Voidrock Takes Action!

"Danger?"

Merlin did not believe it. Just now, he had sensed an intense crisis. If he had not left in time, who knew what might have happened?

The crisis had come extremely fast, without the slightest warning. Thus, Merlin stared intently at the Ancestral Forms on the battlefield, but he discovered nothing.

However, Rahe and Merlin worked together to suddenly destroy an Ancestral Form. Even the Ancestor Grade Rock Clan members inside it—more than a dozen of them—had died. This was another massive loss for the Rock Clan, but for the spell casters, it was a tremendous boost.

"Merlin again!"

Ancestor Hanla narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze filled with coldness. The destruction of an Ancestral Form had been within his expectations. He knew that Mage Santo would certainly arrange some means for Merlin. He had not expected such a method, though—appearing and vanishing unpredictably, striking once and immediately retreating, leaving the Rock Clan no opportunity at all.

"No, if this continues, won't Voidrock have to rely on luck?"

Ancestor Hanla gritted his teeth, secretly resentful. Even if he wanted to find Merlin's whereabouts, Mage Santo's interference made it impossible for him to track Merlin.

"Voidrock, you must make a major move. You have to attract the spell caster camp's attention, but don't reveal your identity. I believe Merlin will definitely focus on you. When that happens, your chance will come. No one will be able to save him!"

Ancestor Hanla's voice reached the ears of Voidrock, who was hiding inside who-knew-which Ancestral Form. More than a dozen Ancestor Grade Rock Clan members had died, and Ancestor Hanla was furious as well. But for now, he could not stop. Otherwise, if he could not lure Merlin out, they would be unable to win the war.

For now, Ancestor Hanla could