Before the [Mother of the Unpure] spell avatar, on the body shaped like a ewe, countless large and small eyes whirl furiously, and innurable tentacles dance wildly... In the Void, an ominous atmosphere grows increasingly dense....
Suddenly....
"Boom!"
The figure swathed in nurous purple triangular symbols abruptly disappears, followed by all that belonged to the [Mother of the Unpure] shattering like a mirage, as a thick plu of black smoke rises.
The next second, a pale-faced Li Weiqi appears at another location.
In less than half a breath’s ti, Li Weiqi’s entire aura rapidly weakens; he arches his back and appears "Weak" as if he cannot even bear the weight of the thick Black Skin Book in his hands.
Raising his head, looking in a certain direction, his eyes cold and resentful, shock and horror flash through them, unable to be concealed.
"Crack crack crack—"
The sound of sothing teeth-grindingly shattering fills the area.
At the very center of the platform space, Ronan stretches his body, with the black light of Interdiate [Ancient Power] runes swirling around him, those purple triangular symbols attached to his body’s surface keep falling off, and more are being "forced" out from within him.
When the last trace of purple peels off, "Boom!"
An ancient, wild, and utterly domineering aura pierces forth from Ronan, rising into the sky like a beacon of war.
Two giant orbs of Mysterious Light erge from the fallen Adam and Li Weiqi, sinking into Ronan’s body.
In an instant, the soul shadow behind Ronan expands again, the vast shadow continues to grow, rising rapidly like Nightfall, and in the blink of an eye envelops most of the high platform.
Within the shadow, the lurking shadow of the Ancient Multi-headed Snake seems to awaken, its eight indiscernible ferocious heads slightly lifting, its gaze falling upon... the noble and pure crowned Goddess and the indifferent Selena below.
"Next...."
Ronan feels the surge of soul power once more, like a Tide rapidly sweeping away the traces of the Curse Power previously endured from Li Weiqi.
His dark blue and fluorescent white hair slightly lifts, as he looks at Selena in the distance, he speaks softly, "Your turn has co."
At this mont, countless spectators outside the arena fall into a montary hush.
It’s hard to imagine that the one-sided battle situation would undergo such a dramatic turn in such a short ti.
Every ti they think Ronan is about to fail, soon after, he reveals yet another card, his hand seemingly endless.
At the start of the "Heramus Blood Battle", everyone repeatedly predicted Ronan’s fall, only to have their perceptions overturned again and again until now...
He is really just "one step away" from the final endpoint of the blood battle.
"The final three trials have claid two, leaving only Selena.
Even if Selena’s Strength is greater than Adam and Li Weiqi’s, all three are fighters at the Mist’s ceiling, and there is a limit to how much stronger she can be..."
Soone can’t help but mutter, "Ronan might... really make it to the end."
"An Interdiate Level 3 Genius Chief, the true inheritor of the Heramus’s mantle, a history-making achiever of the blood battle..."
Thinking of these titles on one person, many can’t help but tremble slightly.
No one would have guessed that all this would happen, the na Ronan Damien rising powerfully like a cot, dazzlingly bright, and about to truly transform into the Sun!
The key is he has not yet truly reached the peak of a Level 3 Wizard, and there is still vast room for ascent; who knows to what heights he can grow after this battle for dominance.
The Southern Wizard World may be about to witness a "Legend," and they... are all witnesses to the beginning of this "Legend!"
...
"Are these people... dreaming?"
At the Life Court residence, Young Wizard Donnie hears the faint murmurs from the Southern Wizards about Ronan’s discussions and expectations and can’t help but let out a disdainful sneer.
"How dare they compare their Southern clods and strays to Princess Selena.
In this battle for dominance, all the wizards they consider ’Geniuses’ combined... can they even match up to one of Princess Selena’s fingers?"
"It’s not that exaggerated, Donny... There indeed are so strong young competitors in the Southern this ti.
However, the backward and ignorant Southern Wizards should really reshape their understanding of genius and Mist...."
The silver-haired witch cast her gaze towards the dignified and untouchable figure on the distant central platform and spoke in a low voice, "They have no idea what the purpose is for Princess Selena to give up her qualification in the Central and personally participate in this ga in the South....
The Princess has the ambition of a born king, and those who suppress, ostracize...and try every ans to bring her down...will regret it sooner or later."
The wizards from the Life Court beside the silver-haired witch all had solemn expressions and eyes filled with almost fanatical fervor.
As followers of Selena, they were the ones who knew best about Selena’s Talent and Strength.
So far, the Strength that Selena had shown in the Southern Wizard World was just the tip of the iceberg.
Soon, they would know that the Wizard nad Ronan Damien on the stage was about to face an insurmountable wall.
Above their heads, Molli’er, seated on the Red Lotus Staff, furrowed her brows and muttered, "...With that dead woman Selena’s character, after defeating that guy, she’ll probably propose to recruit him...
Damn it, are my two least favorite people going to get together?"
Regarding the upcoming battle, Molli’er seed not to doubt the outco at all.
Just as Selena’s followers had said—the Southern Wizards simply didn’t understand how much of a gap there was between a Central Wizard with top-notch bloodline, identity, and heritage, and themselves.
To this day, Selena has not even revealed her "normal combat state."
....
"You really have surprised a lot..."
Selena stood at a height almost level with Ronan, her deanor and posture not much different from when they first t.
The various strong and incredible tactics that Ronan had displayed in defeating one opponent after another seed not to have caused any fluctuation in Selena.
"I admit... I underestimated you a bit."
Selena watched Ronan calmly, a trace of mysterious light blooming in her eyes, and spoke softly: "Perhaps we can renegotiate the terms... You have earned a part of my respect."
Feeling the "approving and admiring" gaze from Selena, Ronan smiled and shook his head.
"But you haven’t earned my respect yet."
His figure stretched out, his dark blue and luminescent white hair undulating behind him without wind, and a vast aura spread out, inch by inch pressing towards Selena.
The dazzling ribbons of light belonging to the "Heramus Mage Inheritance" re-erged all around him, at this mont, so close to truly grasping it.
Ronan started to walk towards Selena, with layers of Ancient Frost surging around him.
The surge in soul power compensated for his previous spiritual power exhaustion, and one percent of the Ancient Ice Frost Multi-headed Snake bloodline and the fully activated [Pure Body], Spell and physical abilities in both domains were unreservedly exposed.
At this mont, Ronan was truly in his peak State.
One by one, Ice Magic Spells were summoned from around him, and Ronan’s steps beca faster and faster.
The image of Selena reflected in his pure white eyes with dark blue undertones, the distance between them rapidly closing, as Ronan’s figure ultimately transford into a vague shadow.
As the dense and cold Ice Frost rose up like a vast ocean and swept fiercely towards Selena, Ronan’s voice also erged low in this Domain.
"Honestly, I’m really curious..."
"Once that layer of splendid nobility is torn away..."
"What, exactly... is left of you?"
Selena, expressionless, watched the rolling Ice Frost approach and spoke calmly, "You can try and see."
Finishing her words, she lightly placed a finger on her smooth, full forehead.
On her forehead, the complex, mysterious, and exquisite golden Rune Imprint suddenly burst into brilliance!
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