Don't Bring Disaster Upon Yourself and Those Behind You; You've Become a Pervert

The fourth-tier Mosquito Monster were already quite troublesome, but the fifth-tier ones? Clearly, Aihaxia's Ghost Arrow alone wouldn't be enough; he'd have to take matters into his own hands.

Ronan was preparing to head towards the direction from which the fifth-tier Mosquito Monster was flying when his expression suddenly changed.

Almost without hesitation, Ronan immediately ordered Aihaxia to clear the way and turned back to rush in the direction he had come from.

A massive "Black Cloud" caught up in an instant, and in the middle of the Black Cloud, several long legs covered with barbed thorns were faintly visible.

From an outsider's perspective, this scene looked as if Ronan had simply "fled in disarray" when faced with a fifth-tier Mosquito Monster.

However, the truth is actually. "Something is attacking my Elemental Pool like crazy!"

Ronan's expression hardened slightly, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes. His robes billowed as he flew swiftly close to the ground like a large bird soaring through the dark Aqueduct Ruins.

Just moments ago, Ronan sensed through the Crown of Deep Knowledge that the number of Elemental Lifeform forms near the Elemental Pool was rapidly decreasing.

In a short period of time, the number of elemental life guardians had been reduced from the original thirty-three to twenty-five, twenty-four, and twenty-three. Almost every breath, the number of Elemental Lifeform guardians decreased by one, and Ronan's eyelids twitched accordingly.

He suspected that new monsters had swarmed into the area he had cleared, possibly more than one fourth-tier monster, or even a fifth-tier one. Otherwise, the number of Elemental Guardian would not have decreased so rapidly.

The Elemental Pool was of paramount importance to Ronan. It was about to stabilize and be transferred to the Mist Space, and he absolutely could not stand by and watch it be destroyed.

Ronan unleashed Aihaxia's wildness, with Aihaxia switching back and forth between the Ghost Body and the Ghost Arrow form, rampaging through the dark ruins and stirring up waves of bloodshed.

The massive Black Cloud formed by the fifth-order Mosquito Monster followed closely behind him, seemingly determined to keep up with him, but Ronan had no energy to pay attention to it at all.

Ronan sped up the exploration distance of over ten kilometers, arriving in the blink of an eye.

Aihaxia hovered above his head, its pale, twisted face, no longer recognizable as its former handsome appearance, staring straight at Ronan. Along the way, it had devoured too many remnants of souls and flesh, and its violent instincts made it unable to suppress its desire to retaliate.

"Roar--"

The [Doomsday Sound] between Aihaxia's brows suddenly lit up, and countless black spike-like peaks instantly appeared around his body, rushing straight towards Ronan's head.

Just as it was about to get close, an invisible, celestial-like massive Spiritual Force Field instantly suppressed it, and then a long, powerful hand rose up and pressed down on its cheek.

"Whoosh—Bang!"

Ronan remained in a flying posture, his long hair flying, expressionless as he pressed down on Aihaxia with one hand, forcibly "stuffing" him back into the Square-Horned Cowbell in his other hand.

Throughout the entire process, his gaze never wavered, remaining firmly fixed on the direction of the Elemental Pool in the distance.

He had already seen the unique mottled energy light reflected in the Elemental Pool. At this moment, he had less than five third-tier Elemental Guardian left near the Elemental Pool!

The scene that Ronan had envisioned—a large group of fourth or fifth-tier monsters besieging the Elemental Pool —did not materialize.

On the contrary, there were no monsters around the Elemental Pool, only one person!

A Level Four Dawn Wizard, dressed in a black robe with most of his face hidden in the hood, holding a staff and chanting incantations, was simultaneously eliminating his Elemental Guardian one by one while casting spells to attack the defensive Rune Array outside the Elemental Pool!

"A wizard from another faction?!"

Ronan's eyes turned cold. He raised his right hand and split it into several strands of Itai, like several thick and ferocious golden pythons. These strands quickly slithered along Ronan's arm and intertwined to form an even thicker Golden Tentacles with countless serrated suction cups on its surface.

"Tear—"

Golden Tentacles shot out like dazzling golden lightning, tearing through the void in an instant, traversing great distances, and lashing towards the figure.

The moment Ronan made his move, the man in black robes seemed to react, turning around and raising his hand, with a blue light seemingly emanating from his palm.

Immediately following, amidst intense magical fluctuations, a deep blue, arc-shaped Water Shield appeared out of thin air, perfectly blocking Ronan's Golden Tentacles.

"Boom!"

The battle between water and fire was extremely intense, with large clumps of white water vapor hissing out.

"Bang!"

In about half a breath, the Water Shield shattered with a crash. The golden touch, still powerful, lashed out at the black-robed figure. The latter's energy [Protection] flickered, and he let out a muffled groan as he was sent flying by the golden touch.

"Whoosh—"

Ronan arrived at the Elemental Pool, stopped, and carefully examined its Elemental Pool his mental energy. Only then did his tense nerves slowly relax.

