"Like the Morta Empire more than three thousand years ago, collapsed overnight? How is this possible?"

"Yes, our northern world of spellcasters, plus Osm, and more than forty great mages, what power can make us collapse?"

These great mages didn't understand where the threat came from, and they didn't even understand the current severe situation.

"Yes, more than forty great masters, what a powerful force is this? However, you should have heard of the Holy Light Empire and the Church of Light? In the Holy Light Empire, the caster is an absolute heresy. This is the threat! The source of all threats, the Church of Light!"

When Merlin finished speaking, all the great masters were slightly stunned. They immediately remembered the Church of Light. Indeed, the Church of Light is very powerful. With one or two large casters alone, they could not deal with the Church of Light.

There are at least a dozen great masters in the Church of Light, and they are left over from the legendary gods. These spellcasters naturally do not believe in the gods. They are spellcasters who rely on themselves to understand the secrets of elements and thus have powerful power.

For so many years, the Church of Light and the casters have been in peace. Occasionally, several wars to fight heresy can be blocked by the Black Moon Kingdom. For these casters organizations, it seems to be a matter of another world.

Can the Church of Light threaten the entire world of spellcasters? These great masters expressed doubts and were somewhat unbelievable.

Merlin sighed slightly. If he hadn't come from the world of nothingness, he wouldn't have known that the terrifying Lord of Light was behind the Church of Light, a powerful being, and I'm afraid he wouldn't believe that the Church of Light posed a threat to the world of the caster.

"Okay, there is no need to argue. The Holy Empire of Light and the Kingdom of Black Moon are now in war. The war will soon be decided. At that time, whether the Church of Light is a threat, you will soon know."

Merlin looked up and looked into the distance. He knew that the Black Moon Kingdom was fighting the Holy Light Empire. The victory or defeat of this battle would completely change the situation. Now he could only gather all forces at the fastest speed to prepare for the future war.

****

"Stop it, be sure to block it..."

The Eight Prince looked nervous and stared at the purple gold crown in the sky. He had already seen the extraordinaryness of the ascetic and broke the space at will. It was a great legend comparable to the records in ancient classics!

This ascetic is far more terrifying than the thirteen archbishops and referees before!

"Bang".

The power of the ascetic Bonnet hit the purple gold crown hard. The crown trembled with a breaking tremor for the first time and quickly shaking.

"Click".

A heart-wrenching sound came. The purple gold crown was like beautiful glass, covered with dense cracks, which was shocking, and the purple and gold light was also rapidly dissipating.

"Broken..."

"The Purple Gold Crown can't resist it!"

"How is that possible? That is the most powerful treasure of the royal family. It has resisted countless attacks..."

The person who was still cheering for the Purple Gold Crown was stunned at this time. A hint of incredible expression appeared in his eyes. From heaven to hell, everyone felt the coldness of their bodies. If the Purple Gold Crown could not resist, they didn't know what else could stop the footsteps of the Holy Light Empire.

"boom".

Finally, the purple gold crown could no longer bear the powerful force. It exploded in mid-air, and countless pieces floated in mid-air and fell all over the ground.

The Eighth Prince's breath was suffocated and his face was extremely pale. At this moment, even he felt desperate.

"Your Majesty, let's leave first. When we return to the capital, we have been defeated and completely defeated. We cannot stop the Holy Light Empire. It is time for the world of spellcasters to know who the real threat is?"

Marshal Kesley looked at the cheers of ordinary soldiers of the Holy Light Empire across the river. He knew that the defeat was decided and they could no longer stop the Holy Light Empire.

"Yes, I lost, the Black Moon Kingdom was defeated, and even the Purple Gold Crown was lost. The royal status will not be as stable as it is now... But there is still hope!"

The Eighth Prince gritted his teeth tightly. This time he strongly advocated coming to the front line and brought the purple gold crown, trying to use the power of the royal family to block the footsteps of the Holy Light Empire.

But now he realized how scarce the understanding of the Holy Light Empire was before. The Holy Light Empire had accumulated unimaginable power without realizing it.

These forces are enough to sweep away the entire Black Moon Kingdom. With the power of the royal family alone, they are far from being able to stop the footsteps of the Holy Empire of Light.

"Let's go, go back to the capital!"

The Eighth Prince made a quick decision. If he doesn't leave now, he may not be able to leave. As for the army on the front line, it can still be delayed for a while...

****

Half a month later, the Northern Spoke World, the headquarters of the Spoke Alliance, and the castle hall also gathered a total of forty-five great mages. This was in the name of the Spoke Alliance, Merlin almost summoned all the great mages in the Spoke World.

At this time, a shocking news came that the Holy Empire of Light defeated the Black Moon Kingdom in the Pros River, and even the royal purple gold crown was shattered.

Then, the Holy Empire of Light began to step into the land of the Black Moon Kingdom and captured the spellcasters on a large scale. Anyone related to the spellcasters would be sent to the church of Light on the charge of "heretic". If the soul cannot be "purified", it would be cruelly killed by the Inquisition.

This incident caused an extremely shocking effect in the entire world of spellcasters, sweeping by like a storm, almost all spellcasters were stunned and a little unbelievable.

"It's incredible that the Holy Empire of Light can actually break the Purple Gold Crown of the Black Moon Royal Family!"

