Jason was silent for a moment. After listening to Deathstroke, he pondered, then showed a furious expression:
"So, no matter what I say, you won't believe it. You've already decided that I'm the mastermind and want to pin an imaginary crime on me? Kama Taiji is too dictatorial. In that case, let's speak with magic between mages!"
Su Ming shrugged. Who can you blame when you chose that code name yourself?
Oh well, it's time to boost the presence of the Supreme Enemy Mage in the Magic Realm.
Su Ming put away the Nightfall Greatsword, took out the Godslayer, which transformed into a golden Big Stick, and with a grand gesture, invited Jason to make the first move.
The Magic Floating Cloak was already prepared for defense, and the Strangulation transformed its entire armor into N Metal. Su Ming was indeed curious to see whether Jason's magic was stronger than Monac's.
But just as Su Ming was contemplating whether to let this unfortunate guy be lightly or heavily injured, a golden Teleportation Gate unfurled beside him. An elderly man with white hair and beard emerged, leaning on a staff. He adjusted his half-moon glasses and said with a smile to Su Ming, "Master, matters of the British Magical World should be settled by us British, don't you think?"
Su Ming sighed and put away the Big Stick in his hand: "Alright, Master of Mischief, don't accidentally kill him, since he's still of use."
"Hehehe... As you command." The Elder Master said with a cheerful smile, turning around and raising the long staff in his hand. What appeared as a mop handle began to shine and transform into a curved form with branches.
A massive red gemstone was embedded in the ring formed by the staff. After he quickly recited an incantation, not only did his magic extend faster than Jason's, but it also summoned a host of unmanned armor. These armors wielded various energy-based weapons, advancing towards Jason like ruffians.
Seeing the elder mage appear, Jason's expression turned unnatural, and upon seeing him replace Deathstroke, Jason shouted out.
"Master Merlin, you can't intervene in someone else's duel like this! It's not fair!"
The Elder Master chuckled, forming a hand seal and waving the staff to quicken the armor's steps: "He's the Supreme Mage, and I'm the Great Mage of the London Sanctuary. By stepping in for him, you're actually benefiting since your opponent's skill level has decreased."
"Damn it! You Kama Taiji cheats! You... ah! Ah! Ahoo!"
Jason's remaining words were drowned in cries of pain, mixed with the sound of weapons wielded by the armor. The Elder Master used magic to manifest magic-immune armored weapons and subsequently allowed them to self-manifest energy weapons, which left Su Ming quite baffled.
However, Su Ming managed to catch the name Jason had shouted: "You're Merlin? The Merlin who aided King Arthur? The All-Powerful Cosmic Guardian?"
"Hmm... Yes, it's Merlin, but what do you mean by 'All-Powerful Cosmic Guardian'?" The old man turned around, looking puzzled.
Su Ming furrowed his brow. This inquiry signified denial, but what did the denial actually imply?
'Not yet'?
'Never was'?
Or, worst of all, 'pretending not to be'?
However, he didn't say more, instead showing a smile: "Oh, why didn't you say so sooner? I've heard tales of Master Merlin, never thought I'd meet him right before my eyes."
"You never asked," the Master of Mischief, or rather the current Master Merlin, laughed: "You see, such opponents aren't worth your personal effort."
Watching Jason being battered by a conglomeration of golems wielding glowing heavy weapons, Su Ming felt something was amiss.
Then he realized the critical point.