A Wizard's Secret

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The wicked god's believers were enveloped in Merlin's Glacial Country where they were trapped in the Darkness-type spell. They could not resist at all and were completely sealed.

However, silver lights were flashing on their bodies, just like an incomparable power. They easily and completely dispersed all of Merlin's frigid energy and Darkness Elements.

The followers recovered again, and their faces became even more zealous. It was divine energy. The wicked god's power had saved them.

At the same time, Wizard Dara's situation was not much better. No matter how many followers he had killed while they had their guard down, more and more followers who had caught fire from Wizard Dara's flames were gradually extinguished under the silver light.

At once, the entire sky seemed to be reflected in silver.

"Oh no, the wicked god has already gained awareness. He can even intentionally help his followers!"

Seeing this situation, Wizard Dara knew that things had become quite problematic. Wicked gods were formidable gods in the legends. Although no one had seen one before, nobody could deny the strength of a wicked god.

Now that the wicked god was gradually awakening, it was a bad news for Wizard Dara and Merlin. Their situation had become dangerous.

"Hum hum hum."

Soon, the silver light formed a curtain that trapped Merlin and Wizard Dara inside. The followers wearing pointed hoods began to chant, and the screeches of black crows fill the air again, shrieking at Merlin and Wizard Dara.

"We can't hold back anymore. Kill. Use all your power. Don't have any reservations. Otherwise, we'll have no choice but to retreat! Hmph, the wicked god's consciousness must've just been born or it wouldn't be the believers who come forward but the wicked god itself. He can only rely on his followers now, so we still have a chance!"

Wizard Dara's analysis of the current situation was far from bad. With the two of them, they were comparable to the late Ores. Furthermore, these followers had already consumed a large part of their power, and if it were not for the wicked god sudden consciousness, Merlin and Wizard Dara's purpose would have already been achieved.

However, it was not too late!

"Star Flame!"

Wizard Dara's face was dignified. A fiery red disk that depicted several mysterious runes appeared in his hands. He held the disk up high so that it faced the vast sky.

"Boom."

The entire void seemed to shake. A trace of fire appeared on Wizard Dara's body again. However, this flame was equally frightening and glowed with a golden light. The disk in Wizard Dara's hands shook violently, and threads of peculiar power fused into the flames, making the flames turn pale gold.

However, the pale gold flame was terrifying as well, and even Merlin could sense that it was a strong threat. If that pale gold faint enveloped him, even if he had the Enervating Halo, it would be hard for him to resist.

"What a powerful casting tool. Wizard Dara really hid it well. This disk is quite a terrifying casting tool. With it, on can even move the power of stars and merge them into one's own spells… This casting tool is definitely from a Great Wizard. With it, Wizard Dara would be able to compete with Ninth-level Wizards without worrying about defeat."

Merlin's eyes narrowed as he looked at the pale golden flame cast by Wizard Dara. He felt that Wizard Dara had really hid deeply. The outside world thought that Wizard Dara was able to compete with Ninth-level Glorious Wizards in the Glorious Palace for a long time, and was a powerful Wizard the same level as Ores.

However, now it seemed like after so many years, Wizard Dara was still an Eighth-level Spell Caster, but he had some mysterious casting tools that greatly improved his strength, and now he could even rival a Ninth-level Spell Caster!

Casting tools were a kind of alchemy. Some powerful casting tools had unimaginable mysterious power and also had mysterious functions, just like Merlin's Bell Space. However, the current Bell Space was not of much use to Merlin. Furthermore, the Bell Space was not an offensive casting tool. Wizard Dara's disk, on the other hand, was a terrifying offensive casting tool.

"Burn, Star Flame!"

The pale golden flame blazed up as Wizard Dara's voice fell. The black crows that advanced dauntlessly were immediately burnt to ashes. The flames continued to spread, burning toward the wicked god's believers.

Wizard Dara's Star Flame far surpassed the category of Eighth-level spells and was also far stronger than Merlin's Destructive Flame. Perhaps Merlin would only be able to compete with it if he had constructed a Seventh-level spell.

The silver light curtain began to collapse and disappear in the pale golden flames, and a trace of fear was finally revealed in the followers' eyes. It seemed hard to believe that someone could break the power of their omnipotent "god".

Merlin took a deep breath. Wizard Dara had already revealed his strongest power. The dozen or so believers he was fighting would not be able to easily break free.