"I'm careless. Master Merlin is right. The Church of Light is our biggest enemy. The Black Moon Royal Family itself is comparable to a large spellcaster organization, and even the Black Moon Royal Family with the Purple Gold Crown is far superior to some large spellcaster organizations and can compete with two or even three large spellcaster organizations. But even such a powerful Black Moon Royal Family is defeated!"

"Although the Black Moon Kingdom is controlled by the royal family, it is also a free country for spellcasters. Now our freedom has been trampled on by the Church of Light, and our situation is in danger! We must not let the Church of Light continue to move forward."

When they heard the news of the defeat of the Black Moon Kingdom, these great masters seemed to suddenly wake up. At this time, they finally felt the threat and finally believed in Merlin's analysis of the Light Church.

The Church of Light is the common threat to all spellcasters.

"Master Merlin, the Holy Empire of Light can now be pressed step by step, threatening the peace of our spellcaster world. We can no longer sit idly by. We should take action as soon as possible to repel the Church of Light!"

Some great mages suggested to Merlin that after all, they are now part of the Spellcasters Alliance, and Merlin is the first elder of the Spellcasters Alliance, and only he can decide whether to take action.

"No hurry! The Church of Light can break the Purple Gold Kingdom. Can you do it?"

Meilin also collected some information about the Black Moon royal family, and naturally knew that the power of the Purple Gold Crown was a treasure that was known as the great wizard that could not be defeated.

"this……"

All the great mages hesitated. Unlike the Holy Light Empire, their large spellcaster organizations have a very good understanding of the Black Moon Royal Family and know the power of the Purple Gold Crown. No one is sure to break the Purple Gold Crown. Otherwise, the Black Moon Royal Family's rule over the Black Moon Kingdom would not be so easy.

"I have received the news that there are sacred believers in the Church of Light! With your own knowledge, you should have heard of sacred believers? In the Church of Light, they are all legendary existences and can carry the power of God... Whether it is a real sacred believer or not, there is one thing that is certain. That is the sacred believer who can break the space with a little help and break the purple gold crown with one blow!"

Merlin's words shocked these great mages again and fell into silence. They had all gained the experience of Merlin's legendary mages brought from the World of Novel.

Being able to break the space at will must have the power of a great legend. The Church of Light may already have an existence comparable to a great legend!

Then everyone looked at Merlin, who were all suspicious. Merlin also had the power of a great legend. Perhaps now, only Merlin can compete with the Church of Light.

"Master Merlin, we follow your arrangements!"

Many great monks also nodded. With the threat of the Church of Light, they were naturally able to unite and jointly deal with the threat brought by the Church of Light.

"Very good, everyone is ready. Let's go to the royal capital first and meet with the Black Moon royal family. Now we must gather all our strength to defeat the Church of Light in one fell swoop and resolve the crisis!"

Merlin didn't say anything. What he wanted was not only to defeat the Church of Light, but to uproot the Church of Light and completely destroy the Holy Empire of Light.

This has to unite the power of the Black Moon Kingdom. Although the royal family has greatly lost its strength, it still firmly controls the Black Moon Kingdom. It is the best choice to go to the royal capital to unite with the royal family.

So, commands were issued from the headquarters of the Spellcasters Alliance, and the spellcasters everywhere gathered towards the royal capital.

****

"Have Osm notified the seven major casters in the Northern Castor World? Now is a critical moment, are they still unwilling to take action?"

In the magnificent palace, the Eight Prince looked haggard and his tone was filled with anger. As soon as he returned to the capital, he sent the most powerful spellcasters to contact Osm in the south and the seven large spellcasters in the north, hoping to unite and fight against the Holy Light Empire together.

But until now, there seems to be no news.

"Your Majesty, our people have sent back the news, but there has been a new change in the world of the caster."

Standing in front of the Eight Prince is a level nine spellcaster, who is also the supreme commander of the army, Marshal Kesley!

"A new change? Is Osmu defeated its large-scale spellcaster organization in the Northern Castor World, or did the Northern Castor World defeat Osmu?"

The Eighth Prince frowned. Of course he knew the chaos in the Spellcaster world now. Osmu was fighting with the Northern Spellcaster world and didn't want to pay attention to other things at all.

Marshal Kesley shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, you don't know that Osm and the seven large spellcasters organizations in the north no longer exist. Instead, they are replaced by a new huge force called the Spellcasters Alliance! Even the snow field in the Ice Realm is controlled by the Spellcasters Alliance. This Spellcasters Alliance is the largest force since the collapse of the Morta Empire. It can be regarded as integrating the entire Spellcaster World!"

"Spellcaster Alliance? When will the new forces that emerged can integrate Osm and the Northern Spellcaster World in such a short time? Will Clay agree?"

The Eight Prince was very confused. He also knew that Osmu's first elder Chrys was a very powerful wizard. Even this time he had to rely on Chrys to fight against the Holy Light Empire.

"Your Majesty, Chrys is dead, defeated and killed by the creator of the Spellcasters League!"

"Crys is dead?"

The Eighth Prince seemed to feel that what has happened in the past few months is more than what has happened to him in the past few decades.

"What's going on with this spellcaster alliance? Who created it? It must be even more extraordinary if you can kill Chrys!"

Marshal Kesley took a deep breath, stared at the Eighth Prince, and said in a deep voice: "This person is called Mage Merlin, Mage Wilson Mage Merlin!"

"Bang"

The eighth prince stood up suddenly, with a look of astonishment on his face...
Chapter completed!