A Wizard's Secret

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Chi-chi-chi."

In the endless windstorm, a harsh, cutting sound rang out. The smile on Wizard Ferradi which was initially stretched across his face slowly froze in place.

The windstorm gradually faded. In the arena, Wizard Ferradi discovered to his shock that Merlin had not been crushed easily and helplessly by the gale as he had expected. Conversely, Merlin stood in the furious gale unscathed.

The only difference that one could see was that a huge armor had appeared on Merlin, completely made from condensed Earth Element. It enclosed Merlin completely and appeared very large as if it was the armor of a giant.

This was Merlin's Third-level Earth-type spell, Perfect Armor. It was also one of the strongest Third-level spells of the royal family of the Kingdom of Blackmoon, far superior to Terra Armor.

Furthermore, Merlin's Perfect Armor was merged with the strength of Pandora Demon Ability, Fuse Earth, thus greatly increasing the defensive capabilities of the spell. It was improved to the point where it could defend against the best of Sixth-level spells.

Although the power of Wizard Ferradi's windstorm was not too shabby, it was only comparable to the might of a Fifth-level spell. It was not even at the level of a Sixth-level spell, so how would it be able to overcome the defenses of Merlin's Perfect Armor?

"There's also an Earth-type Pandora Demon Ability?"

Wizard Ferradi's face shifted slightly. Although he had not expected that Merlin would be completely unharmed, he was vastly experienced in battling. He retreated at the first possible moment at an astonishing speed. Evidently, he had cast a Wind-type Speed spell once more.

However, this time around, Merlin made his move.

"Whoosh."

Merlin's figure flashed slightly. He was even faster than Wizard Ferradi. In terms of speed, Merlin was not afraid of any Spell Caster. He had Pandora Demon Ability, Flash Wind so his speed was practically inconceivable.

It was known that Wizard Bammou who had cultivated the third stage of Flash Wind did not need to fear or worry. He could even escape safely from the clutches of a Ninth-level Spell Caster.

"Darkness Vortex!"

Merlin's eyes turned cold. After he had used Flash Wind to catch up with Wizard Ferradi, he immediately raised a hand to cast Darkness Vortex. A gigantic black vortex formed gradually, swallowing Wizard Ferradi's Mind Power wildly.

With the enhancement of Darkness Heart, the ability of Darkness Vortex to consume Mind Power was terrifying. Even Wizard Ferradi instantly felt a sense of powerlessness. He seemed to spin around completely - this was a sign that he was caught in an illusion.

With the current situation, Wizard Ferradi could only surrender. Initially, he thought that he could rely on his preemptive strike and his greatest speed to prevent Merlin from even having a chance to cast Darkness Vortex. However, he did not expect that Merlin would consecutively display Earth-type and Wind-type Pandora Demon Abilities.

In addition to Darkness Heart, Merlin had at least three Pandora Demon Abilities. Even for a powerful medium-sized spell casters' organization like the Wind Region, it was rather difficult to obtain Pandora Demon Abilities.

"I surrender!"

As Wizard Ferradi had sunk into an illusion, he could only admit defeat. His Mind Power was still unable to defend against the illusion produced by Merlin's Darkness Vortex.

Following Wizard Ferradi's surrender, Merlin had won the sixth round!

The sixth round was a crucial round because by the seventh round, there were only four Spell Casters left - the Miracle Child, Bratu, Bellach, and Merlin.

Besides Merlin, the other three Spell Casters were widely acknowledged to be the most genius Spell Casters in the entire southern Spell Caster world, especially the Miracle Child. He might even be considered an extremely rare Spell Caster prodigy among the past century in the entire Kingdom of Blackmoon.

Merlin had gotten past the sixth round and was one step closer to his goal of fighting against the Miracle Child!

This round, Merlin had won against Wizard Ferradi and caused a much greater stir than he had the previous five rounds. It was not merely because he had defeated the powerful Wizard Ferradi in this battle. There was another significant factor - Merlin had consecutively displayed three types of Pandora Demon Abilities.

These Pandora Demon Abilities included Wind-type, Earth-type, and Darkness-type. These three different Pandora Demon Abilities had been exhibited by Merlin and particularly attracted the attention of many Wizards.

"Wizard Merlin had won. Wizard Ferradi had tried his best, and he did not make any tactical mistakes. He had attacked preemptively, preventing Wizard Merlin from having a chance to cast his Darkness-type spell. It's only too bad that he still lost. Three Pandora Demon Abilities…"

Many Spell Casters seemed to have heard of Merlin for the first time. He had broken through consecutively to the sixth round and would have the opportunity to battle against the Miracle Child, Bratu, and Bellach.

Of course, no one had thought that Merlin could compare to those three. If one were to reach their level of accomplishment, one would have to undergo countless battles in order to make such a big name for oneself.

"It's the seventh round. Miracle Child, I must defeat you. I've been waiting for this day for a long time!"

Bratu from Blacksand Fort directed his gaze at the Miracle Child, his eyes burning with a fiery desire to battle. He had prepared for such a long time to challenge the position of the Miracle Child.

