What Makes You Worthy of Seeing My Ice Magic?!

As Ronan approached the Southern Continent and gradually entered the coverage area of Magic Signal Tower, he would occasionally receive messages from old friends.

He was determined to return to the Silver Magic Ring and didn't care whether his location would be exposed; he would take everything out and check it one by one.

"A message from Kosti."

Ronan's eyes flickered slightly. He tapped the Communication Stone, and after a few breaths, slowly put it down.

"Star School, Level Five Wizard"

He instinctively reached for the armband he wore on his arm. "Is it because of this legacy of Helamus?"

Ronan was deep in thought.

In fact, he had considered this issue after the Talent Competition.

He obtained the Law Adept Arm Ring of Helamus amidst great fanfare; it was impossible for such a legacy not to attract covetous eyes.

He chose to leave the south alone as soon as possible, partly to avoid being hunted down by the [Resurrection Society] wizards, and partly because he was worried that the legacy of Helamus would attract the attention of other forces.

He had thought that after the [Resurrection Society] incident subsided, the Silver Magic Ring, backed by the Central Elemental Magic Ring, would provide him with some protection. However, before he even reached the south, he received a message from Kosti, telling him not to return to the Arcane Circle for the time being.

"When the Level Five Wizard from the South [Resurrection Society] before, why didn't he come out to resist? Now that the crisis is over, he's the first one to target the inheritance I possess."

Ronan was completely indifferent.

Although most wizards are selfish, this personality trait becomes more pronounced the higher their power, which is quite common.

But when the matter fell on his shoulders, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

"It seems I'll have to find somewhere to stay for now, or maybe continuing my arduous training at sea wouldn't be so bad. I just don't know if the Silver Magic Ring can withstand the pressure exerted by Level Five Wizard."

Reason told Ronan that the best option now was to avoid the limelight and stay away from the vortex he had created in the Silver Magic Ring.

I don't know how long this will take, but judging from Kosti's tone, it doesn't seem to be too long.

But for a moment, Ronan felt a surge of frustration and resentment.

Even if he really goes back, what difference will it make?

So what if he loses this legacy?

He rose from humble beginnings to his current heights, never relying on any external forces. He may have survived this fifth level, but can he escape the next?

In the brief outpouring of emotion, as reason regained control of his mind, Ronan's expression wavered slightly.

He stretched out his left hand with some surprise and gently placed his five fingers on the armband he was wearing on his right arm.

Then, a strange light began to shine in his eyes.

Just now, he suddenly felt the armlet pulsating, responding to his call. The fluctuation was very strong, just like the previous two times.

At that moment, Ronan seemed to grasp something, his five fingers tightly gripping the armband as he fell into deep thought.

In the vast sky, the clouds dispersed, and the sunlight seemed to be blocked by a transparent film. The vibrations caused by the collision of various magical energies formed visible ripples in the sky, spreading outwards like violently turbulent water.

Four powerful figures clashed fiercely, the chanting of incantations echoing through the heavens and earth, the constant roaring sounds, and bursts of light, sometimes blinding and sometimes dim, erupting from time to time.

Below, the wizards of the Silver Magic Ring were all watching this battle intently, their expressions tense, and a solemn and dignified atmosphere filled the arena.

"Zephyrin, I remember that name."

At the edge of the massive silver metal platform, the eyes of several Silver Magic Ring Masters, led by First Ring Master Manuel, were almost all focused on a single figure.

He was a refined and intelligent young wizard, surrounded by countless stars, with a calm and confident smile always on his face.

"One hundred and fifty years ago, this name was quite well-known in the south."

It is said that although he missed his Talent Competition, he challenged the Wizards' number one spot several times afterward, with both wins and losses, but his record was always brilliant.

"Probably the most outstanding disciple of the Star School in the last five hundred years."

According to the age of their souls, the young wizard from the Star School should be considered a junior among the Ring Lords, yet none of them looked at him with the eyes of someone looking at a junior.

Because three of them had already left the field, and even though he was being attacked by spells cast by three Late Third Level Wizards at the same time, the young wizard from the Star School named Zephyrin had been able to maintain a firm upper hand.

The talent and strength displayed by the other party had already greatly impressed them.

In most cases, even if they are at the same level, a wizard's strength will increase with the accumulation of knowledge and experience over the years, resulting in a gap.

But there are always some exceptionally gifted geniuses who can defy this common sense, and Zephyrin is clearly one of the best among them.

This was precisely the true purpose of the Star School in holding this tea party: to demonstrate the Star School's powerful foundation and strength to the Silver Magic Ring, thereby "forcing" the Silver Magic Ring to voluntarily relinquish its right to teach Ronan.

