The local beast blocked the escape of the uninvited guest.
One of the uninvited guests had already been torn apart, leaving only a single howl.
Now the only one left was this little boy standing calmly. His face showed no fear.
His white hair fluttered in the wind; coldness appeared in the dark blue eyes.
The beast that blocked Merlin's escape was a cloud of black mists.
It did not reveal its shape. But the released power was absolutely not inferior to that of a Supreme Wizard. And it also had a superior bearing.
“It definitely is a level-nine beast.” The boy's eyes flashed coldly.
The local beast didn't hesitate. After killing one, it wanted to finish the rest.
GRRRRR!
A ferocious roar sounded until the air shook in layers.
The black mist charged mercilessly. Voids that gave people goosebumps appeared in the air everywhere that it passed.
"Kill it," said the boy fiercely. There was a slight seriousness in his voice.