I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

At this moment, the existence of the Witch King is connected with magic.

Magic lines were engraved on his skin, and magic power was poured into his eyes.

Every beating of the heart will trigger fluctuations in magic power.

His blood turned into a brilliant golden color, transcending mortal blood.

Still a human?

John didn't have an answer to this sentence either.

The brain was trembling wildly, as if it was about to collapse.

His consciousness ascends infinitely, beyond the Magic Tower, beyond the Wizarding City, beyond the Magic Kingdom, and beyond the sky.

Awareness that transcends everything and makes everything slow down.

A second in the eyes of ordinary people may be a day or a year in John's case, or it may be longer.

He opened his eyes again and looked around.

He has escaped from the magic tower.

The place where I am now is a forest, and the mist is floating like a world of death.

Even John didn't expect such a turn of events.

"Is it because my spirit has been sublimated and I have completely transcended the world?" John wondered to himself.

Wouldn’t that mean John’s physical death?

"No, no, you're still alive."

sound came.

John turned to look.

The voice came from the swamp.

On the swamp, an old man with a gray beard stood on the boat without stepping onto the land.

John had seen that look before.

He walked over and revealed the man's identity.

"Merlin."

He looked at Merlin and asked, "Where is this?"

"Where is it?" Merlin rested his chin on the oar and said thoughtfully, "You can call it Apple City, or of course you can call it Utopia."

"Utopia, Avalon?" John's eyes changed.

The legendary Utopia where Merlin is located.

"Are you the real Merlin?" After receiving this result, John felt a little ridiculous.

Have you ascended to your ideal land?

"You can also call me that." Merlin shrugged, "I don't know either."

John looked at Merlin's appearance and couldn't help but shake his head. These old wizards always like to show off.

"Okay, young Witch King, do you choose to stand here, or come with me across the swamp?"

Merlin looked around and extended the invitation, then whispered: "If you miss this opportunity, there will be no other opportunity."

John glanced around and walked onto the boat.

Merlin's extradition was probably the highest level of welcome John had ever encountered.

At the other end of the swamp, an island gradually appeared.

Oddly enough, the islands above the swamp get larger the closer they get.

At first it was only as big as a palm, but as it gradually got closer, the island was as big as the wizard's city.

The boat hit the shore. Merlin jumped onto the shore and stretched out his hand to pull John.

"So I came to this place because of my spiritual detachment?" John did not forget his question. He watched Merlin pick a beautiful apple and put it directly into his mouth, and asked, "Why is this?"

"Because this is where all magic can go."

Merlin chewed an apple in his mouth and threw one to John, "Didn't you meet other Merlins?"

"I don't know if they told you that where there is magic, there is Merlin."

John muttered: "You are the God of Magic."

"It's just that someone else got it," Merlin said with a smile, "You can also be Merlin."

"Me?" John was stunned.

"Yes," Merlin stretched out his finger and said, "You break the limits of magic, learn magic from magical creatures, and learn the language of dragons."

"See, you can be Merlin too."

John couldn't understand what he said.

This is something that even the Witch King finds ridiculous. Is he Merlin?

"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 didn't 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 unfolded in front of John's eyes.

Just like the world of death, this world is also independent of the original world, or it is beyond the world.

The ruler of this world is magic.

Merlin is the god of magic.

"Every magical world has Merlin?"

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

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

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

The Gate of Things is the manifestation of all trading rules, and it is also what the alchemist pursues throughout his life.

Merlin arrived at his destination, a tall tower.

But what surprised John was that the tall tower was the same as the Magic Tower.

He frowned and followed Merlin inside.

Inside the tower, a huge oak tree grows inside.

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 profound magic, why do you choose to bear all this by yourself?"

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

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

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

"Sorry, John Wick, didn't mean to be anyone else."

John refuses Merlin's second invitation.

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

So he said: "Then let me see your ideal land."

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

Merlin praised: "You learn quickly."

Since it is a Utopia, everything about magic can be embodied.

John called out the Elder Wand, raised it and waved it.

Mist enveloped the tower.

Immediately afterwards, the surroundings began to turn white.

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

The blue planet appears in front of you.

Merlin stayed in the oak tree, watching with interest.

"What do you call this Utopia?"

“Civil Brain.”

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

Since the other party calls Brain Civic an ideal land, Avalon also has similarities with Brain Civic.

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

"Thank you for the compliment. I'm more curious about why you stay in the tree?"

"Then why did you stay in your seat?" Merlin asked back.

John was speechless, this Merlin was really speechless.

"This world, and even this universe, operates with regularity."

Merlin said: "Magic is just one of the energies."

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

It turns out that he is not the first person to do this. John can only say that smart wizards all have similar ideas.

"Let me see your world," Merlin urged John, "I haven't seen it in a long time."

"So many of your clones didn't go to see you?"

"They also have strengths and weaknesses," Merlin said. "Even the most beautiful Avalon will get tired of it after looking at it for a long time."

John stretched out his hand and pressed it on the blue planet.

Everything around it is wrapped in the planet.

A city appears on the ocean.

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