A Royal Storm 5
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
"Tire myself to death?"
Merlin looked at the white fog around him. Indeed, in the unending white fog, it did not matter how many almighty beasts he had killed. Only by finding the weakness of Farron's Mirror Talent would he be able to break it. That was the correct way to win the battle.
As a result, Merlin stopped attacking. Although killing dozens of almighty beasts would only consume a little of his energy, that amount would slowly build up. He stopped moving and let these mirrored almighty beasts attack him.
"Bang bang bang."
Each of these mirrored almighty beasts was incredibly powerful and was equivalent to eighty percent of the almighty beast's power. That was already extremely terrifying. With these dozens or so almighty beasts, they could easily destroy city after city.