Chapter 373: Chapter 182: chanical Heart, Elental Life, Searching for the Magic Box_2
Mastery of ti ans possessing infinite lifespan, infinite wisdom, infinite strength…
Even in ancient tis, or in eras more distant than the ancient, the Power of Ti was an elusive legend beyond reach.
Any magic known today that bears the na of ti is not the true Ti Series Magic; like the Resurrection Council Dark Head who died by Ronan’s hand, the “Aging Aura” he once used was just a high-grade Curse magic that forcibly stripped the opponent’s Life Force, achieving an effect akin to being rapidly aged by the ravages of ti…
Ronan has just successfully integrated the Power of Space into his Magic Attributes, his ambition swelling, eyes covetously turning next to the throne of ti, he actually harbored the thought of touching the Ti Throne.
As it turned out, such ambition proved to be but wishful thinking.
Ronan shook his head, discarding the impractical idea, ready to enter the Vortex Arch.
“How co it’s so short?”
The Vortex Arch, which was located by the puppet “Short Tail III” and revealed upon opening the Magic Box, was barely as tall as Ronan’s chest after it fully materialized.
Ronan had to bend over to enter it; the Ice Crystal Demon Snake didn’t even bear thinking about.
Considering the height of the Dwarf Clan, Ronan promptly ca to terms with the height of the Vortex Arch, which instead served to confirm that this was indeed the correct entrance to the chanical Heart.
Ronan instructed the Ice Crystal Demon Snake to guard the gateway, lowered his head slightly, and stepped lightly into the Vortex Arch.
…
“Swoosh—”
“Clang! Bang—”
A reddish-brown dense cloud fiercely struck the mirror-smooth Deep Silver Shield, producing a tallic collision sound.
The Deep Silver Shield swung out fiercely, erupting with an enormous pressure of energy, directly dispersing the dense cloud, followed by a tall and upright figure erging from the Void.
Blue eyes, chestnut hair, a handso face with an air of valor, it was Ronan who had just entered the Secret Realm.
At the mont, Ronan was frowning slightly, inspecting the center of his Magic Shield in front of him which had caved in, showing large patches of rusting marks.
Being attacked as soon as he entered… it didn’t really surprise him; after all, exploring any ancient Secret Realm carries risks, and an “entrance attack” was rather a common occurrence.
What truly surprised him was the thing that attacked him.
The reddish-brown dense cloud that he had dispersed with his magic was now regathering not far away, taking on the vague shape of a massive creature that seed like a savage beast and sowhat like a rhinoceros.
Ronan squinted at the dense cloud before him; the Eye of Truth at his brow furrowed, and together with his spiritual power, he was able to detect that this should be an “Elental Life” entity naturally ford of a great amount of tal particles and tal Attribute Energy Particles.
The concentration of Free tal Attribute Energy Particles in this space was astonishingly high; the ergence of such tal Elent Life was not in the least bit surprising.
Estimating from the strength of the attack on him just now, the strength of this thing was roughly around the Interdiate Level 2 Stage, and it was highly aggressive; after being repelled by Ronan once, it imdiately launched a second attack at him.
The massive tal Elent Life charged at Ronan with a whistling sound, carrying a thick scent of corrosion.
Ronan was calm, extending his right hand toward the charging rhinoceros-form Elental Life, as nurous mysterious energies from the Extraordinary Magic Realm flowed swiftly out between his fingers.
“Ting ting ting—”
The sound was as if iron-forged swords were breaking free from the weapon rack and taking flight, the two tallized substances from [Space Silvering] turned into countless hiltless short daggers, palm-sized, swarming toward the tal Rhinoceros like a school of silver fish.
If one looked closely, they would see that these hiltless short daggers closely resembled “Mirror Daggers.”
“Whoosh whoosh—”
The instant the short daggers flew out, the ground, the air, countless streams of tal energy particles were drawn out and similarly suffused with silver hues, turning into streams of silver mist, like the dazzling trails of countless short daggers.
In an environnt with a very high concentration of Free tal Attribute Energy Particles, Ronan’s tal Magic was greatly enhanced, and the power of [Living Steel] from Extraordinary Magic Realm was pushed to unprecedented heights.
In just a mont, the nacing rhinoceros-form tal Elent Life was hit by nurous short daggers, its forward charge halted.
Countless streams of silver mist entangled around the “Rhinoceros”, although quickly tinted into a reddish-brown by the rusting power it emitted; but at this mont, a faint Power of Spatial Stasis emanated from each silver short dagger.
“Ding—”
In an instant, the “Red Rhinoceros” was anchored in mid-air.
Ronan’s fingers, which had been spread open, closed together, accompanied by a crisp “crack,” the entire tal Elent Life shattered into smooth red-brown fragnts that fell from the sky.
A hint of black and red struggled free, trembling as if about to fly away, only to be remotely controlled by Ronan’s spiritual power, drawn into his palm.
Ronan’s eyes flickered slightly as he promptly took out a clump of grey powder and a black Potion from the Space Ring.
He crushed and mixed the two materials together, using the fingertip of his left hand as a pen, swiftly drawing a complicated and Mysterious rune pattern in the air.
He cast the semi-solidified rune toward his right hand, and simultaneously, a rich Frost Power converged in his palm; quickly, the vibrations ceased, and Ronan now held a fist-sized deep blue Ice Crystal.
Ronan had studied more than three thousand runes in the Ascetic Tower of the Silver Magic Ring; this was one of them, with a Sealing effect, complented with the innate Sealing power of Ice Magic, to suppress the hint of spirituality within the tal Elent core, just perfect.
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