The blade swung down, and the flas of [Solar Power] surged into the air.
Costate, engaged in a pursuit battle with the enemy, responded in an instant upon hearing Ronald. The maid skillfully controlled the violent compression and expansion of the airflow, causing vortices to change direction, forming countless clockwise and counterclockwise circular airflows.
The transformation was completed in an instant.
This new airflow structure, with layers of wind rings rubbing against each other, was far more powerful than knife cuts, akin to a massive airborne pulverizer!
However, the enemy battling Costate showed no fear.
The recent airburst was sothing he could directly resist with his strong physical body, and the current cutting was also no match.
Devoid of the impact from previous explosions affecting movent, his speed was now even faster, allowing him to slowly close the distance with Costate.
Boom—
But before the enemy could catch up with Costate, Ronald and Costate’s teamwork had already shown results.
The raging flas of [Solar Power] adhered to the spiraling airflow, quickly spreading upward at a lightning speed and swiftly covering all the air currents.
In an instant, the dark sky was illuminated by the golden-red flas.
The massive fire tornado danced wildly in the air, raising the surrounding temperature constantly, making it look like an apocalyptic hell and inspiring dread in one’s heart.
"..."
Outside the fire tornado, Ronald’s expression remained unrelaxed.
He stared at the battlefield now completely surrounded by flas and air currents, imrsed in thought.
Although the vision was entirely engulfed by flas.
Ronald’s sharp hearing still allowed him to hear the sounds of battle within the fire tornado.
Costate, the caster of this spell, naturally had no issue being inside.
But it was surprising that the attacking enemy could not only resist the cutting of the strong airflow but also completely disregard the burning of the [Solar Power] flas!
"I knew it wouldn’t be solved so easily..."
Having confird the situation, Ronald remarked softly and tightened his grip on the longsword with his right hand, rushing into the fiery storm.
——The environnt within the fire tornado was extrely harsh.
Even though Ronald’s flying spell was strong, upon entering, he was still affected by the airflow, making his movents during flight sowhat distorted.
Fortunately, this interference quickly vanished.
Costate, who controlled the spell, was capable of multitasking, so the maid promptly adjusted the airflow impact once Ronald entered, making targeted alterations.
And then, the scene unfolded before him.
Within the fire tornado, it’s impossible to see anything with the naked eye; only at very close proximity could faint shadows be discerned. Ronald had to rely on sensing the source of magic power and his keen hearing to locate the enemy within the fire tornado.
He paused for a few seconds to process the information collected in his mind.
After confirming Costate and the enemy’s locations, Ronald accelerated upward.
Approaching the proximity of the enemy, Ronald first gripped the hilt of the Saint Catherine sword with both hands, placing it against his abdon with the tip pointing outward, assuming the most forceful posture for a thrusting attack.
Swish—
The next mont, the enemy’s figure appeared faintly among the flas, followed by the black sword blade touching the enemy’s back.
Thunk—Crack—
Ronald imdiately felt the sensation of the sword blade piercing an object, but soon felt it being deflected upward.
The Saint Catherine sword indeed inflicted effective damage.
Even the enemy possessing this terrifying physical body felt surprised after being injured and reacted intensely.
He swiftly accelerated upward, escaping the sword blade’s reach through rapid position changes, even enduring the Saint Catherine sword carving a straight downward trench in his back.
anwhile, Ronald did not stop; his successful attack naturally ant he wouldn’t let the opponent escape.
He also used a spell, pursuing the enemy, deliberately enhancing the strength of his arms with magic power.
His successful attack had given him a clear understanding of the enemy’s physical strength. To suppress the opponent in a normal one-on-one battle, he needed to continue strengthening his power!
"..."
The airborne enemy, flying upward, collided with the approaching Costate.
As the master of the airflow, the maid knew everything happening within the fire tornado, including Ronald’s success and the enemy’s choice to escape.
Thus, she blocked the enemy’s path forward, planning to hold him and form a pincer attack with Ronald behind.
"Roar—!"
The enemy, caught in the middle, let out a roar filled with power in an instant.
The furious sound contained a certain suppressive force on the spirit.
Even though Ronald and Costate were prepared for defense, they couldn’t help but experience a brief mont of distraction.
The next second, they recovered from the influence of the roar.
They found the enemy who had issued the terrifying roar, seemingly preparing for a desperate fight, suddenly turned mid-air and escaped the fire tornado’s area at an astonishing speed and began accelerating toward the ground.
This guy... he fled?!
The intense battle about life and death turned into a swift retreat to save his life.
Such a turnaround left Ronald montarily speechless.
"Costate, chase!"
This was certainly no reason to let the enemy go.
Ronald briefly commanded Costate, then he rushed out of the flas first, closely pursuing the enemy’s figure.
Bang—
Upon exiting the fire tornado, Ronald locked his gaze onto the opponent.
At that mont, he discovered the opponent had another formidable ability—rapid physical regeneration.
The human-like enemy, the wounds on his back just torn open, were closing with incredible speed. As Ronald watched, the glaring sword wound vanished without a trace.
Had Ronald erged a second later, missing this scene.
Seeing the opponent’s intact back might even make him doubt if his previous attack was an illusion.
"Strong physical strength, exaggerated self-healing ability, truly a body-strengthening specialist..."
With a body powerful to such an extent, having equally outstanding restorative abilities was expected. Ronald wasn’t surprised by this; he imdiately devised a plan to deal with the enemy, preparing to chant a spell.
Then suddenly, the fleeing enemy ahead stopped.
Standing on the ground, he turned to face Ronald, raising his hands high:
"Stop, stop!"
"No more fighting, humans, no more fighting!"
User Comments
0 comments from readers