The crack was deep, but it was nothing to the great Glory Lord, it was even harmless.

"Who's there?"

A scoff and then quickly a giant hand blasted towards Merlin.

"Bam."

With a casual sweep using his Flame Maxim, the giant hand instantly disintegrated but he saw who the attacker was. It was the sphinx statue that he had left behind to guard the Soul Medallion.

The sphinx statue had not changed much and quickly picked up on Merlin's life force as it exclaimed in surprise, "Master, you've returned?"

"That's right, I'm back!"

Merlin smiled. Even if the sphinx statue stayed here for over thousands of years, it would still remain unchanged, leaving it here to guard the Soul Medallion was the perfect decision.

"The Soul Medallion?"

Merlin's main objective was still the Soul Medallion.

"The Soul Medallion is safe and secure, Master. You've been away for so long, but no one has been here since."

The sphinx statue brought Merlin inside the secret chamber where the Soul Medallion was kept and took it out.

Merlin grasped the piece of Soul Medallion in his palm and suddenly a special feeling stirred in his heart. In the past, Merlin was not able to understand this piece of Soul Medallion, but his vision changed now that his powers had grown, his Mind Power was unparalleled and he had the Golden Ray Armor in his possession.

However, looking at the Soul Medallion now, he still found himself at a loss as if it was a layer of fog that was unpredictable and mystifying.

"The Soul Medallion was given by Aruba. Even if I die, I still have three chances of resurrection. The last time I was killed by the Light God, I was brought back to life. That means there are only two remaining chances left."

Merlin also recalled that he had, in actuality, "died" once before. He was murdered by the Lord God of Light the minute he had left the Glorious Land and he used the Soul Medallion to resurrect himself.

Although Merlin still held lingering feelings after that resurrection, he still could not understand the mystery that was hidden inside the Soul Medallion.

"Let me see, exactly what secrets does the Soul Medallion hold?"

Merlin grabbed the Soul Medallion and the Illusory World enraptured the Soul Medallion. Suddenly, a surge of Mind Power inspected and carefully analyzed every part of the Soul Medallion.

Slowly, Merlin discovered something peculiar. There was a mysterious power within the Soul Medallion. A force of power that Merlin was unable to notice before but could finally begin to sense now and it was hidden deep within the Soul Medallion.

When Merlin tried to reach out to the power using his Mind Powers, he was blocked from doing so by said mysterious power; just the life force alone that had leaked out had posed inexplicable intimidation to Merlin's Mind Power.

"It's not the power of the natural order, but something that's no less powerful than it!"

After a long while, Merlin suddenly opened his eyes. He had gotten a glimpse of the Soul Medallion's secret and that was something that had surpassed even the means of the ultimate existences, it should be that the mysterious power left behind by Aruba was a power that transcended the powers of the natural order.

It was also because of this reason that the Soul Medallion had been used to hide this power, it was not that there was anything special about it, but that the true mystery lied in the mysterious power hidden within the Soul Medallion.

It was precisely due to that mysterious power that Merlin had been able to be resurrected.

It was obvious that the Void Zone would not permit such a power to appear and without the restraints of the Soul Medallion, this power alone would have been capable of triggering another origin of the natural order and all the powers and forces in the Void Zone would unite to suppress this mysterious power.

"This means that this power of Aruba's is similar to my Illusory World and it's on par with the Void Zone, however, this power of the Soul Medallion is clearly superior to my Illusory World!"

Merlin gradually realized that this was indeed a tremendous gift. The things left behind by Aruba actually included his own powers, this was a power that was a level above the power of the natural order of the entire Void Zone.

However, this power seemed to have little use to Merlin, but should he someday truly turn the Illusory World into reality, then it may actually be of use.

Thus, Merlin returned the Soul Medallion to its place. The Soul Medallion was indeed fascinating and it was one of Merlin's self-preservation tactics, except, with Merlin's current powers, who else but those as powerful as the Thirty-six Emperors could pose a threat to him?

Moreover, this Soul Medallion resurrection was not all-powerful either. For instance, it was hard to tell if his Illusory World could be restored should Merlin be deceased, seeing as the current Illusory World has completely consolidated with Merlin as one and this mysterious power that was capable of turning a possibility into reality, Merlin was not sure if the

Soul Medallion would be able to restore the Illusory World either.

There was also the Golden Ray Armor. If he died and was resurrected again, the Golden Ray Armor would be gone for sure. Therefore, the cost for Merlin to die now was too great for him to bear.

"Master, you are taking your leave?"

The sphinx statue asked in a small voice after seeing that Merlin had returned the Soul

Medallion to its original place.

