Capítulo 939: Chapter 464: Magic Control_3
Just after five or six light rings descended, Ronan’s spell montum was completely severed, and the ancient ice torrent shattered.
Ronan’s robe fluttered as he wrapped his remaining ice-covered hands to form seals, the ruptured ancient ice city soared into the sky, forming a deep snow-like corridor above his head, seemingly connecting with the ancient starry sea.
“Crack, crack, crack—”
From within the corridor ca a dull rumbling like rolling teors, and the next second, accompanied by inexplicable sounds of falling rocks, endless frost surged down…
“[All Things Attraction – Ancient Frost Whale]!”
“Boom!”
In the murky battlefield sky, a piercing white light dyed swaths of the sky to pure white, and a brilliant light whale phantom swiftly swam down from the heavens, bringing extre freezing cold, like a gigantic frost teor rapidly plumting.
The point of “teor” impact was aid directly at Juventus, and the terrifying might crushed the purple void layer by layer.
Juventus remained unmoved, rely raised his hand, and a dense array of gravitational vortices appeared above his head, forcefully halting the descent of the “Frost Whale Ice teor”.
At the sa ti, he pointed his other hand towards Ronan, and one magic ring after another erged, followed by dark purple energy light balls, howling as they attacked Ronan.
Ronan seed to have anticipated this long ago; his eyes that had turned snow-colored abruptly shifted to a srizing orange-red laced with a hint of purple.
The indescribable shadow of Spiritual Moya Moya flickered behind him, and the long cry of the Phoenix echoed in the void.
Ronan suddenly pressed his hands together, and on either side of him, rapidly forming torrents of ice and flas fiercely collided.
At the center of their collision, an unremarkable gray quietly appeared.
“[Ashen Snow]!”
The indescribable mysterious aura rapidly spread as the gray ford by the fusion of ice and fire, creating a fleeting eerie silence on the chaotic battlefield, and everyone instinctively looked up.
If this world was a canvas painted with colors, the gray was like the fla igniting the canvas, quickly spreading, turning everything to ash.
Beneath the rapidly receding purple, there seed to be a slight ripple in Juventus’s indifferent eyes.
He raised both hands, seemingly to cast a spell to defend, but before he could complete this action, the eerie gray had already surged in, swallowing everything…
“Win… won?”
As the battlefield briefly settled, soone murmured.
At the center of the battle group, indeed, Juventus’s presence could no longer be found, only Ronan remained, his gaze flickering as he looked around.
Juventus’s power and terror had long been etched into many hearts, but under the terrifying force that seed to turn all things to ash, his defeat seed not unacceptable.
But before cheers could erupt, soone suddenly looked up, and in the next second, their expression froze, uttering a voice trembling to the point of distortion.
“Look… up there…”
Unbeknownst to anyone, a massive purple starry cloud vortex appeared in the sky over the vast battlefield.
At the vortex’s center, a teor much larger than the “Frost Whale Ice teor” summoned by Ronan’s All Things Attraction, ford entirely of sothing resembling purple crystal, slowly descended little by little.
The terrifying might of the yet fully visible purple crystal teor already caused the ground of the entire battlefield to crack and tremble, and the horrific pressure squeezed the void into translucent water waves, twisting and shaking incessantly.
Countless deep purple thunders accompanied the falling teor, weaving a splendid purple light waterfall across the sky.
Located right in the center of the teor’s landing point, the overwhelming pressure created a fierce wind that pressed Ronan’s dark golden titanium robe tightly against his skin.
Under this indescribable terrifying force, he, like a speck of dust, slowly raised his head, seeing Juventus’s figure again beneath the colossal purple crystal teor that was descending.
The latter looked down on him as usual, with a deanor and expression akin to that of a god.
“Is this the progress you’ve made over the years?”
“Let show you what true teor thod is.”
Juventus made a motion with his fingers pressing down from afar, speaking softly: “Magic Control: Star teor!”
In an instant, the infinite purple thunders in the sky exploded simultaneously, and the enormous purple crystal teor suddenly accelerated its fall.
“Boom!”
With just a face-to-face encounter, the might of this spell directly disintegrated Ronan’s magic robe, and he seed unable to withstand the pressure, abruptly “exploding” apart.
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