Chapter 672: Chapter 319: Grandmaster (0/3200)
Ronan suddenly felt a pang of unease, like a mysterious sensation lingering deep within his soul.
He pondered briefly, then slowly flew in the direction where the sensation was coming from.
Ronan’s primary goal this time was to search for an opportunity to breakthrough the Ascetic Body Refinement; he also accepted several tasks that only a Level 4 Wizard was eligible for, though those could be done optionally...
After flying for a while, the soul sense became stronger, bringing with it a faint feeling of familiarity for Ronan.
Ronan frowned slightly and was puzzling over it when a figure suddenly appeared in his field of vision, rapidly approaching him.
Ronan abruptly halted, taking a clear look at the appearing person.
It was a thick-lipped young man, with moderately dark skin, average build, and the strength of a Level 4 Wizard.
The strange sense from his soul was emanating from this person.
But as Ronan searched his memory, he couldn’t recall knowing this young man at all.
The thick-lipped young man spotted him from a distance, his face lit up with excitement, and he laughed, speeding up as he headed straight toward him.
Ronan’s scalp tightened slightly, and goosebumps appeared on his back.
For some unknown reason, he sensed a trace of allure in the young man’s smile.
Damn...
Ronan lightly clenched his teeth, and his spiritual field, as powerful as a celestial operation, had already emerged, hesitating whether to strike or not.
Just then, two figures suddenly burst through the air from behind the young man.
From afar, a terrifying spiritual force was crushing down.
"Level 5?!... And two of them!"
Ronan’s pupils contracted slightly, and the last bit of hesitation in his heart vanished, flowing like Titanium from under his Magic Robe, turning into the resplendent form of gold.
In an instant, it condensed into dozens of fierce and sturdy Golden Chainsaw Touch, twisting together into a thicker and more terrifying piece, with sky-rending heat, it tore through the air, whipping toward the thick-lipped young man!
The thick-lipped young man’s pupils contracted suddenly, his smile froze on his face, caught off-guard, hit directly by the terrifying Golden Touch!
"Boom!"
To Ronan’s surprise, when the Golden Touch hit the thick-lipped young man, it was as if it had struck a pile of fireworks ready to ignite, and countless raging flames surged directly out.
"Boom——"
In the blazing flames that erupted, Ronan watched in astonishment as a figure "struggled" to emerge, its entire body set aflame, with the Magic Robe and flesh burning and melting within it.
Immediately following, a slender, graceful, and exquisitely beautiful young girl dashed out of the flames, holding her skirt with both hands, a short stick clutched between her lips, quickly running toward Ronan in tiny steps.
The girl darted to Ronan’s side, took off the pretty lady’s short stick from her mouth, and glared at Ronan with wide eyes, angrily scolding, "Ronan, you wretched ice worm... You’ve ruined my last ’human skin windbreaker’!"
Ronan stared dazedly at the girl in front of him and, after a moment, suddenly shouted her name.
"Molli’er?!"
"Who else did you think it was?"
Molli’er lifted her chin slightly, revealing her fair and graceful neck, proud like an haughty swan.
Ronan finally realized why he was feeling the strange sense deep within his soul; it was the residual symbiosis connection between him and Molli’er surreptitiously at work.
Ronan took a deep breath, calmed down, and spoke, "Why are you here?"
"I was going to ask you the same thing."
Molli’er shook her head and quickly turned her head in another direction, swiftly saying, "This isn’t the time to talk about that."
Without waiting for Ronan to react, she jumped up, pointed the red short stick ahead at the two approaching Level 5 Wizards, and shouted, "Ronan! Quickly take them out for me!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Ronan felt two immense spiritual forces belonging to Level 5 instantly descend upon him.
It was as if two massive mountains abruptly pressed down, weighing heavily on his spiritual field.
"Damn!"
Ronan rarely cursed, glaring harshly at Molli’er, and without another word, turned and fled.
He could still try his luck against one Level 5, but against two Level 5?
He could only run away.
If only he had not come to investigate, he got unwittingly trapped by Molli’er again.
"Whoosh——"
Ronan pushed his flying speed to the maximum, his spiritual power frantically propelling his body forward, occasionally utilizing the ability of Short-distance Space Transmission inherent in Space Silvering, carrying him forward in a "leaping" fashion.
To his surprise, Molli’er was still able to keep pace, racing side by side with him.
"Stay away from me."
Ronan squeezed his words out from between his teeth, coldly glaring at Molli’er.
Molli’er, however, moved even closer to him, her rosy lips gently opening and closing, whispering, "I remember you have a method to perfectly conceal soul aura..."
"Scram!"
Ronan stopped responding to Molli’er and focused solely on traveling.
The scenery beneath him and on both sides was rapidly changing, as the two Level 5 energies pursuing them seemed to be slowly falling behind him.
Yet, before Ronan could breathe a slight sigh of relief, an exceedingly strong premonition of danger suddenly arose in his heart.
"Boom!"
Thunder seemed to flash overhead, followed closely by an overwhelming surge of energy tides between heaven and earth.
Ronan turned his head, catching a glimpse through the corner of his eye as countless brilliant rays converged above the clouds.
Two figures, taking on a translucent form akin to crystal, a humanoid light and shadow, one ahead of the other, rapidly traversing the void through the clouds.