Fortunately, only the outermost Rune Array was broken, and the Elemental Pool was not greatly affected.

After checking that the Elemental Pool was intact, Ronan turned around and looked in the direction of the black-robed man he had knocked away.

The man in black robes had already gotten up from the ground, looking somewhat disheveled.

Beneath the robe, a fair and delicate hand rose and ripped off the hood covering her head, revealing a beautiful face filled with resentment and hatred.

Ronan was stunned when he saw the man in black robes.

"Hathaway?!"

The person before him was none other than Hathaway, with whom he had a past conflict, who had even bribed the Level Five Wizard Dorian during the Son of the Deep Sea Selection to teach him a Hathaway! She was actually here? And, taking advantage of his absence, she attempted to attack and destroy his Elemental Pool?!

Ronan couldn't help but furrow his brow slightly.

"You're finished Ronan Damien."

Hathaway stared intently at Ronan, gritting her teeth as she spoke each word clearly, "You dare hit me? Who do you think you are? I won't let you get away with this. I'll make you pay ten or a hundred times more painfully!"

Ronan listened to Hathaway's threatening words, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper. In the distance, a massive Black Cloud roared and whistled in.

For a moment, Ronan felt only irritation.

But soon, his brows relaxed and his expression returned to calm.

"Fifth rank?!"

Hathaway clearly sensed the approaching "Black Cloud" behind her, and after a moment of awareness, her expression changed drastically.

She instinctively wanted to glare at Ronan again before quickly leaving, but when she turned around, she was met with Ronan's figure stepping through the void, approaching her step by step.

"What are you up to?!"

Hathaway's expression instantly turned wary, then quickly transformed into a cold laugh, "With the Soul Contract in place, you think you can kill me? Heh."

Ronan didn't answer, but took two steps and closed in on Hathaway.

He took a deep breath.

"[The Spiral Palace]!"

"Click-clack—"

Ronan's body suddenly swelled, growing taller inch by inch.

First level! Second level!

Triple!

"Boom!"

An invisible yet intense and powerful aura erupted, creating a visible white wave of air.

With the Triple Spiral Palace fully opened, Ronan's figure swelled to nearly three meters in height.

A torrent of black Spirit Force, like mercury, poured from every pore of his body. His waist-length, jet-black hair moved without wind. Ronan stretched out his body, countless knotted muscles coalescing into Ancient Demon God Body. With this movement, a terrifying and surging aura, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down on Hathaway.

"Boom!"

A [Rage] hurricane suddenly erupted between the two of them, and Hathaway's slightly wavy long hair was blown back violently, clinging to her scalp.

Her eyes were wide open, completely enveloped by the shadow cast by Ronan's massive, imposing body.

"You"

Hathaway had barely uttered a single word when, in the next instant, a fist almost as large as her slender waist slammed down hard onto her soft abdomen.

"Bang!"

"Cough--"

Hathaway's innate energy [Protection] and Spiritual Force Field were rendered useless by this punch. She coughed up a mouthful of blood and was sent flying into the air!

Torrent of power surged through her body, followed by a wave of intense pain that swept over her entire being.

Hathaway's delicate face immediately contorted into a grimace, tears and snot streaming down her face. Her mouth was open, but it seemed as if all the air in her chest had been squeezed out by that punch, leaving her unable to utter a sound.

He could only clutch his stomach, trembling as he looked at Ronan, who was so close yet had already slowly raised his hand to throw a second punch, his eyes filled with disbelief and shock.

In his Ancient Demon God Body, Ronan's black hair danced wildly, his ferocious and imposing figure resembling a continuous, ancient demonic mountain.

A terrifying aura washed over Hathaway's entire body. When she saw Ronan, expressionless, raise his second fist and slowly lower it toward her head, despair, panic, and terror finally surfaced in her eyes.

Hathaway tried to back away, but the fist was already rapidly enlarging in her turquoise pupils. "Boom!"

Like countless bolts of lightning striking simultaneously, or the resounding beat of a heavy drum, a terrifying fist, carrying an unparalleled and terrifying aura, grazed Hathaway's cheek as it struck.

A solidified black Spirit Force burst forth from his body, blasting apart a massive Black Cloud not far away with a deafening roar.

Following closely behind, Ronan formed a blade with his palms together, a trace of ancient and savage energy flowing between his fingers. He suddenly flicked his hand, and a twisted and heavy axe light slashed diagonally along the edge of his palm, passing the same spot as before, and extending into the darkness for an unknown distance. Only a series of sounds of earth and stone exploding could be heard from afar.

As the commotion subsided, along the path of the axe's flash, the fifth-tier Mosquito Monster, which had revealed its ferocious form from the Black Cloud, was silently and smoothly split in two from the middle, completely turning into two corpses. Hathaway stood there, stunned.

At that moment, she almost forgot the pain in her body and had completely lost the ability to think.

