The old man frowned. It had been a quarter of an hour since he activated the God-slaying Puppet. Merlin's dodging became more and more difficult. Due to the existence of the divine vein, even if Merlin had successfully become a god, he still could not replenish his origin force.
This made his situation worse and worse. In the beginning, he still had the leisure to ridicule his opponent, but now he could only focus on dealing with the crisis in front of him.
In contrast, the God-slaying Puppet was powered by energy and did not know fatigue. If this continued, Merlin had no chance of winning. However, until now, he had no intention of escaping. The old man found it difficult to understand.
Merlin was right about one thing. The gods had never truly trusted him. Even though they had agreed to make a deal with him, they had still set up many backup plans to guard against him. The God-slaying Puppet was only one of them. Once he decided to escape, the killer moves that they had used to deal with him would be activated one after another. Therefore, the old man was not worried that he would escape.
On the contrary, Merlin was still able to keep his composure and continue playing hide and seek with the God-slaying Puppet. The old man could not figure out what Merlin was thinking.
No matter how he looked at it, Merlin did not look like a fool who would sit down and continue playing despite knowing that he would lose the game. However, the old man could not see any hope of him turning the tables.
The situation in Blue Bay was extremely critical. Merlin was caught between two forces and had to play his trump card. Although he had successfully slipped away from the Magic Association and the monsters, he had also exposed his hidden strength.
Merlin had been operating in the human world for hundreds of years. His forces in the dark world were not to be underestimated but most of them were concentrated in intelligence and wealth. His military reserves had always been his weakness. This had a lot to do with his way of doing things. Merlin believed in using his brain to solve all problems. In a sense, this was also the reason why he could survive until today despite being besieged by all sides. Whether it was the Magic Association or the Temple, they would at most think of him as a nuisance but no one saw him as a threat.
This was because he had never held a weapon in his hand. However, today, he had to pay the price for his smart decision.
In the past, in order to ensure his personal safety, Merlin would train a protector to be by his side every once in a while. However, the old man had already investigated and found out that Merlin had only accepted one disciple in this generation and the latter had not had time to grow. In other words, Merlin's strength was at its weakest now.
No matter how one looked at it, Merlin had no chance of escaping tonight.
However, for some unknown reason, the uneasiness in the old man's heart grew stronger. He refocused his attention on the battle and heard Merlin's heavy panting. This meant that the latter's stamina was approaching its limit. The outcome of this battle should be decided soon.
After all, Merlin was a new god who had just achieved apotheosis not too long ago and had not had the time to familiarize himself with his body. Currently, Merlin could only use about half of his strength. This strength might not be a problem against others, but it was still a long way from being able to fight the God-Slaying Puppet head-on.
Fortunately, he had a strong regenerative ability. This was also the reason why he could hold on until now. Merlin took advantage of the end of the wave of attacks to put some distance between them. He reached out and repositioned his crooked shoulder blade. He sighed. "If you continue to watch, I'm afraid you'll have to collect my corpse."
A beautiful figure walked out from the darkness and said, "Senior Merlin is much more powerful than I imagined. Even if your strength is not as good as His Holiness Rob, you're not far from it."
Merlin blushed. His strength after apotheosis was not as good as someone's before apotheosis. This was indeed not something to be proud of. Of course, he would not admit this. Instead, he turned his head and grumbled, "Why is the Magic Association so slow?"
"I don't know about the others. I just happened to be in seclusion in the city and rushed over when I received the news. However, I've only just figured out the positions of both sides," the newcomer said.
Seeing that someone had appeared to disrupt the situation, the old man's face instantly turned gloomy. He asked, "Who is Your Honor? Why is he here? "
"— Sorcerer's Association, Oravia." The female Sorcerer smiled.
Compared with half a year ago, her temperament had undergone earth-shaking changes. Olivia was originally a genius on par with D 'Attarion. Although their qualifications were not as ridiculously strong as Luo Bu's, they were still rare in a hundred years. It was just that the two of them did not devote all their energy to magic research because of their own reasons.
After being relieved of her duties as a special agent, Oravian finally had enough time to focus on improving her own strength. Coupled with the material assistance from the Magic Association, Oravian finally crossed the threshold of the eighth level a few days ago and became a Great Mage.
This kind of growth rate, even in history, could be ranked at the top.
Oravian raised her staff and completed the incantation. A large green bird formed from Thunder Element condensed in the air and crashed toward the God-slaying Puppet.
Oravian had been hiding in the dark and had been observing the battle between Merlin and the God-slaying Puppet for a while. In terms of strength, even if she and Merlin joined forces, they were far from being a match for this thing. However, because the puppet was not a living person, under normal circumstances, even the strongest puppet would have a weakness that could not be overcome.
Oravian had chosen this eighth-level Thunder-type spell as a starting point to target the God-slaying Puppet's weakness.
The opponent's sturdy outer shell was difficult to break through with ordinary means, but metal was the conductor of thunder. Oravian wanted to use this method to try and directly destroy the core components inside the God-slaying Puppet.
Unfortunately, the result was not what she had expected. The green bird crashed into the God-slaying Puppet and sank into its body. The surface of the God-slaying Puppet only crackled and flashed with a circle of electricity, but after a short pause, it moved again. Its target was still Merlin.
The latter had barely caught his breath before he was chased around again. However, with Oravian's help, the situation was not as dangerous as before.
The old man sensed a sense of crisis. Although the female Magician could not turn the situation around, her appearance was like a signal, indicating that the Magician Association had found this place, and the follow-up backup could arrive at any time. However, the old man could not understand how the other party found them.
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