Unlike the Ice Magic that almost changed the structure of the Sivalentine Capital not long ago, the burning golden flames immediately made Vivian think of the True God praised by many, embodying justice and righteousness.
Vivian couldn't recognize what magic this was, nor had anyone ever recorded a similar spell.
She glanced inadvertently at Ethan. She wondered if Ave-Margaret felt the same way when she arrived at the execution platform in the Imperial Capital, witnessing her father falsely accused and about to be executed.
But for the enemy soldiers wailing across the field, the fireballs falling from the sky awakened the fear within them.
"Retreat quickly, it's Merlin!"
"Merlin has returned!"
Crying out from the crowd arose, for in their understanding, only the Great Guardian of the Gallog Dynasty could unleash such disaster-like elemental magic.
If Merlin weren't dead, no one would dare wage war against the Gallog Dynasty.
