Supreme Crown, Seed of Law, I Don't Need to Remember Your Name

"Yeah?"

A woman's soft laughter unexpectedly came from beneath the Black Gold Pattern Mask.

The slight sense of familiarity that had just arisen in Ronan's heart quickly faded under the strange laughter. The mask on the other person's face, like his own, also had a strong concealing function.

Ronan shook his head, his eyes regaining their indifference. He raised his hand, and crimson, flowing Ice Crystal Halberd condensed around him, drawing blood-red lightning trails in the void before shooting rapidly toward the Ghost Flower Society Witch in front of him.

The latter, with his exceptionally tall figure, took two steps back, his robes unfurling like bat wings, before he quickly disappeared into a thick, inky shadow.

Ronan's Primordial Ice Halberd disappeared into the shadows, like an arrow striking extremely smooth silk.

Ronan's eyes flickered slightly, and all the Primordial Ice Halberd exploded at once, transforming into clusters of blood-red Rose Ice Flower that grew wildly in the shadows.

A chilling and eerie atmosphere intertwined and spread simultaneously.

Above the towering [Primordial Ice Capital], the terrifying cold continues to intensify, giving the feeling that time is gradually freezing into the Ice River and slowing down.

The pervasive chill alone has already greatly affected many wizards.

Moreover, the closer one got to the figure standing atop the surging waves of white snow, the stronger the chill became, causing many to hesitate with fear, afraid to approach.

Serena held a bow in one hand and the Holy Grail Fragment that Ronan had intercepted and returned to her in the other. She was still not completely shaken by the shock of Ronan's appearance.

"Golden Dawn."

She murmured to herself, but couldn't connect those four words with the icy world created by the person in front of her.

Just then, a huge explosion rang out beside my ears.

Serena looked up sharply in the direction of the sound and saw a huge, Crimson Fire Ring rapidly expanding across the vast Snow Field.

A towering flame rose from the center of the fire ring, and a tall, Crimson Shadow stepped out, treading on the rolling lava.

Having broken free from the ancient ice Eremod seemed to have fully activated the ancient Red Dragon Bloodline within him. In his Elemental Spirit True Body form, he presented a form resembling Half-Dragon Transformation.

Seven deep red and dazzling Elemental Spirit Crystal were neatly embedded in his broad chest. His whole body was bulging and his skin shimmered with the bright luster of Dragon Scale. There were even dragon horn-like protrusions growing on the top of his head.

He radiated terrifying heat from head to toe, constantly swallowing up and covering the cold air in the air, like a drop of lava falling on ice, creating billowing white steam.

Even from a great distance, Serena could feel the intense, violent aura emanating from Eremod, like a Flame Dragon enraged.

Eremod vanished abruptly, heading towards the center of the struggle between frost and shadow, leaving a long Trail of Flames in its wake, and a striking Crimson Trail appearing on the snow-white ice plain.

"Boom!"

Eremod joined the battle like a fiery meteor, and the sudden surge of fire instantly engulfed Ronan's figure.

Serena instinctively gripped her longbow tighter, but before she could react, the next second there was another burst of magic and the howling of a hurricane.

On the other side, ice and snow exploded, and a handsome young man holding a runic rapier, his eyes as blue as gold, transformed into a streak of light that swiftly pierced the sky, bringing with it endless gales.

The combined bursts of energy from the two attackers forcefully created two gaps in the overwhelming force of the ice and snow. Some figures floated up and began to slowly approach the center of the battle. The faint, low chanting of spells could not be dispersed by the wind and snow.

Serena's pretty face immediately tightened slightly as she released the Holy Grail Fragment and quickly drew the bowstring.

Spell Streamer Arrow gathered at her fingertips, but for a moment she didn't know where to shoot it.

With opponents everywhere, the moment Ronan declared she was taking over the battle, the trial had already begun to head in an unknown direction she could not predict.

"Boom!"

Ronan pressed down with both hands, and a giant wave formed from ice and snow crashed down, producing a roar like that of a giant whale.

The surging cold wave spread outwards, but it could not conceal the twisting, writhing shadows, the exploding waves of fire, and the sharp winds that tore everything apart.

The blue-gold Whale Pattern Mark between Ronan's eyebrows flickered, and ancient chill silently spread out through the void.

A series of muffled groans suddenly emanated from his body. The mental energy that had been firmly locked onto him instantly receded, and many Level Five Wizards who were waiting for an opportunity on the edge of the battle retreated with pale faces.

