Chapter 716: Chapter 359: We Can’t Win This One, You Hold Them Off First
The spiritual field formed an invisible air wall, as rune arrows exploded around Ronan and Jason.
The terrifying energy aftermath burst open, causing the void to shake madly.
"Shhh——"
Amidst the sound reminiscent of metal sheets grinding against each other, a pair of wide golden wings tore through the rolling white waves, and two figures flew out one after the other from the center of the explosion.
Without giving Ronan and Jason any chance to breathe, the second wave of rune arrows had already arrived.
"Buzz——"
Golden rune patterns flashed in Ronan’s eyes. He raised his hand, and millions of ancient gold coins transformed into a river of gold flowing from his palms, colliding with the rune arrows, exploding, only to be completely devoured by the titanium that took on a gigantic mouth shape.
"Boom!"
After swallowing all the gold coin fragments and the explosive power of the spell, the titanium suddenly shattered, turning into countless large and small golden orbs, with its aura rapidly escalating.
Mid-stage Tier Four.. Late-stage Tier Four.. Peak of Tier Four..
Fifth Rank!
In an instant, the titanium transformed to a fifth-rank material, emitting a metallic spiritual wail, then metamorphosed into a form resembling a broken chain of notes, reassembling....
Ronan’s hands formed seals, and dense forbidden magic domain qi surged from his body, as golden lightning fell like rain, slowly sculpting a golden flame blade nearly a hundred meters large.
Jason beside him continuously muttered spells, but they were almost completely drowned out by the mystical chant echoing around the golden blade.
——"All things are children of fire and gold, all things return to the mother of fire and gold!"
Circles of tangible crimson aura spread from the golden blade, creating waves of heat that resembled the smelting of high-temperature metal.
Using the upgraded titanium, he once again performed the secret technique "Golden Origin," with its power more than doubling from before!
Ronan was coated in radiant golden brilliance, his pupils seemed to flow with golden magma, and his spiritual power locked onto the leading Level 5 Wizard in the distance.
Strike!
"Golden Origin!"
"Swish——"
The golden blade light cascaded like a waterfall, instantly filling the sky, reflecting an enchanting, mythical golden world.
The blade light immediately engulfed the Tangista Empire wizards ahead.
"Boom!"
Amid the terrifying shock and boom, figures flew wildly, spitting blood, as the leading Level 5 Wizard exploded under the golden blade light, only to reassemble.
He appeared in a semi-ethereal state of bodily elementalization, his somewhat blurred face already filled with shock and awe.
At this time, two squads of wizards quickly rushed out of the distant black forest again.
Leading them were also Level 5 Wizards, followed by Tier 4 and Level 3 wizards.
Ronan’s expression remained unchanged as the hundred-meter golden blade vibrated, raising a river of thick, golden flames like asphalt, and he swung two more strikes, one to the left and one to the right, towards the newly emerged waves of Tangista wizards!
"Boom! Boom!"
The terrifying energy shock resounded continuously in this void, with dazzling, dreamlike golden scenes ceaselessly appearing in the sky, golden lightning roaming rampant, tearing through the void, as golden flames scorched patches of barren land.
Ronan’s spells never ceased, one strike after another, as a mystical voice sang the Spiritual Moya’s Song! Utilizing the titanium ascension, "Empty Spirit Extreme Thought" spiritual power boost, and the forbidden-level secret technique of "Golden Origin" ... Ronan almost ignored any incoming spell attacks. Regardless, as the blade light swept, the world turned into nothing but gold and fire.
In the domain of metal magic, he had never fought with such exhilaration, his entire being immersed in an indescribably subtle state.
In his mind, waves washed over again and again, with the shadow of the indescribable Spiritual Moya growing increasingly clear, tangible.. The Golden Village was calling!
