The jointed arms, resembling spider limbs, lifted densely, their tips tracing eerie arcs through the air. Then, a barrier like purple crystal appeared above Salanqi’s head, stopping the red gold fire line abruptly with a crisp "crash," followed by a string of intense friction noises "zizz."
"!—"
Salanqi’s expression suddenly twisted into a grimace, his terrifying mouth opened wide, letting out a piercing scream like a baby crying, as countless spider arms stretched out.
Ronan’s pupils constricted slightly; the next mont, he heard a sharp "bang."
"Hoo—"
A sudden gale swept in, whipping the interwoven platinum magic robe against his body tightly. Nurous shattered Golden Titanium particles swirled back, suspended around him in finer granules than droplets.
An aura vastly exceeding Level 5 emanated; Salanqi’s body expanded, emitting countless strands of purple-black smoke, spreading like spider silk throughout the void of the battlefield in the blink of an eye.
"Boom boom—boom boom—"
Ronan heard the beat of his own heart, feeling an unprecedented sense of oppression.
Like being inside a massive yet invisible ovum sac, surrounded by thick, invisible mucous, experiencing inexplicable sluggishness and clinginess both physically and ntally.
"Hoo—"
Ronan exhaled lightly, as the Star Force Field and Golden Titanium around him contracted together.
He pressed his right fingers together, slowly pointing towards the center of his forehead.
Inside the Consciousness Space, the Secret Chrysalis’s light cocoon vibrated slightly, unfurling from the inside out into countless threads, rapidly extending to every corner of his body.
Ronan prepared to initiate the Magic Transformation, entering the Void Butterfly state.
But at that mont, the countless eyes on Salanqi’s face blinked in unison, each catching a peculiar purple glow.
Suddenly, Ronan’s mind plunged into a montary daze, as unholy whispers echoed in his ears and a face of an uncanny, enchanting spider woman flashed before his eyes.
Inside him, the Secret Chrysalis’s threads halted their spread, while outside, the dense purple-black transparent spider webs rapidly constricted, layer by layer, wrapping him completely.
Fear!
The most primitive fear surged forth like a tide from the deepest reaches of his soul.
Scenes from past experiences that once filled Ronan with fear flitted rapidly before his eyes.
A look of disbelief appeared on Ronan’s face. He looked down at his hands, realizing his body was uncontrollably trembling from instinct!
"Huff—huff—"
Ronan’s upright body couldn’t help but bend down, breathing heavily, as the fear born from his heart, along with the bizarre spider silk, continued to constrict him.
At this mont, he was like a pitiful prey caught in a web, weaving his own cocoon, unable to do anything but watch Salanqi smile and slowly approach with the composure of a victor.
"Hoo—"
Suddenly, Ronan reached forward desperately, as if trying to grab sothing.
A golden gear imprint appeared quietly on his right wrist, spinning wildly, attempting one last struggle.
Salanqi paused at Ronan’s actions, the countless slender eyes on his face squinted.
But seeing Ronan’s right hand weaken and fall again, completely wrapped without any gap by the purple-black spider silk, Salanqi’s expression relaxed once more.
He slowly approached Ronan, poked the chrysalis-shaped Ronan gently with his elongated spider limb, his expression showing a huge, eerie calm amidst the malice.
He lifted his head, gazing towards a spot in the starry sky above, his body fully extended in an utterly reverent pose, murmuring softly: "God is watching ."
Salanqi closed his eyes, imrsed in an inexplicable tranquility and reverence.
Cold starlight fell upon his grotesque body, releasing tendrils of black smoke as the wicked will expanded and grew with every passing mont....
Suddenly.
"Crack crack—"
The startling sound of sothing breaking shattered the eerie silence.
Salanqi opened his eyes abruptly, the countless spider eyes lowered, their gaze fixed on the purple-black chrysalis nearby, which trembled slightly, as if sothing was trying to escape from within.
Cold light appeared in Salanqi’s eyes, his mouth split wide, revealing rows upon rows of serrated teeth, and he bit fiercely at the chrysalis.
