spoke icily. Only then did Wizard Lenon seem to recall where he was. He hurriedly raised his head to glance at that slim figure, his eyes still marked by lingering fear.

Everyone knew how powerful and mysterious Ozmu was but very few knew how cruel it was within Ozmu. Even though there were many prodigious Wizards, once they had entered Ozmu, they would have to live with the merciless competition.

Of course, if one could rise above the rest in this competition, one would obtain generous rewards that were nearly inconceivable. Even after becoming a Great Wizard, one would have to compete.

Only the strongest Spell Caster could become Ozmu's First Elder!

In particular, First Elder before them who looked so young was definitely the strongest Spell Caster in Ozmu's history, inducing great fear in the other elders.

"Who would have the ability to raze Abbes Stronghold to the ground? I recall that Abbes Stronghold was a large stronghold. It even had an alchemy puppet on par with a Great Wizard, the Abbes God-fighter. Who could destroy Abbes Stronghold so easily?"

The youthful First Elder opened his eyes, and inquired in a level tone. Nonetheless, everyone felt a slight shiver in their hearts as if there was a chill.

"First Elder, before that, there's another report. It was transmitted to headquarters by Wizard Docent of Abbes Stronghold. This report mentioned a mysterious Wizard who controls an ancient three-headed dragon, who had destroyed multiple strongholds. Wizard Docent had gathered eleven Ninth-level Spell Casters in addition to the defenses of the stronghold as well as the Abbes God-fighter. He planned to kill the three-headed dragon in one stroke… Clearly, he had failed as Abbes Stronghold was leveled to the ground!"

The red-robed Wizard gave a detailed report but the young First Elder remained unmoved. His eyes still flashed coldly as he said, "You haven't answered my question. Who would have the ability to destroy Abbes Stronghold?"

The red-robed Wizard drew in a deep breath, following which he fixed an unwavering stare at the young First Elder, saying softly, "First Elder, this Wizard is a past acquaintance of yours. He's the one who shared the title of the Dark Magic Region's strongest genius with you – Merlin!"

"Merlin?"

The First Elder, whose face had always remained calm, now looked up abruptly. His piercing gaze locked onto the red-robed Wizard as his body flickered with terrifying Elemental fluctuations.

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Chapter 664: A Past Acquaintance II

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The young First Elder's eyes gleamed a crimson light. He could not forget the scene where he fled away from Merlin.

"Merlin. He had finally appeared. I knew that he wouldn't have died that easily!"

A smile appeared on the First Elder's lips as if he was not surprised at Merlin's appearance. Back then, when Ozmu had completely ruled over the southern Spell Caster world, he thought that Merlin had already died.

However, now it seemed that Merlin was not dead.

"Have you found out detailed information about Merlin?"

The First Elder asked solemnly.

"We have. Merlin most recently appeared at Subzero Snowfield. At that time, he had already controlled the three-headed dragon, and used it to eliminate the Sleet Fort and the Bloodlion Tower, and controlled the entire Subzero Snowfield. Then, he went south alone, and arrived at the southern spell casters' organizations, and fought against Ozmu everywhere, destroying stronghold after stronghold!"

The red-robed Wizard had investigated Merlin so carefully in such a short period of time, which also showed how huge Ozmu's power was now. It was far from what the Three Major Spell Caster organizations could match.

"First Elder, I suggest to just send one or two Great Wizards. They'll be enough to kill Merlin. His three-headed dragon is only comparable to an ordinary Great Wizard at best."

The red-robed Wizard suggested to the First Elder.

"Send only one or two Great Wizards?"

An old smile appeared on the First Elder's lips, and he shook his head. "No, ordinary Great Wizard definitely isn't Merlin's match. We don't understand Merlin enough. Since he dares to appear, then he has a certain degree of assurance. I sincerely want to meet him again. Back then, he used Darkness Eye to defeat me, and it was also my first time losing to someone… However, I can't leave now, and the decisive battle with the northern Spell Caster world is about to begin."

Then, the First Elder hesitated for a moment before staring at the red-robed Wizard, and said solemnly, "Wizard Tamo, you're the most cautious and dependable, and you're also a peak Great Wizard. If you go, I'll be at ease! However, you don't understand Merlin. I have a feeling that he won't be easily beaten by you when he returns to the southern Spell Caster world this time. Therefore, Wizard Gerdoff, Wizard Zavir, and Wizard Gilles will go as well. Right, there's also Wizard Lenon who was overseeing Abbes Stronghold. Merlin destroyed your stronghold, so you go with them. The five of you Great Wizards should be able to deal with Merlin!"

The First Elder arranged for the five Great Wizards including the red-robed Wizard Tamo, to go. With such a strong line-up, besides the Three Major Spell Caster organizations that went against the southern Spell Caster world, no one could let Ozmu mobilize such a large force.

"First Elder, we'll go. You still have to fight in the decisive battle with the northern Spell Caster world. This time, the Seven Major Spell Caster organizations have made up their minds. You…"

Before he finished speaking, the First Elder interrupted coldly, "It's good that the Seven Major Spell Caster organizations joined hands. It saves me the trouble of dealing with them one by one. Ever since I became a Great Wizard, who could stop me? No one. Not even the Spell Casters from the Seven Major organizations!"

The First Elder exuded powerful confidence.

"Alright, go. Don't bother me about other things. I'll wholeheartedly prepare for the decisive battle with the northern Spell Caster world! Whether or not we control the entire Spell Caster world will depend on this battle!"

The First Elder's tone was also slightly excited. To be able to unify the entire Spell Caster world was something that not any Wizard or force could do since the Molta Empire collapsed.

However, now, the opportunity was right before his eyes, and it seemed to be within his reach…

…

"Haha, you can't run!"

In the dense forest, there were more than ten Fifth-level and Sixth-level Spell Casters chasing after four Spell Casters in front of them.

"D*mn those remnants from the southern Spell Caster world. They haven't been completely killed even after so many years. This time, I heard that headquarters ordered that the Abyss Fort remnants be pursued. If we can catch them and hand them over to headquarters, we'll all get a lot of benefits."

"Abyss Fort used to be just a small spell casters' organization at the southern Spell Caster world. Why is headquarters so nervous about the remnants from Abyss Fort?"

"You don't know about this. Although Abyss Fort is indeed a small spell casters' organization, they have many good things. Rumor has it that Abyss Fort is proficient in Darkness-type spells, and there's also a special Pandora Demon Ability among those Darkness-type spells called Darkness Heart. Back then when Abyss Fort was destroyed, no one discovered the cultivation method for Darkness Eye. Therefore, headquarters has always suspected that a remnant from Abyss Fort had escaped after secretly stealing the cultivation method for Darkness Eye. For decades, they did not give up on pursuing them. Hehe, do you see that female Wizard in front? I received information that this female Wizard seems to be a very important Wizard among the Abyss Fort's remnants. It's rumored that she cultivated Pandora Demon Ability Darkness Eye, and she has its cultivation method with her. As long as we catch her, we'll be awarded by headquarters!"

Hearing the word "reward", a hint of greed appeared in the eyes of some Spell Casters. Ozmu pursued the remnants of the southern Spell Caster world with great efforts especially Abyss Castle, all because they wanted to obtain Abyss Castle's Darkness Eye.

Seeing that there were more than ten Spell Casters behind them, the four Spell Casters in front exchanged looks. Two Wizards immediately stopped, and told the female Wizard, "Yulais, you've cultivated Darkness Heart. Only Abyss Fort can cultivate Darkness Eye, so you can't be in danger. Too many from our Abyss Fort had already died, and only the four of us are left. You and Wizard Henry run now, the further the better. I heard that there are Spell Casters in northern Subzero Snowfield. Go there and stay away from the northern Spell Caster world, and pass on our Abyss Fort!"

