Chapter 482: A Tricky Enemy
Now is the time to decide the outcome of this battle!
His eyes were locked on Barbaba, who was jumping towards him, intending to completely defeat him, and Ronald did not have any degree of worry at the moment, either in his eyes or in his heart.
Rather, Barbaba's behavior was in line with his guess a second ago.
So almost at the moment when the enemy jumped, Ronald quickly pronounced his incantation:
"Starting from the relationship between the whole earth and the sky, we will begin to form our cognition."
Syllable!
Very clearly and directly, Barbaba's figure came to a standstill in the air.
The man who was supposed to step on Ronald directly was instantly manipulated by the two spells of [Equal Wheel] and [Star Traction] at the same time, and his body was stiffly dragged in two directions.
Barbaba's face was not good, but the pale golden defensive spell around this guy's body still protected his life.
The spell lasted for a few breaths, from the very strong state at the beginning, and finally fell into that strange influence. The spell then automatically cancels the attack, and then causes Barbaba to fall to the ground.
However, after he regained his freedom and fell to the ground, the original scripture holder of the [Nine Rings Secret Society] showed a deep fear on his face.
"This is the original text of the astral body, and you actually passed two trials!"
"No...... You, you even passed my original trial...... How many spells have you mastered...... How is this possible...... Is there a traitor......"
After muttering a few words to himself, Barbaba jerked up his arm this time.
Aim at Ronald and swing hard.
"Die!"
Boom Boom β
At this moment, the architectural structure of the White Bank Castle itself began to move very violently!
Even if it has already had the absolute upper hand before.
But this man is even hiding his hole cards!
His spells can't just change spells that affect enemies, but even dead things like the earth, wood, masonry, and stone that make up the castle can be manipulated at the same time!
In the next second, the floor beneath Ronald's feet began to crack.
The castle walls overhead also collapsed.
Without any resistance or evasion, he was crushed alive under the rubble.
ββ¦β¦β
Seeing this scene, Barbaba finally breathed a sigh of relief:
"Whew-"
"It's over."
"What the hell is this mission today?"
Complete mastery of the spells after The Wealth of Nations.
- [Ultimately self-interested].
As always, it helped him to victory.
This powerful ability can unconditionally guide things around you in a direction that is beneficial to you, and in addition to the slow start and the astonishing physical strength required, it can be called a universal spell that can adapt to any situation and achieve victory.
Although Ronald can survive in the ruins, the spell of [Ultimately Benefiting Himself] continues to work, and there is no possibility of him escaping.
All Barbaba needs to do now is harvest this difficult enemy in the past.
Fairly simple work.
With a hint of tiredness on his face, Barbaba walked towards the location of the ruins, still sighing with emotion:
"It's ...... today"
Brush β
Suddenly, a soft sound appeared.
Barbaba, who was preparing for victory, suddenly appeared on his neck with a thin red line. Then he fell forward, then rolled a few times with his head separated, and then stopped moving.
- He's dead.
ββThe original canon holder of the [Nine Rings Secret Society].
- Barbaba, the fourth of the strongest Nine Rings, fell in the night of the White Bank Castle.
It was the next second that this scene happened.
The ruins of White Bank Castle exploded.
Escaping from the effects of the enemy's spells, Ronald kicked the engineering equipment to deal with the ruins, and then walked out shaking the dust.
"It's a tiring day......"
Although with the help of the Almagest of Astronomy.
But Ronald also calculated a lot of things to win.
Use [Equalizing Wheel] and [Astral Traction] to find out the details of the technique, and at the same time consume that powerful defensive technique. Next, he pretended to be unable to resist and was buried in the rubble, paralyzing the opponent and not continuing to defend.
It wasn't until he reached the limit that Ronald used [Measuring Length] to redefine the distance between the two from [more than ten meters] to [face to face], and then slashed it with a sword.
Something went wrong with any of them.
I'm afraid tonight......
Recalling the battle just now, and then looking at the messy White Bank Castle.
Ronald shook his head helplessly, still sighing, and then summoned the original text of the Divine Comedy.
The battle was won, but none of the others in the original trial had ever returned.
This is not a situation where time should continue to be wasted.
Every night for a second, there may be innocent spellcasters who are killed in the middle of the trial.
So he spread out the pages of the original book in his hand, and Ronald read it clearly:
"I've been halfway through our lives,
But into a dark forest,
It's because I'm lost on the right path.
Yes! How primitive, how treacherous, how difficult this forest is!
How difficult it is to tell this vision!
......β
The Hellish spell worked, and a source of wind swarmed around the leaky castle on all sides, carrying with it the magic that overflowed the Vis River.
The demon Ramer was in charge of maintaining it, and then the distortion of the magic circle that maximized the trial of the original canon also began to distort, and it was almost completely unable to resist, and it collapsed under the interference of the Spiritual Prison.
The surrounding environment made of strange magic is perfectly in line with the target of this spell, and it is naturally effective to use it at the moment.
Time passes in the blink of an eye.
The people who had been dragged into the trials of the original scriptures have reappeared here.
Although most of them were still at a loss, there were also a very small number of casters who understood what had happened before and shouted angrily:
"Who did it, who did it?"
"Get out of here!"
ββ¦β¦β
"Quack-"
At this moment, the voices of these casters who were dazed and ignorant, but which made Ronald's expression change greatly, appeared.
- The crow of the crow!
Ronald immediately understood why the battle was over, and the circle had not yet collapsed.
Because Ramer, who was originally in charge of maintaining the formation, didn't die under the attack just now!
Turning his head quickly, Ronald thought it was too late.
In the tattered air of the castle hall, several crows, hiding in the clouds overhead, swooped down and slammed directly into Barbaba's corpse.
Without any hesitation, Ronald activated the fastest spell he could unleash:
"Stop them!"
This time Ronald had no reservations at all.
The powerful law was wrapped in magic power, directly taking away the control of the bodies of the nearest casters, and these people also immediately responded with it.
It's just a pity that they are all ineffective.
Whether using a body or a spell, these crows will attack in a suicidal manner, then providing a chance for their companions to move on.
Rumble!
In an instant, the demon-incarnated crow slammed headlong into Barbaba's corpse, and then exploded into a raging flame.
In the face of such sudden changes.
The well-informed spellcasters around immediately revealed the truth of this scene:
"The summon is back!"
"The laws that control humanity?"
"Whose spell is this, and what does it mean?"