129 Tragic II

"Die!"

Merlin's speed rose and approached the silver-haired old man unexpectedly. Even Merlin could see the horror on the silver-haired old man's face.

"Dark Mist!"

Without any hesitation, Merlin cast Dark Mist, not once but thrice, enveloping the entire cave.

"Dark Mist. Hehe. You think you can bring me into a hallucination?"

The silver-haired old man's voice was sharp as he guffawed. At the same time, Merlin sensed a powerful Mind Power exploding instantly and tearing Dark Mist apart.

Although Dark Mist could cause others to fall into an endless hallucination, it was only targeted at those with weak Mind Power. Meanwhile, this silver-haired old man had attained the legacy of a Shaman where he possessed exceptionally powerful Mind Power. The Mind Power he had now had even reached the peak of a Second-level Spell Caster, slightly approaching the Mind Power of a Third-level Spell Caster.