The foyer fell into silence. The other Great Wizards moved not a muscle. Only Bhutto XVII could see his surroundings clearly and move freely.

He saw a beam of dusky light and soon became dazzling, from which out walked a black-robed figure.

"You're… Wizard Merlin?"

Bhutto XVII was astonished. In the past centuries, he had used every method but still could not find any trace of Merlin. He even suspected sometimes if Merlin was dead.

However, having witnessed Merlin rise up step by step to finally display an ability to slay gods, Bhutto XVII's innermost thoughts constantly reminded himself that Merlin would not die so easily.

Perhaps due to this, he did not renege on his previous promise by acting against the Wilson clan. Conversely, in the past centuries, he had always looked out for the Wilson clan.

"Your Majesty, we meet again. In a few centuries, it looks like Your Majesty has put a grand plan into action, almost able to compare to the Molta Empire of the past. Do you still have any regrets now?"

"Regrets?"

When Bhutto XVII saw Merlin appear, he was initially startled but after gradually calming down, he knew that these Great Wizards were useless against Merlin.

"What else would I regret? I control an enormous empire. The entire continent is in my grasp. Even the Spell Caster world has submitted to me completely. In this world, I'm a monarch of the highest power. What else would I regret?"

Bhutto XVII bore a heroic manner. Merlin had known him back when he was merely the eighth prince. From Merlin's perspective, a mere king in the Glorious Land could not even compare to an ordinary Legend.

Nonetheless, this was the highest achievement of an ordinary Spell Caster like Bhutto XVII. In the Glorious Land, he had enjoyed absolute authority in controlling a massive empire. With one command, even Great Wizards had to obey. Indeed, there was nothing Bhutto XVII would regret.

"Your Majesty, you may not have any now but soon, you will. This world is far too small. Let me show you a place."

Merlin's voice remained calm as if he was meeting an old friend for a casual chat. A Maxim from his hand enveloped Bhutto XVII directly, following which he easily tore space apart and traveled through space.

"Whoosh."

In the pitch-black, icy Void Zone, two figures popped up suddenly. Bhutto XVII who wore the sacred golden armor, being a Great Wizard himself, stared speechlessly at this dark, cold sweep of Void Zone.

"This is the Void Zone. There's no space nor time. Behind you is the Kingdom of Blackmon or what the Spell Caster civilization calls the Glorious Land! It's the origin of the Spell Caster civilization…"

Merlin did not explain in great detail, only outlining the matters of the Void Zone, the Spell Caster civilization, and the dimensions. Bhutto XVII had a rough understanding of the disappearances of many powerful Spell Casters three thousand six hundred years ago after the Molta Empire had collapsed.

He had thought that these formidable Spell Casters were dead but now, it appeared that they had entered the Void Zone and even established a glorious, flourishing Spell Caster civilization.

The golden age of Spell Casters had never ended. Instead, the current Spell Caster civilization was even more splendid. The Glorious Land, other than enjoying the prestige of being the Spell Caster civilization's origin, was merely one of the countless dimensions in the Spell Caster civilization.

"The past few years, Wizard Merlin has been in the Void Zone. You're now a Legendary Wizard, I suppose?"

From some ancient books of the Molta Empire, Bhutto XVII had learned that the Great Legends were strongest among Spell Casters, comparable to mighty gods!

Merlin replied noncommittally as he nodded. "I guess you could say that."

He did not further clarify. Now that the Glorious Land was unsealed, Bhutto XVII and the other Spell Casters in the Glorious Land would naturally, slowly comprehend how weak they were in the past.

"Wizard Merlin, you've brought me here surely not just to look at the Void Zone?"

Bhutto XVII's emotions were in a turbulent mess, clueless as to what Merlin's objective was.

Merlin stared evenly at Bhutto XVII, saying mildly, "Your Majesty, we knew each other back when you were still the eighth prince. To me, you're quite a familiar old friend. I want to thank you, old friend, for not going back on your promise and taking care of the Wilson clan for centuries."

After a pause, Merlin continued, "Besides thanking you for the care you've shown the Wilson clan, I wish to show you that even the greatest empires such as the Molta Empire can collapse in a day."

"Boom."

Merlin waved his hand casually. A terrifying ray from the Flame Maxim sped directly toward a barren dimension in the distant Void Zone. Instantly, that barren dimension fell to pieces under Merlin's Flame Maxim. A dimension, comparable to the Glorious Land, disintegrated just like that, crushed into fragments at Merlin's will.

Bhutto XVII was dumbstruck as he gaped. He wished to know, was this the strength of a Legend? Even if one was as mighty as the Molta Empire, what could one do if they encountered a power like this?

Bhutto XVII suddenly felt that everything he had done before was ridiculous. He had used a few centuries to unify the entire continent but ultimately discovered that it was a futile effort!

