"Huh? What?"
Il excitedly entered the seawater but couldn't hear what Ronald was saying.
This guy is quite unfamiliar with underwater operations.
At the mont, he is still adapting to the environnt, adjusting his body to the appropriate state.
Ronald glanced at him and reiterated:
"The sword, I said give the sword!"
"Oh, the sword!"
Il finally understood.
Differing from hiding the sword before, this ti she effortlessly reached into her chest with one hand and smoothly drew out the Sword of Saint Catherine, handing it over to Ronald beside her.
"..."
Where did this guy learn that pose?
Seeing Il's casual way of retrieving the sword, Ronald hesitated before extending his hand to take the Sword of Saint Catherine.
Feeling the familiar grip of the weapon back in his hand.
Ronald's mood improved instantly, and he moved towards the groove on the seabed:
"Il, there's an enemy coming later who can detect hostility to avoid damage. Help keep watch."
"Boss, no problem!"
Having given Il the task, Ronald imdiately focused attention on the enemy.
This Healer's body...
If anything, it has already returned to its state when alive.
The destroyed neck and spine, fully restored without ntion, even the skin and muscles damaged in two collisions, are now completely healed under the support of Magic Power.
If not for the impure Magic Power residing in them.
At first glance, one might not even realize it's a corpse!
And then, before Ronald, the resurrected Caster from the Nine Commandnts eting scanned around, his expression instantly shifting from bewildernt to tension.
The restored Caster was not controlled by the 'True Na' that had been parasitizing his body, but instead, like a resurrected individual, was fully controlling his own body!
"You, why am I underwater..."
"Focus, 'Governor'!" In the next instant, the chaotic voice of the 'True Na' rang from the resurrected Caster's body from the Nine Commandnts eting, "I've revived you at the cost of my life, together we fight against this monster!"
Awakened by the companion residing in his body, 'Governor' swiftly assud a defensive stance, not forgetting to inquire about the companion's situation:
"I understand the situation now."
"But where's 'Gunblade'? Where did he go?"
Upon hearing this, the voice of the residing 'True Na' imdiately turned resentful:
"You ask about him? How would I know!"
"That guy said he'd let save you, while he dealt with this monster. But in the end, I rescued you, he vanished without a trace, and this monster even destroyed my physical body!"
"..."
Listening to the resentful voice, 'Governor's expression froze.
If he doesn't know how 'Gunblade' is doing now, being dragged back from the abyss of death by the 'True Na,' clearly there was no mistake.
Thus he solemnly promised:
"Rest assured, 'True Na.' Once we defeat the enemy, I'll restore your body."
The 'True Na' residing in 'Governor' remained silent for a few seconds.
Finally, he spoke in a complex tone:
"My Spell-induced death is irreversible. In my current state, I can endure for at most an hour."
"If you truly want to repay , then kill that guy, avenge ."
"..."
"Are you done talking?"
At that mont, Ronald's voice echoed through the seawater.
During the exchange between 'True Na' and 'Governor,' he had completely adjusted his state, channeling Magic Power into the Sword of Saint Catherine.
With this complete posture, Ronald approached the reanimated enemy, pointing the sword tip towards the seabed:
"If you're ready, let's continue the fight."
Faced with Ronald's arrival, 'Governor' imdiately braced himself, without making a move.
Instead, the 'True Na' residing in him directly cast a Spell:
"Silko, subrge him!"
With these words, the surrounding sea exploded into violent tremors.
'True Na' had resigned himself to his impending doom, so his sole intention at the mont was—kill Ronald.
The True Na of the sea.
Simultaneously, the situation was not favorable for Ronald.
This ti, the 'True Na' Spell wasn't so crafty sneak attack, but rather an authentic activation of the True Na system portrayed in the original Earth Sea Legend.
He unreservedly exposed the True Na of the sea.
Then, at that mont, called upon the na of the ocean to drown Ronald within the seawater.
Truthfully, Ronald naturally wasn't afraid of the 'True Na' Spell.
However, the enormity summoned in action by the Spell was what he found difficult to contend with.
The might of nature pressed with sudden and imnse force on his body.
No matter that Ronald's body was as strong as steel, he couldn't remain indifferent under the sea's hostility.
Thus, Ronald decisively soared upwards.
Poof—
With a splash, Ronald shot out above the surface, into the air.
Beneath him, the turbulent sea surged erratically, waves tens of ters high tossed back and forth, like giant hands attempting to drag him back into the ocean depths.
Watching this spectacle, Ronald ascended to a higher altitude.
Finally escaping the assault range of the thrashing sea below.
Admittingly, the True Na Spell is truly formidable, presenting undeniable danger in specific environnts.
Yet fortunately, such orders cannot contradict the inherent nature of objects.
Otherwise, if the water below were truly to transform into a freely maneuvering enemy, Ronald would have had no choice but to seek refuge in another world.
Splish—
At this point, another splash erupted.
Il's silhouette imdiately sprang forth from within.
Only, temporarily without the ability to fly, she could only glide for a mont before landing on the surface, rising and falling with the waves.
As the earlier order from 'True Na' targeted solely Ronald, Il was hence unaffected.
Ronald cast a Spell to pull her up, flying together in the sky.
Only then did Il speak up:
"Boss, they're catching up!"
"It'd be troubleso if they weren't," Ronald responded simply, wielding the pitch-black Longsword before him, "Tracking enemies in these sea conditions would certainly be a relief for !"
Whoosh—
In the next instant, the power of Daylight ignited on the pitch-black Sword of Saint Catherine.
Ronald infused Magic Power unreservedly, thus not only did flas fiercely grow on the blade, the sword's edge itself glowed with a sharp radiance.
Splash—
At this mont, the enemy in the seawater revealed themselves, buoyed by the waves.
Alongside the original bearer of the Nine Commandnts eting, black and white defensive Spells intertwined, forming a sealed ring.
In such state 'Governor' floated in the air, exchanging gazes with Ronald.
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