"Swoosh".

Merlin's figure appeared in the hall of Osm headquarters.

"Finally back!"

Meilin finally felt the familiar aura. Before he could see clearly around him, a terrifying elemental fluctuation suddenly erupted. For a moment, the power of runes, the power of magic, etc. were all over the world and rushed towards Meilin.

Faced with this wave of attacks that were likely to be comparable to the top ** master and catching up with the Chrys power, Merlin seemed extremely calm. He just stood quietly and a layer of magic armor appeared on his body.

"boom".

With a huge sound, the entire hall was shaking, and the violent smoke and dust directly flooded the plum forest.

"Just this little power, it's too far..."

A calm sound rang out, and in the smoke and dust, Merlin's figure reappeared, and was still intact.

At this time, standing in front of Meilin were two magistrates with strong elemental fluctuations. After a little sensing, they knew that they were the peak magistrates, and behind them were more than 20 magistrates.

It is obvious that the overwhelming attack just now was led by these two people.

"If I guess correctly, you are the Savalon Division and the Trian Division, right?"

Meilin looked at the two peak masters and immediately knew their identities. He did not find Savalon Masters and Tryan Masters in the inner hall. Unexpectedly, they came out first, and set up an ambush at the exit of the inner hall, waiting for Meilin to appear.

If it were an average top squad, even Chrys, they would probably be caught off guard by this sudden attack. However, they encountered Merlin, who was even more terrifying than a civilized genius. This attack was nothing, and could be easily blocked.

"Yes, Merlin, you are so bold that you dare to enter my Osm headquarters. It's these two people, right?"

Master Savalon waved his hand and brought Master Tamo and Master Giles to Merlin. It was obvious that both of them were captured by Master Savalon and Master Trian.

Merlin said calmly, "The two mages already know that Chrys is dead, right? Chrys is dead at my hands. Do you two think you can block me?"

Although Merlin's tone was very plain, it caused ripples in the hearts of these spellcasters. They were all Osmus's masters, so they naturally knew the power of the first elder Chrys.

But now, even Chrys died at Merlin's hands, and their sudden attack just now had no effect, which actually made some ** masters have other ideas in their minds.

The faces of the Savalon and the Tryan Division changed drastically, and they shouted loudly: "Stop it! What is Chrys? He is just a genius we have cultivated. Osm's background is far from what you can imagine."

"Ingredients? If you are talking about the original king space, then I have entered it and have passed two tests! Perhaps, these puppets, two should know each other!"

Meilin smiled slightly, then ignored the two people who were already surprised and summoned a total of twenty-two robots from the space ring.

"Swoosh swish swish".

Robots appeared in the hall, especially the nine robots in the head, with their dark and cold bodies, which seemed to make people feel chilling.

"What is this, an alchemy puppet?"

"These alchemy puppets are really strange, but what role can the most powerful puppets play?"

"Among our Osm, the most powerful alchemist, the refined puppets can only be comparable to the ninth-level spell caster at best. As for some puppets left over from more than three thousand years ago, they may be comparable to the ninth-level puppets, but how rare are they? How terrible can these puppets be?"

Many Osmus's masters didn't know much about the robots summoned by Merlin. They regarded them as alchemy puppets. Even if they were puppets comparable to those of the masters, what role could they play in front of so many masters?

However, compared with those divisions, the Savalon Division and the Tryan Division truly understood these "puppets". They knew very well that this was Osmu's biggest secret, the puppets in the original king's space.

Especially the nine puppets, they had already seen the first test prepared by the original king. They also survived, but they returned in a crushing defeat, and only Chrys survived.

He knew very well that every such "puppet" was comparable to the top sect. Just one of them could make Osm feel a headache, let alone nine?

Moreover, there are other ordinary robots, which are not inferior to ordinary masters. Such a terrifying force can almost sweep the entire world of spellcasters. Even if Chrys is not dead, this power is enough to pose a threat to Chrys.

"You actually brought out all the puppets in the space. How is this possible?"

Master Savalon said in a trembling voice, the space of the original king was Osmus' biggest secret. At that time, they were looking for some genius spell casters everywhere, and even used magic energy as temptation at all costs, and also required many genius mages to join Osmus.

The best among them will be trained in a key way. Once they reach the peak, they can enter the space left by the original king and break through the test left by the original king.

But over the years, only Chrys among Osm has been able to successfully overcome the first test.

"There is nothing impossible. I can do what Chrys cannot do. I can do it! Two, I can give you some time to consider it. Just these twenty-two puppets, can you withstand the blow?"

After Merlin finished speaking, she stopped talking, but closed her eyes gently. Behind him, the twenty-two robots were also standing quietly, with a powerful deterrent force invisibly, which made Savalon and Trenian Division uneasy.