Saying that, the two Spell Casters flew back, trying to block the ten or so Wizards from Ozmu.

"Another two are sending themselves to their deaths again. These remnants are annoying. Kill them! Don't let the female Wizard escape!"

Elemental fluctuations immediately appeared on the ten or so Ozmu Spell Casters' bodies. Spells covered the heavens and cascaded down wildly, directly drowning the two Abyss Fort Spell Casters.

"No…"

The female Wizard saw this scene. Her eyes turned red, and her voice seemed to become hoarse.

"Yulais, let's go. We can't let them die in vain!"

The other Spell Caster, Wizard Henry, forcefully pulled Yulais deep into the forest to escape.

"Rustle rustle."

The sky gradually darkened but the chase in the woods did not end. The two Spell Casters blocked Ozmu's Spell Casters with their lives but they only bought a bit of time. Ozmu's Spell Casters were still chasing after them.

Feeling that the pursuers were getting close, Henry also suddenly stopped. His deep eyes flashed with boundless nostalgia as he stared intently at Yulais. After a long time, he finally said, "Yulais, go. I'm afraid I can't accompany you to Subzero Snowfield anymore. Remember, you need to hide the cultivation method for Darkness Eye. It's the last chance of our Abyss Fort. Hopefully, one day, you can cultivate Darkness Eye. At that time, what can Ozmu do? Our Abyss Fort will return to glory, haha…"

Henry laughed, and turned around, choosing the same path as the previous two Spell Casters. He rushed head-on toward Ozmu's Spell Casters, fighting with his life to buy time for Yulais to escape.

Yulais' body shook violently. In the beginning, there were so many Spell Casters in Abyss Fort but now there was only her left.

While looking at Wizard Henry's figure, Yulais desperately wanted to tell him the truth. The truth was that there was no Darkness Eye at all.

Back then, when Abyss Fort was in danger, and suffered Ozmu's attack like many other spell casters' organizations in the southern Spell Caster world, Hobbes gave Yulais some important Abyss Fort inheritances. Among them was the cultivation method for Darkness Eye.

However, Hobbes had gnashed his teeth, and said that the cultivation method for Darkness Eye was fake. It was impossible to cultivate Darkness Eye by following that method.

Thereafter, when Abyss Fort was destroyed, many Spell Casters who escaped Abyss Fort with Yulais firmly believed that Wizard Hobbes took Yulais as his last hope, and even passed on the cultivation method for Darkness Eye to Yulais.

As a result, Yulais was protected by so many Abyss Fort Spell Casters. Otherwise, how would a third-level or fourth-level Spell Caster like her survive until now?

It was because countless Abyss Fort Spell Casters protected Yulais with their lives. They had already regarded Yulais as Abyss Fort's final hope. If Yulais could cultivate Darkness Eye, she would be able to restore the glory of Abyss Fort.

However, there was no Darkness Eye in Abyss Fort at all but Yulais did not dare to say it. Even Ozmu was convinced that she had the cultivation method for Darkness Eye with her.

As a result, Yulais had been followed by many Abyss Fort Spell Casters, and more and more Wizards were willing to sacrifice themselves for her safety.

It was also because of Darkness Eye that Ozmu pursued her relentlessly, never giving up on catching her.

Yulais' mood was very complex. At this moment, she saw Wizard Henry's frail figure being drowned in violent spells. His life force rapidly weakened until it disappeared…

"He has died. There's only me left."

At this time, Yulais finally understood that the time Wizard Henry bought for her was completely useless. However, she felt calm instead, and a cold smile was revealed on her mouth.

After running away for so long, she also grew tired!

"Come, I don't want to run anymore."

Yulais raised her hands and large amounts of Darkness-type Elements gathered by her side, almost making the entire sky black. The mighty Darkness-Elemental fluctuations rapidly spread out in all directions…

…

"Rumble."

The huge heads of the three-headed dragon opened their mouths wide and fiercely inhaled a clear river in front of it.

Immediately, the water in this small river was completely drained by the three-headed dragon. Even the bottom of the river was dried up. The river would not be recovered unless a rainstorm happened.

"Alright, let's go after you finish drinking. We should be close to the stronghold of Ozmu's southwest territory. Maybe Ozmu Headquarters already received the news and is waiting for me to arrive at the southwest territory."

Merlin lightly patted the three-headed dragon's head, and then jumped up on it.

The three-headed dragon spread its wings and was just about to take to the skies when a fierce Elemental fluctuation suddenly appeared deep in the forest in the distance. Half the sky seemed to darken.

"What a familiar feeling. Is that Darkness Heart?"

Merlin's heart stirred as he raised his head and looked into the deep forest.

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Chapter 665: Encounter

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In the quiet sky, the sun was shining. Tamo and four other Great Wizards flew directly from Ozmu Headquarters to the southwest territory.

"According to reports from some Spell Casters along the road, the three-headed dragon was heading toward the southwest territory. Are we reaching the southwest territory soon?"

Wizard Tamo looked around, and asked somewhat uncertainly.

"We're almost at the southwest territory. The three-headed dragon wouldn't miss such a large target! This time, we'll find Merlin. I'll be sure to kill him myself!"

Wizard Lenon said through gritted teeth. His Abbes Stronghold was destroyed by Merlin, and even the Abbes God-fighter had lost, causing him to lose his prestige in Ozmu Headquarters. His position might even drop his Elders ranking. Wizard Lenon's hate for Merlin naturally reached his bones.

"Whoosh."

Suddenly, the five Great Wizards raised their heads, and looked at the sky. Currently, the sky was covered in dark clouds. However, upon closer look, one would realize that those were not dark clouds but Darkness Elements.

"Darkness-type spell? An ordinary Darkness-type Wizard won't be able to produce such fanfare. We don't have many Darkness-type Wizards in Ozmu either. Could it be from those remnants of the Spell Caster world from back then?"

"It's possible. We've just recently received a report that there were Abyss Fort remnants discovered at the southwest territory."

Hearing about Abyss Fort, all the Great Wizards' eyes brightened. Abyss Fort had the cultivation method for Darkness Eye, which had passed the point of legendary.

"Haha, if it really is remnants from Abyss Fort, then we're too lucky. Let's go take a look!"

Great Wizard Tamo laughed, and locked onto the source of the Darkness Elemental fluctuations, and swiftly flew toward it.

…

Above Yulais' head was a shadow. The terrifying Darkness Elements was rich enough to be able to affect someone's emotions but it was not a threat to these Fifth-level and Sixth-level Ozmu Spell Casters.

"Swoosh swoosh."

More than a dozen Spell Casters quickly surrounded Yulais. Only then did they finally feel relieved.

"Hehe, after chasing for so long, we finally caught you!"

The leader, a Sixth-level peak Spell Caster sneered.

"Yes, it's been so long… However, you won't be able to catch me!"

Yulais' long hair draped over her shoulders, and her face grew cold. Coupled with the Darkness life force around her body, it caused others to feel cold as if Yulais was extremely terrifying.

"Darkness Nightmare!"

Yulais' voice was icy. The dozen or so Spell Casters surrounding Yulais were immediately stunned as if they encountered something terrifying. Their faces were full of panic.

"Illusion? D*mn it, it's a Darkness-type spell!"

Several Sixth-level Spell Casters instantly became alert. They also knew about the special characteristics of Darkness-type Wizards. However, they did not expect a mere Fourth-level Spell Caster like Yulais to be able to cast such a powerful Darkness-type spell.

