The Blackfire King

"This…"

Merlin stared with mouth agape at his environment. The familiar tenth floor had already vanished, and where he was at now was, in fact, a lavish place, surrounded by transparent veluriyam.

When he looked down below, he could see everything that was beneath him. He was no longer on the tenth floor or to be more accurate, he had never been on the tenth floor.

"Teacher, where have you brought me to?"

Merlin asked softly.

"No, you've been here the entire time – the sixteenth floor. In fact, when you left the ninth floor, you were handed over to me on the sixteenth floor."

"What? The sixteenth floor?"

Merlin's expression changed significantly. He knew that the Mind Tower only had sixteen floors in total, and even now, the number of Spell Casters who had reached the sixteenth floor could be counted on one's fingers. He had directly come to the sixteenth floor from the ninth floor.