《A Wizard’s Secret》A Wizard's Secret
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"Rumble."
The earth shook and the storm roared. Merlin and Wizard Dara tried their best to contain the Elemental fluctuations of their own bodies and silently approached the front.
The closer they went, the more they felt the violent Elemental fluctuations in front. When they came to a slope and looked down, they finally saw Ores.
However, this time, Ores looked like he was caught in a difficult situation. He was surrounded by a few five-meter tall boulder puppets. He looked incredibly small standing beside the huge puppets.
Each of the boulder puppet's blows contained huge and terrible power. Ores cast an Ice-type spell and already froze several of the puppets. However, before long, a low voice sounded, accompanied by a light that shined on the boulder puppets, and those puppets easily broke free from Ores' spell.
"Haliadora!"
The hoarse voice rang out again. Merlin looked intently and saw several people with aged faces with thin bodies and wrinkled skin like an old bark raise their withered hands as if praying for something and shout a string of puzzling words.
However, it was this strange "incantation" that caused light to descend from the sky as if they were blessing the boulder puppets. They broke free from Ores' freezing and continued to violently attack Ores.
Those boulder puppets were not only extremely powerful but they were also equally terrifying in defense. It was obvious that it would be difficult for Ores to destroy just one puppet in a short amount of time. Thus, he could only cast Ice-type spells to freeze the boulder puppets and deal with them slowly.
However, he never thought that there would be a group of mysterious people chanting strange incantations. Every time they chanted, there would be a weird light that helped the boulder puppets to break free from Ores' freezing.
It was also because of this that Ores had so much difficulty fighting.
"Haha, worshippers of the wicked god. They're the wicked god's believers. If they can take advantage of the wicked god's power, then Ores will be in trouble. However, the more trouble he has, the more advantageous it is for us. Wait a moment. This is not all that Ores has. Those boulder puppets will not be able to trap him."
Wizard Dara's eyes squinted into a smile. He seemed very confident in his judgment.
Merlin did not care about Ores but his eyes were tightly fixed on those mysterious wicked god believers. He knew that those so-called worshippers simply believed in a natural god of this dimension. However, this god from an entirely new dimension had been defeated by Wizard Mogan and was thoroughly killed.
However, now, those believers could borrow the power of their god, which made Merlin both surprised and pleased. After observing for a moment, he finally confirmed that those people really did borrow the power of the god.
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It was precisely because of that wicked god's "divine energy" that the boulder puppets were able to repeatedly break free of Ores' freezing and be locked in battle with Ores.
"The wicked god's divinity must be from the believers. After years of worship, a trace of divinity was born!"
Merlin was very excited in his heart. He received a trace of divinity when he was at the Glorious Land, so he naturally knew how amazing divinity was. It was something that could be encountered but never sought after. He had just condensed a Special Mind Heart, and now he needed divinity to supplement his Mind Power. It would be able to increase his Mind Power several times and make his Mind Heart continue to grow bigger. A truly terrifying Mind Power was far more powerful than an ordinary Spell Caster's Mind Power!
Once Mind Power had reached the Seventh-level, it would undergo a qualitative change and be able to affect and interact with matter. The Mind Power of Evil Spell Casters could be said to be frightening, so much so that they did not even have to rely on spells. Just by relying on Mind Power, they would possess incredible power.
Of course, Merlin still did not know much about Mind Power attacks. He had never seen Spell Casters who attacked by transforming their Mind Power from illusion to reality. Those people were too rare.
Ninth-level Spell Casters and even Great Wizards generally did not attack using Mind Power because the offensive power of casting spells was much stronger than a Mind Power attack.
Merlin's heart was burning as he stared at the wicked god's believers. He was imagining how many years they had believed in their wicked god and how much divinity they had condensed when Ores finally exploded.
"Freezing Storm!"
Ores let out a roar. He seemed to have understood the boulder puppets' patterns and the wicked god's believers, and immediately released his strongest offensive spell, Freezing Storm!
"Whoosh…"
Freezing Storm was very terrifying. Frost covered the sky and raged violently. White storm blanketed the entire area, and the ground and air were all frozen into ice crystals.
The giant boulder puppets were frozen solid the moment they met the storm. The cold air spread in a radius of hundreds of meters. Everything including the wicked god's believers was frozen.
"Crack crack."
Very quickly, the ice crystals began to disintegrate, and the powerful boulder puppets shattered along with the ice crystals into bits of stone that scattered all over the ground.