"What should I do if Master Savalon? Chrys is dead, even the most important secret of our Osm, the original king's space, was discovered by him. We have lost this secret... More importantly, this Merlin is strong enough, even stronger than Chrys. Perhaps the original king's three tests will eventually be passed by him. At that time, will we be able to fulfill our wishes for so many years?"

Master Tryan whispered. He had actually been touched deep in his heart. Now the situation is stronger than that of humans. Not to mention Osm, even the entire world of spellcasters. No one is Merlin's opponent. Merlin's integration with the entire world of spellcasters is already the trend and no force can stop it.

What's more, their biggest wish at the beginning was to hope that someone could pass three tests and gain benefits. If they couldn't pass, they would absorb some genius casters and slowly cultivate them. Finally, they could pass the test, hoping to gain something.

The strongest genius they cultivated was Chrys. Merlin did what even Chrys did not do!

"How are you thinking about it?"

An hour later, Merlin opened his eyes and stared at Master Savalon and Master Trian in a calm manner. His eyes seemed calm, but it seemed extremely sharp, which made Master Savalon and Master Trian very nervous.

"We are willing to join the Spellcasters League!"

Krys is dead, and Osm has no other choice unless they are willing to fight Merlin, but the ending is destined.

"very good!"

Meilin laughed. Behind him, an extremely huge phantom of the wizard's heart appeared. Even if it was just a phantom, the terrifying aura almost suffocated these masters.

In front of the mage's heart at this moment, the mage's heart they gathered was so small that they didn't even have a trace of strength to compete. This was Meilin's terrifying strength, far exceeding the imagination of these ** masters.

After showing some strength slightly, it did achieve good results. Merlin nodded with satisfaction. Now Osm is the only force in the entire southern caster world. With their joining, the caster alliance has been greatly expanded and there are signs of whaling the entire caster world.

But that's not enough. What Merlin wants is the entire world of spellcasters to completely condense into a force, even if it's temporary!

"Master Tamo, Mage Giles, Mage Savalon, and Master Trey**, you four are temporarily dealing with the entire Southern Spellcaster. Everything is not changed from before, but you cannot chase and kill other spellcasters. You are now a member of the Spellcaster Alliance. As long as you are a spellcaster, you are a member of the Spellcaster Alliance. If you spread this news, I will also go to the Northern Spellcaster. Those large spellcaster organizations should also consider it clearly..."

Merlin simply arranged the matters of the Southern Spellcaster World, and then only brought three demon dragons with him, and even Yuras was placed in Osm.

"Let's go, and you have to work harder to the Northern Caster World!"

Meilin gently patted the head of the three-headed demon dragon. Then, the three-headed demon dragon not only did not get angry, but instead stretched its neck happily, spread its wings, and flew into the sky excitedly, and flew towards the distant northern spellcaster world.

****

The Pros River, just after the cold winter, and before the thick ice on the river was completely melted, the Holy Light Empire made a comeback and began to attack the Black Moon King team across the river.

There are almost millions of troops stationed on both sides of the river. The Black Moon Kingdom gathered almost all the main forces, totaling 450,000, while the Holy Light Empire opposite was even more terrifying, with an army of 600,000.

The two sides have been fighting here for several months, and the land on both sides of the strait has been stained with blood and has emitted a foul stench even in the cold weather.

"Your Majesty, the morale of the army has been depressed recently. They are all desperate about this war. Your arrival will surely regain the fighting spirit of the army. The final victory will definitely belong to us!"

In the camp of the Black Moon Kingdom, a majestic middle-aged man wearing a purple gold crown on his head, listening to the reports of some people below with expressionless expression.

Most of them were news of war, and it was very unfavorable to the Black Moon Kingdom, which made the Eight Prince, who had just arrived on the front line and was about to fight to the death, look extremely gloomy.

"Master Kesley, don't worry, this time I brought the Purple Gold Crown, the elders of the Royal Elders Group, and the most powerful wizard in the kingdom, the Holy Empire of Light, don't even want to cross the Pros River!"

Marshal Kesley looked up at the king with a firm expression, opened his mouth and wanted to speak but stopped. In the end, he didn't say anything and quickly withdrew from the king's tent.

The king stood up and came to the river bank silently. He raised his head and could easily see the situation of the Holy Light Empire on the other side. The traces of white light gathered together, like a giant umbrella, covering mid-air.

The warriors of the Holy Light Empire, even the most ordinary soldiers, seemed full of fighting spirit and courage under the cover of these white lights!

"Do you believe in? I don't know if the God of Light you believe in exists, but if I am there, you must never let them enter this free country, never!"

The Eight Prince looked at the purple gold crown reflected on the ice, which was his last reliance!

[Second update, the horn of the battle has been sounded, please give me a monthly vote!] (To be continued...)
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