Ronan's figure soared upwards and stopped at an extremely high position.

The Half-Dragon Transformation Eremod charged forward defiantly, his dark gold eyes filled with savagery.

Then came the handsome young man who swiftly slashed out a cross-shaped sword mark, and the masked man from the Ghost Flower Society shrouded in shadow.

Except for the last one, the first two had already fully activated their Elemental Spirit True Body, like three sharp, piercing swords, their tips aimed directly at Ronan.

Ronan surveyed the scene below with an indifferent gaze, like a monarch, his white, frosty hair dancing in the wind and his robes fluttering.

He stretched out his right hand, and in an instant, the chill of the entire ice field converged into his palm, forming visible streaks of snow-white cold air in the sky.

The ice and snow at the edge of the plain began to melt, and the vast [Primordial Ice Capital] shrank dramatically.

An endless chill condensed in Ronan's palm, eventually transforming into a ball of intense light that outshone the blazing sun, which Ronan gently pressed down with one hand.

"Waaah—"

The ball of light exploded, releasing a terrifying cold wave that cascaded down like a waterfall, within which the Baleen Whale Shadow slowly swam downwards.

When the whale's shadow touched the ground, the entire ice field seemed to sink a considerable distance.

"Buzzing—"

The violent tremors lasted for quite some time before finally stopping. When the icy smoke and snow dust dissipated, Ronan stood quietly in place. Beneath his feet was a towering ice mountain entwined with countless white streams of light, an ancient ice mountain that resembled a strangely shaped tower.

The three, Eremod companions, had vanished, seemingly completely encased in the iceberg.

The ice field fell into an inexplicable silence at that moment.

Is it over?

Serena, standing some distance away, stared blankly at the scene, murmuring softly.

"Snap—"

The sudden cracking sound quickly shattered the peace.

"Bang!"

The top of the snow-white iceberg suddenly exploded, and Eremod, whose body was emitting wisps of white steam and whose Dragon Scale scales were almost bluish-black, was still fierce. His eyes seemed to always burn with an inextinguishable flame. After appearing, he pounced on Ronan like a cannonball.

Ronan's figure floated backward like a snowflake, but behind him, a dense net of deep blue sword marks enveloped him, and the handsome young man holding a runic rapier quietly appeared in the void.

Two shadowy, dragon-wing-like shapes followed, emitting a clanging sound like blades, one on the left and one on the right, completely blocking his escape route.

The three-way attack, with its terrifying magical power, caused the void to become violently blurred and distorted, creating a visual illusion.

With a deafening roar, Ronan, who was in the center, exploded like a shattered mirror. When he reappeared, he was already several miles away from the three of them.

"Boom!"

The ancient ice tower, now deprived of its support, rapidly collapsed under the crushing force of the three powerful force fields. The figures of Eremod and his two companions appeared one by one, stepping on the shattered ice, their auras gradually rising, and they walked indifferently toward Ronan once more.

Meanwhile, the wizards who had been lucky enough not to be frozen by the cold air slowly gathered around Ronan.

At this point, the situation reversed, or rather, began to return to its normal course.

The power that belonged to Ronan was falling apart, and the snow in this land seemed to be gradually fading away.

Ronan, however, seemed oblivious to all of this.

Beneath the Dawn Mask, his expression remained calm.

Whether it was fusing bloodlines or advancing to the fifth level, he seemed to be rushing things.

The tight timeframe left him no time to familiarize himself with or adapt to the new environment, let alone delve into its intricacies.

One percent of the Primordial Frost Whale Bloodline endowed him with extraordinary control over frost, as well as Primordial-level coldness and Primordial-level frost.

However, he was still using the fourth-level Frozen Earth Flow Spell System, which was originally built around the bloodline of the Hecalto Frost Hydra Bloodline.

It could be said that he was simply relying on the additional power brought by his bloodline to fight. He could crush ordinary Level Five Wizard, but he was not up to the task against outstanding level 5 prodigies like Eremod.

The old spell system has reached the point where it needs to be phased out, and a new spell system urgently needs to be built.

"Arrogant and ignorant people often get lost in the sudden surge of power, ridiculously believing that they can achieve some unrealistic feats."

A voice came from above, Ronan looked up.

A handsome young man, dressed in exquisite light leather armor, stood against the wind, his long hair dancing lightly, giving people an indescribable sense of freedom and arrogance.

