I swung a sword at Hogwarts

"Merlin can be me, but I don't have to be that Merlin." Merlin smiled, "So you can also be Merlin."

"I can confirm that I am not the incarnation of Merlin," John did not want to be someone else, she said, "My name is John Wick."

"It seems you like this name very much." Merlin walked in front.

Avalon, known as the utopia, slowly unfolds before John's eyes.

Just like the world of death, this world is independent of the original world, or it can be said to be a world beyond it.

The master of this world is magic.

Merlin is the god of magic.

"There's Merlin in every magical world?"

John quickened his pace and walked beside Merlin, "So Merlin was born with magic?"

"Think of it this way," Merlin clapped his hands, and an oak staff fell down, "but it usually comes with a mission."

"There are some unexpected places, such as the Gate of Things." Merlin shrugged, "Your teacher is a great man, he deserves my respect."

The Gate of Things is the manifestation of all trading rules, and it is also the lifelong pursuit of the alchemist.

Merlin arrived at his destination, a tall tower.

But to John's surprise, the tower was the same as the magic tower.

He frowned and followed Merlin inside.

Inside the tower, a huge oak tree grows.

There was a human-shaped vacancy in the oak tree. Merlin walked in and the oak tree enveloped him, leaving only his face exposed.

"You are the Witch King, John." Merlin said profoundly, "You have advanced magic, why do you choose to bear all this by yourself?"

"Because I am the Witch-King," said John.

"You are like Pendragon," Merlin said with a wink, "a king."

"Maybe being Merlin wouldn't be such a bad thing for you."

"Sorry, John Wick, no intention of being someone else."

John refuses Merlin's second invitation.

Merlin didn't force it. As the God of Magic, he was the one with the highest attainments in magic.

So he said, "Then let me see your utopia."

John raised his hand, and in his left hand, the Elder Wand slowly materialized.

Merlin praised: "You learn quickly."

Since it is an ideal place, everything magical can be made concrete.

John called forth the Elder Wand, raising it and waving it.

The mist enveloped the tower.

Then, the surroundings began to turn white.

John waved his wand again and everything around him became blurry.

The blue planet appeared before our eyes.

Merlin stayed in the oak tree, watching with great interest.

"What do you call this utopia?"

"Brain Civic."

John glanced at Merlin, "Avalon is your brain Civic?"

Since the other party calls the Brain Civic an utopia, then Avalon also has similarities with the Brain Civic.

Merlin didn't nod. He just looked around and said with emotion: "Even by Merlin's standards, you are the best."

"Thank you for the compliment. I'm more curious as to why you stayed in the tree?"

"Then why are you staying in your seat?" Merlin asked back.

John was speechless. Merlin really left him speechless.

"This world, and even this universe, operates according to certain rules."

Merlin said, "Magic is just one of those energies."

"So you put yourself into the oak tree as an amplification to maximize this energy?"

It turned out that he was not the first person to do this. John could only say that smart wizards all had similar ideas.

"Let me see your world," Merlin urged John. "I haven't been here for a long time."

"You have so many clones, but none of them went to see you?"

"They are also divided into strong and weak," Merlin said, "even the most beautiful Avalon will become boring after looking at it for a long time."

John reached out and pressed his hand on the blue planet.

Everything around is wrapped in the planet.

A city appeared on the ocean.

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Chapter 852: The Witch King, Merlin's Beard

In this place, time is infinitely slowed down.

It’s a wonderful perspective.

It looked as if time had stopped all over the world.

John saw a bubble flying in the sky and he poked it with his finger.

Run your fingers through the bubbles.

Merlin, who was standing next to him, also reached out his hand, but his fingers burst the bubble.

A hole appeared in the middle of the bubble, and it broke at an almost motionless speed.

"How did you do it?" John frowned. He was a consciousness, so he couldn't penetrate the bubble.

But Merlin is in the same utopia as himself, but he can interfere with things in this world.

"You can think of me as an intervention that jumps out of this world," Merlin taught without reservation, like a diligent teacher, "Utopia is to build a brand new world. This world may be lower than the dimension of the original world, or higher than the dimension of this world."

"You have traveled to another world before, so you should know that the power generated by the intersection of celestial bodies can cause different worlds to touch each other."

