The level of danger these demons presented once again exceeded Ronald’s expectations.
This sudden change was not a tactical decision the demons made on the fly during battle.
It was a preditated plan that began the mont they were summoned.
Much like the impression Ronald had of these demons from the start.
Like an army, the demons initially split into several groups, the majority used to engage Ronald and confuse his focus.
A smaller group of demons, however, operated ticulously in the air around according to a strategic plan, eventually each hovering at a key node of a cross formation array, thereby completing the most troubleso and crucial step in constructing the array.
By the ti Ronald was drawn to the attention of the demon feasting on corpses and launched an attack, the setup here was already completed.
The frawork of the array was built.
The remaining demons seemingly flying around chaotically only needed to fill their respective positions when close to support the entire array’s operation instantly.
When Ronald tracked down the one who had just attacked him and took action.
The demons had fully constructed the array, surrounding Ronald in the center of the cross formation!
[Question—Do you worship Jehovah, the Lord of Hosts?]
A solemn and dignified voice echoed.
Ronald looked around; there was no one speaking here.
It was a natural reaction phenonon ford by the spells constructed by demons, much like the inexplicable voice-overs in the "Maze Illustration".
As the voice fell, Ronald imdiately felt a certain heavy thing pressing down on him.
It felt as if so force was compelling him to respond to this question.
Recalling the information explored earlier, the enemy’s spells originated from the dangerous original texts of the Witch Hunting Era.
This spell filled with hostility.
Cooperating with the opponent would an an incoming attack, or rather now being within it ant entering into a judgnt environnt.
Going along with the rhythm of the spell would definitely worsen an already dire situation, making everything worse!
"..."
Ronald steadied his mind and gritted his teeth.
As a powerful caster with several original texts, he had enough status to face this judgnt environnt head-on and withstand the oppression brought by the interrogatory voice.
Only a few seconds had passed.
Ronald’s silence seed to infuriate the deeper logic of the spell’s operation.
A voice filled with majesty rang out once more.
With an added layer of rebuke and anger!
[Question—Have you betrayed your faith and colluded with demons?]
"..."
The mont the question dropped, Ronald imdiately felt an added layer of pressure on himself.
He still chose not to respond.
But under the rules of this judgnt magic’s suppression, Ronald’s coping thod led to his body feeling unusually heavy, making movent difficult, and his previously clear mind becoming muddled.
No, I must interrupt or terminate this spell!
[Question—Did you use witchcraft to harm the good?]
The interrogating voice seed to detect Ronald’s struggle, asking the third question faster and more urgently than the second!
And this question appeared different from the previous two.
At this mont, the entire judgnt seed to pivot, as the interrogatory voice landed the surrounding clouds began to flicker with lightning, and the atmospheric pressure quickly dropped.
Ronald’s previously impervious-to-hot-and-cold body strangely felt both cold and hot; two contradictory sensations hit him at once.
But compared to these external symptoms.
The most dangerous part of the spell was still the judgnt process’s suppression of a person’s heart.
So targeted malice against wizards was invading the judged person’s mind.
This spell was forcibly or deliberately twisting reality, forcing the judged to accept accountability, defining him as a subject fitting the judgnt target!
Whoosh——
Suddenly, bright flas ignited in the array surrounded by demons.
It appeared as if Ronald, who had been thoroughly suppressed by the spell, forcibly broke free from the oppression of judgnt, transforming from his original human form into the [Divine Chariot] form with angel wings on his back.
Divine flas exploded suddenly, sweeping away the oppressive atmosphere in the air completely.
"Whew——"
"That was really dangerous..."
Ronald couldn’t help but exhale; he almost fell into their trap!
Just when his mind was hazy, about to admit guilt.
The soul’s power of the "Prudent Angel" from the "Divine Cody" preserved a sliver of clarity in Ronald’s heart. It allowed him, at the crucial mont, to activate his critical spell, turning the tide.
The abnormal state of suppressing the mind and will was even enough to make soone lose the desire to counteract the spell.
If it were another caster without any related ans.
In the blink of an eye, they would probably fall into the rules’ cave of judgnt.
"..."
"Costate, the lantern!"
At this mont, Ronald called out loudly.
His voice traversed the air and clouds, reaching the ears of the maid above.
Imdiately, a bright and steady light point fell from the sky.
Costate took out the [Absolute Sea Lantern] and sent it towards Ronald through a spell.
A peculiar scene unfolded in the air.
Wherever the [Absolute Sea Lantern] passed, the pitch-black demons fled and dodged.
Although they didn’t know the origin of this lantern, as soon as that fla capable of threatening all real material reflected in their eyes, these exceptionally intelligent demons desperately dashed away, striving to keep their distance from the [Absolute Sea Lantern].
Pop——
Ronald grasped the [Absolute Sea Lantern] smoothly.
Earlier, the demons’ evading actions not only saved Ronald the effort but also exposed their fear. So Ronald tilted the lantern slightly, mixing the fla with the [Power of the Sun] he had summoned.
The Sword of Saint Catherine imdiately slashed out a cross.
Bright fire laced with a unique aura swept towards the demons ahead.
At this mont, the array ford by the demons turned out to be the biggest flaw leading to their demise. The shape of the cross formation made it exceptionally easy for Ronald to launch a focused attack.
Even if so demons chose to flee.
But failing to escape the group, they would be instantly caught by the rapidly growing flas, pulling them into the burning abyss.
In the blink of an eye, the flas spread wide.
The entire sky, illuminated by demon-fueled flas, resembled a sea of fire, mingling with the wails of the demons’ language.
Fortunately, these flas ca quickly and disappeared just as fast.
Like their abnormal burning speed, soon no trace of demons remained in the sky.
Except not far in front of Ronald, exactly at the core of the array.
An original text book floated slowly from the sky cleansed of everything.
"It’s finally over."
Ronald stretched his body.
He handled this original text with exceptional caution, quickly flying over to catch it in hand, reciting the book’s na:
"The Witch’s Hamr."
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