A Wizard's Secret

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"There's actually someone here?"

Damsy and the rest were somewhat startled. This was a "test" which was discovered and left behind by Wizard Ossais for his disciples. He had never said that there would be someone here.

Or perhaps Wizard Ossais did not realize this before?

No matter what the reason was, these two were currently exuding a chilly, murderous intent, and clearly harbored malicious intentions. Damsy made a snap decision and immediately yelled, "Attack."

"Mind Storm!"

By this point, Wizard Damsy, Fury, and Giado had an amazing rapport. As soon as Damsy spoke, all three of their Mind Power was rapidly mobilized, forming a terrifying windstorm that whistled and rumbled toward the two mysterious figures.

The fearsome Mind Storm was extremely fast, and in a flash, it had engulfed the two individuals.

"Buzz."

Both figures glowed with traces of white light. Although it was merely just a trace, it caused one to feel a massive pressure as if even the depths of one's soul were trembling. This power was too advanced, so even a trace of it could easily withstand the Occult Mind Spell of Damsy and the other two.

"Oh no, Occult Mind Spells are of no use against them. We're done for!"

Damsy's face turned pale. She had sensed a violent sense of threat from these two, and the Elemental fluctuations from them had been displayed unreservedly. They were at the peak of the Eighth-level!

"Heh heh, the the noble Sky God's divine energy works indeed! Without your Occult Mind Spells, you'll all die!"

The mysterious duo had removed their hoods, revealing their faces. Moreover, they had cast their formidable spells - Wind-type and Fire-type spells with frightening might, comparable to the peak of the Eighth-level.

"It's Etru and Omir. They're peak Eighth-level Wizards. Didn't they vanish a few years ago? Why have they suddenly appeared here?"

Wizard Fury seemed to recognize the two mysterious Wizards, and spoke in astonished tones. However, there was no one to explain it to him for the whistling gale and violent blaze were quickly sweeping toward them.

They had no way of dodging with their speed.

"We're done for. We'll surely die!"

Despair welled up in the hearts of Damsy and the other two. They understood that their Occult Mind Spells served no purpose, and their abilities were of mere weak Seventh-level Wizard, completely incapable of defending against such a powerful spell.

…

In the luxurious palace, the two lofty Great Legends were watching the image. When Merlin and Damsy encountered the danger, Wizard Yatho was somewhat hesitant, asking softly, "Why are those two there?"

Wizard Yatho merely felt a sense of suspicion. In the image, he could only see that two mysterious figures had appeared suddenly, using some technique to block the Occult Mind Spell, then casting spells which were a great danger to Damsy and the rest.

Perhaps these two Spell Casters had some secrets but the Great Legend Wizard Yatho would not go out of his way to investigate the matter. He was only somewhat worried about Merlin's condition.

"Mogan, do you want me to bring Merlin back to avoid any danger? If Merlin is hurt, heh, you mustn't tear down this hall of mine."

Wizard Yatho's expression did not reveal much panic. In the Yatho Dimension, he could traverse space and appear anywhere he wished with a single thought.

Therefore, even if Merlin was in danger, Wizard Yatho could immediately appear there and resolve the matter.

Nonetheless, Wizard Mogan shook his head lightly, saying, "It's only two Eighth-level Wizards. I believe Merlin can settle the issue."

"Oh? That's right, he could defeat Asher. I think that dealing with two peak Eighth-level Wizards shouldn't be a problem."

Wizard Yatho was slightly taken aback but when he saw that Wizard Mogan had such confidence, he nodded and did not bring up any more plans to rescue Merlin. Still, he was still getting ready in secret. Once Merlin was truly in trouble, he would immediately make a move.

…

Damsy and the rest did not know that their every movement was closely observed by the two Great Legends. At the moment, they felt only despair, faced with flames and gale which filled the air. They could only wait silently for their subsequent demise.

This was to the extent that they no longer cast any spells to defend because it would be futile.

"I've wanted to become a great Mind Power Master like Wizard Ossais, yet I never thought that I'd die here…"

Wizard Fury clenched his fists. He had a great thirst for power. Even if his talents as a Spell Caster were mediocre, he had always sought more power. It was because of this determined conviction that he had become a Seventh-level Spell Caster.

Moreover, due to his determination, he had chosen to become Ossais' disciple after there was no way to improve as a Spell Caster. He hoped to acquire powerful Occult Mind Spells, possessing formidable strength that was on par with the peak of Great Wizards.

As for Giado, he clenched his jaw as well, his face full of defiance. Giado's case appeared to be much simpler. He had simply wanted to fulfill the expectations of his clan. Since he could not make it as a Spell Caster, he would become a powerful Mind Power Master.

It was just a shame that he had no chance of doing so now.

As for Damsy, she had the strongest willpower. Even now, she had not given up on survival but these two spells were too mighty, and in this cave, escape was a futile hope.

"I carry with me the vendetta of my clan. I mustn't die, I mustn't die…"

Damsy was firmly convinced that between life and death, her Mind Heart had actually begun to break through. However, such a breakthrough required more time. Moreover, even if her Mind Heart had really broken through to the Eighth-level, Occult Mind Spells would not harm Etru and Omir at all and were of no threat to them.

No matter how unwilling she was to die or how much she longed to survive, Damsy was unable to produce a miracle at the moment. She could only watch helplessly as the fearsome spells swept toward her. She had imagined that these two spells would eliminate them in an instant.

Suddenly, Merlin who had always been protected by Damsy and the rest, and who was the "burden" of this team, took a step forward. His expression was calm. Under such circumstances, such a serene expression caused a vague, odd feeling.

"Can Wizard Merlin really resolve this threat?"

Damsy noticed Merlin's calm expression and a bold idea unwittingly welled up in her mind. However, as soon as she thought of this, she shook her head. No matter how extraordinary Merlin was, he was merely a Fifth-level Spell Caster. The discrepancy was too wide.

Nonetheless, faced with the gale and the flames, Merlin simply stretched out a hand. Following that, an eerie eye, glowing in crimson light was revealed in his palm.

As soon as the eerie eye appeared, a huge ghostly face rapidly formed above Merlin's head. Countless Darkness Element gathered wildly, and the entire cave turned even darker.

"Darkness Eye, control!"

Merlin's voice was soft but as soon as this soft command was given, the whistling spells were dispersed in an instant, and even the flames vanished without a trace. It was as if all the Elements, besides Darkness Element, had disappeared from the cave.

"What's going on?"

A slight change washed over both Etru and Omir's faces. They glared at Merlin in disbelief, following which they tried to cast their spells again. However, they discovered in shock that they were incapable of casting any spells. They were already stripped of their connection to the Elements.

The quintessential power of the fourth form of Darkness Eye was to control the Elements. Every Eighth-level Wizard had no way of blocking the control of Darkness Eye.

Faced with Darkness Eye, after both Omir and Etru had been stripped off the Elements, they were no different from Normies. Any spell would be able to easily slay them.

"Fire!"

Merlin pointed with one hand. Both Etru and Omir, who were insufferably arrogant a moment ago were immediately caught in the surging, raging flames, which quickly burned them to ashes.