Particle Torrent crushed through the land, lifting billowing dust storms in the woods, toppling a great number of trees, the rugged woodland was directly flattened...
The scattered Energy Particles ford a warm and intense hurricane, rising into the sky, causing a huge and continuous disturbance.
Jero and the Beautiful Witch watched intently at everything before them, both of their faces bore an indelible shock and disbelief.
"Now, I’m beginning to believe in Lola’s judgnt..."
The Beautiful Witch murmured, "Fa Ao’s death might really have sothing to do with this... this... what’s his na again?"
The Female Wizard turned her head toward Jero.freewebnøvel_com
The latter took a deep breath and then slowly uttered, "Ronan, his na is Ronan."
"Ronan..."
The Beautiful Witch repeated the na as though she wanted to rember it.
Suddenly, as if rembering sothing important, she reacted abruptly, her voice becoming urgent: "Then Lola..."
"Lola wouldn’t fall that easily..."
Jero’s gaze was fixed on the center of the battleground, and quickly, a trace of astonishnt crept into his eyes, his expression turning serious at once.
"The Principal actually gave her that too... I should have thought of this earlier, now it’s troubleso..."
"Huff, huff—"
Ronan stood on the grass, slightly bent over, breathing heavily, suppressing the injuries within his body, recovering the strength he had expended.
He sensed Jero and the other’s approach, but did not cast a glance in their direction.
His gaze remained fixated in the direction where Lola stood.
The battle had not entirely ended.
Ronan could feel that his all-out Burst Break Magic with the broken sword had struck Lola, but it was quickly blocked by sothing.
Lola wasn’t dead, but...
"At this distance, to directly bear the brunt of an [Energy Missile—Particle Torrent], even if it hadn’t been fatal, it should’ve caused a serious injury..."
The young Black Robe from the Crimson Tower died like this, without a bone left intact.
Even if Lola was much stronger than that Black Robe, she was only Level 1, how much stronger could she possibly get...
As Ronan pondered, he coughed out a mouthful of fresh blood, the blood mixed with fragnts of his internal organs.
His injuries were severe, as if a porcelain that had carelessly knocked onto the ground, its body full of cracks... but underneath the pain was a sense of indescribable exhilaration.
"Ascetic Body Refinent... Master Level..."
Ronan thought, feeling as if he had grasped sothing.
But before he could delve deeper, a massive energy fluctuation suddenly erupted before his eyes.
A terrifying energy storm swept clean all remnants of Spells on the field in an instant, stirring a violent gust, everything around seed to bow down, trembling under this force...
His ragged Magic Robe was blown violently backwards by the wind, clinging tightly to his body.
Ronan struggled to open his eyes under the fiercely surging airflow, feeling an unprecedented strong pressure... coming from where Lola had been standing.
"This... how is that possible?!"
As he managed to discern Lola’s current form through the clearing storm of dust, even Ronan’s resolve wavered montarily.
His gaze was fixed ahead where a woman radiating splendid amber light and a fearso aura stood before him.
—
Lola.
Lola, enveloped in a golden glow.
Apart from the color of her hair and eyes, the rune patterns on her face turned into flowing gold.
This golden color spread to the vines behind her.
These Spell-invigorated vines beca thicker again and emitted brilliant golden luster, possessing a strong tallic magic texture.
A pattern resembling a golden olive leaf appeared on Lola’s forehead, seemingly the source of all this power.
Ronan saw the broken sword he had plunged into Lola’s chest fall apart like paper under the surging golden light, behind the broken sword, her skin was smooth and intact—free of any wound.
"It’s not just about Fa Ao anymore..."
"I will plant you in the dirtiest of fields, feel your flesh and soul being slowly sapped by the plant roots’ sucking, the agony of it!!"
Under the influence of the High-pressure energy field, Lola’s already sharp voice beca even more distorted and deford, the rich intent to kill and great spiritual power poured out from her like a Tide.
"Stop her!"
Not far away, Jero uttered an urgent low growl, and the mont the words left his mouth, massive fireballs already ford around him, rapidly flying towards Lola.
The Beautiful Female Wizard wearing a grey-blue Magic Robe also acted swiftly, her cherry-red lips continuously spouting short bursts of Spell syllables.
However, Lola rely gave them a cold glance, several serpent-like golden vines whistled and swung over, and with seemingly little effort, they directly crushed both Jero’s fireballs and the resulting crimson fla rings from the explosion.
The terrible lava heat fell on the golden vines, only producing faint wisps of white steam, failing to inflict any noticeable damage.
"Hula—"
The sound of the air tearing like ripping silk.
Apart from the vines engaged in combat with Jero and the Beautiful Female Wizard, the rest of Lola’s golden vines disappeared in an instant.
Their trajectory through the air was nearly undetectable, leaving only the faintest afterimages.
After the awakening of Lola, Ronan had begun to retreat, his mind already considering fleeing.
But as fast as he retreated, the golden vines pursued faster.
"Swoosh!"
Ronan caught the faint whistling at his ear, his eyes flickered with deep blue light, just barely managing to lift his hand...
"Bang!"
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