Not any ordinary Spell Caster could construct Darkness Nightmare. Even some Darkness-type Wizards needed an extremely high talent as well as a deep understanding of Darkness-type spells in order to successfully construct it.

As a Fourth-level Spell Caster, to be able to momentarily trap a dozen or so Fifth-level and Sixth-level Spell Casters into an illusion was already enough for Yulais to feel proud.

However, Yulais was only a Fourth-level Spell Caster, and Darkness Nightmare was not a powerful Pandora Demon Ability. Therefore, it could not shake the Sixth-level peak Spell Casters.

"Just give up!"

A ripple like water appeared in the hands of a Sixth-level Spell Caster. It was a Sixth-level binding spell. Yulais knew that she could not resist it, and gently closed her eyes.

"I don't want to run anymore…"

In Yulais' memory, she thought back to the days at Abyss Fort. Although the competition was fierce, as Wizard Hobbes' disciple, her life was undoubtedly free and rich.

However, Ozmu came and destroyed Abyss Fort. From then on, she started to run for her life. She truly felt tired.

"Hum hum hum."

The Elemental fluctuations on Yulais' body began to grow chaotic. It became extremely violent as if it would explode at any moment. Experienced Spell Casters immediately saw what Yulais was planning.

"Stop her. We can't let her Spell Model collapse!"

Some Ozmu's Sixth-level Spell Casters yelled. Once the Spell Model in Yulais' body collapsed, there was no way for her to survive.

Although a dead Abyss Fort remnant could bring some rewards, it was better if they were alive. If they could ask for the cultivation method of Darkness Eye, their rewards would be even richer.

Unfortunately, Yulais wanted to detonate the Spell Model in her body, and those Sixth-level Spell Casters could not stop her at all.

"It's over. Explode!"

Yulais shut her eyes. Her Mind Power mobilized the Spell Model in her Awareness, and quickly became violent. Cracks even began to appear on her Spell Model.

"Phew…"

A gust of wind blew, and Yulais paled as she opened her eyes. The Spell Model in her body had already stopped rampaging. Around her, there seemed to be a powerful force that confined them. She could not even put up the slightest resistance.

"It really is a remnant from Abyss Fort. Do you want to die? It won't be that easy!"

Five Spell Casters stood in mid-air in the sky. Even the Wizards from Ozmu could only blankly look at the five Spell Casters.

They felt a terrifying life force as boundless as the ocean. It was the Elemental fluctuation of Great Wizards. There was no intent of hiding it at all.

"Honorable Great Wizards, we're Spell Casters from Cyton Stronghold chasing after remnants from Abyss Fort. This female Wizard carries the cultivation method for Darkness Eye with her!"

The six-level Spell Caster who acted as the leader hurriedly saluted the five Great Wizards in the sky.

All Ozmu's Great Wizards were high-ranking figures. Some of them were even powerful Wizards in charge of large strongholds. They were much nobler compared to mere small stronghold Spell Casters like themselves.

Many Spell Casters would not even see a Great Wizard in their entire lives.

"Oh? Does she have the cultivation method for Darkness Eye? Our luck this time is quite good, haha!"

Great Wizard Tamo stared down at Yulais, and laughed along with the other four Great Wizards. They had never thought that while they were chasing after Merlin and the three-headed dragon, they would coincidentally encounter a remnant from Abyss Fort.

More importantly, they might even obtain the cultivation method for Darkness Eye. Before them, a mere Fourth-level Spell Caster like Yulais would find it difficult to die even if she wanted to.

"You're a Spell Caster from Abyss Fort, right? Abyss Fort had been destroyed for so many years, and you've been in hiding ever since. In fact, there's no need for that. As long as you hand over the cultivation method for Darkness Eye, you can become a Wizard for Ozmu, and you won't have to hide anymore. No matter who destroyed your Abyss Fort back then, when you become strong in the future, you can openly challenge that Wizard and kill him in order to avenge your Abyss Fort! We at Ozmu never refuse challenges. There are many such examples which I'm sure you've heard of as well."

Yulais gnashed her teeth but did not move. Ozmu indeed allowed one to challenge anyone else but once one became a member of Ozmu, one would no longer have freedom.

Furthermore, even if she handed over the cultivation method for Darkness Eye, those Great Wizards would be able to tell at a glance that it was fake. At that time, they would kill her as well. In that case, why should Yulais die so sullenly?

Therefore, Yulais was still trying to detonate the Spell Model in her body. However, the distance between the Great Wizards and her was too large, and she was unable to mobilize the Spell Model in her body.

"Wizard Tamo, what's the use of Darkness Eye? Even if Abyss Fort has Darkness Eye, wasn't it destroyed by us, Ozmu, back then as well? We should just hurry and find Merlin and kill him as well as his three-headed dragon to support the First Elder in his decisive battle with the northern Spell Caster world!"

Wizard Lenon did not value Darkness Eye, and urged them to leave.

"Wizard Lenon, before the First Elder became the First Elder, he only lost once, and that was to Darkness Eye!"

This matter was well-known to all.

However, Wizard Lenon continued to sneer. "Back then, the First Elder's Spatial Pandora Demon Ability had not been cultivated yet, which was why he was defeated. Hmph, I don't believe it. How strong could Darkness Eye be? I heard that the Spell Caster who destroyed Abbes Stronghold was Merlin who defeated the First Elder back then. Hehe, I want to see just how powerful his Darkness Eye is."

Wizard Tamo ignored Wizard Lenon. He raised a hand, and prepared to capture Yulais. When they slowly interrogate her, they would naturally obtain the cultivation method for Darkness Eye."

"Roar…"

Suddenly, a terrifying roar sounded, shocking everyone present.

At the same time, a shadow appeared in the distant sky, and a huge three-headed dragon slowly appeared in their line of sight.

"A three-headed dragon? Merlin?"

The five Great Wizards immediately cried out, feeling shocked. They had never thought that they would meet Merlin here.

"Whoosh."

The three-headed dragon stretched out its wings that blocked out the sun. It roared as it flew over and casually hovered in the sky.

Standing on the dragon's back was Merlin, who coldly stared at Yulais as well as the five Great Wizards. His eyes instantly fixed at Great Wizard Lenon. As those sharp eyes glared at Great Wizard Lenon, even the Great Wizards seemed to feel a huge pressure, and became alert.

"You want to experience Darkness Eye? In that case, I'll grant your wish and let you see it with your own eyes!"

Merlin gently patted the three-headed dragon, and it swooped down directly. Its sharp claws caught Yualsi, and directly broke the binding spell on her body.

At the same time, Merlin stood in the air, and gently raised his palm. A strange blood-red eye appeared on the center of his palm.

"Darkness Eye, summon Demon Spirit!"

As Merlin's voice fell, Darkness Elements a thousand times stronger than the Darkness Elements formed by Yulais swarmed together, and seemed to cover the entire sky.

In the darkness, it was as if a terrifying force was slowly awakening…

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Chapter 666: Important Information

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The sixth form of Darkness Eye – Darkness Demon Spirit, appeared in the sky. That huge body brought along an extremely shocking trepidation.

"Pom-pom-pom."

Darkness Demon Spirit was originally a powerful being capable of fighting against the Giant Tribe. The sixth form of Darkness Eye, Darkness Demon Spirit was comparable to peak Great Wizards in terms of strength.

Therefore, his sudden appearance sent the three Great Wizards – Wizard Lenon, Wizard Gerdoff, and Wizard Zavir – flying. Of the five Great Wizards sent out by Ozmu Headquarters, only Wizard Tamo was a peak Great Wizard. The other four Great Wizards were still a great distance away from a peak Great Wizard.

