Chapter 75: Chapter 64: All Yours, Including Death!
(Thanks to Alliance Hierarch, Momentary Dust)_3 Chapter 75: Chapter 64: All Yours, Including Death!
(Thanks to Alliance Hierarch, Momentary Dust)_3 “Secrets…”
Ronan’s gaze swept across the faces of the two individuals, forcefully thrust his Magic Wand into the ground, then lifted his right hand from beneath his Magic Robe, pressed his left hand against the Bone Ring worn on the ring finger of his right hand, and spoke word by word: “Trade for my right to live.”
Facing the condition Ronan proposed, Linus gave Ronan a deep look, said nothing, but his lips were moving quickly, as if he was rapidly conversing with Fa Ao standing beside him.
Fa Ao’s expression was unreadable, but sparks of light flickered in his eyes.
After a moment, Fa Ao spoke indifferently: “What are you trying to say?
That the weak Ghost in that inferior Ring you’re wearing created everything you have now?”
“It’s not just an ordinary Ghost.”
Ronan shook his head, “It’s the remnant soul of a deceased Wizard…
He claimed to have been incredibly powerful in life, possessing vast wealth of knowledge and an unrivaled ancient legacy…
I don’t know if what he’s saying is true, but so far, some of the things he’s taught me…
indeed have given me great assistance.”
Fa Ao narrowed his eyes, his icy gaze seemed to pierce through Ronan’s eyes into his heart.
Ronan, steeling himself, met his gaze, errors of just-right tension and concern in his eyes.
“Hand over the Ring.”
Fa Ao spoke coldly, casually pointing in a direction, “Then you can go.”
Ronan shook his head, “I can’t be at ease.
I must ensure I leave this place safely before handing the item over to you…”
“You think you’re in a position to haggle with me?”
Fa Ao’s tone grew colder.
Ronan seemed intimidated by the burst of authority from Fa Ao, momentarily at a loss for words.
After some thought, he struggled to speak again:
You must let me leave alive and ensure I will receive the promised rewards…
Otherwise, I’ll destroy the Ring right now!
I think, even for someone like you, killing me would be as easy as crushing an ant…
it would still take time, right?”
Fa Ao looked at Ronan with an indifferent expression, a cold light constantly surging in his eyes.
After a moment, his expression softened, and he nodded: “Fine, I promise.”
He reached out to Ronan, his tone warm:
can you hand it over.”
Ronan hesitated one last time, then nodded, and started stepping toward Fa Ao.
He didn’t take the Magic Wand he had plunged into the ground but removed the Ring, his demeanor filled with a nervous and wary kind of flattery.
“I believe Master Fa Ao will keep his word…”
Fa Ao nodded with a smile, while Linus, standing beside him, looked at Ronan with scorn and pity, as if watching an ignorant and foolish prey walk step by step into a death trap willingly.
“Give it to me, hand it over to me…
I promise I can fulfill everything you want…”
Fa Ao kept talking, and during this process, Ronan’s emotions seemed to be soothed, his hand that was tightly holding the Ring gradually relaxed, and Fa Ao’s facial expression became more and more gentle and affable.
As Fa Ao called out for the last time, Ronan approached him completely, dropped his guard, and extended his hand holding the Ring towards Fa Ao…
However, just as the Bone Ring clearly appeared in front of Fa Ao, a blurry white shadow suddenly burst out from the Ring and lunged straight at Fa Ao’s face.
The woman’s shrill, ear-piercing voice suddenly exploded, forming visible ripples of sound in the air…
The abrupt change of events caught Fa Ao, who was only an arm’s length away, off guard, and he staggered backwards.
At the same time, the spiritual power of a Level 9 Apprentice in Ronan’s mind instantly went from calm to boiling, and then it was drained in a blink…
Thirty-one pitch-black Light Points, resembling miniature Black Holes, quietly emerged, devouring and twisting the light.
His Magic Robe’s hem was lifted by the violent air currents, and his long hair also broke free from the restraint of the silver rope.
Numerous mysterious auras surfaced, weaving and flowing around his body, which, at his finger’s command, turned into an imposing and terrifying Force Field, rolled forward like a colossal Torrent…
This moment, none of the previous timidity, humility, reservation could be seen on Ronan’s face…
Replaced by unrestrained and defiant ferocity, savagery…
and an undisguised, fiercely burning desire for Death!
Master Level,[Energy Missile—Particle Torrent]!
Thank you to the kind brother Alliance Hierarch, thank you~~