&Nbsp; Zhao Hai continued forward. This time, the villages they came across had people, and there were more people on the road. This made Zhao Hai and the others feel at ease.
However, seeing the people in the village, Zhao Hai was deeply touched. To be honest, although a level-six black magician was very strong, in the eyes of a true powerhouse, they were nothing. If a level-six black magician were to fight against Grimm or Merlin one-on-one, Merlin and Grimm would have the ability to kill them in seconds.
However, an existence like this, which was like an ant in Merlin's eyes, was like a god in the eyes of the ordinary civilians. They could kill them at will, and the civilians had no chance to resist at all.
Zhao Hai knew that if he didn't have the space, he would be no different from these commoners. In the eyes of these powerhouses, he was also an ant-like existence.
