Summon Meteor, Twilight Encounter

The moment the [Law Control] armband was put on his arm, Ronan's nebula-like Spiritual Force Field expanded outward again, becoming even more powerful.

His eyes, already as bright as stars, became even more dazzling at this moment. Pure starlight shone from his eyes, making it almost impossible to see the color of his pupils.

Ronan tore through the void and arrived outside the Mist Space.

A terrifying Star Force Field formed a visible vortex of mental energy in the empty room, causing the furniture and furnishings to tremble violently, as if a category 10 typhoon had suddenly descended.

Ronan paused for only a moment before flying straight out of the window.

Many wizards were alarmed and peeked out to investigate, only to see a dazzling meteor rapidly rising into the sky from the location of the Golden Dawn Palace, disappearing into the clouds in the blink of an eye.

Ronan didn't know how long he flew upwards until he broke through the clouds and could no longer see the ground below.

At this moment, Ronan tried to sense the starry sky in the darkness.

That mottled meteorite resurfaced in his mind once again.

"Call--"

The Star Force Field expanded to its maximum at this moment, and the Law Control Armlet on the arm continuously emitted a high-frequency vibration.

"Hiss--"

Ronan took a deep breath, his will connecting with the stars rolling.

"Click-click-click—"

In a daze, he seemed to hear the sound of ancient, huge gears turning awkwardly, and the incredibly large and ancient meteorite that he saw seemed to have been pried open and moved slightly by him.

With just this slight movement, Ronan's mental energy rapidly diminished, like water being released from a dam, and was almost completely depleted in an instant.

"Call--"

Ronan quickly severed his connection to the starry sky and gently pressed down on the still trembling Law Control Armlet.

The nebula-like force field around him shrank by more than ten times, and the Light of the Stars in his eyes dimmed, revealing his original azure blue.

At this moment, Ronan's eyes were strange as he looked at the hand with the armband on it and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"There is indeed a strange connection between the Helamus Inheritance and the [Primordial Star Meditation Technique]."

The [Law Control] armband greatly enhances my perception of the stars. If I were stronger, my mastery of the [Primordial Star Meditation Technique] would be even higher, and I could collect the complete Magic Controller Set.

Perhaps it really is possible.

"Bring down that meteorite that your consciousness senses!"

Ronan's eyes shone brightly, filled with boundless anticipation.

He never forgot the legend of Helamus!

Known as the most talented and legendary wizard in the history of the Upper Ring Continent, Helamus once single-handedly destroyed a powerful Wizard Empire!

The method by which he accomplished such an incredible feat was none other than those terrifying meteorites that he summoned from the sky!

"Meteor Spell: Summon Meteor"

Just thinking about the name of this spell was enough to excite Ronan.

"Even a single drop of water, falling from the distant stars, accumulates enough power to shatter a continent, let alone a meteorite."

"This is the core legacy that made Helamus a legend."

Ronan murmured softly.

Although he is aware of this, he can only barely sense meteorites now, and he is still far from being able to completely move an extraterrestrial meteorite and summon it down.

"Perhaps I can try to sense smaller, younger meteorites. The larger ones are too heavy to move, but the smaller ones might be easier..."

"Or we could use [Forbidden Black Hole] instead of meteorite to try and create a 'knock-off' version of the Summon Meteor."

"If I activate [Secret Chrysalis] and try again in the form of Magic Transformation and [Void Hole Butterfly], would it be easier?"

The appearance of [Sense Stars] completely revealed the connection between [Primordial Star Meditation Technique] and the Helamus Law Adept Inheritance, as if opening a door to a new world for Ronan.

Ronan's mind was flooded with countless inspirations and countless ideas he couldn't wait to try.

He simply stayed in the clouds, using the "Sense Stars" as his core, experimenting with and studying the various ideas in his mind over and over again.

His Energy Affinity magic system was also rapidly expanding and improving in this process.

"Snap—"

The thick clouds were as black as ink, the sea of clouds churned, and countless lightning bolts intertwined and leaped.

A dark, imposing figure, with countless blue-purple light patterns flowing across its body, stood silently above the roaring thunderclouds.

He was bathed in a dazzling and beautiful miniature nebula, and behind his near-perfect body, two butterfly wings, like condensed rosy light, fluttered gently.

Suddenly, a figure stretched out its hand, fingers spread, and tiny energy black holes silently appeared, then plummeted towards a certain place ahead like Black Meteor.

"Boom!"

