Hope of Leaving

Wizard Setoh was extremely excited. He knew that the Flare Region world was no longer incomparably sturdy. That was more than enough. As long as it was not sturdy, there would be hope to leave.

Merlin was still forming his Fire-type ultimate Maxim, and did not pay attention to the situation in the sacred land. He did not even pay attention to the situation in the Limbo Prison.

The only thing he paid attention to was the state in his body. The Fire-type ultimate Maxim was forming and continuously entangled and fused with the Darkness Maxim but could also easily separate. It was not as simple as adding the two ultimate Maxims formed as it was multiplication.

Currently, Merlin was completely worthy of being the Glorious Lord!

"Unbelievable. Truly unbelievable. In the Limbo Prison in the Flare Region world, I had the opportunity to condense an ultimate Maxim and become a Lord!"