The white light pillar in front of them suddenly began to flicker, some runes appeared at its edges, transmitting intermittent fluctuations.
Ronan furrowed his brow, glanced to the side, and noticed that not only him, but the stone pillars under the other seven people were also experiencing the same situation.
The third round of the ranking battle was about to begin, but it seemed like something was wrong with the entire Arena’s mechanism.
Just then, the rock platform at the center serving as the dueling ground suddenly fractured, a massive amount of rubble fell, and below erupted myriad colorful lights like a fountain.
In this tremor, a mysterious and profound purple light pillar abruptly rose from the center of the "fountain" like a sword.
The purple light pillar instantly reached its peak, enveloping the rock platform below and the thirty-two stone pillars, either bright or dim. In a flash, half of the sky was dyed with purple light, within which were distinctly visible shiny light points forming a circular ring, resembling a miniature starry night.
This sudden anomaly stunned everyone; Ronan intently watched the dazzling light points that formed the circle.
Inexplicably, a deep strong desire rose within him.
He almost couldn’t resist the urge to reach out, across the vast space, to grasp that mystery and dazzle in his hand.
A deep voice resounded.
Initially, the voice maintained a relative calm, but soon, uncontrollable tremors began to emerge in the speaker’s tone.
"It’s the legacy of Heramus the Magic Controller..."
"It has appeared... before its time!"
As this voice ceased, suddenly, voices of debate like a tsunami erupted, vibrating every Wizard present; the entire Ancient Fairy City Ruins began to boil over!
Heramus, the first Genius said to be "born a Magic Controller" in the history of the Upper Ring Continent!
He had hidden part of his legacy in the Southern, attracting countless brilliant Genius Wizards over the millennia.
This legacy quietly lay there, Heramus’ battle for the seat of Genius held once every century, producing a champion each time, yet no one was ever qualified to touch it. Over the long years, whether this legacy truly existed became a mystery.
Now, the ancient rumors were finally confirmed!
"Time washes away everything, but some entities, like immortal pearls of brilliance, will one day dust off their surface layer and shine again..."
Someone muttered excitedly.
At this moment, almost nobody cared about the sudden appearance of Heramus’ legacy during the third round of the ranking battle, as everyone’s attention was captivated by the legacy itself.
The eight people standing on the stone pillars felt the same, including Selena.
This prestigious Princess from a powerful Wizard Empire in the central continent, for the first time showed a moved expression on her beautiful and icy face.
Ronan gazed unwaveringly at the dazzling circle in that deep mysterious purple.
That brilliance seemed to have some fatal attraction to him, not because of "Heramus’" unmatched great fame, but rather a strange connection.
He and the mysterious center seemed to share a subtle resonance, attracting each other.
Ronan had never felt this way before.
Neither the bloodline of the Ancient Frost Multi-Headed Snake Heikarto nor the [Golden Country] of Spielt had ever evoked such intense desire before possessing them.
It is waiting for me!
As if a voice in Ronan’s heart was shouting with all its might.
His eyes gradually burst with a bright strange light, and his naturally hanging hands couldn’t help but slowly clench.
Perhaps really some "destined pull", that mysterious brilliance... rapidly approached him as he longed and called out from his heart.
In the centerpiece of everyone’s attention, the dazzling circle suddenly fell, heading in one direction, drawing countless gazes.
When they realized the direction of the falling object representing the core legacy of Heramus the Magic Controller was towards a figure on one of the eight stone pillars, expressions gradually turned incredulous.
The other seven Geniuses on the stone pillars also furrowed their brows, some swiftly darkening in their gaze and demeanour.
Ronan could feel the intense stares directed at him, he had become the focal point of all arrows.
But by then, he had no energy to care about it.
All his attention was captured by the brilliance now within arm’s reach.
Though filled with an indescribable longing for the contents within that brilliance,
and just when it was truly laid before him, almost within reach, Ronan hesitated.
It came too suddenly, so suddenly that it felt incredibly unreal.
Ronan hesitated, but eventually, slowly reached out towards the dazzling circle inching forward.
As he reached out, powerful spiritual power fluctuations erupted continuously from the other seven stone pillars, pressures like a rolling tide surged towards him...
Ronan seemed oblivious to all this, merely reaching forward.
Finally, when his fingertips touched the edge of that brilliance, suddenly....
A strange fluctuation burst from the brilliance, spreading in all directions.
An odd wave swept across the void, almost everyone swept by the fluctuation halted in their tracks, as if receiving some message, the entire Ancient Fairy City Ruins suddenly quieted down.