Currently, there were many Spell Casters in the hall of the eighth prince's manor. It was seemingly the greatest force that the eighth prince could possibly assemble.

All these Spell Casters looked solemn. They had very dignified expressions.

The eighth prince gently tapped his fingers on the table, his gaze swept over the many Spell Casters present. He then said with a low voice, "My people, I've just got news that two Spell Casters – Wizard Tanin and Wizard Morston – have arrived at the fourth prince's manor!"

Upon hearing this news, some of the Spell Casters in the hall showed indescribable expressions on their faces. Apparently, they were familiar with these two Spell Casters.

"I can't believe it's actually those two old monsters, Tanin and Morston!"

"These two must be at least three hundred years old already. Tsk tsk, they've never joined any spell casters' organizations, not even Spell Caster clans, living their lives without any kind of attachment. They're ruthless beings. Once, they wiped out five Spell Caster clans just because of a minor conflict. Spell Caster clans with up to thousands of people – all killed!"

Many Spell Casters knew the notorious reputations of the two Spell Casters. Besides, they were Eighth-level Wizards. They were powerful, had no attachments, and were utterly cruel. Any general spell casters' organizations would never seek to recruit these two Wizards.

It came as a surprise now that the fourth prince had actually managed to recruit them.

Noticing the crowd's reaction, the eighth prince's expressions sank slightly. He continued. "There's worse news. The fourth prince has prepared to strike us in a few days' time, right when His Majesty gathers everyone in the royal family for a hunting trip!"

"Boom!"

This news was like a booming thunder, stunning the faces of many Spell Casters pale.

Some of these Spell Casters had willingly pledged allegiance to the eighth prince for various perks, while others were forced to serve under him by various means deployed by the eighth prince.

Though they all knew that a final showdown between the fourth and the eighth prince was inevitable, they did not expect to see it play out so quickly.

However, if you stand in the perspective of the fourth prince, the best time to strike was indeed in a few days' time. Besides the few great core Wizards under his command, the fourth prince had acquired two Eighth-level Spell Casters – Tanin and Morston too. So currently, it seemed that the fourth prince was close to the peak of his strength. Naturally, he would want to seize this opportunity to battle it out with the eighth prince and to take control of the situation in the Imperial City.

After all, apart from the eighth prince, his only other competitors for the throne were the ninth prince and the thirteenth prince, who were both far away from the Imperial City. Hence, they would not pose that much of a threat to the fourth prince.

Seeing that the many Wizards did not utter a single word, the eighth prince's voice became more melancholic. "My Wizards, what are your thoughts?"

The fact that the fourth prince had gathered the forces of two Eighth-level Wizards had made many Wizards feel faint despair as they knew exactly the extent of the eighth prince's forces.

After a long moment, there was a Wizard who stepped forward and said, "Your Royal Highness, no matter what, we must make early preparations!"

"Yes, we really must prepare early!"

The eighth prince paused and then stood up abruptly. His face revealed a surge of self-confidence. He declared in a loud voice, "The fourth prince is already prepared, so how can I not be? Of course, someone will deal with Tanin and Morston. As for the rest of you, you must go and make the necessary preparations. We cannot afford to have the slightest dependence on luck alone. Go and wait quietly for the ultimate battle in a few days' time!"

"Ultimate battle!"

Everyone in the room could feel a slight tremble in their hearts. The eighth prince and the fourth prince had competed for so many years, and it was the very first time that such resolute words were used.

However, the confident tone of the eighth prince also made some of the Spell Casters feel relieved. Since the eighth prince was able to compete with the fourth prince for so many years, would he not be prepared? Perhaps he had long since recruited a powerful Spell Caster to deal with Wizard Tanin and Wizard Morston.

Thus, many Spell Casters began to slowly leave the hall, making the necessary preparations, quietly waiting for a possible showdown after a few days.

After many Spell Casters had left, only three Seventh-level Wizards remained, and they all looked at the eighth prince.

"Your Royal Highness, we've heard that Wizard Leo has arrived?"

The eighth prince nodded and said, "Yes, Wizard Leo has arrived. I'm afraid I've to rely on Wizard Leo with regards to Tanin and Morston!"

Hearing that the eighth prince intended to hand over two Eighth-level Spell Casters Tanin and Morston to Wizard Leo, these three Seventh-level Spell Casters frowned slightly. A worried look appeared on their faces as Wizard Leo was merely a Sixth-level Spell Caster.

"Your Royal Highness, having to deal with two Eighth-level Spell Casters – won't this be a difficult task for Wizard Leo? Does Your Highness have the confidence?"

"Confidence?"

The eighth prince looked away and gently shook his head. "I don't have any confidence but at this point, I can only give it a go. Besides Wizard Leo, which one of you is willing to deal with Tanin and Morston?"

The three Seventh-level Spell Casters were naturally aware of Wizard Tanin and Wizard Morston's power. Hence, they all gave a slight shake of their heads.

"Alright, we'll now go look for Wizard Leo and discuss with him about the upcoming battle. Let's go, you'll all follow me to meet Wizard Leo!"

