Mystic Dominator

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

His eyes were locked on Barbaba, who jumped at him and planned to completely defeat him. Ronald didn't have any degree of worry at this moment, whether in his eyes or in his heart.

Rather, Barbaba's behavior was in line with his guess the second before.

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

"From the relationship of the whole earth to the sky will begin to constitute our cognition."

Snapped!

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

The man who was supposed to step directly on Ronald was instantly controlled by the two spells [Equal Wheel] and [Astral Traction], and his body was bruised and pulled in two directions.

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

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

However, after he regained his freedom and fell to the ground, the original holder of the [Nine Rings Secret Society] showed deep fear on his face.

"This is the original text of the astral body, you actually passed two trials!"

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

After muttering a few words to himself, Barbaba suddenly raised his arm this time.

Aim at Ronald and swipe hard.

"go to hell!"

rumbling—

At this moment, the architectural structure of the White Shore Castle itself began to undergo very violent movements!

Even if it has already occupied the absolute upper hand.

But this man is even hiding his trump card!

His spells can't just change the spells that affect the enemy, and even the dead objects that make up the castle can also be manipulated!

The next second, the earth and rocks on the floor under Ronald's feet began to crack.

The castle walls overhead also collapsed.

Without any action of resisting or escaping, he was buried alive under the rubble.

"..."

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

"call--"

"This is the end of it."

"Today's mission, what exactly is the result!"

Complete mastery of post-Wealth of Nations spells.

——[Finally beneficial to oneself].

Helped him win, as always.

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

Although Ronald could survive in the ruins, the [Finally Benefiting Oneself] spell continued to work, and he had absolutely no chance of 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 about to meet the victory, suddenly had a thin red line on his neck. Immediately afterwards, his body fell forward, and then he rolled his head apart for a few laps, and then there was no movement.

--he died.

——The original holder of the [Nine Rings Secret Society].

——Barbaba, the fourth ring of the strongest nine rings, fell into the darkness of the White Shore Castle.

It was the next second after this scene happened.

The ruins of White Shore Castle exploded violently.

Ronald, who was free from 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 "Astronomers".

But Ronald also calculated a lot to win.

Use [Equal 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, pretending to be unable to resist, he 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 from [more than ten meters] to [face-to-face], and then used his sword to head.

There is a problem with any one of them.

I'm afraid tonight...

Recalling the battle just now, I looked at the ruined White Shore Castle.

Ronald shook his head helplessly, still sighing, and then called out the original text of The Divine Comedy.

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

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

One second every night, there may be innocent casters killed in the trial.

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

"I've traveled halfway through our lives,

into a dark forest,

This is because I am lost on the right path.

what! How pristine, how dangerous, how difficult this forest is!

How difficult it is to articulate this vision!

 …”

The Ling thin prison spell took effect, and the wind of no source swarmed around the castle, which was leaking from all sides, and it was full of magic power overflowing in the Wes River.

The magic circle, which was maintained by the demon Lamer, and then maximized the original test, began to be distorted. It was almost completely unable to resist, and it collapsed under the interference of Lingbo Prison.

The surrounding environment constructed by strange magic power perfectly matches the target of this spell, and it has excellent natural effects when used at the moment.

Time passed in a blink of an eye.

People who were originally involved in the original test have reappeared here.

Although most people are still blank, there are also a very small number of casters who understand what happened before, and then shout angrily:

"Who, who did it?"

"Get out of here!"

"..."

"Quack quack—"

At this moment, these spellcasters were ignorant, but the voice that made Ronald's expression change greatly appeared.

- Crow's cry!

Ronald immediately understood why the battle was over, and the circle had not collapsed.

Because Lamer, who was originally responsible for maintaining the formation, did not die under the attack just now!

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

In the tattered air of the castle hall, a few crows hiding in the clouds above their heads swooped down and rammed directly into Barbaba's body.

Without any hesitation, Ronald activated his fastest spell:

"Stop them!"

This time Ronald didn't hold back at all.

The powerful decree was wrapped in magic power~www.wuxiamtl.com~ directly took away the body control of the nearest practitioners, and these people immediately responded.

Too bad it's ineffective.

Whether using body or spells, these crows attack in a suicidal fashion, then offer their companions the chance to move on.

boom!

In a flash of lightning, this demon-incarnated crow slammed into Barbaba's body, and then exploded into a blazing flame.

In the face of such a sudden change.

Around the well-informed casters, someone immediately told the truth of this scene:

"Summons return!"

"The decree that controls mankind?"

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