Mystic Dominator

"Tsk—"

Ronald smacked his lips with a helpless expression.

There is nothing he can do about Baburol's extreme emotions. As soon as he snaps his fingers, the ability of the [Archangel] will take effect immediately.

The airflow and clutter itself is diminishing after the explosion.

Facing Ronald's active use of spells, the unmanned spells were immediately cleared out of an empty area.

The night can bring hindrances.

But it couldn't block the sight of Ronald and Pablol.

Above the pitch-black sea, where Little William was originally, a strangely shaped thing replaced the original cult warlock.

This is a thing with a body made of straight lines and a humanoid outline.

It was supposed to be the position of the human head, and a concave triangular opening is located in the center, which looks like an organ for observing the world.

Other than that, the whole thing is completely black.

Not adulterated with any excess...

No, it is somewhat inaccurate to say it is black.

Ronald's excellent senses are far beyond ordinary people, and when he looks at this thing carefully, he will have a vague feeling.

—This blackness is not a color.

——It is that this substance has a special phagocytosis effect on light.

— so that its true color cannot be distinguished.

Especially the reminder of the power of 'Rage'.

Since the appearance of the thing in front of him, the spell of "Divine Comedy - Hell" has not responded at all, which eliminates the possibility that this thing is transformed into Little William.

So the cult warlock realizes he can't win.

Just kill yourself and destroy the original code, and then summon such a thing?

What trouble would it bring to himself and Pablo?

"..."

"This... what is this thing?"

While Ronald was still thinking and sizing up, Pablo's approach was more straightforward.

He pulled out one of his tentacles, and drew it directly towards the black object.

Snapped--

The thick tentacles slapped on the black object.

And then...then this thing was annihilated!

The seemingly mysterious and mysterious appearance has no effect at all, it is destroyed by the tentacles in an instant with just one blow, and there is not even a trace left in the air.

Little William exchanged death and the original scriptures.

Is it just such a thing with a silver pewter tip?

Or is it that some kind of thing or effect that they cannot perceive has already appeared before their eyes?

The fighting instinct told Ronald.

Can't believe what's happening in front of my eyes.

"..."

"Hahaha--"

"This guy, Little William, this guy!"

"Did he fail in the last construction of the spell?"

Ronald continued to guard his surroundings, but Pablo had his own opinion.

He thought for a second that he had won the night, then started laughing out loud on the sea.

Another few seconds passed, and the laughter of the cult leader started to die down.

Dissatisfaction and complaints appeared on his face instead:

"Damn stuff, what a waste of stuff."

"It's a good original book, and you let it be destroyed like this!"

While speaking, Pablo also flew to where Little William was originally, stuffed his huge tentacles into the water and stirred vigorously.

Wait until indeed nothing else is found.

Only then did Pablo retract his tentacles, and at the same time his body began to transform into a human form:

"Ronald, shall we go back?"

Ronald still asked worriedly:

"Pablo, do you really think Little William's spell failed?"

"I'm not too worried."

Pablo looked at Ronald silently for a while before explaining:

"Ronald, you are scaring yourself."

"Although little William is capable enough, it is impossible for people to never fail. And when this kind of reality called doom comes to the front, there is only one dead end.

"

"Let's go, our goal for tonight has been accomplished."

"If we continue to stay here, I don't know if those guys who fled back to Springs will cause trouble!"

"..."

Ronald was silent.

Although Pablol has some problems in his mind, it does not affect that his words do have some truth. Finally, his eyes swept across the water, after confirming that there were no fluctuations in magic power to any degree.

Ronald still nodded:

"Okay, then let's..."

Halfway through the speech, Ronald suddenly stopped moving.

His eyes stayed on a piece of seawater illuminated by moonlight, and after a few seconds he suddenly looked up, only to find an incomprehensible thing.

—the moon in the sky.

——It turned out to be a triangle!

How to say?

Triangular planet?

Ronald knew that there were many wonders about the size of the universe, but this shape of the moon was really unheard of.

Not to mention that he was quite sure.

During the battle just now, the moon in the sky was always round!

Ronald really didn't know how to deal with this kind of situation that he had never encountered before. His suspicious eyes were on Pablo who was still unaware, and he immediately asked:

"Pablo, look up!"

"above……"

The cult warlocks on the sea are also straightforward.

He looked up following Ronald's instructions in a good manner, and then also saw the triangular moon.

"Moon...huh?!"

Pablo didn't react at first.

He quickly turned his head to look at Ronald, then looked at the sky, and finally looked around. After repeating this action several times, he suddenly woke up, and asked Ronald in a suspicious tone:

"Ronald, is the moon a triangle?"

Ronald replied solemnly:

"If I remember correctly, it should be round."

"..."

At this moment, Ronald and Pablo no longer needed to communicate.

The facts before us speak for themselves.

Little William took the original scriptures and his life as the price of the trump card, and he did not fail at all.

The situation Ronald and Pablol are now encountering.

It is the greatest expression of the opponent's success!

At this time, the two of them were even a little timid about moving their positions.

After all, they didn't know anything about Little William's original scriptures, and they didn't know the details of the changes.

He stayed in the air stiffly like this for a few minutes.

Seeing that there was no change on the surface of the sea, and there were no strange creatures attacking the two of them, Pablo took the initiative to ask:

"Ronald, what do you think we should do?"

A wry smile appeared on Ronald's face:

"Whether [Scroll Research Association] or [Church], or even the most professional [Investigation Bureau], I have not seen any similar records or countermeasures."

Facing Ronald's answer.

The cult warlock blinked, and then said sincerely:

"To tell you the truth, me too."

"..."

Looking at Pablol, Ronald was really angry.

However, he still suppressed the helplessness in his heart, and then took the initiative to propose:

"Even so, we can't sit still at the moment."

"How about... let's go to the shore and have a look?"