A Wizard's Secret

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Merlin let out a strong fluctuation of Wind Elements from his body. Ordinary people could only catch the afterimage of the fluctuations as there was no way they could see Merlin's precise location.

Only the Spell Casters could utilize their Mind Power to trace Merlin's location.

"He's here!"

Some Spell Casters next to Count Longardi were keeping a close watch on Merlin with their Mind Power. Once Merlin got close to Count Longardi, they would immediately initiate their attacks as they would need to kill Merlin.

Merlin was dashing about as he observed the actions of Longardi and the Spell Casters around him from afar with his Mind Power. He could not stand against ten thousand soldiers, but these Normies would have a hard time aiming their bows at Merlin when he moved at a great speed. Merlin's Earth Guard would block the arrows even if they reached him.

Thus, Merlin almost did not sustain any injury when he went past the defense line of numerous thousands of soldiers. He was approaching Count Longardi rapidly.

Soon, Merlin paused. The black robe that he wore and his black hair swirled in the wind. There was not a hint of naivety in his youthful face; his eyes gave a profound feeling as if he had gone through many ups and downs in life.

"Kill!"

Upon noticing that Merlin had surpassed the defense line and came straight to Count Longardi's headquarters, the well-prepared Spell Casters immediately began to attack.

At once, violent fluctuations of Elements filled the sky. Fire-type spells, Wind-type spells, Ice-type spells and more were blasted toward Merlin ceaselessly. Merlin felt a strong sense of danger from these ruthless attacks.

Most of all, some First-level spells were hidden amongst these attacks. They were obviously the spells cast by the First-level Spell Casters whom Count Longardi had recruited.

"Guardian Monument!"

With a low voice, Merlin finally cast his First-level spell, Guardian Monument, which he had constructed not long ago.

Instantly, numerous large monuments covered Merlin from top to bottom as they blinked a bright light.

"Tremor!"

He felt an intense tremor. Even after blocking a few spells, Guardian Monument did not dissipate but shook a little. There was indeed a large difference between a First-level spell and a Zero-level spell. The Zero-level spells cast by these Entrance-level Spell Casters did not threaten Merlin at all.

Soon, Merlin felt an incredible force smashing into Guardian Monument ruthlessly. The impact caused Guardian Monument to shake violently and a faint crack appeared.

"Hmm? First-level spell?"

Merlin squinted his eyes, then he cast Guardian Monument once more. The monument shone a bright light as if declaring that it was not afraid of its opponent's ruthless attacks at all.

Merlin's figure was completely drowned in an endless spell attack. All sorts of violent Elements were wreaking havoc, so even the Spell Casters nearest to him did not know what was happening in there.

"He should be dead as he has to deal with many attacks! Even if he's a Spell Caster of the Dark Magic Region, he won't be able to resist the attacks as long as he hasn't become a First-level Spell Caster."

After a long while, some Spell Casters gradually stopped attacking. Since they cast the spells frantically and without much thought, their acts had consumed much of their Magic Power thus, they had to stop.

Slowly, the smoke began to dissipate. A hint of greed gleamed in the eyes of many Spell Casters beside Longardi. After they had confirmed that Merlin had died, they would instantly fight for the Dark Magic ring.

Other than Wizard Heghar, the five other Spell Casters seemed to have formed an alliance. From their expressions, they appeared to be cautious against Wizard Heghar.

Wizard Heghar wore a dark expression. He knew that all six of them would fight against each other as soon as Merlin died. These five Spell Casters had probably planned this beforehand.

When the time came, Wizard Heghar had to face the attacks of these five men if he wanted the ring.

"Hehe. Do you want the Dark Magic ring? Whoever stands in my way has to die!"

A killing intent rose in Heghar's heart. He had done all preparations. Even if he would need to face all five Spell Casters, he would not back down. He wanted to own the Dark Magic ring at all costs!

"Wizard Heghar, you've already become a First-level Spell Caster. Why fight for the Dark Magic ring with us?"

Suddenly, an Entrance-level Spell Caster asked in a low voice.

"Who doesn't want to join a spell casters' organization? Only in a spell casters' organization that I can become a stronger Spell Caster. If you lot also want to have the ring, don't blame me for whatever that I do!"

Wizard Heghar replied with a smirk. Both sides were ready to jump at each other's throat, and tension filled the air.

Count Longardi frowned slightly and interrupted them. "Wizards, let's decide who the Dark Magic ring belongs to after we take control of Prakash City. How about that?"

However, no one listened to Longardi's words. These Spell Casters may be polite toward Count Longardi but the Dark Magic ring would affect whether they could join the Dark Magic Region so they would not back down on this matter. At that time, they would not care whether the army of Lebis City could take Prakash City down.