Three Great Wizards were smashed at once. The three Great Wizards were all badly hit, especially Wizard Lenon, who glowered at Darkness Demon Spirit with a look of disbelief.

"Bind!"

Wizard Tamo finally reacted. He knew that they were in trouble after seeing Merlin wielding the sixth form of Darkness Eye, Darkness Demon Spirit. Darkness Demon Spirit was an existence comparable to peak Great Wizards. Not even he was confident of victory.

However, Wizard Tamo still firmly believed that with the other Great Wizards, they would definitely be able to go against Darkness Demon Spirit. In fact, that was the truth. Even though they were injured, the Great Wizards very quickly surrounded Darkness Demon Spirit.

For a moment, all that could be heard were Darkness Demon Spirit's roars.

"A peak Great Wizard?"

Merlin did not expect Darkness Demon Spirit to be able to defeat all five Great Wizards. It seemed that the strongest being in Ozmu – Merlin's enemy, Kleis, truly understood Merlin for him to send such a powerful and grand team.

After all, this was not the Void Zone. Even a large spell casters' organization might not be able to produce a peak Great Wizard.

"Illusion!"

Merlin cast a Hallucinating spell against Spell Casters for the first time in the Glorious Land.

Mind Power Masters seemed to only gradually develop after Spell Casters had stepped into the Void Zone. Therefore, in the Glorious Land, Spell Casters had no contact with Mind Power Masters and did not know the characteristics of Mind Power Masters.

With Merlin's current Hallucinating spell realm, he naturally could easily plunge all these Great Wizards into an illusion. As a result, the five Great Wizards all fell into the illusion with glassy eyes.

"Speak. Where's Ozmu Headquarters?"

Merlin asked bluntly.

However, these Great Wizards were indeed very alert. None of them answered. Merlin only made them fall into the illusion. He did not control them.

"Awaken!"

Merlin's voice rang like thunder, reverberating in Wizard Lenon's ear. Wizard Lenon immediately awoke.

However, when Wizard Lenon saw the other Great Wizards around him were still dazed, a trace of fear appeared on his face. Even Spell Casters would feel afraid in the face of unknown power.

"What did you do to them? Darkness spells don't have such an ability. Furthermore, there's no trace of you casting a spell. What exactly did you do?"

Wizard Lenon fired off questions. However, Merlin's gaze was calm. He remained silent and merely stared coldly at Wizard Lenon.

After a long moment, Merlin finally asked slowly, "Speak. Where's Ozmu Headquarters?"

Wizard Lenon paled, and a violent Elemental fluctuation quickly appeared on his body. He was both surprised and overjoyed to find that he was not restricted and could still cast powerful spells.

Merlin shook his head, and his huge Mind Power once again plunged Wizard Lenon into the Hallucinating spell.

"Bang."

Darkness Demon Spirit smashed its fist against the defenseless Wizard Lenon. A Great Wizard died just like that!

"Awaken!"

Next was Wizard Gerdoff and Wizard Zavir. When the two of them awoke, Merlin asked them the same question but they were not willing to answer either. Merlin could only let them follow Wizard Lenon's footsteps, directly killed by Darkness Demon Spirit.

Seeing Merlin casually killing a terrifying Great Wizard, Yulais, who was successfully rescued by the three-headed dragon, gaped openly, and stared at Merlin. Her body even seemed to tremble with nervousness and excitement.

That was a Great Wizard, not a Seventh-level, Eighth-level or a Ninth-level Spell Casters. That was a Great Wizard that only large spell casters' organizations had!

However, now, Merlin had casually killed them all.

"Awaken! Wizard Gilles, I don't think I have to say anything. You've already seen the fates of those three Great Wizards. Tell me. I only want to know the specific location of Ozmu Headquarters."

Wizard Gilles' face was ashen. He was frightened, and hurriedly said, "All Great Wizards have already signed contracts. We can't reveal the specific location of Ozmu Headquarters."

Since a contract was signed, no one could violate it.

"However, in a while, Ozmu's First Elder will fight a decisive battle against the Seven Major Spell Caster organizations of the northern Spell Caster world. At that time, all of Ozmu's Great Wizards will go."

Although Wizard Gilles did not reveal the specific location of Ozmu Headquarters, he provided an important piece of information.

"Decisive battle?"

Merlin pondered carefully, and found that it was very possible. Ozmu and the northern Spell Caster world had already incurred deep hatred against each other. There had been many conflicts between the two sides but they had suddenly calmed down recently.

There would surely be undercurrents behind the calm that they were experiencing. It would not be unprecedented for there to be a decisive battle.

"Who's your First Elder?"

Merlin asked in a heavy voice. Although he already guessed in his heart, he still wanted confirmation from the mouth of an Ozmu Great Wizard.

"You don't know? Ozmu's First Elder is Great Wizard Kleis!"

Wizard Gilles said everything he knew. At this point, there was nothing left to hide. After all, he learned his lesson from watching Wizard Lenon and the others. He did not want to become the fourth one.

"Kleis? It was him…"

Merlin shut his eyes as countless thoughts flashed past his mind. Wizard Gilles was most likely telling the truth. Merlin's Mind Power could detect any changes in the other party's expression, which was enough for him to distinguish truth from falsehood.

"A decisive battle. Perhaps that's an opportunity!"

Merlin's aim was to end the dispute in the entire Spell Caster world as soon as possible and unite them. Now, Ozmu was about to have a decisive battle with the northern Spell Caster world, and all the experts would come to play. This was a great opportunity for Merlin.

As long as he could interfere in the decisive battle or even use absolute strength to suppress those Spell Casters, then the forces in the entire Spell Caster world would be unified in the shortest possible time.

The Church of Light was the Glorious Land's greatest threat!

Then, Merlin made the peak Great Wizard Tamo awaken, who understood what had just happened. It seemed like he found Merlin more terrifying than Kleis.

"Go."

Merlin waved his hand, and allowed Wizard Tamo and Wizard Gilles to leave.

"You're letting us go?"

Wizard Tamo and Wizard Gilles glanced at each other, their faces revealing suspicion.

"Of course, I'm letting you go. The strength of the Spell Caster world shouldn't be consumed too much. Besides, we'll meet again in the future!"

A mysterious smile was revealed on Merlin's mouth.

Although they did not know why Merlin was letting them go, Wizard Tamo and Wizard Gilles naturally refused to stay there any longer. They immediately turned around, and flew to the skies, leaving in just a short time.

Merlin jumped onto the three-headed dragon. He no longer prepared to find Ozmu Headquarters but prepared to go to the northern Spell Caster world instead, before the decisive battle between Ozmu and the Seven Major Northern Spell Caster organizations started.

Just as the three-headed dragon spread its wings and prepared to leave, Yulais' face flashed with determination as if she had made a final decision.

"Honorable Sir Wizard, please take me with you!"

Yulais gathered up her courage, and shouted loudly.

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"You?"

Merlin seemed to recall that there was another Spell Caster who had used a Darkness-type spell. Looking at this female Wizard who was also a Darkness Wizard, Merlin could tell at a glance that she already cultivated the Fusion Pandora Demon Ability, Darkness Heart.

Merlin clearly remembered Darkness Heart. It was originally a Pandora Demon Ability from Abyss Fort.

"You're a Spell Caster from Abyss Fort?"

Merlin hesitated before asking.

"Yes, I'm a Spell Caster from Abyss Fort. My name is Yulais! Please take me with you, Wizard Merlin."

