Graham was an expert at the First Spirit Core level.
Logically, it should have been impossible for Merlin—just a kid at the Fourth Spirit Core level—to trap him in an illusion.
But strangely enough, the kid had done it. Graham was completely trapped inside the illusion Merlin created.
"No… this can't be! I must be mistaken!"
Unable to accept reality, he clenched his right fist and threw a punch at the Merlin in front of him.
Boom!
Merlin's figure shattered into pieces. The next second, Merlin reappeared, smiling.
"Sorry, Lord Graham. I don't have three Mythic-tier items, but I—"
Boom!
"Sorry, Lord Graham, I—"
Boom!
Graham kept attacking again and again until, without realizing it, he completely lost his mind.
***
"Phew… finally finished perfectly…"
Merlin opened his eyes. His purple pupils had turned pitch black.
A moment later, they returned to normal. He smiled as he looked at Graham, who stood before him with a blank, dazed expression.
