《A Wizard’s Secret》A Wizard's Secret
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It was pitch-black. Merlin cautiously stepped onto the humongous warship. Since the warship had been split in half, Merlin did not know which side was more important. Thus, he entered from the rear and walked toward the front. His Mind Power did not let down its guard at all, carefully observing everything around him.
Compared to his sight, Merlin had more faith in his Mind Power. No matter how well-hidden something might be, his Mind Power would be able to detect it. Additionally, Merlin's body was covered by a white layer of sleet armor. This was a defensive spell wielded by his Five-Elemental Wizard Heart. In such a foreign and dangerous place, naturally, Merlin did not dare to lower his guard.
The warship was massive, bigger than any casting tool Merlin had ever seen before. In fact, even Arcane Wizard Setoh's castle was not as humongous as this warship.
"Fire!"
A ball of white flames appeared in Merlin's palm, illuminating the interior. The spacious warship was quite empty and was covered with a thick layer of dust. Clearly, no one had entered this place in a very long time.
Merlin gently pressed his hand against the cold warship. The cold sensation almost allowed him to feel the drastic transformation undergone by this warship. Subsequently, he made a bold move. He consolidated the flames into a fist and swung a violent punch at the warship.
"Bang."
There was a loud noise but the warship remained unblemished!
Merlin narrowed his eyes. Now, he gained a new understanding of the strength of this warship. At his current level of abilities, it was impossible to make even a dent on it. This further attested to the claim that this warship was comparable to an Honored Legend and that it was not a bluff.
Moving on, Merlin saw some glassware or clear crystal containers filled with a white, translucent liquid. It did not look like water and seemed very mysterious.
There was no light whatsoever on the entire warship. It was dark and cold. The only noises were from Merlin's footsteps.
After continuing for a short distance, Merlin came to the broken part of the warship. He only walked in a straight line, so there might be some hidden corners that he had not explored.
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Nevertheless, it seemed like there was nothing much to discover in the rear half of the warship. Merlin flew directly across the broken portion toward the front half of the warship. He knew that the front part of the warship was its port of control.
In the front half of the warship, there was a variety of instruments, plus the routes were more obvious. Merlin passed by a number of heavyset doors. At the same time, he saw that there were huge gaping holes all over the body of the exceedingly sturdy warship.
Earlier, his full-powered attack did not leave even a scratch on the warship, much less pierce it. Hence, the gaping holes in this warship were not achievable by an ordinary Legend. Perhaps, even an Honored Legend was not capable of unleashing such staggering destruction on this warship.
"Is this the Origin Lord's doing?"
Merlin quickly remembered who had destroyed this warship. Only the Origin Lord would possess such formidable power that even an empire-level warship could be easily destroyed.
Going forward, Merlin felt like he had returned to his past life. However, the technology of this warship had obviously surpassed that of his past life. Perhaps, only in the fantasy novels would one see such advanced technology.
"Hmm? That is…"
Merlin raised his head abruptly. Without noticing, he had entered a great hall. Lined along the two sides of the great hall were four black robots with a metallic luster, similar to those Merlin had encountered in the first challenge.
"Beep. Incoming enemy invasion. Command, exterminate!"
The four ice-cold robots' hollow eyes suddenly flashed red. Their heads snapped up abruptly, seemingly "awakening" from their slumber.
Merlin was caught by surprise. He did not think that there would still be robots on this broken warship. Nevertheless, accompanying this shock was a faint sense of excitement. As long as there were robots, there was a chance for him to seize control over these robots.
"Swish swish."
These robots were incredibly fast. They flew toward Merlin with outstretched arms. A frightening blast of laser cannon shot straight at Merlin, causing him to gasp in surprise. When he previously encountered the puppets in the first challenge, they did not have such formidable weaponry as laser cannons.
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However, it was impossible for him to evade now. Merlin harrumphed and strengthened the defensive spell on his body. He did not believe that the laser cannon from these robots could smash through the mightier-than-Great-Legend defense on his body.
"Darkness Eye, Silencing Ray!"
Merlin also extended his hand. Darkness Eye in his palm loomed and glistened with a crimson glow.
At the same time, a huge eye appeared behind Merlin. A destructive ray shot out and encapsulated the four robots.
"Zap zap zap zap."
The seventh form of Darkness Eye, Silencing Ray! This was a power comparable to a Great Legend. Instantly, the four robots were reduced into tiny smithereens.
"Boom."
Finally, the spell on Merlin's body collided violently with the laser cannons. The powerful impact rattled Merlin's body. However, the defensive spell over Merlin's body reacted with a water-like motion, causing multiple ripples to form across the surface. Subsequently, the impact turned invisible.
"Such a strong impact. These four robots are only on par with an average peak Great Wizard at most but equipped with these laser cannons, they're approaching the level of a civilization-level prodigy!"
Approaching the level of a civilization-level prodigy was synonymous with approaching the level of a Great Legend. Merlin no longer dared to regard these robots lightly. Even though their laser cannons did not manage to harm Merlin, any other Spell Casters or even a Great Legend, if not careful, could be heavily injured or killed by these.
Seeing the four robots that were smashed into smithereens by Silencing Ray, Merlin's expression remained grave. With a large outstretched hand, his spell transformed into a giant net and captured the four robots.
Very soon, these smithereens reassembled into four robots. However, they had been trapped by Merlin. No matter how much they struggled, it was futile.
"How do I control these robots?"
Although Merlin knew that these robots were controlled by a program in their bodies, he was not capable of overwriting it.
"Whatever. I'll keep them bound until I find the control center of the warship!"
Merlin was very tempted by these robots. Since he was not an alchemy master, naturally, he could not replicate what the Origin Lord did. That would involve destroying the robots, and then using the liquid memory metal from their bodies to transfigure a new puppet. This would essentially achieve the same effect as the robots.
Nonetheless, the Origin Lord did not originate from the Atlan civilization. Therefore, though the puppets he transfigured retained the "immortal" characteristic, they lost various other tactics such as the laser cannon. As a result, their combat powers were greatly diminished.
Perhaps, the Origin Lord also discovered the drawbacks of his method, so he stopped transfiguring new puppets, and instead, found a way to control the martial arts robots. As for how the Origin Lord had managed to control the robots, Merlin did not know. However, Merlin had a feeling that the martial arts robots were a little peculiar as though they were not being controlled by a program.
As to the details of how they were peculiar, Merlin could not articulate it. Perhaps, if he could find the command center of the warship, he would be able to learn the specifics of these robots.
Soon enough, Merlin walked out of the spacious great hall and found himself in a narrow compartment. Inside, there were instruments everywhere with complicated switches on them. Judging by the array of instruments and switches here, it was not difficult to infer that this was the control center of the warship.
Although he had arrived in the control center, Merlin found himself helpless against these complicated instruments. He did not understand any of these instruments, much less to operate the control center and regain control over this warship.
"Beep. A large amount of new information found. Scan?"
The previously silent Matrix suddenly came to life.
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