Yulais knew that Merlin was her only hope. She had just seen how powerful Merlin was when he had defeated five powerful Great Wizards alone. This was unheard of. Perhaps only Ozmu's First Elder Kleis could compare to him.

Therefore, Yulais wanted to seize the opportunity to remain beside Merlin. That way, she would not have to be cautious of everything and be on the run like before, constantly worrying about being found by Ozmu.

Most importantly, Yulais had seen Merlin use Darkness Eye. It was the genuine Darkness Eye with unimaginable power.

Although Yulais had a fake cultivation method for Darkness Eye in her hands, she was also eager to obtain the true cultivation method for Darkness Eye. That way, there would be a chance to rebuild Abyss Fort and fulfill what her Teacher had entrusted to her.

"I have some special relations to Abyss Fort. Since you're not afraid, then come up."

Yulais' heart soared. She did not hesitate upon looking at the ferocious and frightening three-headed dragon, and directly jumped on the three-headed dragon's head, standing beside Merlin.

The three-headed dragon spread its wings, and roared loudly at the sky to vent its dissatisfaction at Yulais. Although it had submitted itself to Merlin, it was still very proud. In the three-headed dragon's view, a mere Fourth-level Spell Caster like Yulais was not qualified to stand on its back.

However, the three-headed dragon did not dare to disobey Merlin's order. It merely roared angrily, and its huge body quickly flew toward the north.

…

In an ordinary castle, Wizard Tamo and Wizard Gilles had just opened their eyes, their faces showed traces of helplessness. They were still a little concerned as they thought about what had happened a few days ago

There were five Great Wizards, and Wizard Tamo was even a peak Great Wizard. However, they were completely helpless against that powerful Spell Caster.

"Wizard Tamo, you've received the news too. The First Elder has already gone to the northern Spell Caster world. I'm afraid the decisive battle with the Seven Major Spell Caster organizations will begin soon. However, we have no way of contacting the First Elder, so we can't report this news to him."

Wizard Gilles said calmly. He knew that this matter was too important and had to be reported to the First Elder immediately. However, they could not contact the First Elder now. Even a grand Great Wizard like him felt anxious.

"Wizard Gilles, what do you think of Wizard Merlin in comparison to the First Elder?"

Wizard Tamo suddenly raised his head and asked.

"The First Elder?"

Wizard Gilles was slightly stunned. After careful consideration, he shook his head helplessly. "There's no comparison. The First Elder became a Great Legend with Six-Elemental spells. His strength is terrifying. In addition, he also has special Spatial Pandora Demon Abilities, which makes his power even more unimaginable. At least, the First Elder would easily win against the Seven Major Spell Caster organizations of the northern Spell Caster world. As for Merlin, he's too mysterious. His life force is also faintly similar to the First Elder's…"

Wizard Gilles trailed off. His meaning was very clear. The First Elder was powerful but Merlin was not weak either. Without a proper battle, they would not know who was better.

"Swoosh."

Wizard Tamo's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he said in a deep voice, "Of course his life force is similar. That's because Merlin is also a Six-Elemental Spell Caster! We must go to the northern Spell Caster world at once and report this information to the First Elder. I have a feeling that the northern Spell Caster world isn't anything at all but in the entire Spell Caster world, Merlin will definitely become the First Elder's as well as Ozmu's greatest enemy!"

Wizard Tamo immediately stood up. In his heart, Ozmu's greatest enemy was not the Seven Major Spell Caster organizations of the northern Spell Caster world but the mysterious and strange Wizard who had suddenly appeared – Wizard Merlin.

Thus, the two Great Wizards did not return to Ozmu Headquarters, and instead flew to the northern Spell Caster world.

…

"Huff…"

The huge three-headed dragon spread its wings, and found an open clearing in the dense forest to rest.

The three-headed dragon was a "big eater", and needed to eat large amounts of food every once in a while, such as drinking a small river dry before.

They had been flying for three days and three nights straight, and the three-headed dragon was somewhat unable to keep going. It had long wanted to gorge itself but without Merlin's approval, it did not dare to leave without permission no matter how hungry it was.

"Go. Remember, come back here before dawn tomorrow!"

Merlin waved his hand at the three-headed dragon. Immediately, the three-headed dragon gave a jubilant roar, and spread its wings, quickly flying to the skies and heading deeper into the dense forest.

Some powerful monsters in this dense forest were going to suffer a calamity!

Merlin closed his eyes to recuperate, and silently waited for the three-headed dragon. Previously, it was just Merlin and the three-headed dragon, so Merlin stayed quiet for a few days. However, this time, there was another Wizard, Yulais.

Yulais watched Merlin with a complicated look. Since the last time she had exchanged some simple words with Merlin, they had not said a word to each other for the past few days.

Yulais wanted to say something but hesitated. She wanted to ask Merlin about Darkness Eye. That was the most important thing to her.

After a long moment, Yulais seemed to make up her mind. She came to Merlin's side and hesitated before saying, "Wizard Merlin, have you really cultivated Darkness Eye?"

Merlin opened his eyes, and calmly glanced at Yulais. He nodded and said, "Yes, I've cultivated Darkness Eye. Why? Do you want to learn it?"

Merlin's words seemed to see through Yulais' thoughts. Yulais was slightly stunned and seemed to be at a loss.

Merlin laughed. How could Yulais' thoughts be hidden from him?

Wizard Yulais had very high quality as a Darkness Wizard, and her gift for Darkness-type spells was even far greater than Merlin. After all, not every Darkness Wizard would be able to cultivate Darkness Heart.

In Abyss Fort, anyone who could cultivate Darkness Heart would be a Spell Caster valued by Abyss Fort.

"Wizard Merlin, I want to learn Darkness Eye. Please accept me as your disciple!"

Yulais bit her lip tightly, and finally made up her mind although she knew that this request was overboard and even rude. After all, Merlin had not only saved her but he was even willing to let her follow him along the way. In fact, he was protecting her.

However, she put forward the request of cultivating Darkness Eye. Even Yulais herself felt that it was extremely rude. However, she had no other choice. She could not give up this opportunity.

Merlin's eyes narrowed slightly. His gaze seemed to become deep.

"Which Wizard was your teacher in Abyss Fort?"

Merlin did not directly answer Yulais, and asked softly instead.

"It's Teacher Hobbes. He gave me a cultivation method for Darkness Eye but he personally told me that it was fake, telling me to never cultivate it. However, even such a fake cultivation method for Darkness Eye attracted Ozmu to capture anyone who narrowly escaped Abyss Fort."

It was the first time Yulais had mentioned that the cultivation method for Darkness Eye she had was fake. However, Yulais also knew that while other Wizards might not be able to tell, Merlin, who had the real Darkness Eye, would definitely be able to authenticate it.

Therefore, even if she had told the truth, to Merlin, he had already long known about it.

"Wizard Hobbes?"

Merlin indeed already knew. He pondered for a moment. To be honest, he owed a favor to Abyss Fort. Back then, Wizard Leo had used a fake cultivation method for Darkness Eye to cheat and gain the Abyss Fort's Pandora Demon Ability Darkness Heart.

The fake cultivation method for Darkness Eye with Yulais was actually Wizard Leo's work. This matter had a great deal to do with Merlin.

When he returned to the Glorious Land this time, he did not expect to encounter a Spell Caster from Abyss Fort. It somewhat made him want to sigh.

"You really want to cultivate Darkness Eye? I'll tell you the truth now. Darkness Eye isn't easily cultivated. Out of ten, nine will die, and only one will live. Once you've cultivated it, there's no turning back!"

Merlin stared solemnly at Yulais as he said.

