After the record of Ronan's call with Abner spread, the traditional Inner World circles all knew that Ronan intended to take full responsibility for this matter.
The fences and warning lines had already been put up, the land enclosed and the boundaries drawn. What else did anyone want?
Even Los Angeles, or the Association headquarters, might have been capable of controlling the situation, but it was no longer appropriate for them to intervene. They were basically waiting for Ronan to clean up the mess.
A considerable number of the onlookers gathered nearby were also waiting to see exactly how Ronan would make his move.
Death Witch had already left, but her disciple Star Witch was here, along with Constance. Her presence was no different from Constance coming in person.
Within the undulating, drifting "water-drop bubbles" around them, some areas maintained a coordinated rhythm even amid the turbulence. They appeared scattered, but were unified at their foundation, jointly sustaining a dream—this should have been the vessel for High Priest Lanier's soul power.
These few were essentially the foremost representatives of Inner Earth's Mental Aspect Transcendental Species.
Farther away, others were observing through different means. Ronan could not be bothered to care who they were.
His "gaze" shifted, passing through the Abyss Zone and reaching the empty, tranquil Polar Domain. The semi-void "straw," empowered by Meditation Divine Power, was still there, sensing the complex and multifarious world of rules "below."
The corner of Ronan's mouth lifted. The next second, the "Starry Sky" of the Abyss Zone brightened slightly, piercing endless turbulent currents and reflecting upon the rolling waves of the "Mental Ocean."
In an instant, the waves became still.
The drastic change in the "Mental Ocean" caught everyone nearby completely off guard.
At that moment, not only was the chaos caused by