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The humans who had been dispersed by the magic energy had gradually returned to this area. To leave and come back would have been an abrupt experience in the lives of these people, but the fear of witchcraft energy is all human instinct, just as one fears the dark, the deep, the high skies, and fear is the mechanism of self-protection that is rooted in the genes of man. No one was able to sense that there was something special about these two migrations. It was as if it was natural for them to have left this place before.

But even when people returned to this generation, the plant that had once been occupied by the Black Tower was still empty, and the government did not seem to have decided what to make of the abandoned plant.

"Is this my old home?" Merlin asked Mountain who was behind him. The rest of his underlings had already been dismissed by the mountain at Merlin's behest.

"Yes." "To be precise, it is your temporary stronghold, and your home should be far away in Europe."

"Europe, it's a long way. I've seen it in magazines." Merlin said another sentence that could not be understood by the mountains.

Merlin was discharged from the hospital and accompanied by Mountain to the factory. Before leaving, he had Big Mountain put some change on the bed as a reward for buying the magazine for the young nurse. As for the treatment fees, he had no choice but to pay them back. As a person who had just been born into this world, Merlin was currently unfathomable.

"A lot of people have died here." he said to the mountain.

"Yeah." Big Mountain replied. He had seen quite a few women die in order to feed the Magus King's blood.

"Many, many, many innocent lives wither here." Merlin's voice suddenly became sorrowful. He was feeling the hatred left behind by the dead in the air. This hatred would eventually entangle and condense into a terrifying specter.

It was unknown whether or not it was due to psychological effects, but Mountain shrank back, feeling a chill down his spine. Although it was very weak, there was still a tiny amount of energy in his body. It was this energy that had stopped him from stuttering, and allowed him to sense the change in the atmosphere. However, Mountain did not realize this.

From the moment Magus King stepped foot inside this place, the resentment in the air started to rage. Countless lives had been lost here, and most of them had died because of him.

"So that's how it is." He did not need any lecturers. As long as he stepped in, as long as he was in this ordinary factory, Merlin would be able to sense his past when he smelled the blood in the air.

"In the past, I was so greedy. I was so evil." Merlin raised one of his arms, and a dark purple energy circulated around it. "Disregarding all life as grass, in an attempt to play with fate in the palm of my hand."

The dark purple energy contained an aura that humans loathed. The mountain behind Merlin suddenly covered his mouth in pain – he wanted to vomit. He wanted to run away from this place and stay as far away from the purple energy as possible.

Mountain did not recognize the mystery behind this ball of energy. Although he could see traces of energy in the air by relying on the weak magic energy in his body, he had yet to understand the basics of magic.

The energy in Merlin's hands spread out, twisting and forming a human shape in front of him.

As the energy of the face gradually became clearer, a figure of himself from the past appeared before him.

"Magus King, hello." Merlin smiled and greeted his past self.

Behind Merlin, Big Mountain breathed out in large mouthfuls of air. The dark purple energy that had been forcing him to do so had already disappeared, but the intense discomfort still remained in his body.

Merlin reached out and touched the body formed by energy. He had lost his memory, but he had not lost his strength. Merlin could easily awaken a part of himself in a place full of the past he had left behind.

As long as he inserted his hand into the brain of the energy body in front of him, he would be able to awaken a part of the personality of the "King of Greed and Sickle".

But he only touched the head of the body of energy and did nothing.

Looking at his past self, he had already achieved this goal and was no longer prepared to do anything else.

That was the personality of the "King of Greed and Sickle", wanting to snatch back his body.

Merlin snapped his fingers in the air, and the maddened body of energy vanished into thin air.

He had finally welcomed his new self with great difficulty, so why did he need to return to his previous personality? After seeing his past self, Merlin had already confirmed one point — "The King of the Greed and Sickle" was an old work that had failed, but "Merlin" was far stronger than "The King of the Greed and Sickle"!

Firstly, "Greed and the King of Sickle" absorbed the "Savage and the King of Mammoths", and then, the "Greed and the King of Sickle" and the supreme blood combined defeated the "Greed and the King of Sickle" personality.

Not only did he look youthful, but his soul also looked brand-new!

Rest in peace, Greed and the King of Sickle, didn't you waste so much energy just to guide me to appear?

Merlin smiled and said goodbye to his old self.

The pain was gone, replaced by an indescribable sense of comfort. Mountain's breathing calmed down.

"To thank you for your loyalty, I will accept you as my last disciple." Merlin smiled.

Putong. Big Mountain kneeled down heavily on the ground. Just as he had thought, welcoming the return of the Magus King was a dangerous as well as an opportunity!

"I used to have eleven disciples." Merlin said. He knew all of this from Mountain, and he could tell that Mountain was not lying to him.

"From today on, you will be ranked twelfth, and the name that I bestow upon you is —"

Peter, Yue Han, Andrea, Jacob... These were not their real names. After becoming the disciples of the Magus King, they bid farewell to their past self forever.

Big Mountain was no exception.

"— Judas."

"Judas, this is the name I've given you." Merlin's finger tapped on Mountain's forehead.