Combat was the best catalyst for the growth of spell proficiency, and the five inheritance spells of "Golden Fire" improved rapidly, rising visibly, while his expertise in "Black Steel Touch," "Silver Body," and "Hearts of Diamond" relentlessly approached the realm of Second Stage Magic Domain Resonance.
Each moment, the forbidden-grade magic domain aura of "Golden Origin" slowly increased, with every strike of Ronan’s, his aura continuously becoming more robust and profound.
"Boom——"
Another strike slashed out, the asphalt-like golden river of flame erupted, the disorienting light of the golden blade passed through, unfolding forbidden power, and three figures in elementalized states quickly retreated and dispersed.
"Clang——"
Amid the resounding sound like countless metal blades returning to their sheaths, the magnificently resplendent Golden Origin Blade disbanded and then reformed behind Ronan.
At this moment, a mysterious silence fell over the scene.
The battlefield ground, originally paved with gray and white sand, had now entirely transformed into a small lake of golden magma.
Ronan stood tall upon this scorching lake, with a calm expression, his long hair slightly wafting, exuding a dignified beauty.
Chants of the fire-gold tune surrounded him, tangled with forbidden aura, golden wing blades guarding him... already possessing the legendary posture of a Golden Monarch.
The pursuing Tangista Empire wizards were kept at a certain distance by the boundary of golden magma, including three Level 5 Wizards in elementalized states, each face filled with incredulous shock and emotion.
No one spoke, only the long silence prevailed.
Having summoned several spells but hesitant on where to release them, Jason had already been staring, stunned.
He had seen Ronan, with a Level 4 body, overpowering Level 5 Wizards before, but the current scene of single-handedly forcing back three Level 5 Wizards alongside dozens of Level 4 and Level 3 Wizards, unable to approach, still left him feeling dreamlike.
Jason stood dazed for a while before finally regaining his composure, randomly choosing a direction to cast the spell he’d been holding.
Then he turned to look at Ronan, blinking, murmuring, "Dai.. Damien.. we’re both amazing."
Ronan paid no attention to Jason; in the state of "Empty Spirit Extreme Thought," his mind was tranquil, with fires burning atop the water.
He seemed to observe every subtle change on the scene from a third-party perspective, his spirit not relaxing even a little.
The Blast Rune Arrows were the signature consumable magic tool of the Tangista Wizard Empire.
Under the banner of the White Witch King of the Tangista Wizard Empire were eighteen legions, with each legion commanded by a Sixth-level Dawn Wizard.
Each legion commander had several commanders under them.
Anyone who could become a commander of any legion in the Tangista Wizard Empire was without exception an elite among Level 5 Wizards!
For instance, he once fought against the commander of the Eighth Legion, Monger, who was trapped within the Minotaur Maze for countless years.
In front of him now was clearly a regimented Wizard team, with as many as three Level 5 Wizards in the team. According to reason, there should be a Commander level figure leading them, and according to the tradition of the Tangista Wizard Empire, commanders are generally...
"Buzz—"
In a certain instant, Ronan’s scattered spiritual power suddenly detected a strange fluctuation.
Without any hesitation, Ronan took a light breath, and his spiritual power immediately locked onto the source of the fluctuation.
"Clang clang—"
Amid the sounds of countless collisions of golden notes, a magnificent Golden Blade silently slashed out.
At this moment, that subtle and indescribable state Ronan was in also reached a certain peak. Among the inheritance of the Five Great Spells of the Golden Fire, another spell’s proficiency level successfully broke through to Master level of one thousand points!
On the brilliant and beautiful golden flame blade, numerous tendrils quickly intertwined and wrapped around, the asphalt-like flames burning on the blade deepened in color, and the qi mechanism belonging to the Forbidden Magic Domain also suddenly grew thicker.
The blade light slashed out, and a dreamlike and illusory Golden Era unfolded, with countless golden arcs flowing wildly, splitting the void all the way open... This space, suddenly became unprecedentedly heavy and oppressive.
"Spiritual Maya’s Poem—[Golden Origin]!"