"Slap!"
Salanqi opened his mouth to an unbelievable angle and bit down hard on the chrysalis, his cheek and neck muscles twitched, attempting to suck greedily.
However, at this mont....
"Boom!"
A surge of intense, raging white flas erupted from within the chrysalis.
The overwhelming, almost tangible vitality energy blasted Salanqi away sharply.
Salanqi’s eyes widened, watching the blazing white flas soar upwards, forming a magnificent and dazzling white pillar of light under the dark night sky.
Within the pillar of light, a tall, slender figure slowly erged.
Faintly, one could see its long hair wildly dancing, with what seed to be layers of golden shackles on its body continually breaking and shattering.
"Crack crack crack—"
The crisp sound of shattering was accompanied by the dense sound of sothing breaking quickly and rapidly regrowing, giving rise to an unprecedented, indescribable terrifying oppressive feeling from the depths of Salanqi’s heart.
Salanqi was caught off guard by the mutation unfolding before his eyes, staring blankly for a while before suddenly coming back to his senses.
"Hoo—"
An evil will, expanded to a limit, ford a hurricane outside his body, with eerie shadows constantly spreading upwards. Behind Salanqi, a giant half-human, half-spider phantom silently erged,
"The god... is watching !"
Salanqi’s face twisted into a frantic, distorted expression, his mouth stretching open, emitting a sharp scream.
He took the initiative to rush towards the blazing white pillar of light, with the evil force field, shadows, and the half-human, half-spider phantom behind him, all converging into one and pressing forward.
On the wide plain, it seed as if an imnse spider was extending countless spider legs, attempting to embrace its prey and devour it in a gnashing manner.
At this mont, a cold voice suddenly echoed.
"God?!"
"Crack!"
With the final sound of shattering, a blood-streaked slender hand quietly reached out from the white pillar of light.
It drove straight ahead, tearing through layers of barrier fields, and finally landed heavily on Salanqi’s head, grabbing it tightly!
"Boom!"
The white pillar of light exploded, along with the spider phantom ford by the montum, everything was evaporated into smoke.
In its place was an overwhelming sea of blood, surging upwards from below, filling the entire void in an instant.
The sea of blood parted, and Ronan’s figure erged step by step from the bottom of the sea of blood.
At this mont, he was bathed in arcs of blood-red lightning, his blood-red hair flying, and the terrifying aura directly condensed in the void into vein-like streaks, continuously twisting and dispersing.
The clouds high above the wilderness were completely scattered, with the light of the waning moon shining down, illuminating Ronan’s nearly perfect demon body.
The blood marks covering that majestic demon body, like shattered totems, seed to silently speak of ancient and silent secrets.
"There is no god for you."
Ronan held Salanqi’s head with one hand, slowly pulling him closer, looking directly into his eyes, speaking calmly, one word at a ti: "Now... it is I who am watching you ."
"Gurgle—gurgle—"
Salanqi stared in shock at the Ronan before him, making a sticky, strange gulping sound from the bottom of his throat.
After a mont, as if snapping out of the imnse shock, he scread, all his spider arms wildly dancing, releasing waves of eerie purple light, abruptly escaping from Ronan’s grasp.
Ronan seed unperturbed by this, watching indifferently as Salanqi’s madly retreating figure.
"I still need to thank you, Salanqi."
Ronan spoke, closing his eyes, taking a slow breath.
In an instant, the vast sea of blood beneath Ronan shook violently.
Pillars of blood rose from the sea and then all converged towards Ronan.
"Help break the seal of the Stone of Destiny."
"This day..."
"I’ve waited far too long, far too long."
As the words fell, Ronan suddenly opened his eyes.
In an instant, all the blood pillars around him condensed into dark red threads.
At this mont, around Ronan, and in his pupils...
The blinding blood light blossod in the shape of the most beautiful poppy.
"[Ascetic Body Refinent], Master Level! — [Innocent Body]!"
"[Thirteen Layers... Snail Palace]!"
"Boom!"
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