"Haha, someone's finally taking the challenge again! We can get some proper exercise."
When the two guards saw that Merlin had finally agreed, they looked positively excited.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The two guards held nothing back. They raised their spears and thrust straight ahead with tremendous force. The spears whistled through the air, and faint cracks even appeared in space.
Shattering space with a single strike was already power on the level of a Great Legendary. No wonder Wizard Byron had said that, after all this time, the Royal Family's Archmages still could not get past them.
"Come on, then!"
A flash of light appeared around Merlin, then settled over his body like a suit of armor, protecting him from head to toe.
Bang! Bang!
The two spears slammed into Merlin, but the light surrounding him merely rippled like the surface of water. Despite the tremendous force, they could not hurt him at all.
"Huh? You actually blocked our strike. Good! Again!"
The two guards grew even more excited. They abruptly withdrew their spears, which then began to vibrate violently. Each vibration shattered a small patch of space.
Merlin's expression grew grave. There was not the slightest trace of elemental fluctuations around these two guards, and they were not using spells. Instead, their attacks resembled the martial arts of the Martial Arts Robots—a form of combat technique.
He had never expected combat techniques to reach such a level of power.
"Freeze!"
Having seen what the two guards could do, Merlin no longer held back. An enormous phantom of his Wizard Heart appeared behind him, radiating a powerful, invisible force.
Crack! Crack!
An ice spell erupted instantly. Its power, second only to that of a Titled Legend, froze all the surrounding space. The two guards were frozen as well, unable to move.