Thinking about this, Merlin stretched out his hand, and a red eye was revealed in his palm.

"Darkness Eye, control!"

Darkness Eye conjured a huge ghostly face which appeared behind Merlin. The malevolent face was constantly changing, accompanied by sinister and eerie laughter.

The fourth form of Darkness Eye could control the Elements and imprison them even more. The silver light on the followers' bodies seemed to have been suddenly deprived. They could no longer sense the silver light, and fear bloomed on their faces.

"What's happening? Why can't I sense God's power?"

"Has he abandoned us? That's impossible. God wouldn't abandon his most

loyal followers…"

"Damn it, it's that crimson eye. It's able to block off the response between our God and us. Hurry, gather power to call God to our side…"

The followers all panicked. Before, even when they had been shrouded in Darkness Assassin and suppressed by Glacial Country, they did not show any alarm even though the situation was extremely dangerous.

However, now, under Merlin's Darkness Eye, they were at a loss after having their interaction with their wicked god cut off. Their expressions of panic had betrayed their inner unease.

Killing intent flashed past Merlin's eyes. The fourth form of Darkness Eye was indeed strong. Not only could it control Elements but it could also even block the interaction between the followers and their wicked god so that the wicked god's powers could not be transferred to the bodies of the followers. As a result, the followers were no different from ordinary people. Just a simple spell would be enough to kill them.

"Thunder Realm!"

Merlin pointed, and lighting and thunder immediately appeared from the sky, almost covering the entire sky and forming an area of electricity.

This was just a Fourth-level Thunder-type spell but after fusing it with Pandora Demon Ability Thunder Fury, the Thunder-type spell became quite terrifying. Its powerful offensive power could not be compared to Merlin's Fiery Collapse. This was also Merlin's first time casting a Thunder-type spell after successfully cultivating the Pandora Demon Ability Thunder Fury.

"Rumble rumble."

Thunder and lightning flashed and boomed, and a bolt the size of an infant's arm struck down. It embodied the power of terror as it cut through the sky and mercilessly exploded on the silver lights.

The silvery radiance broke away in an instant, and the terrible power of thunder and lightning blasted the dozens of wicked god followers shrouded in blood red light into ashes.

The outside of the temple gradually quietened own. Without the believers and the black crows, the power exhibited by Merlin and Wizard Dara far exceeded their previous estimates.

This was especially true for Wizard Dara. He had thought that Merlin was at best similar to Ores, but he did not expect that Merlin's strength far surpassed his imagination.

It was not Thunder Fury that shocked Wizard Dara but the blood red Darkness Eye on Merlin's hand. Wizard Dara's eyes were unique, and he could naturally see at a glance that the strongest in Merlin's arsenal was that demonic looking eye on his palm.

"Wizard Merlin, you hid things quite well."

"Wizard Dara, I could say the same to you. I'm afraid even the Glorious Wizards in the Glorious Palace would be moved if they see that casting tool."

The two Wizards smiled. They both had their own most unique secrets. Wizard Dara's was this casting tool, which was earth-shattering and extremely mysterious, which could enhance Fire-type spells so much that they reached directly to the power of a Ninth-level spell. It really was incredible.

Wizard Dara did not want information about his casting tool to spread, and neither did Merlin want the same for his Darkness Eye, so the two nodded in tacit understanding and did not continue to probe into the other's secrets.

Outside the temple was full of potholes, and there were still chaotic Elements in the air, which was enough to show just how fierce the battle had been earlier.

Wizard Dara did not keep the disk casting tool but instead looked up at the huge and magnificent temple in front of him with a solemn expression. They were now one step closer to their goal. As long as they could destroy the rest of the wicked god's worshippers inside the temple, they would be able to complete the task, enter the Glorious Palace, and receive the reward for entering the Glorious Pavilion.

However, this last step was perhaps the most dangerous. That was because from the last battle, they found out that the wicked god had most likely already been reborn, and had a trace of consciousness.

The original legend Mogan had fought with the wicked god more than a century ago. Even if it only had a sliver of consciousness now and not at full power, they still had to remain extremely careful.

"Let's go. We'll enter the temple and meet the legendary wicked god!"

Wizard Dara held the disk casting tool and pushed open the temple gates with a large rumble. Without hesitation, the two Wizards strode directly into the temple.