"Ah? Wizard Merlin, you're willing to teach me Darkness Eye? No matter how dangerous or difficult Darkness Eye is, I'll definitely put in effort to cultivate it. This is Teacher Hobbes' lifelong wish."

Yulais was overjoyed. She did not think that Merlin would agree so easily.

"I won't accept you as a disciple. However, I have some relations with Abyss Fort in the past, so it's perfectly appropriate to pass on Darkness Eye to you!"

Merlin laughed but did not tell Yulais the story in detail. In the beginning, Wizard Leo had used a fake Darkness Eye to cheat and gain Abyss Fort's Darkness Heart. It was a ruse.

However, Merlin returned to the Glorious Land and successfully cultivated Darkness Eye to its seventh-form. Passing on Darkness Eye to a Spell Caster from Abyss Fort could be considered making up to Abyss Fort on behalf of Teacher Leo.

Although Darkness Eye was dangerous, it was a special Pandora Demon Ability that the Legend of Darkness, Wizard Oflas, created to control powerful and gifted Spell Casters. However, Oflas would only be able to control them if they had cultivated it to its seventh-form.

Merlin did not think that anyone from the Glorious Land would be able to cultivate Darkness Eye to its seventh-form. Therefore, it was quite safe for Yulais to cultivate Darkness Eye.

Thus, Merlin cast a Hallucinating spell, and used it to firmly imprint the detailed cultivation method for Darkness Eye deep into Yulais' mind, settling an entanglement with Abyss Castle.

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Chapter 668: The Northern Spell Caster World!

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The northern Spell Caster world had always been the most stable and peaceful place in the entire Spell Caster world. When the southern Spell Caster world was at war with Ozmu, many Spell Casters had entered the northern Spell Caster world, making the already powerful northern Spell Caster world even more powerful.

Furthermore, although Ozmu had finally won and occupied the southern Spell Caster world, some powerful Great Wizards from the Three Major Spell Caster organizations of the southern Spell Caster world had also entered the northern Spell Caster world in succession, and relied on help from the Seven Major Spell Caster organizations.

Therefore, when the southern Spell Caster world was in chaos, the northern Spell Caster world took the opportunity to expand its power. However, they now faintly regretted cooperating with Ozmu back then.

In the beginning, the cooperation with Ozmu was just to strike down the southern Spell Caster world, and foster a powerful force to compete with the southern Spell Caster world. This was so that the Seven Major Spell Caster organizations of the northern Spell Caster world would become more powerful, and perhaps even have the chance to completely expand the southern Spell Caster world.

They did not expect that Ozmu would take that opportunity to slowly establish a foothold, and inflict heavy losses against the Three Major Spell Caster organizations. They had developed more and more rapidly, and directly destroyed the Three Major Spell Caster organizations, completely controlling the southern Spell Caster world.

Ozmu, which had completely controlled the southern Spell Caster world, became a major threat to the northern Spell Caster world. Compared to the Three Major Spell Caster organizations, Ozmu was more troublesome and powerful. They had even faintly compelled the northern Spell Caster world.

At this moment, in a huge ancient castle, seven Spell Casters sat on large chairs along two sides. Each Spell Caster exuded terrifying Elemental fluctuations. They were all at least powerful Great Wizards.

"Everyone, I believe you've received the news. Kleis from Ozmu has mobilized most of Ozmu's forces and is heading to the North! On the other hand, Ozmu had entered our northern Spell Caster world by themselves, which is truly arrogant!"

Sitting at the top was a Great Wizard wearing gold-colored robed. His voice reverberated in the large hall, full of majesty.

"Arrogance. Utter hubris! Kleis grew even more arrogant after he had defeated five of our Great Wizards alone. The Wizards from Ozmu even bragged that Kleis was the number one Wizard in the entire Spell Caster world. What a big joke!"

The identities of each of these Spell Casters were special. They were all Great Wizards who held real power in large spell casters' organizations. They were also very familiar with Kleis.

A mere Spell Caster rapidly rose, and even faintly suppressed them. These Great Wizards also felt extremely sullen.

However, Kleis had such strength. Once, he had single-handedly defeated five Great Wizards from the Seven Major Spell Caster organizations. It was also because of that one battle that Ozmu gradually gained the upper hand in the confrontation with the northern Spell Caster world.

The entire hall plunged into silence, setting an oppressive atmosphere. Although those words were said to vent his anger, everyone understood in their hearts that those words could not be ignored. Right now in the northern Spell Caster world, there was indeed no one who could contend against Kleis.

"There's no need to doubt Kleis' strength! According to ancient records, among the five Great Wizards whom he had defeated back then, three of them were peak Great Wizards. A Wizard like this should be recorded in ancient books as a preeminent Great Wizard – the most powerful Great Wizard that truly stand on the pinnacle of Great Wizards."

Preeminent Great Wizards were the most dazzling geniuses even in the Spell Casters' most glorious era. Since the collapse of the Molta Empire, it was tough for preeminent Great Wizards to appear in the Spell Caster world again. Even the strongest ones were just peak Great Wizards.

Both the Seven Major Spell Caster organizations and Ozmu had peak Great Wizards but peak Great Wizards were no longer a decisive force.

"Gentlemen, a catastrophe is coming. I believe you all know the fate of the southern Spell Caster world. Back then, we were gravely wrong to help Ozmu and let them slowly grow. Now, they had even produced a preeminent Great Wizard, who is threatening our Seven Major Spell Caster organizations. We must do something about this."

These Great Wizards all represented their respective spell casters' organization. They were the clearest on their own organizations, and knew what forces they had like the back of their palm.

However, even such powerful forces seemed to be useless against Kleis, a preeminent Great Wizard. Perhaps they would be able to curb him slightly with ten or more peak Great Wizards.

Even if the Seven Major Spell Caster organizations had made an all-out effort, they would still be unable to gather ten peak Great Wizards. Therefore, that plan to deal with Kleis would not be reliable.

"We can arrange a Runic Magic Circle in advance. With Kleis' arrogant character, he'll definitely enter the Runic Magic Circle. At that time, with the restrictions of the Runic Magic Circle, even a preeminent Great Wizard like him would be greatly weakened. Then, it'll be our chance to defeat Kleis!"

The Seven Major Spell Caster organizations had inherited the Spell Casters' most glorious era from three thousand years ago, and were deep and profound. Therefore, they had some powerful Runic Magic Circles that were quite formidable.

However, some Spell Casters shook their heads. "No matter how formidable a Runic Magic Circle is, it's of no use. It might be able to deal with others but Kleis is a Rune Wizard. He's very proficient in Runology. It'll be very difficult to weaken his strength with a Runic Magic Circle."

In reality, they were also shocked by what they understood about Kleis. Not only was Kleis powerful but he had also constructed Six-Elemental spells, and was even extremely proficient in Runology, Alchemy, Potions and so on. He truly was a genius among geniuses.

An average Wizard would use up all their energy just on constructing Spell Models, not to mention being proficient with Runology, Alchemy, and Potions.

"Yes, we can't use Runic Magic Circles!"

"What do we do if we don't use Runic Magic Circles? Are we going to contend with him with brute strength?"

For a moment, the entire hall was tense and noisy, and no consensus could be reached.

"I have a way to deal with Kleis but I need your full support!"

Seeing that the many Spell Casters could not make up their minds, the golden-robed Wizard sitting in the middle slowly said.

"Oh? Wizard Ian, your Fog City is one of the oldest spell casters' organizations. As long as you have a way to deal with Kleis and Ozmu, we, the remaining six Major Spell Caster organizations, will naturally give you our full support."

