"People from the 'Nine Commandnts Secret eting'?"
Ronald's expression showed a hint of surprise, but he quickly beca relieved.
The casters who attacked Frank's estate had defected to the 'Nine Commandnts Secret eting.' It made sense for these people to be involved in this sudden action.
However, compared to Ronald's calmness, Anthony, who was being carried by him, was far from at ease.
The elderly caster seed capable of warning his companions even in pain.
But in truth, his mind was completely filled with astonishnt.
Anthony had witnessed Ronald and Costate in action before, but the power they displayed then and now was vastly different!
He even began to wonder.
These two are launching an assault on the 'Nine Commandnts Secret eting.'
Perhaps they truly could deal a significant blow to the opposition, possibly altering the current situation on the Southern Continent.
Deep down, Anthony knew that during his negotiation with Frank, his words were half-truths, half-lies. In his heart, he was genuinely prepared to risk his life to deliver a final blow to the 'Nine Commandnts Secret eting.'
Now, that distant fantasy seed to be transforming into a reality within reach.
The turmoil in Anthony's heart was stronger than at any ti since the three had t!
anwhile.
As the casters of the 'Nine Commandnts Secret eting' below were in shock, and Anthony was inwardly trembling.
Costate turned to Ronald for instruction:
"Sir, should we kill him?"
Ronald also focused on the casters down below.
If they wanted to leave, this guy certainly couldn't be held back. But Ronald and his companions had been seen by the opponent, and if sothing unexpected happened, no one could foresee what might occur next.
Many possibilities flashed through their minds one by one.
But honestly, it was hard to weigh a clear decision on this matter in the short term.
Thinking of this, Ronald's eyes narrowed.
They could only proceed from the standpoint of both friend and foe.
In situations like this, hesitation was a major taboo, sotis even more deadly than making the wrong choice.
Thus, Ronald quickly made a decision.
He raised his hand and summoned the surrounding storm's dust and stones, which flew out a distance and hovered by his side.
Just like Costate earlier.
Ronald lightly waved his hand toward the 'Nine Commandnts Secret eting' casters below.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
A spell to manipulate objects was activated, and the debris swiftly shot downward.
The casters of the 'Nine Commandnts Secret eting' below dared not be overconfident, and imdiately dodged aside, intending to evade the attack.
However, just as he jumped and couldn't change direction mid-air, the stones controlled by Ronald shattered during flight, forming smaller and larger fragnts.
This ti, the attack covered a larger area and completely enveloped the 'Nine Commandnts Secret eting' casters.
Like the bullets of a shotgun, the stones subrged him within.
"Ahhh!"
Faced with this quick strike and transformation.
The 'Nine Commandnts Secret eting' caster was really hard-pressed to handle it and was imdiately hit.
Amidst painful screams and splattering blood, he fell powerlessly toward the ground, making a dull thud.
At this mont, Ronald in the sky once again ascended, leaving behind an instruction:
"Costate, take care of it."
The servant nodded slightly, controlling the storm to drag the now powerless enemy into it. The figure of the enemy soon disappeared within the storm, no further trace of their existence to be seen.
Having dealt with the intruding enemies, Ronald and his companions didn't wish to linger.
So Costate controlled the storm to disperse around them, while Ronald accelerated his flying spell, bringing the three straight up into the air.
…
On the ground, the people experienced another world entirely.
Ordinary people, seeing such a scene, had long fled, hoping not to be accidentally hurt by the terrifying spells.
As for the people of the 'Nine Commandnts Secret eting'…
They watched as their leader bravely charged into the storm, naturally hesitating on whether to follow him in.
Most casters, in truth, didn't have very good defensive capabilities.
Confronted with a storm that looked daunting just at a glance, they couldn't actually bring themselves to rush in alongside their leader.
Then, everything was too late.
Just after a few breaths, even the few casters capable of entering the storm hadn't made a decision yet, and the tornado in front of them suddenly expanded outward.
"Run away!"
"Find a place to cover yourself, don't try to withstand this spell directly!"
At a critical mont, soone yelled, followed by the panic-stricken flight of the 'Nine Commandnts Secret eting' casters.
Those who were quicker naturally sprinted outward.
The storm's area expanded while its destructive power proportionally decreased, so distancing themselves would ensure safety.
And those who were slower faced quite the predicant.
Except for those with suitable hiding places nearby, anyone without sothing sturdy to hide behind was quickly swept into the storm, thereafter tossed high and far into the sky.
For those without a failsafe to save themselves.
Their fate of free-falling was a death sentence.
"..."
Several seconds later, the storm dissipated.
Costate mainly targeted the 'Nine Commandnts Secret eting' casters, without plans to expand the impact to the entire city area.
So after the effect of the spell ended, the surviving casters reappeared.
What lay before them was a circular plaza completely cleared out, with a large pit at its center, as if the ground had collapsed inward here before.
"Grey Feather… Lord Grey Feather?"
At this point, soone from the 'Nine Commandnts Secret eting' spoke up.
More people started appearing around them, and after counting, they found that the losses were still acceptable.
But alone among them, Grey Feather, who led this operation and was the manager of this city's 'Nine Commandnts' action group, was completely silent.
The group searched the surroundings, unable to find even the slightest trace.
"The last I saw of him, he seed to rush in before the storm spread?"
"..."
Nurous casters fell into silence.
They understood what had happened here, but no one dared to be the first to voice reality. They even began pretending no one had sacrificed themselves, continuing their previous search actions.
But a few minutes later.
From Frank's estate, a group of people hurriedly arrived at the scene.
They were the ones previously tasked with questioning and searching.
However, unlike when Ronald saw them, the group now included another caster, soone seemingly even higher-ranked than Snow.
Upon arrival, this caster imdiately called out:
"What happened here, what was going on just now?"
"Where's Grey Feather, call him over imdiately to explain everything here!"
Those present exchanged looks.
Finally, a caster gathered the courage to step forward:
"Just now, soone summoned a storm here to escape. Lord Grey Feather attempted to stop them and rushed in…"
The man's eyebrow shot up at this explanation, anger written all over his face:
"They dare kill our people?"
"Return to the administration departnt imdiately, we can't let these madn get away!"
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