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The attack of the blood spear and the counterattack of the Moon Goddess were completed almost in an instant.

Weber set up a barrier the moment the unknown existence and the Moon Goddess fought, hiding what had just happened under the barrier. He looked at the Moon Goddess in the sky with some resentment. This guy really had no scruples when he started fighting.

But all gods are like this, and Weber can't go up and question the Moon Goddess. But why is it that every time something like this happens, it's related to that kid Merlin?

Merlin asked in his heart with a serious expression: "Was that blood spear aimed at me just now?"

Selene asked back with a hint of curiosity: "What else? I'm also curious, how did you provoke those guys? They actually resorted to such means to kill you."

Merlin knew that this matter was not suitable to be discussed at this moment, so he said: "Let's discuss this privately when we get back. Let's deal with official business first."

Afterwards, the two ended their conversation according to the words they had agreed upon in advance.

Finally, Merlin said to the Moon Goddess as if she were an old friend: "Okay, I'll contact you if I have anything later."

The moon goddess Selene also readily agreed.

The situation before them made Elsa, Stacy and Lucy speechless. They were full of speculation and doubts about Merlin's identity, and even suspected that Merlin was the biological son of the Moon Goddess.

Elsa felt that her worldview was completely shattered. She screamed hysterically: "This can't be true. It must be witchcraft or sorcery! How could the Moon Goddess..."

There was a hint of fear and anger in her eyes, as if everything happening before her was a blasphemy against her beliefs and cognition.

Merlin just smiled mysteriously, looked at Elsa's angry expression, put a finger to his mouth and made a gesture of silence, "This is a little secret between me and the Moon Goddess."

This answer made Elsa tremble with anger, but she was helpless.

Stacy looked at Merlin with admiration, while Lillia had the same shocked and bewildered look as her teacher.

As for Lucy, her brain was completely confused and she had completely become a fan girl of Merlin. This was the truly powerful High Priest of the Moon. It was amazing that she could have such a conversation with His Majesty the Moon.

Merlin turned around, a trace of sadness appeared on his slightly smiling face, and his eyes revealed a trace of worry. He knew that this crisis that seemed to be easily resolved by the Moon Goddess was just the tip of the iceberg.

That existence that can control those with the blood of the God of War and summon such a terrifying blood spear, that familiar breath, is it the Ancient God Cult?

The death of his original body has always been like a shadow hanging over him. Merlin thought that after becoming the president of the Student Union of the Arcane Academy, the crisis had been resolved, but he did not expect that the ancient gods were involved behind this.

Who wants to kill him?

In the back mountain of the Arcane Academy, a black crow was like a ghost in the dark night, its cold eyes fixed on the academy.

As the Moon Goddess's silhouette gradually disappeared into the depths of the night sky, wisps of black smoke began to appear around the strange crow. The smoke seemed to have life, spreading and entangling rapidly, eventually swallowing it whole.

In a subtle twisting wave, the crow completely turned into black smoke and disappeared into nothingness, leaving only the night sky with an indescribable gloom and loneliness.

At the same time, in the upper area of the Arcane City, in a secret room inside the magnificent building of the Dawn Chamber of Commerce, Andor, the second prince of the Dawn Empire, who was lying on a luxurious chair, slowly opened his deep and sinister eyes like a disturbed dormant dragon.

He raised his head slightly, looked at the dome of the secret room, and sighed softly. The sigh echoed in the silent space, as if filled with endless unwillingness and regret: "Failed again? It's really an unexpected development. Merlin, why are you so hard to kill?"

At this moment, Ruger, Andorra's personal bodyguard, pushed open the door with steady and slightly heavy steps. With a hint of reluctance on his face, he stepped aside to let an old man in a gray robe walk into the room, and then silently closed the door, standing guard outside the door like a loyal statue.

Andor raised his hand slightly, pointed at the chair beside him, and asked the old man in gray robe to take a seat. The old man in gray robe seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious shadow, hiding his entire body under the loose and shabby clothes, making it difficult to see his true face.

The only thing that could tell that he was an old man was the strong, almost tangible smell of "decay" emanating from his entire body. The smell seemed to have seeped out from an ancient tomb, permeating the air and making people feel sick.

"I failed again. I was only one step away." Andor's tone seemed calm, but his slightly trembling fingers and clenched teeth revealed the raging anger in his heart. This anger was like a volcano about to erupt, stirring under the calm appearance.

The gray-robed old man was slightly shocked when he heard the words. He could naturally sense the rage hidden behind Andor's words. Without any hesitation, he knelt on one knee and said in a hoarse and low voice: "Sorry, Your Highness, it was our mistake." His tone was full of guilt and self-blame, without any excuse or excuse.

Andor stood up slowly, his tall and slightly thin body casting a long shadow under the dim light of the secret room. His loose collar was slightly open, and the traces of stitches on his neck were faintly visible in the shadows, like hideous centipedes crawling on his skin.

"How long do I have to wait? Next year will be the day of the Dawn Empire's blood baptism. If I don't have the Eye of the God of War, I won't be able to completely control this patched body!" His voice was filled with a hint of anxiety and eagerness, echoing in the secret room, as if it was a roar against the injustice of fate.

The gray-robed old man was still kneeling on the ground, his head lowered, but his tone was a little calmer: "Don't worry, Your Highness... It is almost impossible to kill Merlin in the Arcane Academy now, and Merlin's eyes seem to have awakened. Even if they are dug out, they may not fit Your Highness' body."

Andor turned around abruptly, and his angry eyes shot at the gray-robed old man like sharp arrows: "This plan was proposed by you! What do you mean by this?" His roar was deafening in the small space, carrying with it unquestionable majesty and questioning.

The gray-robed old man slowly raised his head, a barely perceptible light flashed in his cloudy eyes. He kowtowed again and said respectfully: "Your Highness, don't worry, maybe we don't need Merlin's eyes."

"If we don't want Merlin's eyes, whose eyes do we want? His father, didn't you say that his bloodline is too weak to awaken the Eye of the God of War?" Andor frowned, his face full of confusion and anger.

The gray-robed old man raised his lips slightly, revealing an evil and mysterious smile: "Of course it's not his. In fact, there may be another place where the Eye of the God of War can be found."

Andor was startled for a moment, then calmed down, staring at the gray-robed old man, waiting for his next words. The gray-robed old man stood up, and his hoarse voice echoed in the secret room, like a devil's whisper: "The ancestral land of the Leo family!"

"Ancestral land?!" Andor frowned slightly, and the past of the Rio family instantly emerged in his mind. Now the leaders of the Rio family have already paid all the compensation to their Xiguang Chamber of Commerce. The invisible black hand behind the bankruptcy of the Rio family is Andor.

The conflicts of interest and conspiracy calculations involved are like a huge and complex web, and at this moment, this web seems to extend in an even more mysterious direction.