Only three hours had passed since the Arcane Bureau agents left.
The snow outside Merlin's town had settled as the sunlight gave a little bit of warmth… However, twelve Chaos Immortals suddenly appeared at the edge of the town's perimeter, cloaked in dark energy.
Their presence distorted the air, warping the snow below them.
They didn't speak at first as they observed the surroundings… They were searching for any traps or formation circles and waiting for any reaction from Merlin.
After confirming that there weren't any Formation Nodes, they looked far beyond the town's edge…
It was another Chaos Immortal observing their movements.
He positioned well outside the range of any Formation Circle or spell. He was the observer, tasked with confirming whether this was a trap. His aura was muted, his Chaos Energy suppressed to avoid detection.
After giving a signal, the twelve advanced slowly.
They didn't rush or take any provocative actions yet…
