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The slave ring is made of special alchemical materials and is engraved with complex runes.

Once worn around the slave's neck, it can suppress the slave's magic through the magic of the runes, making it impossible for the slave to cast magic to resist.

At the same time, it can also restrain the slave's mental power, so that the slave's thinking and actions are controlled by the master.

What's even more terrifying is that the master can decide the life or death of the slave through specific magical instructions.

As long as the master has a thought, the slave ring can cause an explosion and directly blow the slave's head to pieces. The method is extremely cruel.

Nowadays in the continent of Aize, the use of inhumane things like slave rings has been strictly prohibited, but the man in front of me is wearing one, which is really puzzling.

Seeing everyone's shocked faces, Merlin quickly explained, "Don't get me wrong, I didn't ask him to bring it. This was a joint decision made by the Aize Federation, the Dawn Empire, and the Judges Association."

Everyone present turned their eyes to the guy wearing the slave ring, their hearts full of doubts. They really couldn't understand what kind of heinous crime he had committed that these three forces decided to make him wear a slave ring.

Merlin sighed helplessly and continued, "If he hadn't worn the slave ring, there would have been no way for him to get out. I went through so much trouble just to get him out and help, and I even promised him a lot of benefits."

"Who are you?" The more Harrington looked at this person, the more familiar he felt, and he couldn't help but ask.

The middle-aged man smiled faintly and said frankly, "Kelvin Rhodes."

"Kelvin Rhodes!" This name was like a bombshell, stirring up a thousand waves in everyone's hearts.

Everyone present was shocked. They didn't expect it to be him. How could such a heinous person be brought out by Merlin?

Everyone couldn't help but secretly wonder how much energy Merlin possessed now to be able to accomplish such a seemingly impossible task.

At the same time, new doubts arose in everyone's mind. What exactly did Merlin want to do that he would resort to such means to summon the three alchemy masters here?

“Boom boom boom—”

There was a timely knock on the door, breaking the brief silence in the room.

Kim Henry and Alison walked in dragging two large suitcases. As soon as they entered the door, they saw their teacher Harrington and Vice Dean Jenny. They were immediately startled and stopped in their tracks unconsciously.

Garant followed the two men and saw them suddenly stop. He asked in confusion, "What's going on? Why don't you go in?"

As he spoke, he stuck his head out and looked into the room. After seeing who was inside, he was also frightened.

"What's wrong? Why don't you go in?" A queen-like voice sounded behind the three of them.

Garant looked back and was startled again. He saw Agatha Morton, the dean of the School of Arts at the Arcane Academy, and Michelle Wenzel, the dean of the School of Secrets, appearing behind them.

Merlin saw this and hurried forward, pushing open the door. He smiled and greeted everyone, saying, "Everyone is here."

Merlin then introduced everyone present to each other one by one.

Kim Henry, Alison, and Garant felt as if they were in a dream.

They sat down on the chairs cautiously, their bodies slightly stiff, looking around nervously and awkwardly.

They knew very well that they were just unknown people and had no virtue or ability to participate in such a gathering of big shots. They felt both excited and terrified.

Vice Dean Jenny's gaze swept across the room full of people of all kinds, finally landing on Merlin. She couldn't help but ask, "Merlin, what on earth is going on that requires you to call all of us out, and even require the help of three alchemy masters?"

Harrington also looked at Merlin. "Yes, Merlin, I'm really curious. What exactly is this Project of the Century you're talking about? Is it going to start a war? If these people in this room were to come together and start a war to annihilate a nation, I'm afraid they would be more than enough."

Merlin quickly waved his hands and said with a smile, "How could that be? I'm a peace-loving person. I invited you all here this time for an extremely grand plan, a plan that will go down in history, even create history."

When everyone heard this, they instantly became interested.

They have long known that Merlin has a unique style of doing things and often does some unexpected "sassy" things, but this time he actually claimed to make history, which aroused everyone's curiosity.

"Make history? What a big tone! I'd like to hear what exactly you want to do." Gust, who was wearing a two-dimensional wife shirt, crossed his arms and snorted disdainfully.

Kelvin Rhodes's eyes fell on the 2D Wife shirt that Gust was wearing, and he wondered to himself, "What's that picture on it? It's pretty. Yeah, I can print my daughter's picture on my clothes."

Just then, Merlin cleared his throat and said, "I wonder if you have ever heard of the Oberon civilization."

"Oberon civilization!" After Merlin said this, everyone present was shocked and their faces showed a mixture of shock and confusion.

This name was occasionally mentioned in the historical legends and ancient texts of the Aize continent, but it was always shrouded in mystery. They really couldn't figure out what the connection was between Merlin's mention of this mysterious civilization and his so-called grand plan to create history.

In the long history of the continent of Azer, the Oberon civilization is like a mysterious and brilliant star. Although it has disappeared in the mist of time, it has left behind countless fascinating legends and traces.

According to legend, the Oberon civilization is a great civilization formed by many races including humans, orcs, elves, dwarves, and sirens.

In that distant era, all races put aside disputes and prejudices, worked together, and built an unprecedented united society.

The Oberon civilization possesses an extremely splendid culture.

Their literary works, whether it is the delicate poetry of the human race or the epic of the beastman race full of power and heroism, are all carefully recorded on special parchment scrolls and ancient stone tablets.

These words are not only a description of life, but also a heritage of wisdom, which contains profound thoughts on the universe, life and the mysteries of magic.

In the field of art, Oberon civilization has reached the pinnacle of perfection.

The elves, with their extraordinary aesthetic sense and exquisite skills, have carved magnificent sculptures. Each sculpture seems to contain life, with delicate lines and lively postures, as if telling ancient stories.

The dwarves use their ingenious forging skills to create exquisite handicrafts. These works are not only practical, but also artistic treasures that combine strength and beauty.

The poetry art of the human race uses words to outline the prosperous scene of Oberon civilization.