Lola and the others gazed blankly at the "reborn" Ronan before them.
Not only had his wounds healed, but his aged and decaying body had regained its youth, emanating a terrifying power that shook them to their core—an incomprehensible force.
"Impossible, this can’t be possible."
Lola uttered a frantic yet lucid voice, her face still etched with lingering shock and disbelief.
"You were clearly dead.
What kind of power is this?!"
The golden olive leaf pattern pulsed vibrantly as the dozens of broken and shattered golden tentacles behind Lola regrew. She began to retreat for the first time, backing away.
Ronan showed little reaction to her actions, simply stretching out one hand while quietly chanting the syllables of a Magic Spell under his breath.
"..Bone as a weapon..."
A unique resonance was achieved, and a wave of bizarre energy radiated from Ronan as the epicenter.
In the blink of an eye, the grass, trees, and soil within a few miles started trembling faintly.
The animal bones, or human skeletons buried under this land, shed their decay, selecting the purest fragments... Summoned by the Spell, they all converged towards Ronan.
"Is this... the Undead Series’ Bone Spear Skill?"
From the sky, Jerome murmured softly.
At this moment, he found the Ronan before him even more unfamiliar.
"Bone... as a blade!"
Countless tiny bone fragments congregated in front of Ronan, fusing together to form the shape of a dark gray spear.
Ronan, with a tranquil expression, reached out and gently grasped the spear’s shaft, while his other hand brushed inch by inch along the spear’s body.
Large swathes of ethereal blue Flames, like the tender caress of a lover’s palm, covered the entire Bone Spear, adding layers of profound and mysterious hues.
Ronan, holding the Bone Spear, had his luminescent white hair dancing behind him, and in his eyes as blue as mirrors reflected Lola’s retreating figure.
Accompanied by a low murmur, Ronan’s figure vanished silently from the spot.
Almost simultaneously, Lola’s expression tightened drastically, as if something perilously dangerous had fixed its gaze upon her, inducing an inexplicable feeling of hair-raising dread!
Lola’s face, dominated by gold, showed faint traces of blood once more; her expression twisted savagely as she roared and extended her fingers toward Ronan: "Mad Vine Embrace!"
As spiritual power emanated, the Spell took shape, and the dozens of golden vines behind her swelled and engorged like terrifying bloodthirsty giant pythons, lunging viciously forward.
A golden vine smashed heavily to the ground, blasting a huge pit into the earth.
Yet, Ronan’s form, which was supposed to be at that location, had already appeared elsewhere.
The fearsome vines kept crashing down, each time precisely targeting Ronan’s figure, but always missing.
Ronan’s speed was too fast, like a flickering and uncertain shadow. Each disappearance and reappearance greatly closed the distance between him and Lola.
The bombing of the mad vines turned the small area into a scene of disaster, while Ronan remained calm and composed throughout, holding the Bone Spear at his leisure, as if strolling in his own garden.
In a flash, Ronan reappeared mere meters away from Lola.
Lola’s eyes began to waver, as she tried to recall the unleashed vines...
After a second flicker, Ronan stood less than five meters from Lola, leisurely raising his right hand, preparing to thrust the spear.
Panic finally appeared on Lola’s face. She covered the deepest fear sprouting in her eyes with hysterical madness and screamed sharply. Vine after vine wove into an impenetrable barrier before her.
With the third flicker, Ronan finally appeared right by Lola, only the wall of golden vines separating them.
He thrusted the spear in his hand; the dark-gray tip of the Bone Spear, the ethereal blue Flame of Break Magic, and the interwoven Power of Magic Domain...
Then, propelled by another, even more terrifying force emanating from Ronan, a white flame, the Bone Spear tore through the vine wall in an instant!
In fact, the Bone Spear had already shattered midway; Ronan essentially broke through the wall of vines with his bare hands!
As Ronan completely crossed the vine wall, a large amount of Bone Essence gathered again, reforming the shattered Bone Spear, with the ethereal blue flames reigniting.
Everything happened too fast. Behind the vine wall, Lola had no time to react—she was impaled in the forehead’s Golden Leaf by the burning Bone Spear, then went through her head and continued to push her body forward, plowing a long trail on the muddy ground...
Lola’s eyes bulged, her face marked with disbelief as she was pinned by the black Bone Spear to a thick tree, wide enough for several people to embrace, and the light faded rapidly from her green pupils.
Suddenly, a deep and urgent voice resounded abruptly at the scene.
Ronan, with the spear propped against Lola’s forehead, turned his face slightly, revealing a pair of serene and icy blue eyes beneath the dancing silvery white strands of hair.
"Lord Jerome, do you also intend to obstruct me?"
Jerome, attempting to approach, instantly froze; his lips parted as if he wished to say something... but in the end, he chose to fall silent and stop in place.
Ronan turned back, locking eyes with Lola who was staring straight at him.