After a bout of maneuvering, the tailless dragon gradually seed to awaken from its rage, suddenly ceasing its pursuit of Ronan.
Yet Ronan felt no relief, instead a foreboding sense arose within him.
The next second, the giant tailless dragon, separated by a small half of the Bahafus statue from him, abruptly turned and dashed in one direction.
Ronan’s face imdiately turned extrely grim.
Where the tailless dragon was heading was exactly the position of the Ewaqu soul plate.
This cunning creature finally rembered how Ronan had previously "recklessly" gone to protect that soul plate.
"Damn it!"
Ronan cursed inwardly, but he didn’t pause for a mont, black mist surging around him as he propelled the power of the [Ancient Mara’s Body] to its utmost, also sprinting directly toward the location of Ewaqu’s soul plate.
The Blue Snail within him humd, nurous fine tubes connected throughout his body emitted a brilliant light.
Under the terrifying pressure of potential, Ronan incredibly kept pace with the tailless dragon... or perhaps the creature intentionally slowed down, waiting for him to walk into its trap.
And just at that mont, the soul plate floated up on its own, followed by a vortex-like Light Gate that silently appeared beneath the massive Wolf Witch Head Stone Statue. Faintly, it seed, Ewaqu’s form couldn’t contain its excitent and joy.
"Ewaqu!!"
Ronan shouted at the figure about to step out, but a vast dragon shadow silently blocked his way.
Ronan’s pupils shrunk sharply, black mist roared out of him, and before it could even condense into a battle axe, he punched it forward fiercely!
"Boom!"
A massive explosion resounded, scarlet blood and black mist blasted open together.
Ronan clutched his shattered arm, his figure retreating through the air like a flung bird.
In a low and cold dragon roar, a towering dragon shadow closed in swiftly, like a suffocating silver wave, silently inching toward devouring Ronan.
Ronan gritted his teeth, staring intently at those ever-amplifying dark yellow dragon eyes, in which a mocking, chilling contempt was evident, sending shivers down his spine.
Ronan reached out and grabbed an ancient finger bone—one that Ewaqu had given him.
In the Consciousness Space, he also prepared to knock on the "Forbidden Door" that Hekarter had once left within him.
He remained calm.
He had faced similar dire situations many tis, no one understood better than him the skill of seeking life amidst death.
And just as Ronan was about to utilize a few trump cards, "Crack crack—"
An odd sound abruptly ca from sowhere behind him, as if sothing was rapidly collapsing and shattering.
Ronan wanted to turn around, but in the next second, he saw everything happening behind him reflected in the tailless dragon’s eyes.
——
The oldest, most decayed human-shaped Witch Leader stone statue was rapidly collapsing at this mont.
Blinding golden light burst forth from it, a pure, indescribably majestic soul light.
Within this light, an exceptionally brilliant golden light point slowly flew out.
In a flash, it darted right to the front of Ronan.
Ronan clearly saw what existed inside the light point—a very beautiful golden beetle.
It wobbled past Ronan, then... gently landed on the nose tip of the tailless dragon that had already opened its maw to swallow him.
And with just this one action, the tailless dragon’s face showed an indescribable, imnse terror.
It frantically, almost tumbling backward, retreated, outright abandoning Ronan, this "duck" that was nearly in its mouth.
The golden beetle did not chase further, instead it flew back in front of Ronan, spreading its wings, giving a gentle shake.
Under its nearly transparent wings, a faint golden mbrane was released, swiftly enveloping Ronan entirely.
In that instant, an overwhelming torrent of information flooded into Ronan’s mind, making him lose consciousness almost imdiately.
Before his awareness completely blurred, he seed to hear the tailless dragon’s infuriated roar.
"Alazan Dilingfascola Kaginston....."
"I curse you for eternity!!"
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