In the sky southeast of Springs.
Or rather, whether in the air or underground, on water or land, inside or outside of the city. Anywhere humans can exist, there are Casters fighting for their lives.
There is no room for communication in the heat of battle.
One simply musters all his Magic Power to unleash his own Spells and fight the enemy in a life-or-death struggle—that’s all there is.
Moreover, the personnel involved in the battle were vastly different from before.
In addition to the Springs Casters and Barrier Mountain Wizards who had been dominating, there were those from outside who had been watching, more clergy from within the city, and even brave Magicians from the dark cults.
These people joined the fray one after another, each entangling with their respective adversaries.
In the midst of the straightforward close-quarters combat, the murky, gloomy aura of curses lingered. With every flicker of the magical aura, there were always hands ready to counter.
Ordinary people would not dare venture here.
Even for the most experienced Caster elites, there was no guarantee of survival.
And even more so above that—
The holders of the original texts began to reveal their true forms.
The appearance of the Complete Technique, representing the core system of an original text, only made this complicated battlefield even more chaotic and disorderly!
Suddenly, someone on the battlefield noticed a change.
It could be a natural weather shift or a result of various Spells. Amidst this deep night, snowflakes began to drift down from the sky over Springs, and the already cold environment suddenly dropped even more.
The pure white snowflakes falling from the darkness onto the ground, where magical lights appeared frequently—apart from the occasional booming and human screams, if one were to just look at the scene, it almost conveyed a sense of beauty.
——This was the first snowfall of the year in Springs.
——It’s just a shame that, unlike in previous years, no one would appreciate the beauty of this first snow.
The night snowflakes fell slowly, and correspondingly, the battle at the highest point in the sky also changed. At these heights, the only ones worthy of standing were Dantrian and the man-made deity; at best, the head of the Investigation Bureau hiding in the shadows could occasionally make an appearance.
The sounds of weapons colliding resounded.
Dantrian and the man-made deity then withdrew to two positions in the air.
At this moment, the man-made deity’s white robe was already tattered beyond recognition, but with its body’s rapid healing capability, no wounds could be seen, and it floated in the air in an almost semi-naked state.
On the other side, Dantrian’s appearance was even more surprising.
The ruler of Springs was not fighting solely with the power of an encyclopedia as before. Behind her and to her side, a red book’s phantom hovered in the air.
Unlike other native Casters.
This queen who notified Grid, just like Ronald, was a holder of multiple original texts!
And analyzing from the Magic Fluctuations emanating from her.
Both original texts had been fully translated, and Dantrian had complete control over the Complete Technique.
——This was a capability far beyond the ordinary.
Both Barrier Mountain and the external magical research organizations agreed on one thing at the upper levels.
A single Caster can hold and study multiple Spells, but should not touch upon realms like the Complete Technique. Should someone attempt such a feat, upon the complete fusion of two different Magic Powers, it was highly likely that the Caster themselves would be utterly destroyed by this phenomenon. Follow current novels on novel⁂fire.net
The state Dantrian displayed at this moment, if spread, would definitely become a bombshell of grave significance.
It would certainly be enough to immediately change the world order on the mystical side.
And now, more snowflakes continued to fall in the air.
In this dreamlike night, the man-made deity, with eyes full of admiration, spoke:
"Mortal, you are called Dantrian, are you not?"
"The ability to command multiple original texts with the power of one is outstanding; I give you the commendation of a god."
As she watched her opponent begin to speak, Dantrian’s face revealed a sneer, and her hands instantly sprang into action, continuing to assemble a new attack spell.
"How ridiculous, that a mere human creation truly fancies itself a god?"
Suddenly, Dantrian and the humanoid god both turned their heads.
Their gaze shifted toward the southwestern sky.
There, a dazzlingly bright object was sailing along a perfect arc toward their battlefield!
If it were a more powerful Caster,
they might even discern a vague human figure within that ray of light.
"He’s approaching His Majesty/Lord, stop him!"
Naturally, someone noticed this on the battlefield and attempted to intercept.
But the figure’s flight speed was too fast; it streaked across the sky in an instant, and ordinary spells couldn’t even catch up to its trail!
Then, the top-tier battlefield witnessed different reactions from the two individuals.
The humanoid god, upon seeing the light speeding toward them like a meteor, immediately raised an eyebrow and said in a low voice,
"Is it that guy again?"
"He had already fled the battlefield, now he intends to come back and seek death?"
Although spoken lightly, the humanoid god still sensed the change in the Magic Fluctuation emanating from Ronald’s body.
It earnestly swept its hands in front of itself.
A stacked Spell Shield floated into existence before him.
Based on previous encounters, Ronald’s attacks could be blocked entirely with a single shield; even if the power from the opponent was intensified, two stacked shields should be definitely sufficient.
Having completed its defenses, the humanoid god immediately set about preparing its own attack.
It was fed up with Ronald’s repeated actions, tonight was an excellent opportunity to resolve everything at once!
On the other hand, Dantrian’s gaze remained unwavering.
Seeing the humanoid god beginning to assemble spells targeting Ronald, she immediately channeled Magic Power to converge within her, ready to seize this rare opportunity to cast an overwhelming spell and secure victory.
Dantrian was stunned.
Because not far from her, the instant Ronald flew by, he had shattered the humanoid god’s defense and, without any loss of speed, continued hurtling even farther away.
Dantrian was quite confident in her observational skills.
She was absolutely certain that the Spell Shield, which had given her significant trouble in battle, couldn’t even withstand Ronald’s impact for a millisecond!
Dantrian had a puzzled look in her eyes.
a voice from the shadow on her shoulder, the voice of the Bureau Chief, reached her,
"Your Majesty, should we pursue or handle the situation below?"
Dantrian’s gaze moved between the direction where Ronald and the humanoid god had flown and the fiercely contested battlefield below, and almost immediately, she made a decision:
"Take care of this group below first before pursuing."
"Let’s trust that Adler."