Other than Bratu, naturally, there was also Bellach. He was undeniably the foremost genius Spell Caster in Shadow Thorn. His objective in coming to this summit was also to challenge the Miracle Child.

The Miracle Child was the number one prodigy in the entire southern Spell Caster world. Forget about Spell Casters below the Fourth-level. Even Spell Casters above the Fourth-level, other than those above the Seventh-level, would find glory in defeating the Miracle Child.

There were even some Sixth-level Spell Casters who searched for immediate opportunities to challenge the Miracle Child. It was just that no one had defeated him even now.

Therefore, the Miracle Child's position was gradually strengthened bit by bit over a long period, and he was fully worthy of being named the number one genius Wizard!

Conversely, regardless of whether it was in terms of influence or abilities, the current Bratu and Bellach were still slightly inferior in comparison to the Miracle Child.

Nevertheless, no matter what, Bratu and Bellach must have made their preparations during this period and were rather confident in their endeavor to challenge the Miracle Child.

The final two rounds were the most anticipated moments of this summit which most Spell Casters would focus on. They were about to witness the clash between the top prodigies of the entire southern Spell Caster world. Such an opportunity was relatively rare.

"I wonder who will Wizard Bratu face in the arena in the seventh round?"

"How great it'll be if Wizard Bratu was matched with Merlin. In the end, he'll have the chance to properly challenge the Miracle Child!"

Many Spell Casters from Blacksand Fort and even those from Shadow Thorn were hoping that their respective genius Spell Casters would encounter Merlin. From their perspective, being matched with Merlin was basically equivalent to entering the eighth round and being able to challenge the Miracle Child!

"Wizard Merlin, for the eighth round, perhaps you'll have the chance to go against the Miracle Child!"

By now, Wizard Sarah was babbling with excitement, her face flushed with elation. Being nearly able to fight against the Miracle Child was also a supreme honor.

"There'll be a chance. Even if I don't meet him in the eighth round, there'll be the ninth round!"

A determined expression appeared on Merlin's face.

…

In the dusky night sky, a cool wind blew unceasingly. The climate and environment of Blacksand Fort was unpleasant. The air was pervaded by yellow sand, and the waves of sand and dust was like a windstorm, wreaking havoc in the desert.

Although the location of Blacksand Fort had such a terrible environment, it was protected by a Runic Magic Circle which was insulated from the sand. Therefore, within Blacksand Fort, one could not feel even the slightest trace of that terrifying sandstorm.

"Whoosh whoosh."

Most Spell Casters would have no way of moving in this boundless sand and dust, but currently, a few figures dressed in different clothing gradually emerged from the rolling yellow sand.

"We've reached Blacksand Fort!"

An icy voice rang out. It was an old Spell Caster whose face was full of tattoos and whose hair was both black and white, appearing rather strange.

"The Runic Magic Circle of Blacksand Fort isn't that easy to break. We'll have to trouble the Black-White Great Wizard!"

This old Spell Caster whose hair was half black and half white was a Great Wizard!

The Black-White Great Wizard raised his head and looked into the billowing yellow sand before him. There seemed to be a light veil that was faintly discernible. Lines of mysterious runes formed a powerful Runic Magic Circle, defending the entire Blacksand Fort. If there was no one from Blacksand Fort to automatically open the Runic Magic Circle, then those who wanted to enter Blacksand Fort could only forcibly shatter the Runic Magic Circle from the outside.

However, doing so would attract the attention of Blacksand Fort.

The Black-White Great Wizard nodded his head slightly. "Destroying the Runic Magic Circle of Blacksand Fort isn't a difficult task but it would cause quite a disturbance. All of you will need to be careful when entering Blacksand Fort."

With that, the Black-White Great Wizard stretched out one hand. Instantly, a giant hand made of frost rapidly materialized in mid-air. This giant frost hand was massive, shielding more than half the sky, and looked even more frightening than the rolling yellow sand.

In particular, the giant hand of frost was faintly mixed with faint traces of flames. These two spells were combined despite being spells of completely opposing natures. This was a spell combination that only a Great Wizard could master.

"Break!"

The Black-White Great Wizard roared out in a deep voice. Instantly, the giant hand of frost in the sky whizzed down with an open palm toward the Runic Magic Circle below.

"Boom!"

The Runic Magic Circle which had been set up by Blacksand Fort had formidable might. Nonetheless, under the attack of the enormous frost hand, the Runic Magic Circle seemed to be in danger, almost being suppressed.

The Runic Magic Circle protected the entire Blacksand Fort. Now that it was being attacked, it immediately caused Blacksand Fort to tremble as if there was an earthquake. Blacksand Fort began to sway violently.

Naturally, such a huge commotion would attract the attention of the most powerful Spell Caster in Blacksand Fort - the Great Wizard!

"Who dares to attack the Runic Magic Circle of my Blacksand Fort?"

Very soon, a cry of rage sounded from deep within Blacksand Fort. At the same time, another colossal palm made of flames gradually formed.

The huge palm of flames in mid-air thundered toward the giant frost hand as soon as it appeared. Its might was astonishing and was not the least bit inferior to the giant frost hand conjured by the Black-White Great Wizard.