Companions were still fighting over there, while he was busy extracting the original texts.
Although victory for Catherine was already certain.
But wasn’t this a bit unkind?
Boom!
The thought had just erged in Ronald’s mind when a trendous noise erupted from Catherine’s position, accompanied by violent tremors in the ground beneath his feet.
Heaven knew what terrifying spells had been used on that battlefield.
With human strength, to create an earthquake-like terror on the land!
"..."
Looking in the direction of the tremors, Ronald was montarily dazed.
This attack was undoubtedly Catherine’s doing.
Because at that mont, the emotional fluctuations of the enemy caster opposite her instantly vanished—the person was clearly dead.
Afterward, a red figure leaped high from afar.
In the blink of an eye, Catherine had crossed hundreds of ters and jumped right beside Ronald from her battlefield.
At this mont, the female caster was clean and unruffled, looking utterly relaxed.
There was no sign of any injuries.
Clearly, Catherine had completely dominated her enemy and easily claid victory.
After landing, Catherine glanced at Ronald and Ella on the ground, then her gaze swiftly shifted to a huge stone sphere beside them,
"Yo, Ronald, you’ve also wrapped things up quite quickly over here."
"Plus, this stone is quite impressive, just looking at it you can tell it’s hard to destroy."
"People’s greed is as hard as this stone," Ronald replied smilingly, then naturally expressed his own doubts, "It should be no problem on your side, right? The noise I heard wasn’t small."
Hearing Ronald’s concern, a mocking curve appeared on Catherine’s lips:
"Wasn’t it huge?"
"That old immortal wanted to completely liberate the original texts, truly lacking any dignity of a Great Wizard. For such people, I don’t care much, so I simply wiped out both the person and the book, saving quite a bit of effort."
Both the person and the book wiped out...
Hearing Catherine’s response, Ronald’s expression instantly froze.
She ant that she had destroyed the enemy’s original texts as well, which caused such a big fuss!
On the other hand, Catherine seed quite pleased with Ronald’s reaction.
She even smiled happily at Ronald as she began casting a spell while explaining:
"It’s nothing, just a book."
"I have enough of my own right now; I don’t need to act like a rabid dog over these things."
"..."
Ronald had no response, only managing a smile along with Catherine.
Glancing at Ella lying on the ground, he even felt a bit embarrassed to take his own spoils of war.
anwhile, Catherine completed her minor spell.
Then, she slightly furrowed her brow:
"No good, Bapulor and the last guy are within a completely closed barrier. Unless they finish fighting and co out, we can’t break in."
Ronald nodded.
Recalling his own recent battle experience, he could understand the enemy’s spell characteristics.
Now, all Ronald and Catherine could do was quietly wait for Bapulor.
Following that, Catherine walked over and sat on a stone.
Her relaxed deanor showed no signs of the tension typical of a battlefield.
With arms crossed in confidence, Catherine was so at ease that she even struck up a conversation with Ronald:
"Ronald, how did you fare against that old crone?"
"I was outside dealing with Alston and I didn’t know what was happening with you."
"..."
"It was a bit of a hassle, this guy has extrely strong life force, and he can constantly adjust his traits to strengthen himself based on the enemy’s attacks..."
Ronald explained the fight to Catherine.
At the sa ti, he waved his hand and dismissed the giant stone sphere that stood quietly on the side.
After he finished explaining, Catherine stood up with interest and walked over to look at Ella, who was now a heap of mangled flesh.
Although consciousness had been taken from her.
The wizard’s outrageous life force was still at work.
In this completely shapeless state, she still maintained basic vital functions.
"She really is a troubleso one..."
Looking at Ella, Catherine sighed softly and then turned to Ronald with a suggestion,
"Ronald, I’ll keep an eye on her here."
"You go and take out her original text."
"I’m not comfortable leaving her body transformation unchecked like this, we must prevent any potential problems."
At this mont, Ronald had no excuse to defer.
Bending down to pick up Ella from the ground, he found a suitable distance and began to work.
—This wasn’t the first ti Ronald had extracted soone’s original text.
However, compared to the extraction of Lumir’s text, extracting the original text of Ella, the Great Wizard, was far less challenging.
Now, Ronald didn’t need to worry about the life safety of the other party.
The strength of the magic power in his body, far superior to the past, and his unparalleled control skills were superior advantages that sped up the extraction of the original text.
Thus, with the injection of magic power.
Ella’s unconscious body convulsively twitched violently, causing many of her still unrepaired organs to collapse outright during the process!
Had this been done to a living and normal person...
By the ti the original text was extracted, it might be ti to pick a patch of ground in the cetery for the caster.
During this process, a red paste-like substance began to seep from Ella’s chest. This red was unlike blood or fla, instead, it was a healthy red that, like the sun, could bring vitality to life!
Finally, in front of Ronald.
These red paste-like substances gradually converged, eventually taking the form of a book.
When its form finally stabilized.
With a complex tone, Ronald read the text on the cover:
"On the Origin of Species..."
A renowned work, an undeniable masterpiece in human history.
Although under the developnt of biology, the theories in the book have greatly changed, no one can deny the impact this book has had on human civilization.
Moreover, Ronald understood.
The fact that it appeared in this world in the form of an original text undoubtedly represented the original form of Darwin’s work.
At this mont, Ronald recalled the introduction of Ella by Catherine and his own encounter during the fight.
"Strong body transformation capabilities..."
"Isn’t that so?"
A complex smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.
Respecting and anticipating the content of this work, Ronald flipped to the first page of the original text and slowly read the words:
"December 1831, I had the privilege of embarking on the Royal Navy vessel ’Beagle’ as a naturalist, beginning a five-year global scientific expedition..."
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