Gray Moth, Twilight Council, and Clarity Snake
"Hecalto".
"If Hecalto were lured into the Minotaur's Endless Labyrinth, could it be trapped there?"
Ronan had this idea a long time ago. The Minotaur's Endless Labyrinth could suppress Level Seven Twilight powerhouse like Narros. Although Hecalto was level eight or even above level eight at his peak, he is now only a remnant of his will. Even if he obtains a trace of the Primordial Bloodline, it will still take a long time for him to recover his strength.
What Ronan isn't sure about now is just how much the Minotaur's Maze will restrict Hecalto.
After all, he was once the Ancient Frost. Even if his strength has not recovered, he may still possess all sorts of incredible and unpredictable methods.
The previous encounter in the Mist Space has already proven this point— Hecalto not only knows his exact location, but can even ignore certain spatial and distance limitations and descend directly!
"According to the rules of the 'Posilena's Wager Pact,' I have one opportunity to challenge Hecalto within ten years, and Hecalto cannot refuse."
"Although you can still launch a challenge after the cooldown period ends within the rules."
But given Hecalto's cunning nature, he would never fall into the same trap twice.
"In other words, I only have one chance."
If it doesn't work this time, it will be almost impossible to lure him in again using the same method.
Ronan's eyes flickered. After weighing the options, he decided to wait until he had advanced to level five and had greater control over the "Mirror of Emptiness" before making a decision.
Ronan composed himself and slowly took out a simple-looking black Square-Horned Cowbell from his personal space.
The Bone Bell, that inherited necromancer, contains a special space inside that can nurture the soul.
Kosti is currently inside, separated from Aihaxia by Ronan.
Kosti's soul was severely damaged, her self-awareness almost collapsed, and only an indelible obsession sustained her. She couldn't even recognize Ronan, and only reacted to the name "Shelby".
"Alazan".
Ronan looked at the cowbell in his hand and called out Alazan's name.
The Golden Ladybug in his Consciousness Space trembled slightly, transmitting a message to him through its consciousness.
—It was Alazan, the master of spiritual studies, who provided the solution to "heal" Kosti.
"Is the only way to slowly nurture it using potions, magic circles, and the effects of the cowbell?"
Ronan pursed his lips after reading Alazan's solution.
Alazan replied in a low voice, "Nurturing her can only restore a small portion of her fragmented self-awareness. She'll need to switch to the path of spiritual sorcery and then slowly undergo self-repair."
"The Spirit Heart Amber?"
Ronan's eyes flickered slightly.
"No."
Alazan head. "The Spirit Heart Amber is not suitable for her. Among the many shamanic traditions of the Hall of Spirits, there is bound to be a path that is right for her."
"So, does that mean I'll have to go back to the Hall of Spirits someday?"
"Yes."
Ronan immediately pictured Evaqu in his mind, and the memories of his time in the Hall of Spirits flashed before his eyes.
Ronan took a deep breath, lowered his gaze, and said nothing more.
Perhaps we should ask the Prophet Eve; she might have a better solution.
The chirping of insects and birds in the early morning flowed through the window, bringing a fresh and invigorating atmosphere.
Ronan stood quietly in front of the silver French windows, the morning light gathering and flowing across his face.
Suddenly, Ronan's calm eyes flickered slightly.
"Come in."
A strange sound, like metallic resonance, came from his mouth.
The door to the room opened silently behind him, and there were light footsteps.
When Ronan turned around, he saw Serena already standing in front of him.
Today, Serena wore a rose-colored velvet dress with a silver-white silk lining. Despite the lack of embellishment, she still looked elegant and stunningly beautiful.
Good morning, Your Majesty.
Serena raised her right hand and gently tapped the crook of her left arm. This was the simplest greeting among wizards, usually used between people of similar rank.
Ronan nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over a piece of parchment on the side table, which floated lightly in front of Serena.
Serena picked up the parchment and quickly scanned it, her delicate brows furrowing slightly.
The parchment contained a list of materials needed to nurture Kosti's soul, but Ronan didn't have them, so he left it all to Serena to handle.
He could sense the subtle dissatisfaction emanating from Serena.
Come to think of it, he has come to the Life Empire and so far has not provided Serena with any substantial help. On the contrary, he has "removed" an important ally of hers, Fomingge, and has repeatedly asked him for things. It is indeed a bit too much.
