In the manor of the eighth prince, there were many spellcasters gathered in the hall at this time, which was almost the most powerful amount that the eighth prince could gather.

These casters all had solemn expressions and solemn expressions.

The eighth prince's fingers tapped lightly on the table, his gaze swept over the many spellcasters one by one, and then said in a deep voice: "Everyone, I just got the news that two spellcasters have come to the fourth prince's manor, Master Tanin and Master Morstone!"

Hearing this, some of the spellcasters in the hall showed a hint of strangeness on their faces, obviously they were also very familiar with these two spellcasters.

"It's Tanin and Morstone, two old monsters!"

"These two people are at least three hundred years old, right? Tsk, they haven't joined any spellcaster organization, and they don't have a spellcaster family, tsk, they have no worries, they are cruel by nature, and because of some small contradictions, they have wiped out five spell caster families, thousands of spell caster families, and all of them have been killed!"

Many spellcasters know the great names of these two spellcasters, and they are also eighth-level mages, powerful, without any concerns, and cruel methods, and ordinary spellcaster organizations don't want to provoke these two.

I didn't expect to be attracted by the fourth prince now.

Seeing everyone's expressions, the eighth prince's face sank slightly, and he continued: "There is even worse news, the fourth prince is going to do it to us in a few days, when His Majesty summons the royal family to hunt!"

"Boom".

The news was like a burst of thunder, turning the faces of many spellcasters pale.

Some of these spellcasters took the initiative to take refuge in the eighth prince for just some benefits, while others were used by the eighth prince by various means. forcibly pulled to the command to serve.

Although they all know the Tao. In the future, it is inevitable that a big war will break out with the four princes. But I didn't expect it to come so quickly.

However, from the perspective of the fourth prince, a few days later is indeed the best time. With the two eighth-level spellcasters of Tanin and Morstone, plus several core mages under his command, it is almost the most powerful moment for the fourth prince, so he naturally wants to take this opportunity to take action against the eighth prince in order to control the situation in the royal capital.

After all, apart from the eighth prince, the only ones who want to compete for the throne are the ninth prince and the thirteenth prince. They are all far away from the royal capital, and they can't threaten the four princes for the time being.

Seeing that the many mages below were silent, the eighth prince's voice became deeper and lower: "Fellow mages, what do you think?"

The Fourth Prince had recruited two eighth-level mages, which made many mages who knew the power of the Eighth Prince faintly feel a trace of despair.

After a long time, a mage stepped forward and said, "Your Royal Highness the Eighth Prince, no matter what, we must prepare early!"

"Yes, you really have to prepare early!"

The eighth prince paused, then stood up sharply. There was a hint of confidence on his face, and he said loudly: "The fourth prince is prepared. Aren't I prepared? Tanin and Morstone, naturally there are people to deal with, you all have to be prepared when you go down, you can't have the slightest luck, and quietly wait for the decisive battle in a few days!"

"Decisive battle!"

Everyone was slightly shocked in their hearts, it was the first time that the eighth prince and the fourth prince had been fighting openly and secretly for so many years, and it was the first time they had used such resolute words.

However, the confident tone of the eighth prince also made some spellcasters feel a little relieved, since the eighth prince has been able to fight with the fourth prince for so many years, how could he not be prepared?

So, many of the casters slowly left the hall and went down to prepare, quietly waiting for the battle that might break out in a few days.

By the time many of the spellcasters had left, only three rank 7 mages remained, and they all had their eyes on the eighth prince.

"Your Royal Highness the Eighth Prince, I heard that Master Leo has arrived?"

The eighth prince nodded and said, "Yes, Master Leo has arrived, Tanin and Morstone, I'm afraid I have to ask Master Leo!"

Hearing that the eighth prince was going to hand over the two eighth-level spellcasters Tanin and Morstone to Mage Leo, who was only a sixth-level spellcaster, the three seventh-level spellcasters all frowned slightly, and a trace of worry appeared on their faces.

"Your Royal Highness the Eighth Prince, is it too difficult for Master Leo to deal with two eighth-level spellcasters?

"Faith?"

The eighth prince's eyes flickered, and he shook his head slightly and said: "I don't have any confidence, but at this point, I can only give it a go, except for Master Leo, who of you is willing to deal with Tanin and Morstone?"

These three seventh-level spellcasters naturally knew how powerful Tanin and Master Morstone were, and they all shook their heads slightly.

"Alright, now let's go to Master Leo and talk to him about the decisive battle in a few days. Let's go, and you can come with me to meet Master Leo!"

After the eighth prince finished speaking, he left the hall with the three seventh-level spellcasters.

