If everything had gone as expected,
the elderly man, now utterly dominated by bestiality and infused with the force of ’Fury’, should have had his life taken by Ronald’s black mist instantly.
However, this was not a battle of one man.
Within this battle, the unconscious elderly man still had a companion.
— The holder of the "Astronomy Master".
Having witnessed the skirmish on the ground and seeing his companion suddenly transform into this state, how could he possibly remain indifferent?
Thus, as expected, this original holder activated his own spell.
Just like the last ti when Clark from the investigation bureau and the witch from the "Original Witches Council" clashed, the "Astronomy Master"’s spell took imdiate effect, dragging the attacking force of ’Fury’—the black mist—away forcibly.
Then, the black mist involved in the spell ford a continuously rotating ring in the air, showing almost no sign of leaking.
— At this very mont.
— Ronald could still feel his control over the spell.
Unfortunately, the movent speed of the black mist was far too slow to overco the dragging force.
Escape was impossible.
Faced with this situation, Ronald couldn’t help but mutter softly,
"This spell is really troubleso..."
"..."
Hardly had he spoken when Heloise on the ground seed to sense sothing and slightly lifted her head.
While reaching into her bosom to search for sothing, she shouted loudly to Ronald in the sky,
"Ronald, leave this guy to ."
"Focus on your own battle!"
"..."
Trusting one’s companions was a fundantal requisite in battle.
And Ronald had quite a bit of confidence in Heloise’s combat abilities.
So, as Heloise had reminded him,
Ronald’s gaze shifted and he imdiately redirected all his attention to the original holder in front of him.
Since Heloise promised to handle the enemy on the ground,
this original holder from the "Nine Commandnts" would be his to deal with.
Aiming at the opponent’s position, Ronald was about to make his move.
However, just at this critical mont, the Caster from the "Nine Commandnts" spoke again:
"Ronald, I can give you one last chance!"
"Return Lumière now and leave this country imdiately. I can pretend none of this ever happened, and you could even use your own original to beco a ruler doing whatever you want in so remote place."
"Listen, this is my last act of rcy toward you..."
"How dare you!"
Quickly, the Caster from the "Nine Commandnts"’s advice turned into an angry shout.
The reason was simple.
Ronald had no intention of idly chattering with him.
As the man began to speak, Ronald commanded a multitude of spirits to rise from the ground and encircle the opponent in the air.
At the sa ti, the two closest ones had already pounced in front of him!
The Caster from the "Nine Commandnts", not fully aware of the specific effects of this spell,
could still make out sothing with his years of studying mysticism.
— The spirits before him.
— It was without a doubt a very dangerous soul attack.
Thus, without hesitation, the Caster launched a new spell, one that Ronald had never seen before.
Almost without any warning, a pale yellow light spot erged on the man’s chest.
Then suddenly, a pulling force descended, directly sucking the two ghosts toward this small yellow spot. Although ghosts lack a physical form, under the interference of the spell, they were instantly drawn away like dust beside a ventilator and then disappeared into the inconspicuous yellow spot.
"..."
Watching this scene, Ronald’s heart sank.
Referring to the book "Astronomy Master," this spell was likely a very dangerous attack.
At that mont, the spell changed again.
Whoosh—
Having restrained the ghosts, the yellow spot imdiately broke away in front of the Caster and swiftly rushed toward Ronald!
"..."
Ronald was ready.
He lightly rubbed his ring, and the water of the Wis River beside him rose and was pulled up, forming layers in front of him like curtains.
Taking the opportunity provided by the curtain of water to conceal his figure, Ronald didn’t idle.
He activated the Wings of Icarus to quickly elevate his position, stopping only at the maximum height that the spell could sustain.
In the midst of the night, the situation below imdiately caught his eye.
When the yellow spot hit the water curtain that Ronald had just set up, imnse heat began to radiate from there. The sizable volu of Wes River water was evaporated in the blink of an eye.
Correspondingly, nearly all the surrounding space was enveloped by this steam.
With re human sight, it was almost impossible to discern anything within this vast white environnt.
Facing this situation, Ronald didn’t hesitate to switch spells:
"Its na is Styx,
and the dark water flows downward, reaching the dim and precipitous cliff base.
..."
After acquiring the High Witch’s rapid casting technique, Ronald could now activate his spells at an extrely fast speed.
So, when the power of "Fury" took effect, he imdiately discerned the enemy’s position.
In this vast expanse of steam, the Caster from the "Nine Commandnts" didn’t launch an attack on him.
Instead, judging by his trajectory,
he was attempting to approach the spot where Herlois and the old man had previously clashed.
Was he trying to provide assistance to his ally?
"How could I possibly let you pass..."
Having observed the enemy’s movents,
Ronald rubbed his ring again without delay.
The next second, a decree filled with the power of the "Governing Angel" ca forth from Ronald’s mouth:
"Stop!"
According to the feedback from "Fury," as Ronald’s command was uttered, the opposing Caster’s figure halted directly in midair.
However, unlike ordinary people, this individual was a holder of a classic text.
So, he quickly regained his ability to move under the influence of the decree.
Subsequently, a new yellow spot appeared in front of him, and following the position from which Ronald had shouted the command, he once again flung a spell at him!
Swish—
This ti, facing the attack, Ronald was not flustered at all.
Because the opponent’s actions had also exposed the fact that he could not directly ascertain Ronald’s position.
—The enemy was launching attacks based on the location provided by sound.
—He was unaware of Ronald’s exact movents.
Thus controlling the Wings of Icarus, Ronald imdiately flew downward and dove into the white fog ford by the steam.
He could control the enemy’s position, but the enemy had no idea.
Such a level of informational disparity, it was safe to say victory was practically in his hands.
—The next target was simple.
—Approach the enemy.
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