Elemental Magic Ring?

The Elemental Magic Ring is too far away; everything should have been settled long ago before anyone from the Central Region arrived.

"... Mother of Rock Core"

Kosti held a bright yellow staff as tall as a person and chanted softly.

Rune-like light shone deep within her pupils, and one after another, crystalline orbs gleaming with the luster of citrine detached from the staff and scattered around her.

As Kosti's mental energy surged forth, those [Shine], yellow crystal-like orbs trembled. Then, a phantom image resembling a block of earth suddenly appeared in the void, compressing the void and rumbling forward.

Standing next to Kosti was a middle-aged man with a Brass Pocket Watch embedded in his left eye socket. He was also chanting rapidly, and from beneath his robes, liquid metal kept flying out, transforming into huge brass gears burning with raging flames.

Together with another wizard who cast crystal spells, the three of them attacked Zephyrin, who was located in the center of the battle.

As one of the Seven Ring Masters under Manuel, the first ring master of the Silver Magic Ring, all three of them are at the peak of the Third Level Wizard, and are only half a step away from the Dawn.

No matter how hard the three of them tried, or how well they coordinated, their attacks seemed insufficient against this prodigy from the Star School Heaven's Chosen School.

Zephyrin held a staff that looked like it was made of purple diamond in one hand, and with a casual flick of his wrist, tiny, star-like points of light "scattered" from beneath his wide robes.

Zephyrin stood proudly in the arena. With just a simple wave of his hand, star-like points of light flew out, shattering and collapsing the spells summoned by Kosti and the other two.

"Star Net!"

Zephyrin suddenly let out a sigh, spread his five fingers, and a surge of powerful spiritual energy and the aura of the Dharma Domain erupted wildly around him.

In an instant, countless dazzling lights surrounded its body, each one flashing rapidly, looking like magnificent eyes. Then, they all shot out narrow beams of deep blue and near-purple light, weaving a magical cage of intertwined starlight in the blink of an eye.

"Boom--"

The middle-aged man with the Brass Pocket Watch in his eye and the other wizard who controlled the metal crystal magic with the Silver Magic Ring were unable to dodge in time. Their bodies were pierced by the crisscrossing Light of the Stars in an instant. They could not use any defensive measures, and the energy [Protection] field outside their bodies was as fragile as paper.

Kosti was in a slightly safer position within the group. Most of Zephyrin's sudden burst of attacks was blocked by the other two, so she did not fall immediately and actually "survived" safely under Zephyrin's "Star Net".

"The gap is too big."

Kosti gripped her staff tightly, a wave of helplessness washing over her.

The Silver Magic Ring is merely a small branch of the "Elemental Magic Ring," and its inheritance is far inferior to that of the Star School. Moreover, these so-called Ring Masters were not considered outstanding geniuses in the "Elemental Magic Ring" at the time.

Given these two factors combined, it's not surprising that there's such a large gap between the three and Zephyrin.

Kosti believed that if the top geniuses from their own "Elemental Magic Ring" were to arrive, Zephyrin would feel a similar sense of powerlessness.

But no matter what, she still has to give it her all until this battle is over.

Kosti put away her staff, replacing it with a thick Rock Crystal Book. She chanted a spell, causing the pages to turn. A strange resonance was achieved, and soft light emanated from between Kosti and the Rock Crystal pages.

Soon, energy surged, and huge, crystal-like rock fragments rose from the void, stretching out from beneath Kosti's feet like unfolded fish scales.

The rock fragments interlocked and clashed, releasing a powerful and imposing aura, like countless sharp axes slashing towards Zephyrin.

Faced with Kosti's last resort, Zephyrin's face remained completely expressionless.

He began to stroll toward Kosti, surrounded by countless stars. The beams of starlight were arranged in an orderly fashion around him, spreading out like wings, colliding with the crystalline rock fragments, cutting out countless shattered and fluttering light butterflies.

Zephyrin stared intently at Kosti, a slight smile gradually curving his lips, a hint of admiration and appreciation on his face. He seemed to break Kosti's spell much faster as well.

"That kid is really rude."

At the edge of the silver metal platform, a Ring Master-level wizard who was close to Kosti frowned upon seeing Zephyrin's expression and posture. His spiritual power surged, and he couldn't help but want to step in and stop him.

But he was stopped by a single glance from Manuel, the master of the first ring.

"Kosti is no longer a little girl; she knows what she's doing. Besides..."

Manuel glanced at the location of the Dawn Wizard of the Star School and said calmly, "Zephyrin had better really dare to be rude in front of everyone."

Everyone was taken aback, as if they had realized something, but their emotions quickly calmed down.