"True Spirit Form!"
Ronan’s eyes narrowed, unable to react further, as Spell waves surged forth, sixteen pairs of Golden Eagle Wings had already layered and closed in front of him.
He only saw a meteor-like brilliance swooping down, followed in the next moment by a landslide-like pressure catastrophe, descending upon him instantly.
"Boom!"
Ronan was hit hard, sixteen pairs of Golden Eagle Wings shattered simultaneously in an instant, and his figure shot backward like a cannonball.
"Boom boom boom!"
He crashed through several low peaks before he slowly emerged from a heap of rubble and debris, looking battered and disheveled.
"Hiss—"
Ronan took a deep breath, and a massive indentation on his broken Magic Robe at the chest slowly bulged up with a "crackling" sound, returning to its original state.
His eyes flickered with a strange light, having already entered the state of "Empty Spirit Extreme Thought."
He slightly tilted his head, catching the cold gaze of a figure entirely enveloped in radiant light, whose body seemed to be composed of pure energy, with five dazzling crystal stars arrayed across its chest.
Ronan gently wiped the hint of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth and casually donned an exquisite and magnificent arm bracelet on his arm.
Then he pointed slowly at the figure.
"Double Defense! [Forbidden... Black Hole!]"
In an instant, it seemed as if an invisible air wall existed in front of his fingertip, each movement consuming an immense amount of power.
At the same time, a torrent of forbidden aura surged from his fingertip.
The heavens changed abruptly, with large expanses of dark clouds rolling in without warning.
Ronan’s long hair and robe billowed upward simultaneously, and his spiritual field expanded mightily like a celestial body, swelling... until it finally erupted with a "boom!"
"Dong!"
The entire space was like an invisible giant drum being struck hard.
An infinite, pitch-black hole suddenly appeared, like a massive black sun, with its edges distorted and countless black lightning entwining and interweaving.
A terrifying suction force that could devour everything emanated from the black hole, making the entire space shiver.
The dazzling humanoid opposite the black sun had a sudden change in expression, making a struggling motion, but its body was continuously pulled towards the black hole.
"Cough—"
Ronan spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, feeling as though he were a porcelain piece covered with countless cracks, on the verge of shattering completely.
After reaching Level 4, the power of [Forbidden. Black Hole] had greatly increased, and combined with [Particle Torrent]’s Master Level Proficiency nearing perfection, this double [Magic Control] almost tore him apart.
"Crack—"
As if breaking through some shackle mystically.
Ronan glanced at his character panel, and the injuries and pain on his body dissipated instantly.
"Didn’t expect to break through at this moment..."
—[Forbidden. Black Hole] (Grandmaster 0/3200)!
The [Particle Torrent], which was originally close to Master Level Perfection, finally transformed into [Forbidden. Black Hole] at this moment, stepping from the extraordinary into the forbidden realm!
Seeing the word "Grandmaster" appearing for the first time in the skill bar on the panel, Ronan felt a slight sense of relief.
"Let’s go!"
While urging the Vital Light Ball within to heal himself, he habitually called for Molli’er to leave.
As he turned his head, he saw Molli’er squinting, with the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, looking as if she were indulging in a state of bliss.
What a damn slicker!
Ronan resisted the urge to slap her delicate, fair, and seemingly fragile face, grabbed her arm and prepared to leave quickly.
Unexpectedly, as he turned around, he saw another Level 5 Wizard, who had manifested the True Spirit, standing not far away, coldly watching them.
This guy’s attention had entirely shifted from Molli’er to Ronan, fixated on the arm bracelet on Ronan’s right arm.
Ronan’s heart sank slightly.
He took a deep breath, gulped down several bottles of Healing Potions, then released Molli’er’s hand, and prepared to meet the foe head-on.
"Just in time to test the full power of the Grandmaster-level, double [Magic Control] [Forbidden. Black Hole]..."
Intense light flashed in Ronan’s eyes, his slick white hair fluttered without the wind, a fierce and violent aura burned within him like flames.
The [Magic Control] arm bracelet on his right arm, as if sensing his intention, buzzed incessantly.
However, at this moment, a warm, soft little hand gently grasped his pinky.
Ronan turned back, only to see Molli’er staring at him with an odd expression.
"Ronan... do you know why these two guys are chasing me?"
"Because you’re asking for a beating!"
Ronan’s tone was cold and hard.
Molli’er, unusually, didn’t rage back. She was so gentle it was unlike her usual self, even with a hint of maidenly shyness and awkwardness.
"Actually, it’s because of this."
Molli’er shook her head, swung Ronan’s arm, and coquettishly pulled out a silver-white sphere the size of a goose egg, adorned with exquisite hollow patterns, as if handling a lover.
"Crack," she directly crushed it.
Instantly, an incredibly pure silver-white light burst forth, accompanied by an incredibly intense spatial fluctuation, and a suction power that even far surpassed the black hole above.
Ronan couldn’t react at all, being swallowed by the silver-white light.
Before completely losing consciousness, he vaguely saw Molli’er tearing off her layer of shy maiden disguise, returning to her true nature.
Holding a beautiful short stick, baring her fangs and claws, with a triumphant smile like a mischievous witch on Halloween.
"None of you... can escape!"
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