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Under the chaotic sky, the force fields of flas and shadows were torn open by a golden halo, sending out invisible golden ripples like blades, cutting through layers of confinent, giving the space a strong sense of twisted illusion.

Cooper and Lumian both showed expressions of shock and disbelief.

"When did he advance to Level 4?!"

"This spiritual power doesn’t contain elental traits, it’s still Level 3... But how can a Level 3 Wizard possess such a powerful spiritual field?!"

Ronan stood at the center of countless golden ripples, his black Magic Robe was also dyed golden by his spiritual power’s radiance, as if he was coated in a layer of brilliant gold edges.

His eye color was unusual, difficult to specify, like endless peaceful water, yet upon closer inspection, it seed to hide an entrancing, bottomless whirlpool.

This was the first ti Ronan unleashed his full spiritual power so recklessly.

In the Consciousness Space, eleven Spiritual Power Crystals shone brightly, arranged in a mysterious formation, revolving around a void point.

After conjuring the eleventh Spiritual Power Crystal, Ronan’s spiritual power intensity already surpassed a typical Level 4 Early Stage Dawn Wizard; now, combined with the boost from the "Empty Spirit Extre Thought" state, disregarding his not yet achieving Level 4 and embracing Elental Light, both the quality and quantity of his spiritual power overwhelmingly crushed the two before him, Lumian and Cooper.

Both were rely early Level 4, whereas Ronan could almost rival the late Level 4.

Vast spiritual fields drew a torrent of Free Energy Particles from heaven and earth, condensing bizarre phenona in the void.

Ronan stood within these phenona, motionless, only his Magic Robe billowing.

Cooper and Lumian snapped back from their brief shock and awe, both bursting forth with incomparable murder intent almost simultaneously.

The spell sound trembling from their lips and teeth resonated with the void, explosive flas surged like countless magma fountains, forming a mighty river of flas that encircled Lumian, then condensed into a massive, substantial Molten Fire Hurricane, roaring forth guided by Lumian’s Crystal Fire Wand.

Instantly, centering around Lumian, dozens of miles of void beca a teor fire sea of molten fire spraying!

As for Cooper on the other side, he held a black Short Stick topped with claw-like grips on a Purple Crystal decoration, with just a gentle wave of his Magic Wand, large amounts of Dark energy gathered toward him.

The spider patterns embroidered on his Magic Robe seed alive, behind him, amidst thick rolling black fog, erged tall sharp purple crystal-like substances, like terrifying poisonous spiders lurking in the shadows, ready to devour at any mont!

Both acted almost simultaneously.

The Molten Fire Hurricane tore through layers of golden light-filled force fields, rushing violently toward Ronan in an unstoppable fury.

A Level 4 Dawn Wizard, with the Elental Spirit nurtured, spiritual power embracing Elental Light, a re Spell could summon energy hundreds of tis more than Wizards below Level 4.

Lumian’s spell, if cast in the world, its power could destroy a small city.

The terrifying Molten Fire Hurricane approached, endless golden light contracted in the void.

At the end of the gathering golden light, torrents of golden tal surged out, transforming into massive Golden Eagle Wings, stretching outward....

"Boom!"

The Molten Fire Hurricane struck directly the Golden Eagle Wings with formidable firepower, lting the golden feathers.

Suddenly, dense black fog spread across the scene, within the fog, deep purple like spider legs, the Magic Crystal Spear instantly tore through the layers of space, hitting the unfurling Golden Eagle Wings!

"Bang!"

The Molten Fire Hurricane, Purple Crystal Spider Spear, Golden Eagle Wings all exploded simultaneously.

Terrifying energy aftershock swept a small void into a vacuum wasteland, as the chaotic currents gradually settled, Cooper and Lumian squinted, soon spotting Ronan in the golden tallic liquid hovering around.

Ronan seed unconcerned with the outco of this spell clash, his entire attention was focused at the fingertip of his right hand.

There, an inexplicable glimr erged, igniting like fireworks, then burning a fleeting segnt of gilded Spell in the void.

When the entire text manifested, Ronan slashed diagonally, all the spells in the void imdiately scattered like ashes.

This was the soul contract he made upon joining the Silver Magic Ring.

Under the contract rules, he couldn’t undertake any actions potentially detrintal to the Magic Ring’s interests or the life of its official mbers.

If he wished to defy it, soone from the Magic Ring had to attack him first.

Now, with the conditions t, the contract was forcibly torn by him.

Watching the text dissolve like ashes, Ronan’s eyes revealed a subtle sense of nostalgia and sigh.

As his gaze slowly returned to Cooper and Lumian before him, no ripple flickered in his eyes.

"And now..."

Ronan calmly stared at Cooper and Lumian before him, saying, "I shall ask you both to die now."

After speaking, boundless Magic Domain Qi chanism surged from his body, accompanied by blooming ice flowers, and the refining into Golden Chainsaw Tentacles composed of Titanium...

Ronan’s "Living Steel" and "Mirror Soul" spells combined, creating a lifelike ’Titan Avatar,’ while Alazan’s soul thods concealed the fluctuations from breaking the Rune Formation with the Power of Break Magic.

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