As for the wicked god's believers, they no longer had any signs of life and obviously could not resist Ores' Freezing Storm.
"Amazing!"
Merlin also could not help but be surprised. When he fought with Ores before, he had never cast this spell. It was clear that this was Ores' true trump card as well as his strongest attack. Back then, Ores did not want to get involved with Merlin and left in a hurry. If Merlin had forced him again, it might have ended as the most bitter battle.
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Even though Merlin had the powerful Darkness Eye and Enervating Halo, which had amazing defensive power, he did not dare to confirm that he would be able to withstand such a terrifying Freezing Storm from Ores.
At this time, hundreds of meters around Ores had become a dead zone. Besides himself, there were no other signs of life as everything had been completely frozen. For this spell, Ores had spent twenty years before finally managing to gradually derive the strongest Ice-type spell.
Ores frowned and looked at the deathly stillness around him before revealing a solemn look. This was just the beginning but the small boulder puppets and a few wicked god believers had already forced him to use his strongest spell. This gave Ores an even more direct understanding of the wicked god's believers.
It was not that easy to completely eradicate the worshippers of that wicked god!
Ores did not stop there and instead continued forward. He would continue going deeper until all the wicked god's believers were eliminated.
Merlin had just made a move when Wizard Dara stopped him. He advised in a low voice, "Wizard Merlin, don't be too hasty. Ores' senses are incredibly sharp. If we don't want to be discovered by him, we need to be extremely cautious! It won't be too late for us to quietly lurk over when he makes his next move."
"If Ores really completely destroyed the wicked god's followers, wouldn't we be one step short of success?"
Although Merlin said that he was worried Ores would kill all the wicked god's believers and enter the Glorious Pavilion, what he was really worried about was the divinity. Merlin's desire for divinity greatly surpassed that of entering the Glorious Pavilion to seek and understand the coordinates of the dimension.
Knowledge of the coordinates of the dimension could be sought after in the future but if he lost divinity, then it would not be that easy to obtain it again. Divinity was something that came with luck, not by searching for it. Thus, as long as he had the slightest chance, Merlin would not let it go.
Contrary to Merlin's worries, Wizard Dara looked confident, and he sneered, "Don't worry, those boulder puppets were just the beginning. The wicked god's believers are stronger than you and I think. I even suspect that the wicked god might have been reborn again. Ores wants to completely eradicate the believers but that's completely impossible."
Wizard Dara had entered this place before. It was because he was defeated by those believers that he had formulated this plan. Merlin still believed in Wizard Dara's words. The boulder puppets from earlier were indeed just the first layer of defense for the wicked god's believers.
Thus, Merlin and Wizard Dara quietly waited where they are, and before long, another violent Elemental fluctuation spread. Ores had started making his move again.
"Alright, we can quietly follow up now."
Wizard Dara controlled the Elemental fluctuations on his body. Without daring to use his Mind Power, he walked in front to Ores' direction.
Very quickly, Merlin and Wizard Dara discovered ice crystals along the way. On the ground were several frozen corpses of the wicked god's believers. Ores had most likely already rushed past here.
Ores violently released his spells, His Freezing Storm was indeed incredible. Merlin and Dara saw too many corpses along the way, and almost all of them were completely frozen. Ores' spell could be rated as peak Eighth-level. There were not that many spells that could surpass Freezing Storm.
Gradually, a huge and magnificent temple appeared in front of them. Merlin could already sense the accumulation of a terrible power from the temple.
Outside the temple were a group of people with pointed black hoods, and their pair of shining silver eyes was the only thing revealed. Their hands were placed on their foreheads as if they were performing some kind of mysterious ceremony.
Standing opposite those wicked god worshippers was Oren, whose body was floating in mid-air and flickering with coldness. His eyes looked fervently at the temple before him. As long as he could destroy this temple, it would be the same as eradicating those wicked god's believers.
This temple was the most important "shrine" in the believers' eyes, and was dedicated to the god they worshipped. Therefore, after sensing Ores' arrival, the strongest of the followers left the temple one after another to appear outside the temple. With cold eyes, they glared at Ores like a tiger watching its prey!
"Foolish degenerate, you have turned your back on God. When God awakens, you shall all receive judgment!"
The leader of the believers said ardently while pointing at Ores. His expression was full of devotion and madness.
"Haliadora!"
At once, dozens of worshippers put their hands on their foreheads and shouted, their voices full of zeal.
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