Magic Body Might, Hand-Crafted Black Holes!

Ronan had imagined many things about how the [Secret Chrysalis] would transform an Energy Affinity spell after it matured.

The only thing he could think of was amplification in a form similar to a "Soul Rune".

As it turned out, he guessed the first half correctly, but he completely failed to anticipate the second half.

When the [Secret Chrysalis] fully matures, its black Light Chrysalis surface is etched with dense, mysterious, and complex purple patterns. The soul selects the Grandmaster- level [Forbidden Black Hole] as the object to be blessed by the [Secret Chrysalis].

A strange change occurred the instant Ronan attempted to cast the [Forbidden Black Hole].

——

He "saw" the entire [Secret Chrysalis] open from within, and countless purple light patterns, like unraveling silkworm threads, rapidly spread to every corner of his body, even extending into his soul.

These light patterns, like the Storm Rune inherited from the Storm Lord and already etched into his flesh, are like a kind of inherited bloodline, granting Ronan a different form and a higher level of mastery over the spell [Forbidden Black Hole].

[The Magic Transformation]!

"Transformation" at the purely magical level.

The "Mystic Butterfly," which takes flight from the "black hole," wields the power of the void.

The vast amount of free energy particles in the world were injected into Ronan's "Void Hole Magic Body," which was a completely different experience from activating the "Ancient Demon God Body."

The latter taps into the power buried deep within the body, while the former's power originates from heaven, earth, nature, and the rules of the universe!

This state is too wonderful.

It's like mastering some kind of magical weapon woven from rules.

Within the dark gold core, the runes belonging to [Law Control] trembled, and the Elemental Spirit Light pulsed, as if echoing Ronan's "Dharma Body".

The spell [Forbidden Black Hole] works by gathering countless energies to form a terrifying source of magic, which then devours and crushes the opponent, unleashing its power outside the body.

After being empowered by the [Secret Chrysalis], Ronan, in his [Void Hole Butterfly] state, absorbed this inexhaustible energy into himself, making him feel as if he had instantly traveled back to the time when he first obtained the [Law Control] armband, where he could freely squander the massive amount of energy accumulated over countless years within the armband.

Moreover, unlike back then when we could only clumsily pry it open and try to pour it out in one go.

He now has a masterful and effortless control over this vast and ever-accumulating energy.

Ronan slowly raised his head, and in his eyes, where countless blue and purple lights converged, it seemed as if a small, constantly rotating miniature nebula was contained.

When his gaze fell on Sarlange in front of him, Sarlange seemed to snap out of his daze.

"Sagadi Corpse Accumulation Sword!"

Sarlange let out a low growl, and the Corpse Accumulation Court behind him rose with a rumble, revealing the Monarch Ghost Shadow. His tall, muscular, and decaying body rose higher and higher, and the countless eerie runes resembling Corpse Accumulation Sword in his hand, rapidly pushing the power of this sword to another peak.

"Boom!"

The Monarch Ghost Shadow held swords in both hands, and the Corpse Accumulation Sword slashed fiercely down towards Ronan.

The sudden burst of power blurred and distorted a large area of the void, as if countless rotting and melting corpses were writhing under this sword, forming a vast river of rotting corpses.

In the void, the Forbidden Law Domain aura belonging to Sarlange rapidly intensified. This sword strike had already allowed his magical skills to break through a certain limit, reaching an unprecedented peak.

However, facing this terrifying forbidden sword light, Ronan merely glanced at it indifferently, and then the radiant butterfly wings behind him, which resembled two miniature nebulae converging, gently fluttered.

"Call--"

In an instant, [Annihilation] wind arose in the void, and a nebula-like energy hurricane blew forward, causing the void to fall and peel away like pieces of paper. As the energy hurricane swept past, the sword light that was first hit shattered silently, followed by the Monarch Ghost Shadow holding the sword, and the illusion of a river of rotting corpses that appeared along with the sword light.

"You"

Still maintaining his Elemental Spirit True Body state, Sarlange felt as if Invisible Hand was gripping his throat tightly, and he retreated rapidly with disbelief in his eyes.

Ronan watched him back away, back away.

Ronan only slowly raised his hand and gently pointed a finger at Sarlange after retreating to what Sarlange considered a "psychological safe distance".

"Thump!"

Similar to each summoning of [Forbidden Black Hole], there was still that resounding echo in the void, like the beating of a drum.

But this time it was much lighter, and the black hole it summoned was much smaller.

However.

The first black hole summoned was just the beginning!

As Ronan pointed, black holes appeared one after another, their outlines shrinking, yet they multiplied wildly in the void.

Until the power of all black holes is superimposed to a single point!

"Boom!"

An indescribable, extremely compressed, terrifying energy pulse suddenly erupted, striking Sarlange on the distant other side in an instant!

Sarlange's eyes widened, and before he could react, he and the Corpse Accumulation Court behind him exploded together!

"Boom—"

The ghostly realm collapsed rapidly, and Sarlange's momentum on the battlefield completely crumbled.

