Red Lotus Scepter, Ash Witch! Moriel

"Buzz buzz buzz—buzz buzz buzz—"

Countless black magic boxes converged together, and countless pairs of gray wings vibrated the air, making them look like a swarm of fruit flies from a distance.

Ronan watched as the young wizard Donny plunged headfirst into the swarm of fruit flies, brandishing his staff and quickly conjuring a thick, pure white wall of light around him to block the scattering magic boxes.

He moved incredibly fast, like an arrow shot from a bow, his target precisely locked onto the only golden glimpse among the black magic boxes, rapidly approaching.

But the beautifully designed Golden Magic Box was far more agile than anyone had imagined.

The moment Donny ventured deep into the group of boxes, it flapped its wings and flew towards the Giant Magic Box Monster at the top.

Donny's approach had already attracted the attention of the Giant Magic Box Monster. Having lost sight of the culprit "Dodol III" who had awakened it from the statue, the Giant Magic Box Monster, which had been aimlessly wandering, naturally transferred all its "hatred" to Donny.

"Call--"

Ronan saw the Giant Magic Box Monster suddenly lower its body, and its terrifyingly large mouth, stretched to its ears (if it had ears), almost splitting the entire box in two, bit down hard on Donny.

From afar, Ronan saw Donny, who had sprouted a pair of pure white wings, holding several scroll-like objects in his hands, which he then quickly tore open.

In an instant, a pure white sun seemed to suddenly rise from its hand. The pure white energy light, so dense that it almost solidified, directly blocked the Giant Magic Box Monster's mouth. The Box Monster's bite was like biting into a giant white light bulb.

Immediately afterward, the wizard Donny, with his pure white wings fluttering, swiftly flew out from under the Giant Magic Box Monster's mouth. While the Giant Magic Box Monster was still struggling with the white light, Donnie deliberately put away his staff and took out a small gray bow the size of a palm.

If it weren't for the mysterious runes that emerged and lit up one after another from the small bow, this miniature bow would have looked like a child's toy in his hand.

Wizard Donny swiftly drew back the bowstring of his small bow, and a white arrow of light naturally condensed and shot out the instant he released it.

Donny fired three arrows in quick succession. Even from a great distance, Ronan could clearly see that after firing the three arrows, Donnie's originally rosy face turned slightly pale, indicating that his mental energy had been greatly depleted.

The three pure white arrows he shot with his small bow began to actively pursue the Golden Magic Box after they were fired.

The Golden Magic Box was extremely fast, as were the three pure white light arrows. They were so fast that they were almost impossible to see clearly with the naked eye; one could only see a golden light and three white lights chasing each other in mid-air.

Seeing that the three beams of white light were about to surround and block the Golden Magic Box, Ronan narrowed his eyes slightly.

The surrounding space shattered silently like a mirror, and the figure that had been stationary rushed forward again with flashes.

He had originally planned to observe first, but Donny, Third Level Wizard from the Life Royal Court, was far more capable than he had expected. Seeing that the other party was about to capture the Golden Magic Box, he had no choice but to act now, as he couldn't just sit and watch the other party obtain the treasure.

Although there was a connection with Grace, Ronan had no qualms about competing with this guy because he had been quite rude to him earlier.

Just as Ronan was about to approach the battle, his mental energy surging forth as he prepared to cast a spell, suddenly, "Giggle—"

A woman's soft laughter suddenly rang in his ears.

At that moment, an unprecedented sense of terrifying crisis and horror rose in Ronan's heart.

The hair on his hands and back stood on end almost instantly.

Instinct compelled Ronan to remain abruptly stopped in his tracks.

Before he could find the source of the laughter, he felt an indescribable magical power erupt beside him.

A fiery red streak, like magma erupting from the deepest part of a ten-thousand-year-old active volcano, carrying a terrifying heat wave that could scorch and melt everything, roared past less than five meters in front of me.

"Boom boom—"

A terrifying heatwave swept everything, carrying a trail of flames, instantly [Penetration] the pure white orb of light that had immobilized the Giant Magic Box Monster not far away, and then striking straight at the wizard Donny, who was holding a miniature bow.

Ronan heard Donny's strange scream, followed by a burst of white energy several times more intense than before emanating from his body, but it was engulfed by pure fire in less than a second.

The terrifying crimson wave of fire continued to stretch a long distance after it "crushed" Donny.

Wherever it passed, the abandoned metal buildings left behind by the Mechanical Heart melted and collapsed like wax, revealing a long and shocking trail of melting metal.

The fire wave engulfed countless Metal Puppet, metal Elemental Lifeform, and even winged black magic boxes along its path.

The originally bustling and chaotic battle was completely cleared away by this wave of fire that appeared out of nowhere.