But Serena said nothing, calmly put away the parchment, and then gently placed a Space Ring on the table.
"Here is everything Your Majesty needs, the rest."
"The Spirit Shaping Liquid and Spirit Shaping Array needed for advancing to level five are also ready; they are the highest grade I could procure..."
Serena paused for a moment, then continued, "I've come here to inform Your Majesty that you are welcome to accompany me to the Royal Treasury at any time."
Ronan listened quietly as Serena finished speaking, without saying anything, only nodding slightly, and then walked forward.
The light in the room shifted and changed as he moved.
Serena stepped aside slightly to make way for the doorway, and the two of them went out of the house one after the other. A Ni and some wizards from the Life Royal Court were already waiting on the lawn outside the door, and they seemed to be having a pleasant conversation.
Upon seeing Ronan and his companion emerge, both groups bowed to them in unison.
Serena stepped forward and casually gave the order to set off, and the group headed out of the city.
After leaving the Glow Mist City, Serena led her team to land in a Glow Mist City about thirty kilometers away.
A group of wizards from the Life Royal Court were already busy in the valley. A huge magic circle had been set up inside the valley, and knights in silver armor patrolled and guarded the surrounding area.
"Are you building an entrance to the Royal Treasury?"
Ronan activated his Eye of Truth, examined the Rune Array being erected in the valley, and asked Serena beside him.
"Right."
Serena nodded and replied, "It's almost finished, Your Majesty, please wait a little longer."
Ronan didn't speak, his head lowered, gold flowing between his long, slender fingers as he casually played with the Itai as if teasing a pet snake.
The two waited quietly for the magic circle to be completed. In the slightly dull atmosphere, Ronan suddenly heard Serena speak out, "Half a month ago, Fomingge suddenly disappeared on his way back to the Elemental Magic Ring."
I wonder if Your Majesty is aware of this matter?
"Oh?"
Ronan's hands did not stop moving, the Itai hissing like a snake between his fingers, producing a metallic, resonant sound.
"Should I feel happy or sorry for Princess Highness?"
Ronan answered casually.
Serena frowned slightly, her tone growing colder as she said, "Fomingge sent me a message before he disappeared. Although most of the content was forcibly erased for some reason, we can still piece together information related to Your Majesty."
And that also happened to be the time when His Majesty was in seclusion for meditation.
The resounding melody of gold abruptly stopped. Ronan lowered his hand, slowly raised his head, and beneath the golden, gradually changing Dawn Mask, his deep blue eyes, like a lake, narrowed slightly.
Ronan looked at Serena and said softly, "Princess Highness suspects me?"
Serena took a deep breath. "Besides you, I can't think of anyone else."
"I did it."
Ronan spoke calmly, and Serena was stunned, unable to utter a single question.
"No one can live well after offending me."
This has been true before, and it will be true in the future.
Ronan shifted his gaze from Serena to the area where the many wizards of the Life Royal Court were busy at work, and casually asked, "Now that Your Princess knows the truth, how do you plan to handle this?"
Serena's expression shifted, her lips pressed tightly together.
Ronan ignored her and continued to look ahead.
After a few breaths, he heard Serena take a deep breath; the woman was constantly adjusting her emotions.
Finally, Serena spoke again.
"Fomingge poisoned his mentor Goodman's meditation aid, causing Goodman to die after failing to reach level six. He then seized the opportunity to take over everything Goodman owned."
His character and morals are despicable, and I've always wanted to find a way to get rid of him completely.
Serena paused for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Neither I nor the Elemental Magic Ring will investigate this matter any further."
Ronan turned his head with some surprise and looked at Serena.
The latter met his gaze calmly.
"I'm starting to admire you, the wise Serena Princess."
Ronan sighed and spoke, Serena's eyes flickered, and she said nothing more.
Half an hourglass had passed when the busy Life Royal Court wizards in the valley finally stopped what they were doing.
The dense, vine-like runes covered almost the entire valley, and between the "vines" were precious Magic Crystal of all sizes.
Serena walked towards the magic circle, stretched out a hand, and gently cut her fair and delicate wrist.
Crimson blood flowed down her milky-white skin, but instead of dripping to the ground, it was drawn by a mysterious force and dispersed into a fine mist of blood, drifting towards the center of the magic array.
