Chapter 319
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As far as the eye could see, there were clear waters and green mountains.
Zhang Jue didn't know why he had suddenly come to a place like this after stabbing Duruk's heart.
Birds chirped and flowers bloomed all around. There was no sense of danger at all.
A butterfly flew by in front of him. Zhang Jue reached out his hand and the butterfly landed on his fingertips.
If Yang Xue was here, she would definitely like it.
But Zhang Jue would only feel bored.
He didn't know who created this place.
Zhang Jue walked down the stone steps and saw a thatched hut by the stream halfway up the mountain.
In front of the hut, there was a patch of grass. A man with white hair and a white beard was meditating on it. There were birds all over his body, as if he was a tree.
If this white-haired old man wasn't wearing a medieval mage robe, Zhang Jue would have thought that he was a Taoist master living in seclusion here.
"I say, can mages cultivate like this?" Zhang Jue asked.
The white-haired old man opened his eyes and smiled. He slowly said, "In the end, mages also use the power of nature."
His voice was ethereal. It was obvious that he wasn't an ordinary person.
He raised his hand and a stone appeared in front of Zhang Jue.
Zhang Jue sat on the stone and looked the old man up and down. "Old man, who are you?"
The old man said, "I'm a mage. You can call me Merlin."
As expected.
At first glance, Zhang Jue had already guessed the other party's identity.
He just didn't expect to see him at this time.
The wizard Duruk was known to be immortal. Others couldn't kill him, but Zhang Jue might be able to.
But Merlin actually interfered at this crucial moment. Zhang Jue couldn't help but suspect his intentions.
It was said that Merlin had already surpassed the level of a magus. He had evolved into a grand magus or even a saint magus. It was the highest level a human could reach with their own body.
Zhang Jue didn't act rashly. He wanted to hear what he had to say first.
He asked, "Merlin, haven't you been dead for more than a thousand years? Why did you appear when I was about to kill Duruk? You can't be him in disguise, right?"
Merlin smiled. "I'm indeed dead. Now, I'm just a remnant of my consciousness in Duruk's body, waiting for the moment when you kill him."
"We?" Zhang Jue noticed his choice of words.
"Yes, all of you." Merlin said, "For more than a thousand years, only three people had the ability to kill him. You are one of them."
"Wow!" Zhang Jue opened his mouth as if he had understood something. He sneered and said, "No wonder the legends say that Duruk is immortal. It turns out that the people who killed him are all here. They were all stopped by you."
"Yes." Merlin nodded. "I cast a forbidden spell on his body and left a part of my consciousness here. As long as his life is threatened, it will automatically bring you here."
Zhang Jue raised his eyebrows. "If I'm not wrong, although you can pull our consciousness into this space, you shouldn't be able to control our bodies. So I'm a little curious. How did you persuade the others to give up on killing Duruk?"
Merlin's expression suddenly became lonely. "I didn't persuade them. I just told them a story."
"Stop." Hearing this, Zhang Jue quickly waved his hand. "I've heard enough stories. I don't have time to listen to your rambling. Please use the simplest few sentences to explain Duruk's situation. Otherwise, I'll immediately leave here and go to the real world to cut him into thirty-eight thousand pieces."
Probably because no one had ever talked to Merlin like this before, he was slightly stunned and immediately smiled bitterly.
"Well, then I'll just say one thing. Duruk is a good person. All the history about his evil deeds were made up by me."
"Oh?"
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