Merlin nodded and said, "Guard this Soul Medallion well. Perhaps a long time later, no one will be able to threaten me and when that time comes, I will set you free and you will be able to go anywhere you please."

The sphinx statue also had a life and it was turned into one by Aruba using the powers that never existed in the Void Zone. In theory, the sphinx statue also possessed a life that could reverse natural order and its potential was by no means less than the black cat, Didimoss.

However, Merlin needed someone to guard the Soul Medallion and so the sphinx statue had to stay, but one day, when Merlin was free of threats and dangers, or when the Illusory World had been realized and the Soul Medallion had lost its purpose and Merlin no longer needed to rely on the Soul Medallion to be resurrected, then he would be able to free the sphinx statue.

"Master, I will do my best to protect the Soul Medallion!"

Merlin nodded and left the hidden place underground and reappeared once again over the mountains. Using the power of the Flame Maxim, he mended the crack between the mountains below and it was as if the crack was never there.

"It's been a few hundred years; I wonder how much the Glorious Lands have progressed?"

Merlin slowly closed his eyes. As the master of the dimension of the Glorious Lands, he was able to sense everything that was happening within.

After a while, Merlin suddenly opened his eyes and a shred of shock flooded his expression.

"Now this is interesting, that old friend of mine sure is something as well..."

A seemingly faint smile formed between Merlin's lips as he tore through the subspace and swiftly entered within, disappearing in an instant.

...

Blackwater City, around the Wilson Castle, surrounded by high Wizard towers; it was a well-known fact to everyone in the city that is was the almighty wizard of the Wilson clan.

The Blackwater City had expanded tremendously and the Wilson Castle stood with prestige, the city among cities, as the inner and outer castle painted an entirely different scene altogether.

Now, the Wilson clan was more prosperous than ever. As a Spell Caster clan and with the head of house being the Duke of the kingdom, several major cities around the Blackwater City were all territories of the Wilson clan.

The Wilson clan today may even be as powerful as some Spell Caster organizations, except without a Great Wizard.

However, at that moment, a chilling atmosphere encased the vicinity of Wilson Castle. From time to time, mysterious Spell Casters could be seen observing the movements inside the Wilson Castle from a distance away.

"Wizard Sith, we've been spying on the Wilson clan for months now, us seventh-level Spell Casters are not spies. We've already the information that there's a runaway from one of the Seven Major Spell Caster organizations, Fog City hidden within the Wilson Castle, this is a fact, but why hasn't there been any actions? Could this Wilson clan actually stand against a conquered nation?"

The two seventh-level wizards looked resentfully at the Wilson Castle in the distance. They had been spying here for several months and had already discovered that the Wilson clan had been harboring a Fog City Spell Caster. Had it been any other clan or Spell Caster organization, the royal family would have long seized them by now.

Still, the royal family had yet to issue an order.

"What's so terrifying about the Wilson clan? His Great Majesty has uprooted even the Seven Major Spell Caster organizations and had banned most of Spell Caster organizations. Now, the royal family was at its most powerful, much like the former Molta Empire and the Wilson clan has none of this, so what are they afraid of?"

"There's the Dark Magic Region as well, even though it's also comparable to the major Spell Caster organizations. Yet they have only one Great Wizard and the other more powerful Spell Caster organizations have also fallen, so why leave the Dark Magic Region alone?"

The wizard named Sith was somewhat helpless against his companion's grievances as he was not sure how to explain it to them. In fact, he himself was also puzzled, what secrets did the Wilson clan hold that even the royal family was intimidated by, so much so they did not dare to take action?

One should know that the royal family was most powerful and capable. They had sixteen Great Wizards alone, destroyed the Seven Major Spell Caster organizations and even the southern Spell Caster organizations had long been devastated by the forces of the conquered nations.

However, only the Dark Magic Region was left.

Moreover, they had also learned that the relationship between the Dark Magic Region and the Wilson clan was unusual as well. Over these few months, they had observed countless Dark Magic Region wizards frequently enter the Wilson Castle.

"Just by the surname, Wilson!"

Suddenly an inscrutable voice sounded and the two hurriedly glanced over their shoulders, only to see a thin-figured wizard that was enveloped in the fluctuations of powerful Elements.

"Great Wizard Anlin, what brings you here?"

Upon noticing the Spell Caster, the two immediately bowed; this was the famous Great Wizard Anlin of the royal family!

The gaze of the Great Wizard Anlin fell upon the old castle in the distance as he let out a long sigh, "The reason His Majesty has not permitted you two to act is because of the good surname of the Wilson clan. With this surname, no matter how great a fault the Wilson clan has committed, His Majesty will not lay a finger on them."

"Surname?"

The two seventh-level wizards looked to each other and wondered what was it about a surname that even the almighty Majesty was so wary of?