Serena uttered ancient incantation syllables, her voice low and rapid, their meaning indiscernible, like some kind of special prayer.
Soon, all the runes that made up the magic circle lit up, and strange fluctuations emanated from the center of the magic circle. Then, a golden-red spot lit up and quickly took root, sprouted, and grew upward like a seed.
In just a few breaths, it grew into a lush and verdant sapling. On the branches of the sapling, five beautiful leaves with golden-red veins spread out like little hands.
"Call--"
After doing all this, Serena let out a long sigh of relief.
She turned to look at Ronan, who appeared somewhat weak and pale, as if the series of actions she had just taken had taken a heavy toll on her.
"That's fine."
Ronan nodded and slowly walked up.
Serena reached out her finger, wanting to touch one of the golden-red veined leaves on the sapling.
Just then, Ronan heard a slight "crack" sound.
The voice seemed to come directly from the depths of his soul. His expression shifted slightly, and he instinctively pulled out something with a flick of his wrist.
—On a translucent black glass bead the size of a thumb, a conspicuous crack appeared out of nowhere. Inside the bead, a lifelike gray moth seemed to be awakening, its tiny antennae on its head twitching slightly.
It was the bead that the Prophet Eve gave him before she left.
Ronan's eyes flashed, but at that moment, he heard Serena make a strange "hmm" sound.
Ronan looked up and saw that Serena's finger had stopped a few centimeters away from the small leaf, as if there was a thin curtain of water between them.
A series of transparent ripples spread from her fingertips, and within the ripples, the figures of a group of people could be vaguely seen.
Leading the group was a handsome young man with blond hair, green eyes, and a resemblance to Serena. He was dressed in luxurious clothes and exuded an innate noble air.
Behind him followed a group of people wearing wide black robes with deep yellow sunset patterns on them, who were also looking this way through the water curtain.
Who is this?
Ronan stared at the handsome young man in the water curtain and asked coldly.
"Edward Alba, one of my three rival brothers..."
Serena replied in a low voice, "When more than two heirs of the Alba Family bloodline open the Royal Treasury at the same time, this kind of mutual resonance will occur."
Ronan didn't speak, but simply gently squeezed the black glass bead in his hand.
The glass bead reacted strangely when he met Edward Alba. Does this mean that what the Prophet Eve needed him to do was related to Edward Alba?
The handsome young man in the water curtain had obviously noticed them as well. He gave them a cold laugh through the water curtain, then raised his right hand, causing the ripples in the void to disperse and the scene in the water curtain to disappear.
"Edward, through some unknown means, gained the support of the 'Twilight Council,' Super Large wizarding power outside of the three great empires, and his power ranks among the top three of the current six heirs to the throne."
Serena looked at the dissipating water curtain in front of her and spoke with a complicated expression.
He then continued pointing with his finger, his fingertip touching a leaf on the sapling.
The golden-red veined leaf trembled slightly, releasing waves of spatial fluctuations. Then, a vortex-shaped spatial entrance appeared, and Serena was the first to step inside.
Ronan followed Serena into the space.
Upon entering the space, he was surprised to find that the scene before him was vastly different from what he had imagined the Royal Treasury to be.
This is a desolate desert, with an eerie blue color, which at first glance looks like a frozen ocean.
The free energy particles in the air were extremely thin. Standing in the blue desert, Serena said to Ronan, "The five Royal Treasury I possess rank very low among the more than one hundred Royal Treasury of the Alba Family."
This was the most desolate and barren of them all, with almost nothing of value left.
It's clear that Serena is trying to prepare him for the worst, hoping Ronan won't be too disappointed.
Before Ronan could respond, Alazan's voice echoed in his mind.
Damien.
There's the scent of a living Clarity Snake here!
Ronan's eyes lit up immediately.
He ignored Serena, who was still talking beside him, and suspended himself in mid-air with his limbs outstretched and his eyes closed.
The [Star Force Field] burst forth, and the spectacular sight of dozens of invisible celestial bodies colliding and moving instantly appeared. The immense spiritual power stirred the void and spread outwards.
In an instant, Ronan's hair and the hem of his Platinum Magic Robe billowed up, and pale blue sandstorms suddenly appeared on the vast, tranquil blue desert sea.