A Wizard's Secret

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Merlin's irregularity had also been noticed by Wizard Ossais. However, it did not mean that Wizard Ossais was particularly observant because Merlin's movements were simply too pronounced. Not only Ossais but even the numerous Normies below them saw it.

The disruptions from the huge ghostly face above Merlin's head, as well as the pangs of hair-raising eerie shrieks, were extremely noticeable. Below them, both sides of the war halted their attacks, and raised their heads in horror to look at the huge ghostly face in the sky.

In the crowd below, a few Spell Casters in black robes and purple hair stared at the ghostly face in the sky with a grave expression.

"Wizards, what's happening? Could this be outside help summoned by Bailan Country?"

A burly man who was wearing an armor, and looked like the commander of the troops stared at the ghostly face in the sky asked in low voice.

"Marshall, this probably isn't help summoned by Bailan Country. Such a powerful Wizard should be a passing Spell Caster. We shouldn't act too rashly. If we wait a moment, this powerful Wizard might leave on his own accord."

These Spell Casters appeared calm on the surface but in reality, a storm was raging deep inside their hearts. The terror that the ghostly face brought about made them feel like they were suffocating.

They were only Sixth-level Spell Casters. By helping the Normie troops wage war on one another, they were probably unable to become Seventh-level Spell Casters forever. Therefore, they wanted to leave their own footprints in this world.

Undeniably, in the Normie world, these Sixth-level Spell Casters were treated like godly existences. Hence, it was easier to leave a footprint. In fact, if they were lucky enough to find some talented Normies, they could even take in disciples.

As for the ghostly face in the sky, they could tell with a single look that only someone above the Seventh-level would possess such fearsome power. Therefore, none of them dared to go up. They could only hide in their camps and hoped that this powerful Wizard would leave quickly.

Merlin could sense that the negative emotions were getting more concentrated, and Darkness Eye was beginning to ease a little. However, he knew that it was still a distance away from achieving the fifth form of Darkness Eye.

Nevertheless, this provided Merlin with some direction. Apparently, enormous amounts of negative energy could allow Darkness Eye to be continuously enhanced, and there was potential to consolidate the fifth form of Darkness Eye.

"Wizard Merlin!"

Finally, Wizard Ossais could not hold back from speaking. Although he could sense a "massive" aura coming from the huge ghostly face, upon further investigation, he discovered that there was nothing special about it. Its power was only almost comparable to some Ninth-level Spell Casters. After all, the fifth form of Darkness Eye had not been fully consolidated yet.

Merlin had suppressed Darkness Eye, and stopped it from absorbing the negative emotions. The ghostly face above his head gradually dissipated. Following that, Merlin asked Ossais, "Wizard Ossais, in the Yatho Dimension, is it always this chaotic? There are wars and massacres everywhere, and even Spell Casters are involved. Wouldn't this be ill-suited for the development of the dimension?"

Ossais cast a peculiar look at Merlin then asked strangely, "Wizard Merlin, how do you know that wars and massacres are ill-suited for the development of the dimension?"

"Erm… Isn't it? Wars and massacres would bring chaos to the dimension. Naturally, the development of the Spell Caster civilization would be slow and perhaps even stagnant."

Merlin thought about it and replied according to his understanding. From his viewpoint, Wizard Mogan's dimension was probably the best dimension to develop and grow.

Ossais smiled and said, "In order to determine whether a dimension's development is good or bad, you should pay attention to how many powerful Wizards are produced, especially those who are the Seventh-level and above. Look at the Spell Casters below. Do you see any Seventh-level Spell Caster? They are all Spell Casters below the Seventh-level. Moreover, massacres and wars do not represent disorder. The war below is between a few kingdoms but they all thirst for unity. The conflict between these few kingdoms has been going on for a few centuries.

"As for the development of a dimension, wars and massacres cannot stop a dimension from developing. What truly hinders the development of a dimension is a disorder, which is most feared by all. Although the Yatho Dimension might appear extremely chaotic since it's perpetually at war and many Spell Casters are killed, the foundation of the dimension still functions in an orderly manner. Each of these kingdoms has a strong ruling system, thus, there would not be a disorderly society. This is the basis for the development of a dimension!"

Merlin nodded thoughtfully. Indeed, among the many Spell Casters below, he did not sense anyone with the aura of a Seventh-level Spell Caster. Moreover, Seventh-level Spell Casters were too powerful to be bothered with the war between the Normies.

Spell Casters above the Seventh-level were too occupied with becoming an Eighth-level, Ninth-level or even a Great Wizard. It was only those Spell Casters who felt that they had no hopes of breaking through to the Seventh-level who would stay in the kingdom of Normies.