As soon as the eighth prince finished speaking, he left the hall with the three Seventh-level Spell Casters.

…

"Hum…"

Merlin's Awareness was shaken slightly. Immediately, rich Earth Elements rushed into his Awareness, and a new Spell Model swiftly started forming, transforming the Earth Elements into Magic Power.

"Third-level Earth-type spell, Perfect Armor! The construction is finally successful!"

Merlin let out a long sigh of relief. After taking two portions of Mokra Potions consecutively, he had indeed increased his Mind Power. However, the simulation of Perfect Armor took a long time.

At this time, in Merlin's Awareness, various colors of lights were twinkling. If it could be seen with the eyes, one would be surprised to find that each of these colorful lights represented a Spell Model.

From Zero-level spells to Third-level spells, there were already twenty Spell Models in total!

Merlin was a Six-Elemental Spell Caster. Six Zero-level Spell Models, six First-level Spell Models, and six Second-level Spell Models, plus the newly constructed Third-level spells – Darkness Vortex, Condensed Fire, and Perfect Armor. Precisely twenty-one spells!

Unknown to many, Merlin had evolved from the newbie Wizard back then to the Wizard he was now, of whom had constructed twenty-one Spell Models. A large number of Spell Models silently laid in his Awareness like building blocks that piled up layer by layer, looking extremely spectacular.

In particular, many Spell Models were still absorbing elements and transforming it into Magic Power, which was then stored in the Spell Models. Twenty-one Spell Models absorbing elements all at once, almost forming a mini elemental storm.

However, in the Awareness, these elements were absorbed and transformed by various Spell Models methodically and in an orderly fashion.

There were indeed many Spell Models in his Awareness. In the future, there would be Fourth-level spells, Fifth-level spells, and Sixth-level spells, all the way up to Ninth-level spells. By that time, the number of spells would be so large that it would be unimaginable.

Spell fusion was the specialty of a Great Wizard. These spells in the Awareness could also be merged. Even if a Spell Caster had not reached the stages of spell fusion, its difficulty could also be roughly imagined...

"It was not surprising that there are so few Great Wizards!"

Merlin shook his head gently. The level of a Great Wizard was still too far away from him. Therefore, he immediately threw these thoughts out of his mind.

After waiting for a moment, Merlin looked at the Spell Model of Perfect Armor in his Awareness. It could already be released once or twice, so Merlin quickly cast Perfect Armor.

Merlin had a high expectation of Perfect Armor. By acquiring Perfect Armor, he would be provided a great assurance of safety.

"Perfect Armor!"

A khaki-colored light flashed rapidly. In the blink of an eye, an armor quickly condensed over the surface of Merlin's body.

This armor seemed extremely heavy. It wrapped Merlin's body in entirety. It might be called an armor, but in actuality, it was an illusory light without any dead angles. Attacks from any angle would be blocked by Perfect Armor.

Merlin gently stood up, savoring the power of Perfect Armor. This Perfect Armor was originally a Third-level spell. Although its defensive power was extremely great, it was difficult for it to be deemed "perfect". Nonetheless, no matter how strong a Third-level spell was, it still had a limit.

However, with the addition of Pandora Demon Ability, Fuse Earth that Merlin had cultivated, things would be very different. It could enhance the strength of Perfect Armor by multiple folds, and also greatly improve its defensive power. Only a force almost beyond that of a Sixth-level spell would stand a chance of breaking the defense of Perfect Armor.

In a sense, this Perfect Armor now was seemingly Merlin's current most powerful move. Any force under the seventh-level would have virtually nil chance of hurting him.

Of course, if his opponent was a Spell Caster who had Pandora Demon Ability such as Wizard Leo who had Darkness Eye, it would be futile even if Merlin's Perfect Armor had the enhancement from Pandora Demon Ability, Fuse Earth.

After Merlin felt the power of Perfect Armor, he had a new discovery. It turned out that the Magic Power consumed by Perfect Armor was very low. Except for the need to release immense Magic Power during the beginning stages of casting Perfect Armor, it would only require little Magic Power for maintenance.

This could also greatly prolong the combat time between Spell Casters as it did not involve consuming too much Magic Power.

"Now, I dare to face any Spell Caster under the seventh level!"

Merlin was full of confidence. Now that he had completed the construction of Perfect Armor and guaranteed his own safety, he had just only begun unraveling his true strength.

Now, he could truly be deemed a powerful Spell Caster!

In addition, after he became a Fourth-level Spell Caster, he was capable of fighting Seventh-level Spell Casters. Maybe he could be like the legend Nikola, who killed a Seventh-level Spell Caster while still holding the status of a Fourth-level Spell Caster!

"Eh? Someone's here!"

Merlin had already woken up, and his Mind Power was constantly monitoring the situation outside. He noticed some strangers outside the courtyard. Thereafter, Merlin pushed the door open and saw four people walking into the yard.

"His Royal Highness, the eighth prince!"

Merlin scanned around and recognized that the person walking in front was the eighth prince while the three Spell Casters behind him were the three Seventh-level Spell Casters that Merlin had met before.

The eighth prince had brought along three Seventh-level Spell Casters. Surely, something huge had happened.