Eremod and the masked witch of the Ghost Flower Society approached from the other two sides, their three chilling mental energies locking onto Ronan.

"But thank you anyway. I haven't seen such beautiful snow in a long time."

The handsome young man gracefully raised the runic rapier in his hand and smiled as he spoke, "I've been meaning to forget to introduce myself. Mal, Commander of the Fourth Legion of the Tangista Empire."

"I don't need to know your name."

Ronan's calm voice suddenly interrupted the young man, who was taken aback.

He was about to frown when he heard Ronan speak calmly.

"All you need to do is remember my name."

Beams of light gathered around Ronan, and soon, a Star-like Brilliant Crystal condensed, and the aura emanating from Ronan suddenly increased.

"Because."

The second one, the third one, the fourth one.

With each additional crystal formed, Ronan's aura surged even higher.

When the number of the star-like, dazzling Elemental Spirit Crystal reached eight, the handsome young man's expression changed slightly, and the eyes of Eremod and the Ghost Flower Society Witch beside him also flickered.

At this moment, Ronan's previously waning momentum had reached an unprecedented peak, suppressing the aura of everyone else on the field.

The sky over the ice field changed dramatically, with dark clouds churning violently like boiling porridge and lightning flashing, as if something extremely terrifying was brewing.

"From now on..."

"It will become an eternal nightmare."

Ronan raised his eyes slightly, scanning the three people in front of him one by one, and said in a low voice, "I will spend my life with you."

As he uttered his last word.

"Buzz—"

The ninth crystal appeared.

If the first eight crystals shone as brightly as the morning stars, then this ninth crystal was like the midday sun.

Once it appeared, it was surrounded and protected by the other eight crystals.

The nine crystals formed a ring, not falling on Ronan, but hovering above his forehead, looking like a uniquely shaped and magnificent crown!

The moment the nine crystals were fully arranged, the almost boiling phenomenon above the ice field finally erupted.

The dense dark clouds quickly dispersed, revealing countless colorful streams of light from behind them. Rolling elemental energy formed a mighty Torrent, all cascading down towards Ronan below, as if draping him in a magnificent and dazzling cloak.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

Everyone involved in and watching this battle was stunned.

The handsome young man, who hadn't yet revealed his full name, stared blankly, all his arrogance and elegance vanished, muttering repeatedly, "Nine Star Elemental Spirit... Nine-Star? How is that possible?!"

Eremod and the Ghost Flower Society Witch, shrouded in shadow, were also stunned, their faces showing disbelief.

Further away, streams of sixth-level spiritual energy were violently shaken.

At the top of the white stone forest, one after another, council elders stood up with incredulous expressions.

"Nine Star Elemental Spirit?!"

"The Supreme Crown!"

"Boom!"

Centered on Ronan, the ice and snow that had accumulated on the silent ice plains quickly broke free from their ground constraints, rising as dust to form a powerful Ice Tide and a snow-white hurricane. As the power of the Nine Star Elemental Spirit was fully released, it continued to expand outward, heading towards covering the entire plain.

Ronan was suspended in mid-air, his frosty hair dancing wildly, his entire being enveloped by an indescribable aura of terror.

A colorful Energy Torrent forms his cloak, surging waves of ice forge his throne, and nine radiant Elemental Spirit Crystal are his unique and Supreme Magnificent Crown!

Ronan raised his hand and slowly reached out towards a certain spot.

A terrifying energy surged rapidly forward from his fingertips, as if countless Invisible Strings were being plucked along the way. When the energy reached a certain point, a white, Broken Holy Grail trembled as it was forcibly "grabbed" out.

The Holy Grail exploded with a "bang," attempting to shatter into fragments and disperse. However, before the fragments could disperse, Ronan clenched his fist, and all the fragments automatically flew towards his palm, eventually reforming into the shape of a broken Holy Grail.

"I can take whatever energy this space has at my disposal."

Ronan looked at the Broken Holy Grail in his hand and muttered to himself.

After speaking, he calmly raised his head and looked at the three handsome young men not far away.

As he raised his eyes, the icy hurricane that had been surrounding and protecting him immediately converged in one place. Rolling Energy Torrent surged out from the sky and even the void, all merging into that Torrent.

In an instant, it formed an unprecedented and terrifying force, as if an entire Ice Sea had transformed into a wave and surged forward.

There was no magical guidance, only the purest and most direct energy surge.

