The few people casually brushed aside the rampant turbulence around, and with indifferent expressions, slowly walked towards the casting point of the previous spell.
At this mont, in the blurry and twisted area of the void within their view, the ravaging aftermath was abruptly sliced through, followed by a staggering figure erging.
A subtle fluctuation crossed their eyes, as if they found it sowhat unbelievable that the person could survive, but they soon returned to indifference.
At this mont, Ronan.
All four butterfly wings shattered, with long deep-purple hair disheveled and sticking to his temples, dampened by thin sweat.
He still maintained his state of magic transformation, but the originally magnificent and beautiful star map on his void body had shattered, leaving mottled traces of obliteration everywhere.
He looked extrely withered, his aura having declined to a low point, gasping heavily as if he hadn’t fully recovered from the montum of the previous siege.
The few looked down at him coldly, a glimr of spell light gathering in their hands.
Suddenly, Ronan on the ground abruptly raised his head, his remaining single eye bursting with unprecedented brilliance as he looked at them.
"Now is the ti."
Ronan suddenly pressed down on the magic-controlling bracelet on his arm, which had been trembling until now, yet had not been called upon by him.
Then he took a deep breath.
Around Juventus and the others, and above their heads, one distorted black hole after another quietly erged.
"This move again?"
Juventus glanced blandly, looking at him with an indifferent expression.
But Ronan seed oblivious, rely raising both hands, his ten fingers slowly closing towards the middle.
In an instant, the atmosphere within the entire battlefield space silently changed.
Juventus’s previous cold gaze inexplicably wavered at this mont.
As if feeling sothing, he looked up, suddenly realizing that those hanging black holes above were closing in and rging with each other... An indescribable terrifying might kept frantically stacking up in this void.
In an instant, it surpassed a certain limit and continued climbing rapidly upward.
The others finally realized sothing was wrong, showing a startled expression.
Grey-braided Cersei, wielding the platinum short dagger, and Gorini, advanced from left and right as they nearly simultaneously charged at Ronan, their fierce killing intent undisguised.
Yet at this mont, Ronan’s expression appeared unusually calm.
At this mont, in Ronan’s eyes — countless rule threads quietly erged.
Those complex and chaotic rule threads intertwined, gradually revealing a more advanced form.
In the void, one black hole after another rged, and the unspeakable terrifying aura on the field grew even thicker.
The rising aura caused Ronan’s disheveled hair to billow upwards as he maintained the motion of crossing and closing his fingers as if exerting every effort to push this overwhelmingly massive aura.
His magic body shattered inch by inch, while the spaces between his fingers slowly tore inward, and blazing crimson blood stread down his palms like a creek...
As the ferocious silver dragon claws and the radiant platinum short dagger were about to pierce Ronan’s brow.
Everything around him stilled, as if ti had stopped.
Ronan looked up, the swirling nebula in his eyes suddenly dispersing, transforming into a pure darkness that kept expanding.
It mirrored the only remaining endlessly deep and introspective black sun in the void at this mont.
Magic transformation, [Void Butterfly] state nine-star ultimate primordial spirit enhancent [Magic Control] bracelet double defense boost.....
"Advanced secret technique, [Forbidden. Black Hole - Erosion Mont: All Days Purification!]"
Ronan tilted his face slightly upwards, his blood-stained purple hair dancing without wind, as an indescribable terrifying aura erupted from within him as if nurous volcanoes were erupting.
Above.
The giant twisted black sun, fused with unknown quantities of black hole energy, slowly descended.
At this mont, all the light on the field was extinguished.
The thick darkness swept everything, devouring the shockingly amazed faces of Gorini and Cersei, and engulfing the fully illuminated figure of Juventus.
If even in the forbidden magic domain, there were distinct hierarchical layers like the extraordinary magic domain.
Then Ronan’s power of "Ancient Whale Fall" and Cersei’s "All Things Balance," would belong to a realm above the general true intent level.
While his current technique [All Days Purification] should be infinitely close to surpassing that level!
"Go."
Under the vast eclipse darkness, Ronan gently pulled Molli’er’s arm, bending his body, coughing lightly, and swiftly leading her towards escaping the space-sealing array.
Ronan exhausted all he had, with the true goal still being to break through the sealing array and leave this place.
As long as they escaped the cage, everything would still hold hope for them.
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