Intense fluctuations of wind elements radiated from Merlin. Ordinary people could only see streaks of afterimages and had no way to pinpoint his exact location.
Only Spellcasters could use their Mind Power to track Merlin's precise position.
"He's coming!"
The Spellcasters beside Count Longadi all used their Mind Power to keep a close watch on Merlin. The moment he approached Count Longadi, they would immediately attack and make sure to blast him to death.
As Merlin sprinted forward, he too used his Mind Power to observe Longadi and the Spellcasters around him. He could not contend with an army of tens of thousands, but while moving at high speed, it was difficult for ordinary people to aim their crossbows at him. Even when a few arrows struck Merlin, they were neutralized by his Earth Guardian.
Thus, Merlin suffered almost no injuries as he passed through the layered defenses of the army of tens of thousands and rapidly closed in on Count Longadi.
Before long, Merlin stopped. His black robe and long black hair fluttered in the wind. There was no trace of youthful immaturity on his young face. Instead, his eyes seemed weathered by countless trials, carrying an endless depth.
"Kill!"
Seeing that Merlin had crossed the defenses and arrived directly at Count Longadi's command post, the Spellcasters who had long been poised to strike launched their attacks in an instant.
For a time, berserk elemental fluctuations filled the sky. Fire Spells, wind Spells, ice Spells, and more came crashing down upon Merlin in an overwhelming barrage. The savage assault made even Merlin feel a powerful sense of danger.
Among those attacks were First-Level Spells, clearly cast by the First-level Spellcasters Count Longadi had recruited.
"Guardian Monument!"
Merlin spoke in a low voice as he finally cast the First-Level Spell