At this moment, Zephyrin was almost inside Kosti's safe spellcasting area. Kosti, who had been concentrating on chanting incantations with her eyelids slightly lowered, also stopped chanting and slowly closed the Rock Crystal Book in her hand.

She raised her head, looked calmly at Zephyrin, and said, "I concede."

Zephyrin's eyes flickered, but he didn't answer immediately. He just kept walking and continued forward a distance under the starlight.

Kosti frowned slightly at his behavior. Zephyrin noticed the hint of displeasure on Kosti's face and was about to speak when he said, "I..."

However, at that moment, a cold and indifferent voice fell from the sky like a sharp blade of ice.

"What you up to?!"

The sound appeared so abruptly that no one had anticipated it.

Along with the sound, a terrifying, scorching, and twisted golden shadow descended from the sky! "Tear—"

The vast, Silver White Metal platform, the void pulsating with energy, was visually cleaved in two like a transparent sheet of cloth by this golden shadow.

Zephyrin's pupils contracted sharply, and before he could react, all the countless star eyes surrounding him shone brightly, and countless beams of starlight emerged, weaving a dense cage of starlight that completely obscured Zephyrin's figure.

The dense aura and energy of the magic domain constructed an indestructible magical star cage, which even the combined attack of Kosti and her two companions could not shake before.

At this moment, under the whip of this twisted golden shadow, beams of light that made up the star cage broke apart one after another, and the magnificent and stable star cage shattered directly.

Zephyrin retreated rapidly, his golden shadow following him relentlessly, shattering several intertwined clusters of starlight before slowly receding.

The rapidly changing battle situation stunned all the onlookers. When they turned their gazes toward the direction from which the sounds and spells came, their expressions were completely frozen in shock.

When Kosti saw the figure standing in the outline of the sun, with a slightly distorted glow emanating from the edges of its body, she experienced a moment of slight disorientation.

Zephyrin stared intently at the newcomer, his tightly furrowed brows quickly relaxing, and then his eyes shone with a dazzling light as he uttered the name he had long awaited—

"Ronan Damien... you've finally appeared!"

High in the sky, countless gazes, some shocked, some bewildered, some joyful, and some excited, converged on a tall, handsome young man who stood quietly.

His gaze swept calmly across several locations in the void, then he stepped onto the empty staircase and walked step by step toward the Silver White Metal platform. His pure black robe with silver trim fluttered slightly. Who else could it be but Ronan, who had just arrived?

"Ronan... Ronan is back!"

"Is he Damien, the youngest genius chief in the history of the South?"

Damien

A buzzing commotion arose in the arena, and all eyes were focused on Ronan.

On the other side of the Arcane Circle, after a brief moment of joy, many ring masters frowned again, their brows revealing deep worry.

On the other hand, the Star School Dawn Wizard, led by Frant, mostly wore smiles.

"Good, very good!"

The brief commotion was silenced by Zephyrin's loud laughter.

Ten times more dazzling than before, starlight rose from the arena. In stark contrast to his previous refined and gentle demeanor, Zephyrin, since Ronan's arrival, was like a pearl that had been completely released from its sheath, radiating brilliance; or like a starlight sword that had been fully drawn from its sheath in the night, its sharpness fully revealed.

His robes billowed, his eyes blazed, and he raised his radiant Amethyst Staff high, laughing as he met Ronan above him with an unparalleled, powerful, and confident air.

"I have challenged the top wizards of all time in the South, and only lost to one person five years ago! Ronan Damien, I've heard that your Ice Magic is unparalleled among your peers, and you're known as the strongest wizard under the Dawn in the Southern Wizard World. Today I'll see if those halos around you are as dazzling as the rumors suggest."

Zephyrin's confident and charismatic presence moved almost everyone in the audience.

He was completely different from when he fought against Kosti and the other two. It was as if Zephyrin at this moment was the real Zephyrin.

The last disciple of Rona, Level Five Wizard, and the most outstanding and dazzling disciple of the Star School in the past five hundred years!

However, Zephyrin's aura only lasted for a moment before it was ruthlessly suppressed by an even more powerful and domineering aura.

In everyone's sight, Ronan, standing high in the sky, suddenly radiated a light that was almost comparable to that of the Dawn Wizard in the arena!

Brighter than the sun, it distorted vast swathes of void and light, and a massive pale golden force field suddenly spread out.

Amidst the trembling and shaking of one of the armbands, Ronan's cold voice fell from the sky, resounding throughout the Sky Dome.

"Who do you think you are? You dare to challenge my Ice Magic?!"

[Spirit Maya - Golden Touch]!