Sensing the murderous intent rolling off from Merlin, the Mill clan leader took one glance at Merlin and understood his current predicament, so he sighed and began describing the current situation of the entire southern Spell Caster world.

"Initially, under the leadership of the Three Major Spell Caster organizations, the southern Spell Caster world launched a mission to destroy Ozmu! Ozmu's old nest was discovered by the Three Major Spell Caster Organizations, so they united the powers of almost the entire southern Spell Caster world as well as six Great Wizards, countless Ninth-level Wizards, and numerous rune-proficient Wizards. Their force was so incredible that it might have been even mightier than the vicious war with the Kingdom of Light!

"However, the southern Spell Caster world lost badly! Ozmu managed to join forces with a few large spell casters' organizations from the northern Spell Caster world. The northern Spell Caster world dispatched a few Great Wizards and they laid in wait for the attack. There was an ambush, and following a most excruciating battle, Shadow Thorn, Blacksand Fort, and Miracle City all lost a Great Wizard. The southern Spell Caster world came back with massive losses. Since then, the Three Major Spell Casters Organizations have retreated to their respective organizations to lick their wounds, relying on their own trump cards to fend off Ozmu.

"Hmph. Those Three Major Spell Caster organizations can be a bunch of cowardly mice, and Ozmu will not be able to touch them but what can we do? Ozmu is made up of a bunch of lunatics, so they began to send their Wizards everywhere to slaughter and destroy Spell Caster clans and organizations. Those lunatics simply wreak destruction without purpose!"

Upon mention of Ozmu's behavior, a trace of hatred appeared on the clan leader's face. In fact, Ozmu's behavior would make any Spell Caster indignant.

Merlin had been staring at the aged Wizard, and he could feel that the aged Wizard was not lying. If what the aged Wizard said was true, then the current situation of the southern Spell Caster world might be even more chaotic than before he left.

"Now the northern Spell Caster world is also involved. I thought that the northern spell casters' organizations generally would not get involved in matters of the southern Spell Caster world? Why are they interfering this time? What benefits did Ozmu promise them?"

Merlin frowned. He could sense that the battle lines were becoming more and more complicated. This was, in fact, true as the battle line of the southern Spell Caster world was growing more chaotic by the day. It was to an extent that even the Three Major Spell Caster organizations were reluctant to show their faces and would only hide in their respective organizations.

"As to why the northern Spell Caster organizations would interfere, no one knows but it must somehow be Ozmu's doing. As to what benefits were promised to twist the hands of the northern spell casters' organizations, I'm afraid only Ozmu would know."

The Mill clan leader shook his head. He only knew the basics. The details of the matter were unbeknownst to a small Spell Caster clan leader like himself.

Being able to call upon the help of the Great Wizards from the northern spell casters' organizations must have cost Ozmu a bomb, but regardless, it helped them tide over their crisis and also won them the battle. The southern Spell Caster world no longer had the power to fight back.

Now, even the Three Major Spell Caster organizations had become cowardly mice, leaving the small and medium-sized spell casters' organizations and clans to fend for themselves against the powerful lunatics of Ozmu.

"You said that Ozmu is madly slaughtering and destroying the spell casters' organizations?"

Merlin furrowed his eyebrows, and a bad feeling trickled into his heart. If Ozmu had truly gone so berserk, then wouldn't the Dark Magic Region be in danger as well?

The Mill clan leader was slightly surprised but answered, "Going against the spell casters' organizations is slightly more difficult because even the smaller-sized spell casters' organizations tend to have a strong foundation that's hard to destroy. Most of Ozmu's targets have been Spell Caster clans. Nevertheless, Ozmu's recent behavior has been too crazy. I'm afraid even the spell casters' organizations in the southern Spell Caster world will not be spared."

Merlin wanted to ask for further details but he suddenly frowned, and turned around sharply, his gaze transfixed outside the great hall.

"Boom!"

Outside the great hall, there was a flash of violent elemental fluctuations followed by columns of flames that surrounded almost the entire Mill clan.

This was an indiscriminate and devastating attack on the Mill clan. The spell was a powerful Seventh-level spell!

"Haha. The Mill clan, be destroyed!"

Accompanying the violent spell were several bursts of maniacal laughter.

Many of the Spell Casters in the great hall paled. Someone exclaimed, "It's Ozmu, It's definitely Ozmu this time!"

"Besides Ozmu, no one would directly launch such a destructive attack!"

The Mill clan already received news that Ozmu had sent out three Spell Casters led by Wizard Seashell who were crazily slaughtering and destroying everything along their way in the southern Spell Caster world.

Furthermore, the direction that Seashell and the others were moving in was exactly toward Sky-Piercing Peak, so their arrival at the Mill clan was just a matter of time. The crowd in the great hall were still discussing whether to move as a clan to escape Ozmu's attack but had no idea that it was already too late. Seashell and the others had arrived.

The scorching flames spread into the great hall. In an instant, the great hall turned into a blistering hot stove.

Ernie and Watson exchanged a look at each other, and Ice Elements began to flash on their bodies. Amidst the sea of fire, slivers of cold air began to descend as both wielded Seventh-level Ice-type spells.

Both Ernie and Watson were Spell Casters who originated from Subzero Snowfield. It was a place where all sorts of resources were scarce but were naturally bestowed with a unique environment. Therefore, the Ice-type spells from Subzero Snowfield were all highly unique, and their execution was flawless.