His figure emerged from another void, having withdrawn from the state of the Elemental Spirit True Body. His face was as pale as paper, and he looked at Ronan with an extremely incredulous gaze before collapsing to his knees, powerless.

"A black hole made by hand..."

Ronan looked down at his palm, a strange light appearing in his eyes.

"Giggle giggle"

Hathaway had suddenly transitioned from a young girl to middle age, clapped her hands and giggled, coughing violently from time to time, but she couldn't stop her joy and delight at the moment.

The laughter sounded so sharp and grating to the ears of the other wizards present.

The wizards of the Wizard Heart Hall watched helplessly as Sarlange was utterly defeated, standing there blankly, feeling somewhat lost and helpless for a moment.

"A second True Meaning Spell?!"

Someone gazed at Ronan in his "Void Hole Butterfly" state and murmured something.

At a certain moment, Ronan quietly turned his face.

The aura of the Dharma Body spread, landing on the group of wizards from the Wizard Heart Hall. Only then did they understand why Sarlange, who seemed like an insurmountable peak in their generation, had been defeated so cleanly and decisively, nearly dying.

That aura gave them the feeling of looking up at a god standing amidst a galaxy, making them feel infinitely small.

Ronan clapped his hands gently.

In an instant, the massive amount of energy accumulated within the Dharma body scattered in all directions like stardust.

An obscure and profound magical fluctuation emanated, and silently, round and round dark suns emitting a deep purple halo appeared in the high sky around the battlefield.

The terrifying power instantly locked onto some people, before they could even show expressions of shock and horror on their faces.

"Smack—"

It was as if someone had pulled the light cord hard, and the light went out completely.

In the sudden loss of daylight and the plunging darkness, one after another, pitch-black suns emitting a purple halo exploded.

"Boom!"

The vast battlefield was swept away by a turbulent surge of energy, accompanied by faint screams as severed limbs and blood were blasted out.

Even with the body of Level Five Wizard transformed into elemental form, it still couldn't withstand the terrifying power of this attack.

The scene suddenly became much clearer.

Those wizards who had previously besieged him, forming part of Torrent force, were almost all severely injured by Ronan's attack.

Apart from the Black Moon Faction led by Casimodo.

"The setup time is too long, requiring sufficient energy to accumulate before activation. As the accumulated energy is continuously depleted, combat power will also decline."

Ronan looked at the nebula light around him, which had dimmed considerably, and the nebula butterfly wings, which appeared even thinner, and commented. "Apart from that, it's still perfect."

The hand-crafted black hole pulse attack that defeated Sarlange, as well as that area-of-effect black hole spell, almost exhausted the energy within his "Void Hole Magic Body," but the energy accumulation time was still too short.

Fortunately, it's just enough.

Just as Ronan was preparing to patrol the area to see if any escapees had slipped through the net and needed to be finished off, a line of small golden text floated past his eyes—[Okay, but don't go too far.]

"Well"

Ronan was stunned.

Then he slowly raised his head, his nebula-like eyes locking onto the half -Half-Closed Door high in the sky.

"You're not saying anything."

"I almost forgot about you."

"Thump!"

"Buzz—"

Ronan raised his hand and pointed, causing black holes to rapidly overlap, forming a terrifying energy pulse.

"Boom!"

It struck the gray light gate in an instant.

Under the terrifying pulse of power, the Half-Closed Door creaked under the strain, countless runes lit up on it, and the small door swayed slightly in mid-air.

"Quite solid"

Ronan blinked, and more golden words floated before his eyes, but he didn't even look at them. He raised his hand and unleashed another Black Hole Overlay and Energy Pulse!

"Bang!"

This time, the small door shook even more violently, and the terrifying magical impact seemed to shake something down from inside the door.

Ronan's eyes flashed, and with a gentle flap of his butterfly wings, he floated away like a ray of light.

He stared at the small thing that had fallen from the Half-Closed Door.

—It was a panicked, snow-white skunk.

Ronan reached out to grab the skunk, which quickly transformed into a snow-white owl and flew upwards.

Then came the squirrel, the frog, and the rabbit.

Ronan's thing kept changing into the shapes of various small animals before his eyes. When its shape finally landed on a yellowish-brown chipmunk, Ronan finally locked onto its elusive aura.

The swirling nebula in his eyes quietly began to glow, and Ronan gently pointed it out.

In an instant, a terrifying aura brewed at his fingertips, and a black hole silently formed.

The panicked chipmunk, as if finally realizing it could no longer escape, suddenly raised its two tiny paws to cover itself, while uttering a clear, childlike voice.

"Don't you want to know the answer to your question?!"

Ronan's movements stopped abruptly, and the momentum of the black hole's superposition also immediately ceased.

As Ronan's breath slowly faded, the round, plump chipmunk lowered its paws, patted its chest, and let out a long sigh of relief.

But before it could completely relax, its anxiety was over.

The next second, Ronan's calm reply was heard.

"I don't want to think about it anymore."

After he finished speaking, the Stasis energy began to flow at a faster speed than before.

Ronan slammed his finger down, unleashing an unprecedentedly terrifying energy pulse that tore through layers of void, completely drowning out the little chipmunk's horrified screams.