All the energy black holes collided together under the pull of will, instantly unleashing an incomparably powerful energy aftershock. The terrifying [Annihilation] power generated by the explosion silently swallowed up a thundercloud completely.

All the lightning and moisture vanished, and the sun's rays streamed down through the gap, casting countless golden beams!

"Call--"

Ronan slowly exited the Magic Transformation, the state of [Void Hole Butterfly], his eyes flickering slightly.

After two months of almost non-stop research, he had nearly completely mastered the application of [Sense Stars] in actual combat.

Both the Forbidden Black Hole and the Void Hole Butterfly have had their power increased to a new level thanks to the ability to Sense Stars.

If used in conjunction with the Law Control Armlet, combat power can be further enhanced.

"I wonder if I'd be qualified to fight a full-scale battle against a true Level 6 opponent."

[Sense Stars] makes Ronan's Energy Affinity spells, which were originally at the True Meaning level, even stronger, reaching a level of strength that surpasses ordinary True Meaning Spell.

Based on Ronan's current combat power, which can easily overwhelm a typical late-stage level 5 wizard, he might still be qualified to go toe-to-toe with a true Level Six Wizard.

However, there is a variable that Ronan could not predict: the ability of Level Six Wizard to "steal" free energy particles in the world.

Level 6 represents the ultimate development of a spirit's potential and a deep exploration of a wizard's "natural authority" during the Dawn Rank.

In a sense, the battle between Dawn Rank wizards is a contest of "rule authority".

Under normal circumstances, Ronan might be able to unleash spells with power comparable to a level six wizard. However, in a combat situation, facing interference from a Level Six Wizard and the "stealing" of free-floating energy particles in the world, his current spells might not, no, they would definitely not be able to unleash their full power.

"How can Juventus possibly stand up to Level Six Wizard head-on?"

"An eight-star elemental spirit?"

"For every star difference in the rank of a Yuanling, the gap between them is about tenfold."

Juventus's eight-star elemental spirit is enough to crush the vast majority of wizards. With the authority and abilities granted by an eight-star elemental spirit, in an energy contest against a level Level Six Wizard whose elemental spirit is only six or seven stars, he might actually have the advantage.

Ronan exhaled softly, "The most urgent task is to advance to level five as soon as possible."

Ronan was confident that with his current resources and capabilities, advancing to level five and, barring any unforeseen circumstances, nurturing an eight-star level primordial spirit should be no problem.

Aside from bloodline, he has achieved almost perfection in every aspect.

"Only those with the same eight-star elemental spirits are truly qualified to compete with Juventus."

Ronan narrowed his eyes, a sharp glint in them.

Having sensed the powerful essence of Helamus Inheritance, he was even less likely to relinquish the armlet in his hand. He even harbored the ambition to collect the complete set and one day summon a real Extraterrestrial Meteor.

"Click-clack—"

A crisp cracking sound caught Ronan's attention. His expression shifted slightly, and he flipped his hand to take out a black glass bead from his personal space.

At this moment, cracks slowly appeared on the seemingly ordinary black glass bead, and the Gray Moth sealed inside looked as if it was about to break free from the bead.

"The Prophet's Revelation"

Ronan frowned slightly, then calmly tore through the thunderclouds beneath his feet and plummeted toward the ground.

He landed in the Glow Mist City in the blink of an eye, and stepped into his residence. A gentle breeze stirred the thin gauze curtains. On the solid wood table where he usually sat, a golden ornament gently pressed down a snow-white letter.

The letter was sealed with two layers of lead, one with wax and the other with a spell. Ronan casually tore it open, took out the note from the letter, and glanced at it.

After reading it, the note spontaneously combusted in Ronan's hand, turning into ashes and dissipating.

Ronan stared blankly out the window at a beautiful sky-blue rooftop, lost in thought.

The letter was left by Serena. It roughly stated that a month ago, the Imperial Council of Elders summoned all heirs to the throne to announce the final details regarding the upcoming "Holy Grail Proof." Ronan was supposed to accompany her, but she couldn't contact Ronan, and the wizards of the Pendulum of Fate were "unwilling to reveal" Ronan's true whereabouts. Therefore, she could only leave Ronan with this almost primitive method, before heading off on her own.

Between the lines, one can sense a hint of resentment emanating from Serena.

However, Ronan's attention was not on that, but on the black glass bead that suddenly started to move.

"The first sign of the bead appeared when the Royal Treasury was opened Edward Alba and his party, Edward Alba."

Could it really be related to him?

