Merlin closed his eyes and used his thoughts. He was floating in the air, allowing the breeze to pass through him.
His body remained still like a tranquil, mighty divine statue.
The two-year agreement was almost due. And before leaving this place, he had to fulfill the promise he had given to Eric.
It was achieving the Archwizard zone.
Breaking through the zones was difficult in any art.
All this while, Merlin had attempted to merge the five magical hoops several times. He immersed himself in an extensive study of magic.
Whether it was the knowledge from the library books or even the Lemegeton Encyclopedia, Merlin had completely understood them all.
But he still had not managed to drill this zone.
Eric once advised that there were two ways to pass the bottleneck of magical power.
First being to understand the art of magic; second, using combat experience to break through the borders.