Thus, both their Ice-type spells immediately extinguished the flames in the great hall, and also spread outward to try to break the opponent's Fire-type spell.

…

In the sky above the Mill clan, three powerful Spell Casters were coldly watching the destruction that was wrought upon the building by fire and tornado. Regardless of how much the Spell Casters of the Mill clan struggled, these three remained indifferent and their gazes were unbothered.

Suddenly, amidst the sea of flames, white slivers of cold air began to rise. The cold air extinguished a large area of flames and continued to spread to the surroundings, attempting to extinguish the flames.

The man with giant golden earrings on his ears sneered. "Seventh-level spells… Looks like the three old chaps from the Mill clan have acted. Anyway, these three are just ordinary Seventh-level Spell Casters without any Pandora Demon Ability – the weakest lot of Seventh-level Wizards. How would they be able to stand against us?"

As he spoke, the man with the golden earrings brought his hands together, and the Fire Elements on his body began fluctuating violently, painting the sky with a shade of fiery red.

The man with the golden earrings opened his eyes and they seemed to be glowing with fire. He stretched out a finger into the sky.

"Boom!"

It was like the entire sky was on fire. Blazes of flames began to rain down with a ferocious vengeance onto the Mill clan. The previously half-extinguished flames roared to life and burned bigger and more aggressive than before. Even the white slivers of cold air could not withstand any longer and were burned to ashes.

"Hehe. Looks like those three old chaps can't hold it anymore. It won't take long before we destroy the Mill clan and continue to our next target…"

The three Spell Casters in the air were relaxed. They did not regard the Mill clan as a threat and paid no attention to the three Seventh-level Spell Casters from the Mill clan.

…

"Such a powerful elemental fluctuation… They're using Pandora Demon Ability. I'm not a worthy enough opponent. Master, please punish me!"

In the great hall, Wizard Ernie paled slightly. The confrontation of spells earlier had already yielded a winner. Ernie, who did not possess any Pandora Demon Ability, was far from comparable to the three Spell Casters outside.

At this moment, the temperature in the great hall climbed once again. Even the stone pillars in the great hall emitted a burning scent. Though none of the Spell Casters in the great hall were weak and released their own defensive spells, they were close to breaking point.

"Ozmu!"

Merlin raised his head fiercely and a tinge of ruthlessness flashed across his eyes. There was obviously no love lost between him and Ozmu. Back then, it was because of the threat of the Black-White Great Wizard from Ozmu that forced Wizard Leo to wield the fourth form of Darkness Eye.

Wizard Leo's death had a very direct correlation with Ozmu!

"Glacier Country!"

Merlin commanded in a whisper. In an instant, huge Glacier Country descended. Its translucent shimmer glowed brightly and covered the entire Mill clan.

The range of Merlin's Glacier Country could be either big or small as controlled by Merlin. However, the bigger it was stretched, the lesser its power compared to a smaller range.

Nevertheless, this vast sea of flames was merely an ordinary Pandora Demon Ability, so no matter how big the range of Glacier Country was stretched, it would still be able to easily suppress the flames.

"Sputter sputter sputter."

In an instant, the frigid blasts from Glacier Country had extinguished all the flames. As a special Pandora Demon Ability, its power was comparatively powerful.

"Whoosh."

At the same time, Merlin's Mind Power locked onto the three Ozmu Spell Casters in the sky. Hence, his body flashed, and he flew out of the great hall.

Many of the Spell Casters in the great hall gazed at one another blankly with dumb stricken looks etched on their faces. Seeing that Ernie and the others no longer cared about them and flew behind Merlin, the Spell Casters were slightly undecided on what to do.

"Clan leader, let's leave quickly. No matter whether these mysterious Wizards or Ozmu win the battle, we won't stand to gain anything. Let's move right now."

"A large-scale eviction is impossible now but if the Sixth-level Spell Casters sneak away, we can make it. Clan leader, don't hesitate anymore. The Mill clan cannot be destroyed under our watch!"

All the Sixth-level Spell Casters thought that it was a good opportunity for them to escape.

However, the clan leader took one look at the translucent glow that surrounded the entire Mill clan and smiled bitterly. "If I'm not mistaken, this is a unique spell, similar to a Runic Magic Circle. We're all trapped inside. Without the consent of the mysterious Wizard, it's impossible for us to leave."

After listening to the clan leader, the Spell Casters hurriedly used their Mind Powers to investigate. One by one, their faces darkened. It was as the clan leader had said – they were unable to leave.

"Let's go out and see what we can do. After all, these Spell Casters don't seem fond of Ozmu. If they win, perhaps there's still a glimmer of hope that the Mill clan can be saved!"

Compared to Ozmu, the Mill clan was more hopeful that Merlin and the others would win because only then would there be a glimmer of hope for the Mill clan.

After all, it seemed that Merlin was not as "violent" as Ozmu, and would not destroy the clan for no reason.

"Clan leader, we obey you. When it becomes necessary, we can even help those mysterious Spell Casters defeat the lunatics from Ozmu!"

None of the Spell Casters in the great hall held any fond feelings toward Ozmu. Therefore, under the leadership of the clan leader, many of the Spell Casters in the great hall flew out.