Chapter 212: Chapter 118: Pure Body—Ancient Giant Demon Form!_2 Chapter 212: Chapter 118: Pure Body—Ancient Giant Demon Form!_2 “Hu——”
Breaking through countless assaults of Wind Magic, Ronan slowly lowered his twin swords, exhaled lightly, his azure eyes bridging the distance, eting Clents with calm gaze.
Clents was right.
Although Pure Body is formidable, it is, after all, purely physical power, a ans of close combat, with too many limitations.
Against Wizards with slightly lesser Strength, one could rely on brute force to overwhelm, but against soone like Clents, who surpasses oneself by far…
it feels sowhat inadequate.
“But in the end…”
A gleam flickered in Ronan’s eyes, “it’s because I’m not strong enough.
If physical power only has an advantage in an overwhelming state…
then one should always maintain that state of overwhelming.”
“Whispering Wind!”
Clents’s plain voice, mixed with the fluctuation of strong Energy Particles, traveled from afar.
Ronan’s eyes flashed, and he lifted his sword to charge forward…
…
“Clents has never been using his full strength.”
“The gap between them is too great, an entire Magic Domain apart.
Even if Ronan is an undisputed Magic Monster, it’s simply impossible for him to be Clents’s match!”
“Why hasn’t Ronan employed the thods of Level 1 Law Domain Resonance?”
“He’s afraid that once he does, the battle will imdiately end.
The opportunity to cross swords with a top Genius like Clents doesn’t co by often…”
The spectating Magic Ring Wizards discussed animatedly as they watched the ongoing battle before them.
In their eyes, the outco of this duel was predetermined from the start.
The duration of the entire battle mainly depends on Clents’s grace and patience.
Once Clents’s patience is exhausted…
the battle will also co to a definitive end.
Everyone both on and off the field was very clear about this.
Clents accepting Ronan’s “Challenge” was not because he defeated Lanni.
Even if it were the Genius currently ranked second among the Seventh Magic Rings challenging Clents, Clents might not have responded.
The reason he chose to accept Ronan’s challenge, a re Late Level 1 Stage Wizard, was solely because Ronan had understood Level 1 Law Domain Resonance…
and that was all.
“Perhaps Clents is close to Level 1 Law Domain Resonance as well, hoping to gain inspiration through a bout with a Magic Monster like Ronan, to achieve the final breakthrough…”
So speculated, and many agreed.
However, the fact promptly and ruthlessly overturned this guess.
“Enough!”
Clents’s voice, calm with a hint of slight chill, resonated at the scene.
All the winds instantaneously ca to a halt.
But they did not disappear.
They hovered around Clents’s body, dense and nurous, like drawn bows ready to release.
“I did not co out of the tower…
to play these silly tricks with you.”
Clents’s gaze fixed on a figure shrouded in bright white flas in the arena, extending his right hand, deep cyan rune patterns lighting up like plant growth beneath his wide Magic Robe, rapidly extending along his fair and smooth arm towards the palm.
“Since you’re unwilling to deploy Level 1 Law Domain Resonance…
let help you.”
As Clents finished speaking, the rune patterns illuminating his right hand reached precisely the fingertips of his index finger.
Accompanied by a dot of rich, deep cyan light shooting out from Clents’s right index finger…
a current of mystical aura, denser and purer than before, surged forth from his fingertips like a flood.
Instantly, this Space seed to transform into a world of wind!
Endless circulating currents, the ocean-like majesty of Wind Elent Free Energy Particles…
Countless currents in the sky condensed into an enormous hand, resplendent with light, with complex rune patterns, as if made from the purest aquamarine gem.
The mont this hand appeared, all spectating Magic Ring Wizards felt as if they could be torn asunder at any mont, an intense sensation of suffocation and fear.
“A Level 1 Magic Domain Resonance!?
This is the power of Level 1 Magic Domain Resonance!”
A Spectating Wizard, eyes wide with shock, retreated frantically while shouting excitedly and incoherently.
“Clents had understood Level 1 Magic Domain Resonance long ago.
His acceptance of Ronan’s challenge…
was nothing but an impromptu ga!”
Everyone was deeply stirred, yet they couldn’t help but feel sincere awe and admiration for Clents, who, surrounded by countless pale cyan currents and like the sovereign of the skies, was imposing with the aquamarine-hued giant hand above his head.
Effectively the sa as Level 1 Magic Domain Resonance, but when deployed by Clents, a Late Second-Level Stage Wizard, the might was at least ten tis more terrifying than the spectrum of energy Ronan had summoned.
Level 1 Magic Domain Resonance…
Late Stage Level 2 Strength…
This was the true elegance of their Seventh Magic Rings’ number one Genius, Clents!
“Level 1 Magic Domain Resonance…
Hand of Aeolus.”
Clents, high above, expressionless, looked down at Ronan below him and calmly said, “If you’re still unwilling to employ your own Level 1 Magic Domain Resonance technique…
then be prepared to be gravely injured.
No one can toy with .”
As he finished, a real chill welled up in Clents’s eyes.
He locked onto a figure not too far away, a sharp coldness flickered in his eyes, and the giant cyan hand wrapped in countless hurricane currents above his head instantly grasped towards the opponent.
Aeolus was a legendary Monster that devoured winds, possessing the power to tear apart every furor.
Under the oppressively looming shadow of this seemingly mythical Monster’s hand, the very Void of that region seed to collapse on itself, all light compressed, plunging into darkness….
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