Merlin sensed the danger immediately. The stranger's hand had transformed into an enormous claw covered in shaggy black fur, and it reached for him with tremendous force.
In the Void Realm, power of this level would have amounted to little more than that of an ordinary Spell Caster. To Merlin now, however, it posed a deadly threat. His Illusory World had completely collapsed, leaving only a trace of its most fundamental rule power.
Yet Merlin absolutely could not use that rule power. If the will of this Dimensional World discovered him, he might face utter annihilation. On the other hand, if this beastified man killed him, he could lose the body he had just seized. His Illusory World would then be exposed to this new Dimensional World, placing him in danger once again.
Thus, Merlin found himself trapped in a perilous dilemma.
Although he did not know what kind of power this man possessed to transform into a beast in an instant, Merlin keenly sensed that, despite the incredible speed of the attack, it carried no killing intent.
In his previous life, Merlin had been a great being who had perfected the path of a Mental Power User and formed an Illusory World, bringing his Mind Power almost to its pinnacle. How could he fail to sense killing intent?
He has no intention of killing me. Does that mean he wants to capture me instead?
Countless thoughts flashed through Merlin's mind in an instant.
If the man would not kill him, there was still a chance.
At that moment, Merlin glanced out of the corner of his eye at Rhys beside him, dressed in an elegant white gown. This beautiful young woman, his fiancée, had gone deathly pale and was trembling all over. She clearly had not expected anything like