the Wizard Ella of Barrier Mountain had a considerable tacit understanding with Ronald in terms of combat.
After Ronald confirmed that he had the upper hand in strength, he decided to continue swinging his sword forward and launched an unrelenting pursuit.
And Ella, who had transformed into a humanoid insect—
at this moment, also had a battle plan that best suited her.
With a light sound, the wings tucked behind the insect unfolded instantly from their folded state, the nearly completely transparent membranous wings perfectly meeting the impression one has of a beetle’s.
Her wings as thin as cicada’s fluttered rapidly behind her.
Accompanying the quite piercing noise was Ella’s speed increasing to an unimaginable degree.
In the next second, the most direct collision of attacks occurred right here.
In the clash of opponents, Ronald had the advantage in strength, but Ella successfully found her opportunity in speed. Both wielded abilities that outmatched the other, yet neither was capable of completely suppressing their adversary.
So with three strikes,
the outcome of this exchange quickly became apparent.
Perhaps having fully adapted to her new body, Ella didn’t show any obvious disadvantage after the clash, similar to the initial impact. She only staggered a few steps backward before her balance and posture were entirely restored to normal.
Ronald was somewhat astonished.
The hard shell covering the opponent’s body had a strength that completely surpassed his imagination.
The saw-toothed arm blades clashed directly with the Sword of Saint Catherine, but with Ronald’s strength, he couldn’t inflict any damage on it.
not even a mark was left!
As for the Solar Flare’s power that had previously been able to destroy her body effectively—now, it was completely ineffective.
Heat resistance, slash resistance, and simultaneous protection against magical erosion.
These three perfected properties seemed tailor-made, as if designed specifically to battle Ronald! Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novel·fıre·net
Ronald quickly widened the gap between them in silence.
Taking advantage of the pause after their second exchange, he had to consider a very important question that could even determine the outcome of the battle.
Were the characteristics exhibited by the opponent’s insectoid shell an inherent ability of the spell itself, or had they been adjusted specifically to battle Ronald after being attacked by him?
If it was the former, Ronald could only consider himself unlucky, having encountered an enemy with powers that restrained his own.
But if it was the latter—
then the focus of the subsequent battle had to be on how to hide his own abilities, as well as to find the opportunity to subdue the enemy in an instant.
The wizard of Barrier Mountain in front of him possessed a strong life force that would not die even if beheaded. If such an existence also had a defense system that could adapt dynamically, then Ronald would have to think carefully and prudently with each encounter.
Subsequently, Ronald silently adjusted the Hell Mist’s offensive capabilities.
This was his last card in today’s battle.
The Wizard of Barrier Mountain in front of him was powerful, and she had taken on the current insectoid form, but at the same time, Ella’s human discerning qualities still existed, and she hadn’t yet been attacked by the Hell Mist.
Ronald just needed to ascertain one thing—if the opponent hadn’t prepared any extra forms of defense like an additional body or dispersed consciousness, then a sudden assault by the Hell Mist would immediately take effect!
Of course, actions to deceive the enemy needed to be taken in advance.
As the tactical decision solidified in his mind.
Ronald summoned the hellish black fog, immediately beginning to fill the entire dim prison corridor.
Moreover, under Ronald’s deliberate manipulation.
These black mists did not immediately show their lethal effects; rather, they only served to obstruct vision, as if they were solely to hinder Ella’s currently excellent insect vision.
The top wizard of Barrier Mountain certainly had her own skills.
Seeing the dense black fog rushing towards her, Ella needed only to think, and a magical shell appeared on the surface of her body for protection.
But it wasn’t quite what Ella had expected.
When the black fog completely occupied every space around her, she didn’t feel her defensive spells being threatened. Was this magic-powered black fog... only to block her vision?
The standoff in the darkness lasted a few seconds.
Ella, now half-human and half-insect, spoke for the first time,
"Young man, not a bad idea."
"It’s just too bad that such small tricks won’t work."
The battle from Ella’s perspective—was Ronald, realizing the acute vision of her insect state, had cast this spell to limit his enemy.
Sticking out her tongue, and in the form of a human-insect hybrid, Ella continued to articulate human speech with a special vocal structure, albeit with a strangely tinged voice:
"My abilities now are far beyond the barren scope of your imagination, prepare to die!"
The moment her words ended.
Through the sensory detection encompassed by the hellish black fog, Ronald immediately perceived Ella’s movements.
This time, the witch of Barrier Mountain launched an attack towards Ronald with clear intent.
But her assault was very special.
Maintaining her previous speed and strength, Ella’s movement within the black fog did not produce any sound whatsoever; not the vibrations of air nor the noise of footsteps on the floor—all completely vanished.
Ella seemed to dissolve into the air itself!
Without the hell-powered black fog to locate the opponent, even with Ronald’s sense of hearing, it would be difficult to detect her position and movements without sight.
Faced with such an enemy approaching him.
Ronald’s lips curled into a smile that was either bitter or pleased.
Utter darkness combined with a silent attack—it was the most in sync ability one could imagine!
Now Ella’s method of attack made it hard not to consider—this was something concocted for the thoroughly dark environment, crafted anew.
—This was undoubtedly a thorny problem.
An enemy capable of constantly transforming their body and birthing new abilities was troublesome for anyone—without question.
But at the same time.
Ronald felt a subtle sense of relief in his heart.
The tactic he had quickly decided upon seconds ago seemed to be the right bet.
His next step was to probe for Ella’s hidden trump card, ensuring that the "Hell Chapter" spells would take care of this foe, then strike immediately to subdue the enemy, accomplishing his goal for this fight.
The situation was still within Ronald’s expectations.
It could be considered a decent outcome, right?