"Okay, let's go. We'll arrive soon!"

Ossais urged Merlin to continue flying forward.

…

Inside the luxurious palace, Wizard Mogan and Wizard Yatho were keeping a close watch on Merlin and Ossais in the image. In the beginning, nothing happened, so both of them were chatting lightly.

Soon, when the huge ghostly face appeared above Merlin's head, Wizard Yatho's expression changed significantly. He was, after all, a respected Great Legend. Naturally, he knew that this was a powerful special Pandora Demon Ability.

"Darkness Eye, this is actually Darkness Eye! According to rumors, isn't the Great Legend of Darkness' Darkness Eye supposed to be in the Glorious Land? How can it appear on Wizard Merlin?"

Wizard Yatho gazed at Wizard Mogan suspiciously, a vague guess forming in his head.

Wizard Mogan cast a sideways glance at Wizard Asher, so Wizard Yatho ordered Asher out of the palace. Then, in a deep voice, he said, "Okay, you can tell me now."

Wizard Mogan smiled and said, "Haven't you guessed it?"

"Is he really a Spell Caster from the Glorious Land?"

Wizard Yatho's face was filled with disbelief. The Glorious Land, even the Great Legends such as them could not lock down its location and could only drift around in the Void Zone. Moreover, the strongest Arcane Wizard had locked down the Glorious Land, so it was very difficult to enter from the outside.

In addition, for some unknown reason, the number of Spell Casters coming from the Glorious Land had been dwindling. Some thousands of years ago, there were quite a few, and up to a thousand years ago, there were also quite a few. In the past few hundred years, however, it had been rare to hear of any Spell Casters from the Glorious Land entering the Void Zone. Many of the Spell Casters were eager to know whether something had happened to the Glorious Land.

"Mogan, did you ask what had happened to the Glorious Land?"

Wizard Mogan hesitated and nodded. "The Glorious Land had become the tomb of the gods. Some of the ancient gods have been suppressed in the Glorious Land but some still hold on to their divinity and are yet to die! When the war broke out the last time, the Glorious Land suffered huge damage. From then on, the Glorious Land has been steadily declining. Now, even Great Wizards are few and far between…"

"So, it has been declining… Nonetheless, the Glorious Land is the root of all of us as Spell Casters. There are also rumors that there was a reason why Spell Casters were born in the Glorious Land, and that the secret of the strongest Arcane Wizard is also hidden in the Glorious Land."

As Wizard Yatho thought about these, he appeared to be excited.

"Well, let's continue watching. Merlin came from the Glorious Land but he also has no way to return to the Glorious Land. Unless he can find it back in the future!"

Wizard Mogan was very satisfied with Merlin not because of his identity as a Wizard from the Glorious Land but because of the excellence of his natural talents.

Both of them paid close attention to Merlin and Ossais. If something was to happen, Wizard Ossais who controlled the dimension would be the first to find out and rescue him.

…

Across the clear sky, there were no clouds. Instead, there were two figures flying rapidly in the air. Concerning the speed of flight, Merlin was extremely fast. Any Ninth-level Spell Caster would be hard-pressed to match up to Merlin's speed.

However, Ossais was a Great Wizard who had combined all his spells into one, so his speed was even faster and far from achievable by Merlin.

Judging from the surface, Ossais appeared to be just an ordinary Great Wizard. However, if one was to look a step further and found out that he was a top Mind Power Master, then he could no longer be underestimated. Generally, the top-level Mind Power Masters were infinitely close to a Legend, and were considered the apex among the Great Wizards.

Otherwise, Ossais would not have become one of the most powerful Great Wizards under Wizard Yatho, and earned his deep trust.

As for the Great Wizards' spell powers, Merlin had seen them before. On the other hand, he had never seen the power of Occult Mind Spells. In fact, Merlin was not quite certain what kind of powers the Occult Mind Spells possessed.

"We're here!"

Just as Merlin was gauging Ossais and wanting to understand his Occult Mind Spells, Ossais suddenly flew downward. It seemed like they had reached their destination.

So, Merlin quickly followed.

Below them was an endless forest, and in one of the clearings, there were three faint figures.

"Swish swish."

Merlin and Ossais swiftly descended on this clearing, and the figures immediately became alert. When they saw Ossais, their faces turned respectful.

"Teacher!"

These three figures - two men and one woman - were all wearing blue long Wizard robes. There were some faint runic fluctuations coming from their bodies and they held casting tools such as magic staffs. It was evident that they came from wealthy backgrounds, and were not ordinary Spell Casters.