The other Great Wizards expressed their support one after another. They were currently in Fog City. It was also Great Wizard Ian from Fog City who had invited these Great Wizards to discuss how to deal with Ozmu.

"However, Wizard Ian, what idea do you have?"

After expressing their support, the other Great Wizards started to wonder. Kleis was a preeminent Great Wizard. Did Fog City have the power of a preeminent Great Wizard?

After thinking about it carefully, they felt that it was impossible. If Fog City had a force comparable to a preeminent Great Wizard, they would have annexed the other spell casters' organizations long ago.

"My Fog City is good at alchemy. You all might not know but our Fog City has a secret for many years. Three thousand years ago, the Molta Empire had passed down an alchemy puppet! According to the records in ancient literature, this alchemy puppet once killed a preeminent Great Wizard!"

"It killed a preeminent Great Wizard?"

As Wizard Ian's voice fell, the entire hall became silent.

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Chapter 669: Battle Preparations

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There was a big gap between peak Great Wizards and preeminent Great Wizards. Generally, only Spell Casters with more than five Elements could become preeminent Great Wizards.

Of course, there were also some Four-Elemental Spell Casters who became preeminent Great Wizards due to special reasons but they were far too rare, and all of them were Spell Casters with huge destiny.

Therefore, for many years, the entire Spell Caster world had hardly produced any Great Wizard but now, Fog City's alchemy puppet had actually killed a preeminent Great Wizard before. This naturally greatly shocked the six other Wizards.

"Wizard Ian, what other conditions are needed to activate this alchemy puppet?"

Finally, someone seemed to sense the crux of the situation. The stronger the alchemy puppet, the higher the cost needed to activate it.

Therefore, a high price had to be paid to activate an alchemy puppet that could kill a preeminent Great Wizard. Otherwise, Fog City would have relied on this alchemy puppet to unify the entire northern Spell Caster world.

"Say it. What's needed to activate this alchemy puppet?"

The other Great Wizards also raised their gazes and stared at Wizard Ian.

"It's very simple. It just needs elemental crystal stones…"

Wizard Ian laughed.

"Elemental crystal stones? It's that simple?"

"How can that be? Even low-grade alchemy puppets need elemental crystal stones. Do high-grade alchemy puppets also need elemental crystal stones?"

All the Great Wizards were slightly stunned. They had never thought that an alchemy puppet that was capable of killing a preeminent Great Wizard would only need ordinary elemental crystal stones.

"Wait, if only elemental crystal stones are needed, why can't your Fog City activate the alchemy puppet?"

Hearing these words, the other Great Wizards were surprised as well. Indeed, if only something simple like elemental crystal stones were needed, why would Fog City be unable to activate this alchemy puppet?"

A wry smile appeared on Wizard Ian's face, and he said, "How many elemental crystal stones do you think this alchemy puppet needs to activate?"

"How many elemental crystal stones? One million?"

Wizard Ian helplessly shook his head. Fog City would be able to take out one million elemental crystal stones. If it were that simple, Fog City would have unified the entire northern Spell Caster world long ago.

"Is it ten million elemental crystal stones?"

A Great Wizard finally reacted. His face was solemn. Ten million elemental crystal stones weren't a small amount. It was a very large sum.

"Everyone, if it were only ten million elemental crystal stones, our Fog City would still be able to gather it at all costs. Why would we wait until now but still be unable to activate the alchemy puppet? I'll be honest and not hide things from everyone. If it weren't for the threats that Kleis and Ozmu pose to us, my Fog City wouldn't have exposed the secret of this alchemy puppet. I wouldn't have revealed it even if it can never be activated.

"However, with Kleis' threat now, we already calculated that it'll cost at least eighty million elemental crystal stones to bring out the alchemy puppet and activate it. Eighty million elemental crystal stones will only be enough to support it for a few hours of battle! Therefore, even if we want to activate this alchemy puppet to deal with Kleis, it's not something that a single spell casters' organization like my Fog City can achieve. Only with our Seven Major Spell Caster organizations unite and concentrate our efforts would we be able to activate the alchemy puppet!"

"Boom!"

The other six Great Wizards immediately stood up after Wizard Ian had finished speaking. Their faces were full of shock, and the entire hall seemed to be full of violent Elemental fluctuations.

"Eighty million elemental crystal stones? Which spell casters' organization can afford that? The most we can produce is five million elemental crystal stones. That's the limit."

"That's right. How can activating an alchemy puppet use up so many elemental crystal stones? Even if we spend all we have, it's still not enough to activate this alchemy puppet!"

Eighty million elemental crystal stones were an unimaginably large number for the entire Spell Caster world. The Spell Caster world was no more glorious than the Spell Casters three thousand years ago. At that time, elemental crystal stone lodes were everywhere but now, only a few lodes were controlled by large spell casters' organizations.

The reason why large spell casters' organizations were superior to other spell casters' organizations was not only because there was a Great Wizard in charge. It was also because they had controlled elemental crystal stone lodes.

"Gentlemen!"

Wizard Ian clapped his hands and said deeply, "Eighty million elemental crystal stones might be a huge amount for everyone but if we don't act against Ozmu and Kleis' aggression, we'll end up following in the footsteps of the southern Spell Caster world."

Hearing Wizard Ian's words, all the Great Wizards fell silent. They knew exactly what had happened to the southern Spell Caster world. Large spell casters' organizations that had been passed on for thousands of years were instantly destroyed by Ozmu.

The Seven Major Spell Caster organizations could not accept such a fate!

After a long time, one of the Great Wizards raised his head and took a deep breath before saying, "Each spell casters' organization will have to pay a huge price for eighty million elemental crystal stones. If we clench our teeth, we'll still be able to make it. However, we must sign an agreement!"

"Sign an agreement? What agreement?"

Wizard Ian's heart soared. As long as they could gather eighty million elemental crystal stones, Fog City would be able to activate that powerful alchemy puppet. The greatest wish of all the previous Elders of Fog City would be realized in his hands.

"The conditions are simple. After we've gathered eighty million elemental crystal stones and activated the alchemy puppet, your Fog City cannot attack our six Major Spell Caster organizations. Furthermore, after repelling Ozmu and Kleis, the remaining elemental crystal stones have to be returned to our six Major Spell Caster organizations! If you agree with these two conditions, we'll gather the elemental crystal stones and deal with Ozmu and Kleis together!"

Hearing the conditions demanded by the Great Wizards, Wizard Ian's expression changed slightly. This agreement hit the key point. If Kleis was defeated, Fog City might threaten the remaining six Major Spell Caster organizations by using the alchemy puppet.

After all, the large spell casters' organizations in the northern Spell Caster world were not a monolithic whole. They were still fighting and competing with each other in the dark, so naturally, they could not let Fog City put on airs.

"Haha, indeed. If you sign this agreement, we can deal with Ozmu wholeheartedly!"

The other Spell Casters had agreed to sign the contract. It was an agreement made to restrict Fog City, and was not detrimental to them, so it was only natural that they would support it.

"This…"

Wizard Ian hesitated slightly. He did have some thoughts but it seemed that if he did not sign the agreement, it would be impossible to persuade the other six large spell casters' organizations to gather the elemental crystal stones.

That would not be good for anyone!

"Alright, I'll sign it. I'll sign it now!"

Wizard Ian gritted his teeth, and finally decided to sign the contract. Thus, he directly took out a contract from the ring on his finger. The other six Great Wizards also left their mind imprint on the contract.

"Hum."

The contract exuded an invisible force which made the Great Wizards feel bound. This was the characteristic of a successful signing of an agreement.

"Alright, the contract has been signed. It's not too late. We'll go back immediately to gather the elemental crystal stones."

