Why was that old woman from the legends, practically buried up to her neck, in the mood to meddle in something like this?
With two Extraordinary Species locked in confrontation, the sudden presence of an additional factor lurking nearby was absolutely no good omen.
Ronan frowned slightly and once again adjusted his battle perspective outward.
The invisible Manipulation Threads of the Magneto-Optical Mica fell like a torrential downpour, instantly covering Ha City and the land, sky, and sea across tens of thousands of square kilometers around it.
Thanks to the fundamental nature of Ronan's Pure Observation, although the Manipulation Threads were dense, they did not make any substantive contact with the material world.
The more so, the more fully the corresponding Soul Power could fill every layer and detail of the Abyss Zone, the Extreme Domain, and the Mental Ocean without triggering unnecessary reactions.
Other than observing, he could do nothing, yet he understood every unnatural change perfectly.
So it was not just that old hag, the Death Witch...
Corresponding to the subtle discord within the Mental Domain, there also seemed to be an even more unstable factor within the ocean current passing through the central strait of Ha City.
Earlier, however, that party's aura had blended with the abundant marine life, broken down into countless tiny fragments. It was as if they had casually sliced themselves into thousands, tens of thousands of pieces, scattering them throughout the sea in a single burst and allowing them to drift freely through an area, thereby erasing their originally powerful and distinctive presence.
Such a mode of existence, so utterly contrary to common sense, was simply unheard of.
If Ronan had not become wary, abruptly increased the density of his Manipulation Threads, and used the Cloud End Biological Brain Computing Array to sort