บท 1189: Nobody Will Stop Him

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Within the dark hall inside of the Magician Tower, Merlinus sat over his throne, his dark powers rising as he was in the middle of a large, demonic formation. The souls of demons moved within contained crystals, while the souls of many people constantly feed the ritual, making it stronger and to progress rapidly.

One of his eyes opened as he was within a deep meditation, trying to absorb all the malice within these demonic souls to gain the power he wanted. In front of him, a spectral being resembling a shadow materialized, quickly taking the form of a demon-like man with stitched body parts.

"Master Merlinus…"

"Speak."

"The three demons have been slain."

"I expected as much. So? How many died?"

"Less than two hundred."

"A measly number… but it'll do for now… I'll revive those demons so-"