Chapter 715: Chapter 358: Thief, Golden Ring, Encounter
Perhaps the Spell for Space Escape hadn’t cooled down yet, so now he could only flee in this manner.
Ronan had a strong premonition in his heart—his chance to catch up with this Golden Goblin was probably only now.
"Hiss—"
Ronan took a deep breath, with Titanium Like Water covering his entire body, instantly entering the Space Silvering state.
"Swish—"
His whole body leaped forward as if flickering, after several Short-distance Space Transmissions.
Ronan slightly raised his right hand, countless titanium shattered and separated, transforming into something akin to chains or broken notes.
A dense Forbidden Magic Domain Qi Mechanism surged out.
The broken fragments of Golden Notes formed the shape of an Eagle Wing Blade, as an ancient chant sounded.....
"Spiritual Maya’s Poem...."
"Golden Origin!"
Golden Light flashed in Ronan’s eyes, he raised a blade and slashed fiercely towards the almost uncapturable figure of the Golden Goblin at the edge of his sight before a dark forest.
The brilliant Golden Blade drew across, the blade light forming a line, reflecting a dreamlike landscape of the Golden Era.
"Rip—"
The fiery torrent of gold and flame silently poured into a silvery mirror with rippling waves, in a certain part of the Void.
At the same time, a similar silver mirror appeared in front of the dark forest, facing the direction of the Golden Goblin.
"Whoosh!"
The crimson-gold blade light of Golden Origin slashed out from the mirror surface of the Space Mirror Skill.
Ronan heard the Golden Goblin let out a strange scream, then it was engulfed by the dazzling blade light.
"Boom—"
The residual power of the blazing blade light did not diminish, shooting straight into the dark forest, destroying vast areas of strange woods. A fierce fire rose within the large forest, reflecting a splendid golden yellow.
"Swish—"
Ronan’s figure flickered, arriving at the edge of the burning forest.
He stared at the spot where the Golden Goblin was just slashed, only to find it empty, with only a deep golden trench remaining on the ground.
In the trench, golden magma bubbled up, and a golden ring emerged from beneath the magma.
Ronan’s eyes flickered slightly, casually grabbing the ring, placing it in his hand to examine, discovering it was also a ring, except this one was golden and looked much more advanced than the silver one Jason once had.
"Whoosh—"
A cold gust of wind blew past, and Jason appeared beside Ronan.
"Did you catch it?"
The first thing Jason asked upon opening his mouth, Ronan shook his head, handing over the golden ring for him to see.
"Only left with this."
"Damn!"
Jason couldn’t help but curse, looking frustrated, "My treasure... my vast fortune!
The duck that reached my mouth flew away!!"
Ronan listened to Jason gnash his teeth in anger and casually comforted him, "Alright, it’s not a total loss... didn’t you get two Magic Tools?"
"Compared to what that yellow-skinned rat took, those are just drops in the ocean..."
Jason sighed rather dejectedly, raised his hand, and took out the two Magic Tools, saying, "One for each, you choose one."
"No need."
Ronan shook his head to refuse, thought for a moment, then put away the golden ring in his hand, "When we find the location of that treasure... we’ll take everything back with interest."
"I must empty out its nest!"
Jason nodded forcefully with a bitter tone.
"Crackle—"
The forest ahead, suffering from even greater calamity, burned wildly with Golden Fire, the charred strange woods presenting a peculiar golden color, and the flowing flames solidified into asphalt-like liquid gold on the ground, making the surroundings appear splendidly resplendent.
Ronan gently waved his sleeve to extinguish the residual flames from the Spell.
Suddenly, he frowned slightly, staring at a spot in the strange woods, and shouted in a low voice, "Who goes there? Come out."
Originally muttering curses under his breath, Jason immediately closed his mouth and gazed alertly in the direction Ronan was looking.
Under the gaze of the two, from a shadowy part of the dark forest, a figure walked out silently.
This was a medium built, slightly slender figure.
Wearing a small black cloak with a hood and sleeves, underneath was tight leather armor, only exposing a pair of eyes decorated with strange patterns, suggesting he was a man, with cold eyes.
This strangely dressed slender man exuded only the aura of a Level 3 Wizard.
Jason, upset by his belongings being stolen, found it difficult to fathom being "spied on" by a Level 3 Wizard, and called out loudly with a cold face, "Leave!"
"Whiz—"
"Bang!"
A silver short arrow carved with strange and complex rune patterns hovered less than an inch from Jason’s face, its tail trembling violently, held tightly by a slender and strong hand.
Jason was stunned by the sudden attack, his face turning slightly pale as he glanced at Ronan, subconsciously murmuring, "Damien..."
Ronan slowly retracted the hand holding the short arrow aimed at Jason’s face, looked at the rune short arrow in his hand, raised his head, narrowed his eyes to scrutinize the hooded man in front, and spoke softly, "Blast Rune Arrow... are you a Wizard of the Tangista Empire?"
Though only a Level 3 Wizard, the slender man executed his attack skillfully and stealthily, capable of launching a surprise attack on a Level 4 Dawn Wizard without any warning. Upon hearing Ronan’s words, a flicker appeared in the man’s eyes but his face showed no fear, even as he began loading a second rune arrow onto a crossbow-like Magic Tool in his hand.
"Damn!"
Jason now recovered completely, the slits on both sides of his cheeks writhing with anger as he lunged forward with intense hostility.
"Courting death!"
The great Spiritual Field belonging to a Level 4 Wizard burst out, numerous gloomy and oppressive Dark Energy surged forth, Jason furiously grabbed for the Level 3 Wizard.
However, before he could advance far, shadows behind the Level 3 Wizard revealed figures dressed similarly to him.
"Level 4... Level 4... Level 4... Level 5?!"
Jason’s movement halted under the icy, indifferent gazes, and his pupils shrank sharply upon seeing a Level 5 Wizard leading the opposite group.
The momentum surging around him stagnated as he swallowed nervously, his movement stiff, he turned his head to Ronan, and spoke.
"Da...Damien..."
"Let’s go!"
Ronan shouted in a low voice, using spiritual power to envelop Jason’s form, pulling him back directly.
Almost simultaneously, the wizards suspected to be from the Tangista Empire raised their hands collectively on the side of the dark forest.
In an instant, dozens of rune arrows flashing with chill and violent energy fluctuations arrived in front of the two!
Ronan took a deep breath, instantly entering the Empty Spirit Extreme Thought state, his Spiritual Field, grand and like an ethereal celestial mechanism, expanded outward, then.... with a "boom" it completely exploded!