CHAPTER 445: CHAPTER 207: THUNDER AND ICE FROST COMPETE, HEAVENLY PUNISHMENT SPEAR OF DESTRUCTION!_2

"He... he didn’t die?!"

Not only did he not die, he was lively and well, and even advanced from Level 2 to Level 3, and appeared on the Heramus Genius Seat ranking battle arena!

This was something Molli’er found hard to accept.

She knew that the Power of the Golden Curse from the Mechanical Heart’s Golden Magic Box had almost overwhelmed even her constitution.

How could a Southern Low-level Wizard possibly survive that force?

Not only did he survive, but the key point was, this guy might have seen her...

"You’d better pray you die smoothly in the arena!!"

Molli’er stared at the distant fray, grinding her teeth with a "creak creak" sound.

Not many people noticed Molli’er’s abnormality because even the members of the Life Court were surprised by Ronan’s appearance.

Grace, and a few wizards of the Life Court who had interacted with Ronan a few times.

"Wizards from the Southern Wizard World are really inferior compared to the Central..."

A young man, with "trash" and "dog shit" written on his cheeks, stared at the distant fray and sneered endlessly: "The kind of people who can’t show their face have actually secured a seat among the geniuses.

It’s simply a disgrace to the legendary name of Heramus..."

The young man spat softly, showing a look of disdain, which combined with his current appearance, was somewhat comical.

Next to him, the Silver-haired Witch, whose face was also covered in jumbled writings, was relatively calm. She turned her gaze to Grace, pondered for a moment, and softly said, "It must have been something he obtained from Princess Selena that lucked him into the competition.

But it’s likely just this one round before he gets eliminated...

In the Central, there are too many more outstanding young wizards..."

Grace lowered her head, remaining silent.

Only occasionally lifting her head, a faint complex expression flashed in her eyes.

Among the sea of people, several wizards wearing robes marked with the Silver Magic Ring were also watching the battle.

If Ronan was there, he would recognize many familiar faces among them.

"It’s Damien."

A young wizard spoke softly, his tone mingled with barely suppressed excitement and exhilaration.

"It’s hard to believe that he has already advanced to Level 3...

I haven’t seen him show up for almost three full years, I thought he had given up on this grand event, but unexpectedly..."

A wizard with the Silver Magic Ring clenched his Magic Wand lightly and admired: "He had already joined in earlier and even claimed a seat!

This is a gathering that joins all the top genius wizards of the entire Southern, even Orian didn’t make the top thirty-two..."

"Yes..."

Clements, with eyes like lapis lazuli, spoke in a complex tone, "Even Orian couldn’t do it, yet he already qualifies to be Jupiter’s opponent...

Regardless of the outcome of this battle, Damien will make a name for himself in the Southern..."

The people with the Silver Magic Ring kept talking with an excitement they couldn’t hide, proud to see Ronan fighting on the stage.

Others might not know, but being members of the same Magic Ring, they knew best.

How old was Ronan’s soul?

He almost spanned an era competing with others.

...

"Boom!!"

The thick, porridge-like electric light stubbornly resisted the rapidly spinning Metal Moon Wheel, and the Titanium Blade enhanced by the Flame of Break Magic couldn’t cut any further within a range of ten meters in front of Jupiter.

"Stasis!"

Below the cold silver mask, Ronan’s eyes flickered slightly.

The spinning Metal Moon Wheel suddenly dispersed, turning from the solid sharpest blade into flowing water.

The silver metallic torrent swirled rapidly around the area where Jupiter was, blocked by an almost tidal wave of plasma and the power of the Magic Domain, unable to penetrate.

The power of Spatial Stasis emanated, and the flickering electric light seemed to fall into a moment of calmness.

However, before Ronan could unleash the [Shattering Silver], the constrained Void was violently shattered by an overwhelmingly powerful force from within!

"Zzzzla—"

Blue-purple plasma surged out, the silver-white metallic mirror shattered into countless pieces, blasting in all directions, a large amount of Titanium evaporated amidst the currents, with Jupiter calmly walking out from the center of the burst energies, surrounded by several bright electric snakes.

"Stop trying these useless tricks..."

Jupiter looked at Ronan, his voice, boosted by countless flying electric sparks in the air, was calm yet as commanding as thunder.

He spoke to Ronan in the tone of a high Monarch giving orders.

"Bring out your real skills.

Otherwise, I will not give you another chance to hop around..."

"Hiss—"

Ronan lightly inhaled, unresponsive.

In the vast arena, the Titanium attached to his body, he collected back into his Magic Robe.

Engaging an Electric Wizard and allowing easily conducted metal to cover all over one’s body was rather foolish, especially facing a powerful Electric Wizard like Jupiter.

Ronan had just realized this.

At this moment, the vast combat space had almost completely turned into Jupiter’s home ground.

Electric light streamed everywhere in the air; these sparks were not enough to harm Ronan, but even with the protection of the Spiritual Field, he still felt a slight tingling sensation.

This sensation even affected his spiritual power.

Very powerful!

Jupiter’s understanding and control of Electric Magic had reached an incredible height.

Was the Plasma Magic he just released Level 2?

It was probably nearing the boundary of Third Rank Magic Domain Resonance.