Even the Golden Magic Box seemed startled, darting onto the Giant Magic Box Monster and hiding. As Ronan's expression hardened, and he gently stroked the semi-melted layer on the surface of his Living Steel armor, he saw—

At the end of the terrifying fire wave, a ball of crimson flame burned continuously, like a flower blooming and fading, giving people a strange sense of magnificence and beauty.

Within that ball of flame, a delicate, rose-colored Ladies Cane, only about half a meter long, floated silently.

"Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—"

Heavy breathing came from a spot not far from Ronan.

Ronan turned his head and was surprised to see that the young wizard Donny, who had just been engulfed by the terrifying wave of fire, was still alive.

He was standing in the void, his face deathly pale.

Only half of the pure white wings on his back remained, and they were still melting. His moon-white robes were covered with burn marks from the flames, and he looked disheveled, completely devoid of his previous arrogant and composed demeanor.

What truly moves people is his eyes.

At this moment, the young wizard Donny's eyes were filled with an intense, almost overwhelming fear and terror, like a frightened rabbit, his pale lips repeatedly muttering a single sentence.

"The Red Lotus Scepter! It's her! She's here!!"

After rambling incoherently for a while, Wizard Donny glanced at Ronan, then showed no further interest and retreated directly.

At this moment, Grace, the Silver-Haired Witch, and others caught up.

Grace stood at a distance, protected by another Third Level Wizard, while the Silver-Haired Witch swiftly landed beside Ronan, her face grave and her voice urgent, urging him, "Hurry! Once that one arrives... if you don't leave now, you'll miss your chance!"

"That one?"

Ronan's eyes flickered slightly as he glanced at the exquisite Ladies Cane wreathed in flames in the distance, and couldn't help but ask, "The owner of the cane? Who is she?"

The Silver-Haired Witch looked around, gritted her teeth, and whispered urgently, "The Ash Witch Moriel!"

She possesses unparalleled talent and terrifying strength far surpassing her peers; she is capricious and ruthless. Crucially, she and Princess Serena are sworn enemies; her presence here is likely specifically aimed at Princess Grace."

Moriel Ash Witch

Ronan's expression shifted slightly.

After answering his question, the Silver-Haired Witch gave him a deep look, then ignored him and turned to leave.

However, at that moment, a lively and melodious girl's voice suddenly rang out in the room.

"Are you just Deadface's new toy? You don't look special or interesting at all! Why are you shaking?"

Does it hurt when I pinch you like this?

If it hurts, just cry out, darling, I won't be angry. Be good."

The sound was clear and bright, more melodious than a lark's, like a long string of crystal bells tinkling in the wind, bringing indescribable joy and delight.

However, after that voice rang out, Ronan saw the Silver-Haired Witch in front of him turn deathly pale in an instant, her entire body seemed to freeze, and her thin lips trembled slightly as she said to him, "She's here."

Ronan and the stiff-faced Silver-Haired Witch slowly looked in a certain direction.

Where Grace had been standing in the distance, a figure had appeared out of nowhere.

A petite girl.

She wore an enormous wizard's hat that was completely disproportionate to her size, and beneath the hat, her long, magenta hair cascaded down like waves.

With a near-flawless face, a black robe embroidered with flame flowers, and a hem that almost reached her waist, along with her fair, shapely, and slender legs, she was undoubtedly the most beautiful witch Ronan had ever seen, even surpassing Kosti by a great margin.

The girl's pure innocence and naive romance, along with the mature and sexy allure that seems to evoke primal desires, are two completely contradictory qualities that are perfectly blended in one person.

This girl, who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, was now pinching and tugging at Grace's slightly chubby cheeks with her fair and beautiful fingers, which were as white as Grace.

The young wizard Donny, along with another Third Level Wizard from the Life Royal Court, stood beside the two, but they were as terrified as two quails, shrugging their shoulders and not daring to utter a single word.

It was clear that the girl was using a lot of force; Grace's face was red from being pinched, her Crystal Glasses almost fell off her nose, and her eyes were filled with tears of grievance.

But Grace didn't dare to move, her lips pressed tightly together, as if afraid she would burst into tears.

"Your Grace"

The Silver-Haired Witch's lips moved as she stared fixedly at Grace, who was "at the mercy of others." Her eyes were filled with humiliation and resentment, but her body was suppressed by an immense fear, and she dared not move an inch, only able to make painful cries.

Suddenly, she seemed to sense some kind of fluctuation.

He turned his head abruptly and was shocked to find that Ronan, who had been standing beside him, had disappeared.

Looking back, his eyes widened suddenly, and he froze for a moment.

"Go ahead and cry! Why don't you cry if it hurts? If it hurts, just cry it out!"

The girl grabbed Grace's face with both hands, practically treating it like dough, and kneaded it vigorously.

No matter how fierce she tried to appear, Grace remained silent, biting her lower lip tightly, even though she was trembling with fear.

