The Inheritance Technique of Juventus’ Magic Control and Ronan seed to lead to two different extres.
His Magic Control was fierce and flamboyant, the energy within each spell seeming to constantly expand, fission, invade everything, and lt everything.
While Ronan’s Magic Control was infinitely restrained.
Thus, he was like a master of a miniature star, while Ronan summoned a devouring annihilating black hole.
Ronan watched as the energy Light Ball, resembling a miniature star, approached. With a raised hand, he summoned a twisted black sun-like black hole silently onto the Light Ball’s flight path.
The collision of the powers of two spells from the sa source but different origins created a spectacle reminiscent of an eclipse, with indescribable terrible aftershocks from the transformation of countless lights and shadows.
"Triple Magic!"
Juventus’ cold voice ca from afar, his hands forming seals, and three parts of the Magic User’s Suit on his body glowed.
Strange fluctuations were conducted, and the miniature star, competing with the black hole, suddenly expanded, crushing the entire black hole in a mont.
Ronan’s gaze flickered slightly.
Juventus, like him, was Level 5, but the six parts of the Magic User’s Suit brought him a considerable boost.
If calculated by the effect of a single piece of equipnt amplifying power a hundredfold, Juventus wearing a six-piece suit would "amplify" the power of any spell to six hundred tis its original strength.
Considering the possible synergy effects between the six pieces of equipnt, the actual situation was far more exaggerated than Ronan imagined.
Juventus starting with the "Triple Magic" amplification was enough to prove this point.
His strength was forcibly elevated to an unparalleled height in the arena by Heramus’ Magic User’s Suit!
"Void Wave."
Ronan raised a finger, gently pointing forward.
Wave after wave of black holes appeared in front of him, with power stacking layers and finally forming a jet-black energy pulse.
The direction of the pulse was not towards the roaring, Triple Magic-boosted stellar Light Ball, but towards....
The position of the gray-braided woman, Cersei, who just erged from the aftermath of the previous black hole annihilation explosion.
Ronan heard the cold snort of Juventus and the shrill scream of the gray-braided woman, but he didn’t look at the result of the strike, his butterfly wings fluttered, and his whole body rapidly retreated under the hazy nebula glow.
At this mont, the void beside him silently tore open, spreading out circles of rippling waves like water.
A twisting dragon tail, shimring with dim silver light, lashed towards him.
Gorini!
Ronan slightly squinted his eyes, turning his hand into a blade, countless radiant energies converging in his palm.
When the energy condensed to an extre, he flung his palm backhandedly.
A silently deep black light wheel flew from the edge of his palm, slashing straight onto the twisting silver dragon tail.
"Crack——"
The collision between the black light wheel and the silver dragon tail erupted in a dazzling brilliance, with the sound of sothing shattering, the dragon tail rapidly retracting, leaving behind tiny silver shards....
After this battle officially comnced, the intensity of combat quickly rose to a level far surpassing previous encounters.
The Nine-star Primordial Spirit was constantly absorbing the scattered energy in the void madly, providing Ronan with nearly limitless energy support.
Wave after wave of black holes were born and died in Ronan’s hand.
To outsiders, the various lights of spells, the miniaturized energy stars, made this space appear to be rapidly undergoing repeated cycles of day and night, destruction, and chaos.. as if replaying apocalyptic scenes over and over.
"Five-layered Defense Technique!"
At a certain mont, in the space at the center of the battlefield, all chaotic fluctuations suddenly subsided.
Juventus stood in the center of the battlefield, countless deep-purple electric arc patterns interwoven across his body, dazzling to the extre.
In front of him, a deep purple Light Ball, with an abundance of dark patterns on its surface, floated.
A narrow, deep black gap opened in the center of the Light Ball, as though compressing an entire starry sky, each emanating wave of energy held a terrifying might capable of crushing the void, like the eyes found only in forbidden legends.
"Go."
Juventus, standing above, uttered softly towards Ronan with indifferent eyes.
The Forbidden Eye-like Light Ball silently approached Ronan.
"All Things Balance!"
A low growl ca from the distance, the gray-braided woman uttered.
Gorini’s figure quietly appeared in mid-air, with a faint sinister smile, a blurred dragon shadow streaked across, and then the void tore open as a ferocious dragon claw, shining in silver light, thrust out....
Everyone on the battlefield seed to have reached a tacit agreent to unleash their finishing moves on Ronan at the sa ti, attempting to bring the battle to an end at this mont.
An unprecedented intense sense of crisis made Ronan’s gaze tighten slightly.
"Ronan...."
He heard Molli’er’s soft call.
"Don’t be afraid, I’m here."
Ronan comforted softly, spreading his arms to embrace Molli’er, who had been following him by his side, into his arms.
Next, the four butterfly wings behind him quietly closed.
At the sa ti, the Supre Crown ford by nine Primordial Spirit Crystals rapidly spun atop his head, an infinite amount of energy surged in torrents, condensing into a tangible defensive crystal wall in front of him.
[Supre Magic Robe]!
.....
"Boom!"
The ground, the space, quaked incessantly, with terrifying explosive aftershocks wantonly ravaging everything.
On the ancient platform, the ground continuously ruptured with gigantic cracks one after another...
At this mont, the energy suppression erupting from this battlefield even showed signs of catching up with the Seventh-level Twilight Battle Group in the distance.
Juventus’ figure silently erged from the void.
Beside him, Cersei, Gorini, and others slowly walked out as well.
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