What on earth is the original text of the opponent?
Before finding a way to subdue or defeat the caster in front of him, Ronald naturally pondered this question first.
He had just heard the opponent's incantation.
But unfortunately, apart from understanding the aning of the prophecy, the other clues were beyond Ronald's scope of knowledge; he didn't even have any similar textual impression in his mory.
Only analyzing from the content of the opponent's recitation.
Perhaps this fellow's original text is a travelogue?
In that case, it would explain that control over earth and soil.
Ronald analyzed the opponent's original text and possible spells while continuing to close the distance between them.
Before thinking of the most suitable way to restrain their movents.
Using his powerful physique to suppress the opponent through close-combat wrestling was undoubtedly a good choice.
However, expectations and reality had so discrepancies.
As Ronald charged forward a distance, weird changes began to appear in the dim space underground. Accompanied by the recitation of the caster of the "Nine Commandnts Secret eting," the soil on the ground around them began to tremble again.
The sa small mounds first appeared on the ground.
But this ti, the change caused by the spell was not soft soil condensing into spikes to attack people, but rather skeletal arms, pale and white, struggling up from beneath the ground.
Crack—swish—
In just the blink of an eye, the space between Ronald and the caster of the "Nine Commandnts Secret eting" was filled with undead skeletons erging from the underground.
These awakened dead were dressed in ragged, but uniformly clerical attire, identical to the nun Ronald rescued earlier.
That spell just now.
Was it used to awaken the sleeping dead?
Ronald was surprised, but as he prepared for battle, what happened next exceeded his imagination.
After breaking free from the earth's constraints and awakening.
These undead didn't act imdiately; instead, they opened their completely fleshless skeletal mouths, gazing at each other while emitting creaky sounds.
The undead appearing underground have self-awareness!
Moreover, their whispering, reduced to re skeletal movents and collisions, had completely departed from the realm of human language. Even Ronald, who possessed language understanding abilities, couldn't discern the aning in this eerie ambiance.
Then, just as Ronald cautiously assud a defensive posture,
these clerical undead seed to have finished their negotiation, and suddenly their bodies burst forth with powerful magic fluctuations, launching indiscriminate attacks on the two living persons present.
Ronald was montarily aghast.
The creations summoned by the "Nine Commandnts Secret eting" caster attacked even the caster himself?
This is probably a spell chosen solely for mutual destruction with the enemy!
But soon, Ronald was relieved.
After all, the current situation was rather special; the caster of the "Nine Commandnts Secret eting" had the protection of "Immortal Material," so even though he was among the targets of attack, the spells from these undead were entirely ineffective on him.
Ultimately, it was Ronald alone who had to bear this pressure.
The attacks from the undead soon arrived.
Though these awakened dead were no longer living beings, the spells they mastered in life remained unaffected.
The magical radiance flashed underground, even causing Ronald to feel so pressure.
In response to the enemy's attack.
Ronald could clearly sense varying degrees of weakening in his enhancent magic, and even the "Sunday Power" affixed to the Sword of Saint Catherine, dimd slightly under the undead assault.
This was not just an ordinary magical attack.
But a specialized spell targeting the mystical side, nearly capable of weakening most normal spells.
It reminded Ronald of the history he once learned.
In ancient tis, the Church conducted quite classic witch hunts on the mystical side, surely involving related spells.
And such attacks clearly defined in targeting, with attributes restrained to the extre.
These were likely the most mainstream attack thods used by church personnel in that era.
"…"
"Didn't expect to experience the plight of ancient casters here…"
Feeling sowhat helpless, Ronald began extracting magic power from the original text to reinforce his spells.
He quickly moved to the center of the undead group and seized the opportunity to slash around.
Whoosh—
In an instant, dazzling flas surged up from the depths of the earth once more.
Though the attacks of the deceased could weaken spell effectiveness.
Yet Ronald extracted magic power from the original text to enhance the "Sunday Power" from the "Divine Cody"! With the inherent strong ability to dispel evil of the spell, such a massive difference in magnitude couldn't be bridged by re attribute restraint.
Accompanied by Ronald's actions, where the flas swept through, pale bones were crushed into powder.
From the position where Ronald stood as the center.
With just one strike, nearly nine-tenths of the dead summoned by the caster of the "Nine Commandnts Secret eting" were eliminated.
Only at the very edge.
Several undead had good luck, escaping disaster due to weakened spell effects.
"Hmm?"
Despite achieving a successful hit, Ronald was not pleased; instead, he frowned.
Because Ronald felt the air inhaled through his nose becoming moist.
This place just roasted by the flas of "Sunday Power," how could moisture appear? It couldn't be dismissed simply because it's an island area, overlooking the might of the flas!
Following the direction from which the moist air arrived.
Only then did Ronald understand.
While he was dealing with the undead, the caster of the "Nine Commandnts Secret eting" seized the mont to complete yet another spell.
Behind this man.
The magic power extracted from the original text transford into turbulent floodwaters, condensing behind him, and accumulating more and more.
At the mont Ronald realized it.
This caster of the "Nine Commandnts Secret eting" decisively abandoned maintaining the seawater, instead pouring out these water currents instantly, surging over toward Ronald's side fiercely!
Rumble—
In the underground enclosed space, tidal-wave-like floods surged.
Ronald had seen this scene before and knew well how potentially dangerous such a spell could be.
Ronald dared not take such dangers lightly.
So when the flood reached him, he leaped high, chanting incantations:
"Attempting to trap the opponent with a maze personally crafted by the designer, how laughable!"
"…"
Overlooking the flood below, immaculate wings unfolded behind Ronald.
The battle here didn't require overly sophisticated flying skills, so he employed the long-unused "Icarus Wings," keeping a spell from the "Astronomy Master" as a trump card.
Yet at the height of the cavern, Ronald witnessed a bizarre event.
Apart from the spot where the caster of the "Nine Commandnts Secret eting" stood, there was a piece of empty ground at the flood's corner.
It was due to the surviving undead creating a space in a corner of the cavern.
And what they protected was indeed the nun Ronald rescued!
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