Mystic Dominator

The key point to decide the outcome of this battle is now!

His gaze was fixed on Barbaba who was jumping towards him, intending to completely defeat him. No matter in his eyes or in his heart, Ronald didn't feel any degree of worry at this moment.

Rather, Barbaba's behavior is in line with his guess a second ago.

So almost at the moment when the enemy jumped up, Ronald quickly uttered his spell:

"From the relationship to the whole earth and sky, we will start to form our cognition."

Snapped!

Very clearly and directly, Barbaba's figure stopped in the air.

The man who was supposed to step directly on Ronald was instantly controlled by the two spells of [Function] and [Astral Traction] at the same time, and his body was dragged in two directions abruptly.

Barbaba's complexion was not good, but the pale golden defensive spells around this guy's body still protected his life.

The spell lasted for a few breaths, from its initial strong state, it finally fell into that weird influence. Immediately, the spell automatically canceled the attack, and let Barbaba fall to the ground.

But after he regained his freedom and landed on the ground, the original code holder of the [Nine Precepts Secret Meeting] showed deep fear on his face.

"This is the original code of astral body, you have passed two trials!"

"No... you, you even successfully passed my original test... How many spells have you mastered... How is this possible... Could there be a traitor..."

After talking to himself a few words, Barbaba raised his arm violently this time.

Aim at Ronald and swipe hard.

"go to hell!"

Rumble——

At this moment, the architectural structure of Bai'an Castle itself began to experience very violent movements!

Even if it had already gained the absolute upper hand.

But this man is even hiding his cards!

His spells can't just change the spells that affect the enemy, even dead things like the bricks and stones that make up the castle can be manipulated together!

next second,

The ground beneath Ronald's feet began to crumble.

The castle walls overhead also collapsed.

Without making any resistance or evasion movements, he was crushed alive under the ruins.

"..."

Seeing this scene, Barbaba finally breathed a sigh of relief:

"call--"

"This is the end."

"Today's mission, what kind of thing is it?"

Complete mastery of post-Wealth of Nations spells.

——[Ultimately benefit yourself].

Helped him get the win, as always.

This powerful ability can unconditionally guide the surrounding things in a direction that is beneficial to oneself. In addition to being slow to start and consuming an astonishing amount of physical strength, it can be called a versatile spell that can adapt to any situation and win.

Although Ronald could still survive in the ruins, the spell of [Ultimately Benefiting Himself] continued to work, and there was absolutely no possibility of him escaping.

What Barbaba needs to do now is to harvest this difficult enemy in the past.

Pretty simple job.

With a trace of fatigue on his face, Barbaba walked towards the ruins, still sighing:

"Today is really..."

brush--

Suddenly, a soft sound appeared here.

Barbaba, who was preparing to welcome the victory, suddenly had a thin red line on his neck. Immediately afterwards, his body fell forward, and then his body and head were separated and rolled a few times, and then there was no more movement.

--he died.

——The original code holder of [Nine Precepts Secret Meeting].

——Barbaba, the fourth commandment of the strongest nine precepts, fell in the night of White Shore Castle.

It was the next second after this scene happened.

The ruins of Whiteshore Castle exploded.

Ronald, who escaped the influence of the enemy's spell, kicked away the engineering equipment to deal with the ruins, and then walked out shaking the dust.

"Today is really tiring..."

Although with the help of "Alma mater".

But Ronald also calculated a lot of things to win the victory.

Use [Function Wheel] and [Astral Traction] to find out the details of the opponent's spells, and at the same time consume that powerful defensive spell. Then pretended to be unable to resist and was buried in the ruins, paralyzing the opponent and not continuing to defend.

It wasn't until he reached the limit that Ronald used [measure length] to redefine the distance between the two of them from [more than ten meters] to [face-to-face], and then slapped him.

Any one of them went wrong.

I'm afraid tonight...

Recalling the battle just now, he looked at the messy White Shore Castle.

Ronald shook his head helplessly, still sighed, and then recalled the original scripture of "Divine Comedy".

The battle is considered a victory, but the other people in the original test have not been able to return.

This is not a situation where time should continue to be wasted.

Every second every night, there might be an innocent caster killed in the trial.

So he spread out the pages of the original book in his hand, and Ronald read clearly:

"I've walked half the journey of our lives,

into a dark forest,

This is because I lost the correct path.

ah! How primitive, how treacherous, how difficult this forest is!

How difficult it is to describe the scene!

..."

The Limbo Hell spell took effect, and passive winds swarmed from around the castle with leaks from all sides, engulfing all the magic power overflowing from the Weiss River.

The demon Lamer was in charge of maintaining it, and then the distortion of the magic circle that maximized the trial of the original scriptures also began to distort, almost completely unable to resist, and collapsed under the interference of Limbo Prison.

The surrounding environment built by strange magic power perfectly fits the target of this spell, and it is naturally effective when used at this moment.

Time passed in the blink of an eye.

People who were originally dragged into the original test reappeared here one after another.

Although most people are still in a daze, there are also very few casters who understood what happened before, and then angrily shouted:

"Who, who did it?"

"Get out!"

"..."

"Quack quack—"

At this moment, these casters were ignorant, but the voice that changed Ronald's expression greatly appeared.

— the cry of the crow!

Ronald immediately understood why the battle was over and the magic circle hadn't collapsed yet.

Because Lamer, who was originally in charge of maintaining the formation, did not die from the attack just now!

He turned his head quickly, but it was too late for Ronald to think about it.

In the tattered air of the castle hall, several crows hiding in the clouds above swooped down and directly hit Barbaba's body.

Without any hesitation, Ronald activated his fastest spell:

"Stop them!"

This time Ronald didn't hold back at all.

The powerful law contained magic power, and directly took away the body control rights of the nearest casters, and these people immediately responded.

Too bad it's all ineffective.

Whether using physical or magical means, these crows attack in a suicidal manner, then offer their companions the opportunity to move on.

boom!

In a split second, the devil incarnate crow hit Barbaba's body head-on, and then exploded into a blazing flame.

In the face of such sudden changes.

The well-informed casters around immediately revealed the truth of this scene:

"The summoned object returns!"

"A law to control mankind?"

"Whose spell is this, and what does it mean?"