This was roughly Ronan’s best state since comprehending this secret technique, with its might reaching an unprecedented height.
The golden fire burned fiercely, Spiritual Moya Moya roared with majesty in his mind!
However, as the blade slashed directly at the source of the strange fluctuation...
"Boom!"
The entire Golden Magic Blade exploded directly!
Ronan’s pupils contracted sharply, having no time to make too many reactions, a bit of dim light was already quickly enlarging before his eyes, seemingly slow but actually fast.
"Rumble—"
A vast and indescribable spiritual field descended from above, instantly crushing the originally belonged domain field of Ronan, like cold snow overwhelming, extinguishing clusters of golden flame.
The crisp sound of hoofbeats came from far to near, an armored Knight in ancient armor riding a skeleton warhorse engulfed in ghostly blue flames charged out swiftly from the void.
His posture was upright, wearing a bronze helmet with white feathers inserted, his face was obscured, only his body covered with glowing runes was visible, with an unbelievably poised and elegant stance, casually thrusting out the rider spear in his hand.
"Slash—"
A terrifying spell light swiftly pierced through the entire battlefield, and under this spear, everything seemed to crumble into pieces.
"Boom! Crack—"
In the dull yet crisp sound of impact, the rider spear seemed to have hit something. In the next instant, a figure was fiercely flung out from within the suddenly born energy aftershock like a cannonball.
With a "boom", the figure landed heavily on the ground!
"Huff—huff—"
Ronan took a deep breath, his whole person had already entered into the state of "Ancient Mara’s Body" within the Triple Helix Palace.
The titanium hastily formed into golden note-like wings for defensive protection in front of him shattered and peeled off piece by piece.
Ronan’s feet were deeply buried in the ground, with more than half of his body falling into a massive pit.
He looked down, seeing a fist-sized blood hole at his right chest, which was slowly healing.
"Hmm?"
The Knight on the Black Nightmare Skull Warhorse holding the rider spear looked down at him from above, letting out a soft sound of surprise, "Actually missed?"
Yet, there didn’t seem to be much surprise in the tone.
"Level 5... late-stage."
Ronan looked at the opponent, rising slowly with a serious expression.
Just as he had suspected, in this Tangista Wizard team, there was indeed a Level 5 late-stage Commander level figure.
Moreover, this Level 5 late-stage before him was stronger than Monger from before!
Far surpassing most of the monsters encountered in the Minotaur Maze!
This wasn’t the extremely harsh environment of the Minotaur Maze, where the opponent’s physical and spiritual aspects weren’t worn down to an extreme by long years of torture.
He was in full condition!
All aspects were currently at their peak!
On the level of pure spiritual power intensity, there was an enormous gap of nearly a hundredfold between the two.
Even if the opponent did nothing, just standing there quietly, the terrifying spiritual field already gave Ronan a suffocating feeling.
The spear that punctured the [Golden Origin]... was probably just a casual strike from him.
"Jason!"
Ronan was silent for a while, suddenly raising his voice, calling out to Jason, who was somewhat stunned by the sudden change in the situation on the field.
Within the bronze face mask opposite, the eyes inside slightly narrowed.
Everyone’s attention was drawn to Ronan’s sudden voice, instinctively turning their gaze towards Jason.
Jason was surrounded by multiple gazes, with a slightly tense and bewildered expression.
Titanium slowly roamed over Ronan’s body, gradually turning from gold to silver.
Ronan looked at Jason, speaking calmly: "This one is really unbeatable.
I’ll go call for reinforcements... you stay here, hold on for a while."
"Oh."
Jason nodded in a daze, and the next moment, his pupils contracted sharply, suddenly realizing.
"Ah?!"
But at this point, Ronan’s figure was already quickly retreating towards the distance, simultaneously forming seals with both hands, a dense array of nearly dozens of silver figures with similar auras exploded outwards all around him...