Capítulo 943: Chapter 466: Echo Hell (Part 3)
“Have you finished speaking?”
Juventus spoke coldly.
At this mont, his expression was ice-cold, and the inherent arrogance between his brows had disappeared.
“The only thing you’re better at than is probably your sharp tongue.”
The last two halos around Juventus completely rged into his body at this mont. Instantly, the void where he stood turned completely dark, and his entire being exuded an aura as dangerous as a Black Hole.
The halos around Juventus turned entirely dark purple, spreading over his Magic Body, releasing circle after circle of viscous transparent ripples.
A gleam burst in Ronan’s eyes, and he suddenly vanished.
In the void, the colossal flower of the Dead Sea blood slowly, with a torrent of blood-red roaring amidst the cries of lantation.
“Boom!”
The next second, all turbulence was forcibly smoothed out. Ronan hovered in mid-air, maintaining the posture of having just thrust his spear, and the Titanium-transford Long Spear’s dragon-ridged tip was stabbing at Juventus’ forehead.
The terrifying power was held back by the rune at his brow, which resembled a star core.
Juventus looked at him, a mocking curve slowly appearing at the corner of his mouth, “You can’t even break my Magic Body.”
After speaking, he ford seals with his hands, and a rift like a star abyss opened suddenly in the middle of his chest.
An extrely terrifying aura poured out from it, and as Juventus spread his hands, a blinding “light” slowly grew from the rift in front of his chest!
“[Aurora Sword]!”
“Boom!”
A dreamy stardust storm suddenly arose in the vast battlefield sky.
A terrifying Cutting force burst from the storm, propelling a figure swiftly flying out from the center of the storm, traversing the entire battlefield.
Nurous people looked back in astonishnt, then saw Juventus leisurely walking out from the storm.
At this mont, Juventus was entirely surrounded by a flowing starlight guard, his long hair silently rising, and he held in one hand a strangely shaped longsword seemingly condensed from intense starlight.
Juventus’ gaze, as deep as the starry sky, spanned the entire battlefield and fell on a hunched figure half-kneeling on the ground.
“Prophet Eve indeed told so things.”
He looked at the figure and spoke faintly, “She prophesied I would beco the second Heramus, the new generation King of Magic.”
“Cough, cough—”
The hunched figure slowly propped himself up, coughing violently.
Large amounts of fresh blood flowed down from the demon-like body.
Ronan looked up; his entire chest was dominated by a striking, deep sword scar that revealed the wriggling organs beneath, making it seem that he was almost completely cleaved open.
At the wound on his chest, the blood and flesh appeared in an eerie crystallized form, with the lingering formidable power making it difficult for his injury to heal, emitting an extrely tragic aura from top to bottom.
Yet Ronan seed completely unaffected by this severe wound. He took a light breath, raised his hand to wipe away the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, and squinted his eyes to et Juventus’ gaze from afar.
“Then she must have lied to you.”
Ronan slightly moved his body and then began to dash toward Juventus.
“You’re nothing but a hapless bug crawling under the Magic throne.”
Ronan’s speed increased, and his voice grew louder and louder, finally turning into a dark red stream of light.
“How can you compare to Heramus, you aren’t even a fraction of his…”
Juventus looked indifferent as he raised the [Aurora Long Sword] in his hand, aiming at the stream of light that Ronan had beco, making a slow slashing motion.
Just as the stream of light was about to get close, Ronan’s figure suddenly halted, fully revealing itself.
Countless threads of Spiritual Silk and Shattering Titanium fused, swiftly forming an upside-down drop-shaped Ancient Bell in front of Ronan.
At this mont, Ronan’s eyes were bright, with complex runes flashing in his pupils.
He threw a seemingly slow yet swift punch at the Ancient Bell, which was just forming in front of him, coinciding with Juventus’ straight-cutting Aurora Sword Light.
“You’ve been consud and lost by a power not belonging to you, Juventus. Let Awaken you…”
“[Echo Hell – Doomsday Bell]!”
“Wong——”
Accompanied by the ringing of an ancient, peculiar bell, a condensed dark red halo rapidly expanded in all directions, viciously clashing with the brilliantly shining Starlight Longsword.
“Boom!”
At this mont, the battlefield sky seed suddenly to be lit by a blinding and terrifying scorching sun.
All the noise vanished as countless Abyssal Demons silently turned to dust, while the Wizards engaged in the battle covered their ears desperately, retreating frantically to a farther place…
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