"Click—"

Suddenly, a long, Keen Edge hand gripped her chin, lifted her up, and brought her close to his face.

This is the first and last time I'm warning you.

Ronan looked calmly at Hathaway and said, "Don't bring disaster upon yourself or those behind you."

After saying that, Ronan flipped his hand, and a red lip print, as red as a maple leaf, appeared between his fingers. He slowly crushed it into powder in his palm.

After doing all this, Ronan casually tossed Hathaway to the ground like trash.

"Click-click-click—"

As Ronan emerged from his Ancient Demon God Body state, his powerful and imposing body gradually returned to normal. He slowly put his robes back on, then walked past Hathaway to the fifth-tier Mosquito Monster he had just killed in two moves, and collected its two halves of corpse.

Just moments ago, as Ronan casually swung his axe, he once again caught a glimpse of the same inspiration he had when he fought against the Level Five Wizard named Mengerde, the former commander of the Eighth Legion of the Tangista Empire, in the Minotaur's Maze.

In an instant, it seemed to draw upon a dense, invisible network in the void, and the power of the axe light formed by the black Spirit Force also surged several times, instantly killing the fifth-tier Mosquito Monster with a single strike!

"Let's try again. One more time should give us a firm grasp on it..."

Ronan thought to himself.

Just then, he suddenly heard a rustling sound of footsteps.

He squinted and saw Hathaway, who seemed to have recovered from his "intimidating punch," slowly moving toward him, but with her head down, lost in thought.

"Roll!"

A cold glint flashed across Ronan's face. With a backhand flick, Hathaway was sent flying like a rag doll, crashing heavily to the ground.

She lay motionless on the ground for a while, then got up, her fair and delicate face now bearing several clearly visible purplish-red finger marks.

Ronan ignored her and calmly continued with his work, throwing the pile of monster corpses he had obtained during the exploration into the elemental energy pool for conversion, hoping to transfer them as soon as possible.

But just a few seconds later, Ronan's brows furrowed again.

Are you really not afraid of death?

Ronan turned his head and coldly swept his gaze toward a certain spot.

As Hathaway stealthily approached him, his gaze swept over her, and her body trembled immediately, a clear look of fear flashing across her face.

But then, two strange blushes inexplicably appeared on her face, and then, as if summoning her courage, she ignored Ronan's warning and took another step forward.

"Call--"

A powerful Spiritual Force Field, like the movement of an invisible celestial body, emanated from Ronan's body. As soon as Ronan spread his five fingers, Hathaway flew towards him involuntarily, her beautiful swan neck falling into his palm and being held tightly by him.

"Huffing and puffing—"

Hathaway, who was being lifted up by Ronan like a chick by the neck, was breathing rapidly, but she didn't seem to feel much fear or apprehension. Instead, she felt a strange excitement and anticipation.

Ronan looked at Hathaway's expression, seemed to have thought of something, frowned, thought for a moment, then conjured a translucent, jet-black nail between his fingers and pierced it straight into Hathaway's brow.

"Ah!"

Under the "Nail of the Soul", Hathaway immediately screamed in agony.

Ronan released her hand and watched her roll around on the ground in agony, wriggling like a maggot.

A large patch of white grease was visible at the opening of the robe's hem, but Ronan ignored it and instead flicked his wrist, piercing another "Nail of the Soul" into Hathaway's body.

This time, Hathaway was in so much pain that she curled up and stopped writhing, only letting out a series of instinctive spasms.

Ronan watched quietly from the side, expressionless. After about two hourglasses, Hathaway stopped convulsing, and her limbs began to slowly stretch outwards, as if she had completely adapted to this level of pain. Ronan's eyes flickered slightly, and he raised his hand. The two Nail of the Soul that had pierced Hathaway's body floated out on their own, exploded with a "bang," and disappeared without a trace.

Unexpectedly, Hathaway, freed from the torment of the Nail of the Soul, did not feel relieved. Instead, she struggled with her convulsing body and slowly crawled to Ronan, hugging his leg and pleading, "Damien, I was wrong, please don't."

Ronan stood there like a rock, looking down at Hathaway, whose face was full of pleading, his lips pressed tightly together.

After a moment, he slowly spoke, "Hathaway, do you know that you've become a bit of a pervert?"

At her feet, Hathaway's pretty face froze, then her face flushed red, and a look of utter shame flashed across her face.

She released her grip on the hem of Ronan's robe, lowered her head, and made a soft, humming sound.

"I... I don't know"

"Just now"

Suddenly... I had some... magical feelings that I'd never experienced before.

"And this feeling seems to only apply to you..."

Hathaway's voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible; she seemed too ashamed to continue.

What's going on here?

So, his punch, meant to intimidate and warn Hathaway, actually pierced through her soul, unintentionally opening a long-hidden switch within her?!

Ronan's expression was complicated. He gritted his teeth, suddenly finding the situation somewhat troublesome.

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