Ronan's eyes flickered, and after thinking for a moment, he finally decided to go.

He has obtained the Clarity Snake, and in any case, the Prophet Eve has fulfilled her promise and truly helped him.

Therefore, Ronan had no reason to refuse the task she entrusted to him.

Moreover, Ronan remembered that the Prophet Eve had said that doing this would also benefit him.

Serena left the specific location of the gathering in the letter. Ronan, too lazy to bring along A Ni and the others from the Pendulum of Fate, left his residence alone, summoned the Ancient Thunder Eagle Eris, and went directly there.

On his way to the meeting place, Ronan kept his eyes on the black glass bead in his hand.

He watched as the cracks inside the bead multiplied, like a pupil gradually expanding outwards. When it reached a certain point, there was a soft "bang," and the black glass bead in Ronan's hand finally shattered completely.

"Wait a minute, Eris."

The Ancient Thunder Eagle, hurtling at breakneck speed, came to an abrupt halt, hovering high in the sky like a massive dark cloud. A deep, rumbling voice came from Eris: "Brother, what is it?"

Ronan did not respond, but stared intently at the gray moth that had flown out of the broken bead in his hand.

The moth landed on the tip of his index finger, its two wings fluttering slowly, with tiny fluorescent lights outlining eye-like patterns on the surface.

The gray moth gently touched Ronan's finger with its antennae, then flapped its wings and flew forward.

Ronan's eyes flickered slightly as he stood up from the Golden Throne.

"Eris, you can leave now. We don't need you for the time being."

The Ancient Thunder Eagle muttered a few words, then with a "whoosh," it transformed into a bolt of lightning and disappeared into the distance.

Ronan's eyes were fixed on the mysterious moth. He followed closely, watching it plummet from the sky like a thin, withered leaf.

Finally, the gray moth landed on an unknown wild white flower on the ground and remained completely still.

Ronan looked around. It was a vast, open field, and it was quite a distance from Serena and the others' meeting place.

He didn't know what to do next, but since the revelation had been given and he had decided to act, he could only wait.

Sunrise and sunset, three days have passed.

On the morning of the fourth day, Ronan, who had been sitting quietly beside the white flowers like a sculpture, suddenly opened his eyes and shook off a few drops of morning dew from his eyelashes.

After three days of silence, the gray moth finally showed a new reaction.

It gently flapped its wings, detached itself from the wild white flower, and flew forward against the direction of the rising sun.

Ronan followed the moth calmly, and the moth moved very slowly until the sun set on the fourth day.

As the sun set, its last rays shone on Ronan's face.

At one point, Ronan suddenly saw the gray moth stop again. He wanted to figure out what the gray moth was trying to do, but his gaze fell on the distant sunset horizon behind the moth, where a figure was rushing toward them.

Ronan squinted, watching the approaching figure. Gray moths swirled around him, their wings scattering phosphorescent powder as they flapped, seemingly releasing a mysterious power that perfectly concealed Ronan.

Even when the figure was almost right in front of Ronan, Ronan didn't notice Ronan's presence at all.

Ronan recognized the person who had come in.

This was a rather tall male wizard, dressed in a pure black robe, the hem of which draped naturally like melting night, and engraved with patterns of bright yellow broken sun discs.

He held a bone-white weapon in one hand, with a turbid sphere filled with swirling gray mist at the top, and his body exuded a powerful aura belonging to the top level five.

The style of the robes worn by the newcomer was exactly the same as that worn by the wizards of the "Twilight Council" who stood behind Prince Edward Alba when Ronan saw the Royal Treasury open through the sensory water curtain.

But what truly surprised Ronan was the identity of the Level Five Wizard of the Twilight Council before him.

"Sarlange".

Ronan softly uttered the other person's name.

Unlike when he appeared as the chief prodigy of the Wizard Heart Hall in the Stone of Destiny Trial, Sarlange not only donned the robes of the Twilight Council, but his originally heroic and rugged appearance also became much more sinister and profound.

"Who?!"

Ronan's voice naturally caught Sarlange's attention.

The latter's flight came to an abrupt halt, and his peak level-five spiritual power surged forth, rolling directly toward Ronan's location.

The gust of wind stirred up by his mental energy dispersed the moth phosphorus powder on Ronan's body, pulling him out of his "undetectable" state.

Ronan didn't seem to care, standing calmly in place and staring at Sarlange.

The last rays of the setting sun shone from behind Sarlange, casting two long shadows across the wilderness.