"Swoosh!"

A light breeze blew the smoke and dust away. Everyone could faintly see the situation in there now. Merlin's figure appeared to be nowhere in sight. These Spell Casters could not even wait for the dust to clear up before they rushed forward without a pause.

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

Silhouettes dashed into the scene rapidly. In the blink of an eye, the Spell Casters were surrounded by dust and smoke.

"You guys are seeking your death! Whoever stands in my way must die!"

Upon seeing that the Spell Casters had dashed into the scene, Wizard Heghar appeared to be in a rage. Intense fluctuations of Elements were unleashed from his body. He was prepared to cast his spell and fight these five Spell Casters!"

"What? Not dead. You're not dead?"

Suddenly, a sharp and shocked exclamation came from within the dust in front of Wizard Heghar. Following that, fluctuations of Elements were released from the smoke.

"Not dead?"

Wizard Heghar also stopped in his track. He stared intently at the smoke in front of him. Soon, the smoke dissipated. Merlin was still wearing the large black robe. As he was protected by the sturdy monuments, there was no sign that he was injured.

"Dark Mist!"

Merlin revealed a cruel smile. Those attacks were indeed terrifying, but he had continuously cast Guardian Monument several times. He was not afraid of attacks of such level at all.

A mist appeared instantly and covered these five Spell Casters rapidly. It kept spreading outward in a quick motion, intending to envelop Wizard Heghar as well.

"This is bad. It's Darkness-type spell, Dark Mist!"

Wizard Heghar was knowledgeable, so he immediately knew that Merlin had cast a Darkness-type spell. Moreover, he recognized it as Dark Mist was the most complicated spell amongst Darkness-type spells.

"Swish!"

Fluctuations of Wind Element quickly appeared on Wizard Heghar. He retreated at a great speed to prevent being shrouded by Dark Mist. However, the rest were not that fortunate and were quickly enveloped into an illusion.

"Thunderbolt Net!"

Merlin was expressionless. At the instant when Dark Mist had shrouded the five Spell Casters, he then cast Thunderbolt Net.

Thunderbolt Net was an Offensive spell within a specified region. Instantly, lightning flashed continuously and blasted the Spell Casters who were trapped in Dark Mist.

These Spell Casters were only Entrance-level roaming wizards. Their Mind Power was not strong either. After being shrouded by Dark Mist, they fell into an illusion and wore a blank look. At this moment, any spell could kill them, not to mention Thunderbolt Net.

Thunder, as fine as hair, kept flashing in the mist. It looked exquisite, but the beautiful scenery was accompanied by the death of five Spell Casters.

"Phew…"

Merlin waved slightly and blew Dark Mist away. Only five bodies were left on the ground. Other than Wizard Heghar who had run away to avoid Dark Mist was not killed, all Spell Casters whom Count Longardi had recruited had all lost their lives!

"Dead? Such a terrifying spell!"

The usually collected Count Longardi could not maintain his calm composure after witnessing Merlin killing five Spell Casters with only two spells. His gaze found Wizard Heghar then. Wizard Heghar was his last line of protection.

"Wizard Heghar, do you have any ways to deal with Merlin?"

Count Longardi asked in a low voice. Even if he was not a Spell Caster, he could see that Merlin was strong to the extent that even Wizard Heghar feared him.

Wizard Heghar had been staring hard at Merlin. He glanced at the bodies of Spell Casters on the ground and took a deep breath. Then, he revealed a determined expression.

"Sir, please be at ease. I have the confidence to kill Merlin!"

Wizard Heghar took a step forward and looked at Merlin. "Merlin, you're nothing short of a Spell Caster of the Dark Magic Region. You've become so strong in a year! Good. You've only made me look up to the Dark Magic Region more. Only a spell casters' organization can make me a stronger Spell Caster!"

Merlin frowned. Could this Wizard Heghar not understand the situation? Although Merlin had only cast two spells, he was no weaker than any First-level Spell Caster. However, Wizard Heghar was still brimming with confidence. Where did this confidence stem from?

Right when Merlin was confused, an ancient Spell Scroll appeared suddenly in Wizard Heghar's hands.

Although this Spell Scroll appeared worn out, the fluctuations of Elements leaked from the scroll changed Merlin's expression.

"Guardian Monument!"

Without hesitation, Merlin cast Guardian Monument immediately. Moreover, this was the strengthened version of Guardian Monument! At the same time, Wizard Heghar revealed a grim smile, then initiated the Spell Scroll at his fastest speed.