"Wear me out?"
Merlin looked at the white mist around him. Indeed, with the mist pouring out endlessly, killing more mirror behemoths would achieve nothing. Finding the weakness of Feilong's Mirror Image Domain and breaking it was the only proper solution.
So Merlin stopped attacking. Even killing them another eight or ten times would only consume a little of his strength, but it would still be a waste. He stood motionless, letting the mirror behemoths charge into him.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Each impact carried tremendous power, at least eighty percent of the original behemoth's strength. That was already terrifying. After all, there were dozens of them, enough to destroy city after city with ease.
Yet Merlin remained motionless. He also wanted to know where his limits lay after fusing with so many giant beast wills. Each impact seemed tremendously powerful, yet it did not even injure him. They could not so much as breach his defenses. He was like a mountain, unaffected no matter how violently they struck him.
"So I've already become this strong... Perhaps there are very, very few beings left in this world who can actually hurt me, so few I could count them on my fingers! Feilong, your innate ability is indeed powerful and ingenious, but you can't hurt me either."
A faint smile appeared on Merlin's lips. He finally understood how terrifying his body had become. Never mind mid-tier behemoths-even high-tier behemoths could no longer injure him. His body's resilience was simply astounding.
Perhaps even the top-tier behemoths among the ancient behemoths had never possessed such terrifying bodies. He was drawing ever closer to those legendary sacred beasts.
Sacred beasts had all but vanished. Ordinarily, no matter how powerful the bloodline someone inherited, they could never become a sacred beast. But now, as a parasite