"In the past, the Glorious Land was sealed for special reasons. Now, I've opened it up. So, any Great Wizard or even Seventh, Eight or Ninth-level Spell Casters who are unafraid of risks, can leave the Glorious Land."

Bhutto XVII nodded. Following that, Merlin brought Bhutto XVII back to the Glorious Land once more.

"Whoosh."

Both of them emerged in the foyer but Bhutto XVII felt as if he was in a dream. The Great Wizards below still wore vacant expressions without moving at all.

"Wizard Merlin, these Wizards…"

Merlin withdrew his Mind Power. Instantly, these Great Wizards woke up from the illusion. When they saw that an additional figure had appeared beside Bhutto XVII, some of their faces changed greatly as they cried out in surprise, "Wizard Merlin?"

"It really is Wizard Merlin!"

These Great Wizards had seen Merlin before, so naturally, they recognized him at a glance. As for the new Great Wizards who were headed by Minway, they secretly became wary.

"Wizard Merlin, you've returned just in time. Things are different today. Back then, you'd done the Kingdom of Blackmoon a great service but now, your clan and the Dark Magic Region no longer align with the kingdom's interest. Therefore…"

Before he could finish, Merlin's invisible Mind Power started fluctuating. Wizard Minway's expression turned slack as he slowly raised his hand, beginning to conjure up a powerful spell.

"What's going on? Why am I not in control of my body, no…"

Minway was shocked to discover he was mobilizing Magic Power to wield a spell but the target of that spell was himself.

"Fire!"

Merlin's voice was soft but as soon as he spoke, Great Wizard Minway unleashed the Fire-type spell, submerging himself in the blazing fire.

Soon, Great Wizard Minway's body was reduced to ashes, and his force had vanished completely. A powerful Great Wizard could put up no resistance. Merlin did not even have to attack. He had "killed himself" under Merlin's control.

A death like this would seem incomparably reprehensible if others learned about this.

At this point, some of the new Wizards could not help but feel a chill in their hearts. They had heard of rumors regarding Merlin but had always felt that these were exaggerations, that it was the older Great Wizards who had feared Merlin.

Now, they felt that the words of the older Great Wizards did not convey Merlin's fearsomeness at all. Being able to control a Great Wizard with one look – a technique like this far exceeded their imaginations.

"I've only come at this time to meet an old friend. The Glorious Land has been unsealed. I should leave."

Merlin glanced at Bhutto XVII. Surely Bhutto XVII knew by now, how laughable the Kingdom of Blackmoon was in the Spell Caster civilization.

Bhutto XVII hurriedly stood up. "Wizard Merlin, will we meet again in the Void Zone?"

"We can, of course! I'll move the Glorious Land beside Glory City, where I am. If there's a chance, we'll surely meet again…"

With that, Merlin's figure disappeared as if he was never there, leaving behind only those Great Wizards who exchanged blank looks. They did not quite understand what Merlin meant.

What Glorious Land, what Void Zone… Nonetheless, some of the keener observers noticed Bhutto XVII's serious expression, and they knew that the Kingdom of Blackmoon would be greatly transformed.

…

"Hoo…"

In the peaceful Void Zone, great waves were stirred up at this moment. Three Aurora warships appeared before the Spell Caster civilization.

"It should be here. The coordinates of the dimension map aren't far from here."

In the three Aurora warships were Laerin, Sirin, and Hayrin who had traveled a long way from the Great Light Region. With Laerin in the lead, they had gone through a long journey to finally reach the coordinates indicated on the dimension map.

"This is so remote. Without the Aurora warships, we can't even reach this place in a hundred million years. Nonetheless, this fits the conditions of the confinement dimension left behind by the Vestigial Tribe. Who knows, those two Light Envoys might have discovered a confinement dimension of the Vestigial Tribe."

Hayrin gave a careful analysis. Other than to uncover what happened to the two Light Envoys, the more crucial reason for their arrival was to search for the Vestigial Tribe's confinement dimension. This was personally ordered by the Great Light Honorable Lord.

"There seems to be a civilization here. Looking through them one by one is troublesome. Let's wipe out some immediately and force out the strongest contenders of this civilization. We can directly ask and find out if they've seen the two Light Envoys!"

Sirin immediately spoke tyrannically. Contenders from the Great Light Region usually acted in this domineering manner.

Laerin, who was their head, considered the idea then nodded. "Let's act then!"

"Rumble."

The three Light Guardian immediately kept their Aurora warships. Their bodies flashed mightily with the tremendous power of the natural order, condensing countless gigantic fists that gently pounded the endless surrounding dimensions. These dimensions were annihilated in a flash, turned into fragments.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of dimensions were destroyed. The entire Spell Caster civilization was shaken up!