The group of dozens of Warlords created a scene.
Merlin stopped walking with both hands behind his back, coldly watching. His expression was extremely calm. His face did not show any emotion.
As soon as the Warlords arrived,
The Warlord in the long golden-sequined cloak had a majestic and bold bearing, showing the leader's character. On his body, a strong power radiated out. He walked straight up to Merlin.
"Hello, Merlin." The long-cloaked Warlord slightly bowed before greeting.
The King Warlords behind him suddenly smiled. Their faces were full of respect and admiration at the same time.
"Hello, I didn't think you'd also be here." Merlin gave a small nod. The corners of his mouth were lifted into a smile.
Merlin knew this Warlord. He was the current head of the Fixer Association. Even though he wasn't a Legendary Magi, he was a Warlord who was listed in the top two hundred of the Holy Warlords' Hall of Fame.