"Buzz".

Merlin's sea of knowledge shook slightly, and then, the rich earth elements frantically poured into the sea of knowledge, and a new spell model quickly operated, absorbing these earth elements one after another and transforming them into mana.

"Level 3 Earth Spell, Perfect Armor!

Merlin let out a long sigh of relief, and took two pairs of Mokora potions in succession, his mental power did increase a lot, but it still took a long time to simulate the Perfect Armor.

At this time, in the sea of Merlin Knowledge, there were various colors of light, and if you could see it with your eyes, you would be surprised to find that each of these colorful lights represented a spell model.

From zero-level spells to third-level spells, there are already a total of twenty-one spell models!

Merlin is a six-line spellcaster, six zero-level spell models, six first-level spell models, six second-level spell models, plus the newly constructed third-level spells Dark Vortex, Condensed Fire, and Perfect Armor, exactly twenty-one spells!

Unconsciously, Merlin has gone from being a rookie mage to now building twenty-one spell models, and a large number of spell models are quietly in the sea of knowledge, just like building blocks, stacked layer by layer, which looks extremely spectacular.

Especially with so many spell models, they are still absorbing the elements, converting them into mana and storing them in the spell model, and twenty-one spell models absorb the elements together, which almost forms a small elemental storm.

However, in the sea of knowledge, these elements are absorbed and transformed by various spell models in an orderly manner.

With so many spell models, there will be fourth-level spells, fifth-level spells, sixth-level spells, and even ninth-level spells in the future, and the number of spell models at that time is unimaginable.

The archmage, on the other hand, is a fusion spell, and these spell models in the sea of knowledge will also be fused together, and the difficulty of this can be roughly imagined even if the caster of the fusion spell has not yet reached the fusion spell, he can roughly imagine how difficult it will be.

"No wonder the number of archmages is so scarce!"

Merlin shook his head slightly, the archmage was too far away from him, and immediately threw these thoughts out of his mind.

After waiting for a while, looking at the spell model of the Perfect Armor in the sea of knowledge, which could already be released once or twice, Merlin quickly released the Perfect Armor.

Merlin has high expectations for the Perfect Armor, and with the Perfect Armor, his safety can be greatly guaranteed.

"Perfect Armor!"

An earthy yellow light flickered rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, Merlin's body quickly condensed an earthy yellow armor.

This armor is extremely heavy, wrapping Merlin's whole body in it, saying that it is armor, but it is actually an illusory light, without any dead ends, and attacks from any angle will be resisted by the perfect armor.

Merlin stood up gently, feeling the power of the perfect armor, this perfect armor was originally only a third-level spell, although the defense is extremely strong, it is not easy to be called "perfect", but no matter how strong the third-level spell is, there is a limit.

But if you add the Molten Earth Magic Energy that Merlin cultivated, it will be very different, it can greatly increase the strength of the Perfect Armor several times, so that its defense power has been greatly improved, and it is almost not the strength of the seventh-level spell, and it will not be able to break through the defense of the Perfect Armor at all.

In a sense, the current Perfect Armor is almost Merlin's strongest means, below level seven, there is almost no strength that can hurt him.

Of course, if some casters also have magical powers, such as Wizard Leo's Eye of Darkness, Merlin's Perfect Armor will have little effect even if it has the amplification of Molten Earth.

After Merlin felt the power of the Perfect Armor a little, he made a new discovery, the mana consumed by the Perfect Armor turned out to be very rare, except for the huge amount of mana required to release the Perfect Armor at the beginning, it only took a little mana to maintain the Perfect Armor.

This also greatly increases the caster's combat time without consuming too much mana.

"Now, I dare to face any spellcaster below level seven!"

Merlin's heart was full of confidence, and after building the Perfect Armor and ensuring his own safety, he truly felt his strength.

Now, he can be called a powerful spellcaster!

Even, after he became a fourth-level spellcaster, he was able to fight with a seventh-level spellcaster, and maybe, like the legend of Nikolai, as a fourth-level caster, kill a seventh-level caster!

"Somebody's coming!"

Merlin had woken up, and his mental power was always paying attention to the situation outside, and he immediately noticed the arrival of some strangers outside the courtyard, and then Merlin also pushed open the door and saw the four people walking towards the courtyard.

"His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince!"

Merlin swept his eyes and saw clearly that the person at the head was the eighth prince, and the three spellcasters who followed behind the eighth prince were also the three seventh-level spellcasters that Merlin had met at the beginning.

The eighth prince came with three seventh-level spellcasters, and something big must have happened. (To be continued......)