"Boring..."

The girl suddenly lost all interest and released her grip on Grace's cheek.

"Just as boring as that deadpan Serena. No wonder she likes you so much."

The girl muttered a couple of things, clapped her hands, and just as she shifted her gaze away from Grace.

Suddenly, a silvery-white tentacle with a metallic sheen abruptly emerged from the void beside him.

The girl's eyes brightened slightly, and she let out a soft "Ah!" before reaching out to grab the silvery-white tentacle.

But the silvery-white metal tentacles were incredibly fast. In a flash, they wrapped around Grace's waist and then flung Grace violently to one side.

The girl seemed to have seen something quite interesting, and a smile appeared on her beautiful face. However, with a "bang," she exploded into countless red sparks and disappeared.

A silver-white armor, deeper than mercury yet reflecting a mirror-like luster, covered Ronan's entire body.

Ronan stood in a void, manipulating metal tentacles to pull Grace out from the "humiliating clutches".

This suddenly appearing "Ash Witch" was enough to frighten the few Third Level Wizard of the Life Royal Court into immobility, not even daring to put up a fight.

Is it really that scary?

Ronan could vaguely sense that the other party's mental strength was indeed much stronger than that of an ordinary Third Level Wizard, but it should not have reached the level of Level Four Dawn.

It's understandable that he didn't reach level four, after all, he has fought against peak level three wizards before, such as the Dark Head of the [Resurrection Society].

He couldn't possibly stand by and watch Grace be played with like a toy, like some of the wizards of the Life Royal Court, even if that person was a woman.

As the witch girl known as the "Ash Witch" abruptly vanished in a puff of sparks, Ronan's senses were instantly heightened, and the "Eye of Truth" began to weave across his forehead.

He knew very well that the other party would soon come looking for trouble, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

Almost the instant the witch girl's figure disappeared, Ronan felt a sense of dread and crisis.

A small, white hand reached out from behind him almost without pause, as if to gently pat his shoulder.

"Clang!"

Ronan's entire back suddenly sprouted countless Keen Edge, sword-like spikes, as if he had suddenly transformed into a giant humanoid hedgehog.

However, this tactic yielded no results, only a soft chuckle that sounded like a girl covering her mouth.

"Giggle."

An indescribable heat descended from above in the next breath.

In just a moment, Ronan felt a faint stinging pain in his shoulders, neck, and cheeks.

The metal armor covering his body was melting rapidly, offering almost no resistance to the sudden heatwave.

He had fought against Fire Magic Wizard before.

Ignatius of the Molten Crystal Lake was an extremely powerful Fire Magic Wizard who possessed the bloodline of Ancient Fire Demon. The fire magic he wielded was dozens of times more powerful than that of an ordinary fire mage.

However, even when Ignatius unleashed his full bloodline power, the fire magic he released was not even a tenth of the intense heat he was currently experiencing! It was truly unbelievable!

"Call--"

Ronan's figure shattered and vanished silently, like Mirror Flower Water Moon.

A beautifully Ladies Cane, wreathed in crimson lotus-shaped flames, stopped its downward strike the instant he vanished and shot off in another direction.

Almost the instant Ronan landed after his short-distance teleportation, the flaming staff struck him again.

Before the terrifying firepower attached to the cane even landed, it directly scorched the air, creating black, distorted masses of intense heat. The intensity was indescribable; it felt as if even a trace of its power falling to the ground would not produce lava, but would directly vaporize the metal and rocks on the ground. "Can you accurately determine the landing point of my spatial teleportation?"

"It's not just because the teleportation distance is too short."

Ronan faced the oncoming flaming staff head-on, countless thoughts flashing through his mind like lightning, and the Eye of Truth between his brows shone brightly, quickly catching sight of a figure.

Or rather, the other party never intended to hide anything at all.

"Give it a try!"

Just as the flaming staff was about to strike Ronan's face, and the metal mask covering his face was even dripping with molten metal, a fierce glint suddenly flashed in Ronan's calm, azure eyes.

The next instant, his Silver White Metal armor disintegrated automatically, revealing his tall and handsome true form.

The heat wave from the flames caused Ronan's brown hair to curl slightly, but his expression remained calm. He even opened his arms as if he had completely given up all resistance and was about to embrace the blows of the flaming staff.

Not far away, a girl sitting in mid-air, swinging her two fair legs, looked on with interest at the scene.

Just as she was wondering how Ronan would react next, suddenly, a silvery-white light shimmering like a Mirrorlight silently appeared around her.

"Ah!"

The girl was slightly startled, and with one hand on the air, she made a move to stand up.

However, the Silver White Metal was faster than her, and in an instant, it enveloped her completely, transforming into a huge, [Fortify] silvery mirror that sealed her firmly within it.