"It's like a miracle," Merlin smiled and shook his fingers. "Magic is this kind of miracle."

John pondered for a moment, then suddenly held up two fingers.

Pinch the popped bubble.

The originally broken hole was pinched back into place by him.

Merlin was stunned. He laughed and said, "Haha, look at you, Witch King."

"Merlin's beard." John responded with a smile.

The two people teased each other.

They don't seem like wizards who have spanned thousands of years, but more like a pair of friends who have known each other for a long time.

"You have already mastered too many things," Merlin stroked his beard, "all the knowledge that was considered taboo was just the nutrients you greedily absorbed."

"It's just relying on powerful forces."

John shook his head. Unlike Merlin's rule of bursting the stop bubble, John used his own magic power, which might have reached level 9.

Magical rampage plus the magic tower and the eternal witch king's throne.

John is getting very close to level 9, even reaching it.

He may not be able to be called a god, but he can be called a demigod, there is no problem with that.

Merlin admired the Witch King of the magical world very much. As a legendary wizard living in Avalon, he had not met someone like John for a long time.

"Power comes first, have you forgotten?" Merlin said to John.

John paused and smiled, "Yeah, strength comes first."

"Great Merlin, I have questions that need answers." John and Merlin walked in the Wizard City, and everything here was frozen.

"Regarding Dragon Field, why did the Ice Box appear there?" John asked out of confusion.

The most bizarre thing he has encountered in this world is the existence of the Ice Box.

That thing completely surpasses the power of this world and can even turn the entire planet into a piece of ice.

The appearance of such a thing in a world where the highest level is nothing more than nuclear weapons is like a grenade with the safety pin pulled out in a fight between rats.

Since that thing passed through the hands of two Merlins successively, then Merlin of Avalon must know something.

"Ice Box?" When it came to this thing, Merlin needed to think for a while before he could remember it.

He stood in front of a barbecue restaurant, smelled the meat inside, and said, "If I tell you that it was brought down by God...what would you do?"

"The kind of Grim Reaper?" John inquired.

Merlin shook his head, "No, it's different."

"You can regard it as a higher life, an existence like you." Merlin looked up at the magic tower where all the flames were frozen and shrinking. The dazzling magic tower was brilliant and colorful.

"Those 'gods' have different civilizations and great powers,"

"You should have seen the Rainbow Bridge. The operation of that energy is far beyond the technology of this world."

A civilization called 'gods'?

John got the answer and looked up at Merlin's not-so-tall back. "Will they come back?"

"Who knows?" Merlin shrugged and said, "There are always many secrets in this world, even God cannot know them all."

"Long life and power," Merlin said. "Compared to theirs, the life of this world is pitifully short."

“Oh, you’re not in that group.”

Merlin looked strange, "To be honest, I don't understand why you are so alive."

"One thousand years? Two thousand years? Or even longer?"

Merlin sighed: "You have something that countless people pursue, but you are not happy."

"I've lived too long, witnessed births and deaths," John deadpanned, "I've seen my family and friends die, and I've seen their families change from being pious at first to being rebellious and dark."

"You are afraid of betrayal, Witch King." Merlin turned to look at John, with pity in his eyes, "You are a great Witch King, but no matter how great a person is, he cannot fight against the human heart."

"Yes, I am afraid of that, Merlin."

John looked around at these young, old, and young faces, and he murmured to himself: "The human heart is far darker than the abyss."

"I am used to seeing loyalty, but history tells me that no matter how outstanding a monarch is, betrayal is inevitable."

He left behind ten rings, which might maintain the stability of the wizarding world for a hundred or two hundred years.

But when enough time has passed, those who are vying for power will emerge.

Weasley, Longbottom, Greengrass, Malfoy, Diggory, Edgar, Delacour, and Ledislay.

Ancient Alliance, Silver Hand Alliance

These families that hold the rings have innate powers that surpass other wizards.

Conflict will also begin with the death of the generation that was friendly with each other.

This is inevitable. The first generation of every dynasty has unprecedented unity and prosperity.

History cannot give you advanced knowledge, but it can help you find experience from historical failures.

Perhaps one day in the future, John will personally destroy the bloodline of his friend because of something a certain family did.