These Great Wizards also did not stay, and returned one after another, beginning their preparations for the battle.

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"How are the Seven Major Spell Caster organizations?"

In a shabby room, Kleis, dressed in a blue Wizard robe, asked calmly.

In front of Kleis was a ninth-level Spell Caster with cold sweat currently beading on his forehead. In front of Kleis, he felt an invisible pressure.

"First Elder, we're closely watching the movements of the Seven Major Spell Caster organizations. Not long ago, a few days before the First Elder arrived, they've sent a Great Wizard to Fog City but we don't know what they've talked about. Later, they returned to their spell casters' organizations, and there has been no movement since."

"No movement? They must be discussing how to deal with me. There's no need to discuss any further. Send someone to the Seven Major Spell Caster organizations to tell them that I'm coming. My target is Fog City!"

Kleis' words surprised the Ninth-level Spell Caster, and he could not help but say, "First Elder, we have to strike the Seven Major Spell Caster organizations down one by one. Fog City is indeed a breakthrough point. However, if we send out the news, I'm afraid the First Elder will face a siege from the Great Wizards of the Seven Major Spell Caster organizations. At that time, it'll be very disadvantageous to the First Elder!"

"Strike them one by one? Who said that I have to strike them one by one? It'll be great if they gather together, so I won't have to waste time. Leave, I'll make the arrangements!"

Kleis' tone was unquestionable. The Ninth-level Spell Caster did not dare to say anything, and cautiously withdrew.

For a long time, there seemed to be a strange power on Kleis' body. The space around him seemed to be cut into pieces, like a smooth mirror being broken.

"Crack."

Space instantly shattered, and Kleis' figure also suddenly became blurry…

…

In the sharp and biting winds, the three-headed dragon's wings spread, and moved rapidly through the clouds.

Merlin stared at Yulais. Ever since he gave Yulais the cultivation method for Darkness Eye, Yulais had been eager to cultivate.

Not even Merlin had seen the first form of Darkness Eye. In the beginning, he directly inherited Wizard Leo's Darkness Eye. He did not cultivate from the first form but could directly use the third form of Darkness Eye.

Therefore, Merlin had no practical experience regarding the first form of Darkness Eye as well as how to cultivate it. However, Darkness Eye cultivation brought on by the Void Zone should be very reliable, and could be used for cultivation.

Reality had proven that Yulais' talent for Darkness was indeed commendable. Although she had not cultivated the first form of Darkness Eye yet, she was on the right path. As long as she kept practicing, within three months, she would definitely cultivate the third form of Darkness Eye.

Soon, Yulais opened her eyes. Her heart grew excited as she was confident that she would succeed, and cultivate the first form of Darkness Eye.

In the future, there was hope for the second form, third form, and so on. This was a special Pandora Demon Ability. Back then in Abyss Fort, she would not even dare to imagine that she would one day really cultivate a special Pandora Demon Ability.

"Wizard Merlin, the northern Spell Caster world is at war with Ozmu. I'm afraid it'll be very dangerous to go there now."

Although Yulais had cultivated Darkness Eye, she was still unclear about Merlin's objective in the northern Spell Caster world. She only knew that the northern Spell Caster world was very chaotic and dangerous now.

"Is it? It's slightly dangerous but this is an opportunity. I don't have much time to waste…"

Merlin murmured in a low voice, his eyes solemn.

"An opportunity?"

Yulais did not know what "opportunity" Merlin was talking about but she could feel that his purpose in going to the northern Spell Caster world was not simple…

…

In Fog City, all the Spell Casters stood at the ready.

Outside Fog City were many Spell Casters closely watching the surroundings, especially the south, which was where Ozmu would attack from.

In Fog City's main hall, fifteen Great Wizards were assembled. This was most of the forces the Seven Major Spell Caster organizations could send.

Fifteen Great Wizards was an unimaginable force. Only the Seven Major Spell Caster organizations would be able to gather such a huge line-up.

However, the expression of these fifteen Great Wizards was all grave. There were even some that were resentful.

"Wizard Ian, Kleis is mad. He sent us a message in advance to come to Fog City. It's obviously because he wants us to gather so he can get us all in one go! What arrogance!"

"It's indeed arrogance. Kleis even left us some time for the Seven Major Spell Caster organizations to discuss countermeasures. He really is too arrogant. In the beginning, Ozmu only conquered the Three Major Spell Caster organizations of the southern Spell Caster world with our help."

"That's right. If it weren't for us, how would there be Ozmu today?"

These Great Wizards gathered together for one purpose, and that was to fight with Kleis! Kleis deliberately released information that he was going to attack Fog City, and even set aside some time to let Fog City prepare for the Seven Major Spell Caster organizations to join forces for a decisive battle against Kleis.

After the dispute, the hall once again fell into silence. Although they said that Kleis was arrogant, in reality, all the Spell Casters knew that Kleis' arrogance was backed by his extreme strength.

Ozmu even addressed Kleis as the First Elder. Although the northern Spell Caster world disdained him, no one could find an existence stronger than Kleis.

Kleis' threat was genuine and true.

"Everyone, although Kleis is arrogant, he really is powerful. At least, with so many of us Great Wizards working together, I'm afraid he'll have to go through us one by one. There's not much time left until Kleis arrives, so let's gather the elemental crystal stones, and activate the alchemy puppet according to what we've previously agreed."

Wizard Ian said in a composed voice.

"Activate the alchemy puppet? It seems there's really only one way left!"

"Alright, let's activate the alchemy puppet. We'll see if it really has the power to kill a preeminent Great Wizard."

As a result, the Great Wizards all took out large sums of elemental crystal stones from their Spatial Rings. According to the agreement, as Fog City supplied the alchemy puppet, so they did not have to take out elemental crystal stones.

Therefore, the eighty million elemental crystal stones were all provided by the other six Major Spell Caster organizations which were painstakingly gathered over a thousand years.

Seeing that eighty million elemental crystal stones were gathered, Wizard Ian's expression was full of joy. His heart was also very excited. Fog City had been around for a thousand years, and the greatest wish of all the Elders in the past were too activate this alchemy puppet.

Now, he finally had the chance to truly activate the alchemy puppet!

"Everyone, please go to the public square outside. I'll personally activate the alchemy puppet!"

Wizard Ian pointed outside the hall. Then, he brought the ten or so Great Wizards and flew out of the hall, arriving at a spacious square.

"Open!"

Following the mysterious rune played by Wizard Ian, the entire square began to shake, and a large hole was revealed.

Under the square was a colossally large puppet. Its body was black as ink, and its eyes were shut. There was no sign of life.

Wizard Ian looked at the huge alchemy puppet. This would be his first attempt at activating the alchemy puppet.

"Go!"

With a wave of his hand, Wizard Ian threw the eighty million elemental crystal stones into the huge hole on the alchemy puppet's head.

"Swoosh."

The moment all the elemental crystal stones were thrown, the icy cold alchemy puppet's eyes suddenly opened. Its entire body emitted an inexplicable force that made even Great Legends feel heavy.

"It's awake. Haha, the alchemy puppet is finally activated. I've finally fulfilled the wishes of Fog City's Elders!"

Wizard Ian was very excited. This was the wish of the late Elders of Fog City. Now, Wizard Ian had finally achieved it, and successfully activated this ancient and powerful alchemy puppet.

At this moment, a huge life force suddenly appeared. The strength of this life force could even stir up the Elements, forming a terrifying storm and sweeping toward Fog City.

"He's here, Kleis is finally here!"

All the Spell Casters tuned around fiercely, their sharp eyes fixed on a strange figure in the distance…

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