Lin Disi’s eyes tightened, quickly extinguishing the notion that had formed in his mind.
Compared to the Southern native kid who repeatedly defied his expectations, returning to the South this time had a clearly more important goal.
The feud with the Phoenix Family was already established, and there was no way he could choose to give up now.
A vast spiritual power surged through, and a purple-haired middle-aged figure instantly appeared before him, as if by teleportation.
Glancing briefly in Selena’s direction, Lin Disi spoke coldly, "You should know what to do."
The purple-haired man bowed his head silently, and Lin Disi let out a light hum, touched his brow lightly, and released a dozen Spell clones into the battlefield.
Then his entire being vanished into thin air, turning into a streak of light across the sky, swiftly pursuing the direction where Vivian and the others were escaping.
With Lin Disi’s departure, under the slowly collapsing rune array, chaos erupted anew with escape, slaughter, and death...
He didn’t know how far they had rushed off in one breath until he could barely suppress the backlash from the will of "Hekarter" before Ronan finally stopped abruptly.
At this moment, he found himself in a barren and silent wasteland. In the distance, thin smoke rose among the gray, hazy mountains, suggesting some habitation.
Ronan collapsed to the ground with a step, struggling to sit up cross-legged.
He bowed his head, breathing heavily, his dark red hair spreading like a blood waterfall over the gray-yellow grass around him.
Ronan first glanced at his upper right arm.
There, an exquisitely crafted arm bracelet made to appear from some strange crystal was worn—Heramus’s Magic Controller Bracelet!
"The massive energy particles stored inside the bracelet, along with the immense boost to Energy Magic from the bracelet itself..."
With these conditions, Ronan’s [Schiper’s Endless Vortex] broke through to above Master Level—the realm of true Forbidden Magic Domain.
[Forbidden - Black Hole]!
It was thanks to this power that he managed to escape from the hands of that Level 5 Wizard who appeared out of nowhere.
Otherwise, he might have already been caught, facing a fate a hundred times worse than death.
"This behavior... it resembles the people from the Ancient Witch Revival Association..."
"But their target this time doesn’t seem to be me..."
Ronan didn’t think he warranted the personal capture by a Level 5 Wizard from the Ancient Witch Revival Association. Among the geniuses in this rivalry, only someone from the Central Wizard Empire Life Court like Selena or the equally prestigious and mysterious Ash Witch Mollie is likely to warrant such attention...
Suddenly, lost in thought, Ronan let out a pained howl.
His forehead was instantly covered with bulging veins, his dark red hair rose behind him, and his once slender, proportionate body rapidly began to writhe as if something inside was trying to grow and burst out!
Ronan muttered a name under his breath, his eyes a deep red.
The intense pain from the depths of his consciousness compelled his hands to press downward instinctively.
The grassland before him silently disintegrated into dust finer than particles, and he sank with it...
The threat from the Level 5 Wizard was temporarily averted.
Yet the life-and-death crisis belonging to Ronan was not fully resolved.
At this moment, the real danger stemmed from within himself—
For the victory in the final round of the blood battle, he once again dared to crush the Bloodline Crystal at his heart, forcibly merging bloodline power far beyond what he could currently withstand.
He proposed a "deal" with Hekarter.
It was time for the other party to demand he fulfills the "promise" and pay the price!
Begging for new monthly tickets to secure the baseline of the month.