Massive swaths of black and blue Ice Frost surged out, resembling ancient, thick leaden clouds, with pure white lightning flickering and dancing among them.
Behind Ronan, the huge spectral form of his soul seed to grow clearer, the fierce behemoth vaguely revealing the silhouette of the Ancient Frost Multi-Headed Snake in the shadows.
From the palms of his hands, the black light of the [Ancient Power] rune climbed up Ronan’s wrists, rising like pitch-black viscous flas.
Amidst this terrifying montum, the titanium armor around Ronan lit up; his giant demon body flickered in the Void and then transford into a blur of light, impossible for the naked eye to catch, before fiercely punching a distant humanoid giant bear!
"Boom!"
The giant bear transford by Ewaqu burst open; the residual force of the punch did not diminish, collapsing and sinking a small portion of the Void where Ewaqu had been, creating a shocking translucent distortion.
Yet within the light mist from Ewaqu’s exploded body, a black shadow suddenly darted out rapidly.
Ronan caught a glimpse: it was a black giant wolf emitting blue flas all over its body, sending a slight chill down his spine.
He still rembered the previous battle between Ewaqu and Andriel, where Ewaqu had transford into this "Ghost Wolf" form and with just one pounce, forced Andriel into defeat.
"Ice Frost!"
Ronan swung his arms, gathering the black and blue Ice Frost around him, the pure white lightning from Life Energy, and the black light from the [Ancient Power] rune, bringing all three types of energy together into his hands.
In his Ancient Giant Demon Form, further invigorated by the Ancient Frost Multi-Headed Snake Bloodline, his hands resembled the fearso claws of an ancient demon.
Now, with three powers combined, a tri-colored radiance flickered at the sharp tips of his elongated, pointed fingers; his fingers tore through the Void, emitting a fearso sharp, whistling sound as if sothing around Ronan’s arms was desperately screeching.
"Crack—"
The figures of man and wolf crossed paths, leaving a terrifying tear in the Void which took a long ti to vanish.
Ronan stood where Ewaqu had been, turning around, and expressionlessly stared at the distant Ewaqu, who had swapped places with him and was now in the form of a Ghost Wolf.
Suddenly, the next second.
Ronan grunted, staggering two steps backward. His previously unscathed body now had its titanium shattered at the chest, mysteriously bearing several deep gashes.
These wounds quickly healed on their own, but Ronan’s complexion turned several shades paler.
He took a deep breath, trying to suppress the agonizing pain that felt as though sothing was harshly tearing at the depths of his soul.
His exchange with Ewaqu was bizarre; it felt as though his attacks were completely missing their target, whereas Ewaqu effortlessly left grave scars that reached the depths of his soul, difficult to heal.
"Under the blessing of all spirits..."
The black giant wolf, wrapped in deep blue soul flas, uttered a deep voice belonging to Ewaqu, "Your attacks cannot harm ."
"Is that so..."
Ronan spoke calmly, "Then try this again."
"Crack, crack, crack—"
He reverted from his Complete Ancient Giant Demon state; a pure physical attack was ineffective against the "Ghost Wolf" form of Ewaqu, so maintaining this state that heavily consud Life Energy was unnecessary.
"Sigh—"
Massive Ice Frost surged, and Pure White Ice Blades rose from the vortex of ice and snow.
Continuing with the Second Stage Magic Domain Resonance leading move [Extre Freeze Soldier], Ronan remotely grasped the ice blade, fiercely striking a blow towards Ewaqu.
Ewaqu, with an indifferent gaze, landed on all fours, his elongated wolf body briskly running in the Void, slowly charging towards Ronan.
Just as the ice blade was about to strike him, Ewaqu suddenly leaped...
The Pure White Ice Blade quietly slid across his body, encountering no resistance and simply passing through.
At the sa mont, the figure of Ewaqu vanished abruptly; a deep blue cold lightning struck through the Void—"Crack—"
"Bang!"
Ronan violently stepped back, his body slightly tilted, now bearing a fresh wound on the right side of his chest torn by vicious claws, his complexion growing even paler.
Yet Ronan’s expression remained utterly devoid of emotion, as if the wounds on his soul and body didn’t affect him in the slightest.
The aura of the Magic Domain erged; he summoned several ice balls wrapped in intense despair, but before Ronan could act, Ewaqu, transford into the Ghost Wolf, once again pounced silently from behind him...
....
"Ronan Damien is indeed no match for Ewaqu."
Among the spectating crowd, a wizard shook his head and remarked, "His strength is considerable. He managed to defeat Jupiter and Delamond, absolutely belonging in this year’s top eight, but alas..."
"The gap in straightforward strength, and the disparity in soul power caused by being two spiritual power sub-levels apart, is not that easily bridged.
Ewaqu’s Spirit Witch thods can directly attack a Spellcaster’s soul, and unless one possesses corresponding soul defenses, Andriel, among equals, couldn’t withstand his soul assault, let alone Ronan Damien..."
"It looks like the first round of the bloody battle will end soon... Maybe next will be Ewaqu inheriting and continuing the bloody battle path that Ronan could not complete?"
"With Ewaqu’s strength, his chances of completing the bloody battle seem significantly higher..."
Everyone discussed abundantly, and at this mont, the situation on the field had beco very clear: Ronan had no effective defense against Ewaqu’s soul attacks and could only passively endure beating, with defeat or even death being only a matter of ti.
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