"Boom!"

The sound of a colossal whale breaking through the ice filled the heavens and the earth. Where the snow-white waves passed, the earth, the void, spiritual energy, and even light were completely frozen.

The handsome young man snapped out of his shock and frantically swung his rune-sharp sword, slashing out one huge wind-marked cross after another, while retreating rapidly behind him, the outline of Inheritance Magic Array also appearing.

But no matter how terrifying his attacks were, they were all swallowed up in an instant by the white waves that swept across the heavens and earth.

In the end, he couldn't dodge in time and could only be horrified as the cold wave swept over him.

Crimson flames erupted from Eremod's Half-Dragon Transformation form. Her first instinct was to charge forward, but after a few steps, the ferocity in her dark golden eyes vanished, replaced by utter panic and Awakening. It was too late to escape; she could only let out a low, unwilling growl.

The long roar faded into the distance, and all the noise subsided.

With Ronan's figure as the dividing line, one half of the sky was murky, while the other half was as clear as if it had been washed by icy water.

Half of the plain returned to its original bluish-black color, while the other half was covered by a frozen Ice Sea that reached the sky!

Within the Ice Sea, two motionless human figures and a small, slowly writhing black shadow could be seen.

Under the silent sky, Ronan stood quietly, his eyes lowered behind the Dawn Mask, as if he was still savoring everything that had just happened.

In the distance, Serena, clad in Platinum Armor, was trembling slightly.

"Nine Stars."

He achieved the Nine Star Elemental Spirit.

Serena's mind went blank at that moment. She just stared at Ronan's profile for a long time, her beautiful eyes shining with various lights.

Unbeknownst to her, not far away, the wizards of the Pendulum of Fate were all silent. Several Level Five Wizard, led by A Ni, gazed at the endpoint where everyone's eyes met, their faces showing both the joy of everything coming true and a hidden trace of unspeakable worry.

The Life Royal Court, the trial for the six heirs to the throne—the "Holy Grail Trial"—has come to an end with the appearance of the legendary Nine Star Elemental Spirit.

The news shocked countless people.

The name Misha Tirions resounded Upper Ring Continent, a land rife with turmoil and conflict.

In the quiet room, the light from the Illumination Crystal gently shone on Ronan.

"An eight-star elemental spirit can possess the innate abilities bestowed upon it by the natural universe. Nine Star Elemental Spirit, what have you obtained?"

Hearing Alazan's question, Ronan's face showed a thoughtful expression.

A moment later, he raised his hand, and a strange fluctuation emanated from his palm, as if something existed there.

But no one but himself could see it.

"Seed."

Ronan answered in a low voice, "A Seed of Law."

"Really."

Alazan seemed to have guessed it all along, and Ronan heard him exhale a long breath.

"The Supreme Elemental Spirit, which is said to have reached the ninth level, must have allowed you to touch the realm of laws ahead of others."

So what exactly is the Seed of Law?

"It's nothing at all."

Ronan shook his head, slowly bringing his five fingers together, and the fluctuations disappeared.

"It needs to be combined with a system of spells to slowly grow into the power of laws."

I haven't decided yet which school of magic to use for the channeling.

When Ronan was advancing to the fifth level, the last "fruit" that appeared on the Rule Network contained this Blank Seed of Law.

This is the Additional Authority possessed by the Nine Star Elemental Spirit, destined to gain mastery of Power of Law, which is also the biggest reason why the Nine Star Elemental Spirit is called the Supreme Elemental Spirit and is known as the Level Nine Supreme Wizard Pass.

However, even setting that aside, the other enhancements that the Nine Star Elemental Spirit can bring to Ronan are terrifying enough.

In battles of the same level, he can almost completely control the mobilization of most of the energy within a space.

No wizard could "steal" him from this point.

The same spell, when cast by him, would be more than ten times more powerful than that of an eight-star elemental spirit wizard, and more than a hundred times more powerful than that of Seven Stars Elemental Spirit wizard!

In Ronan's eyes, wizards of lower-ranking elemental spirits were almost no different from wizards below level five.

Of course, all of this can only be true if we disregard the energy contained within a wizard himself.

It was quite astonishing, and all the hardships and setbacks accumulated along the way had finally paid off.

"Looking across the Third Ring Continent, wizards who can achieve the Nine Stars Supreme Elemental Spirit are extremely rare."

Not to mention the Upper Ring Continent.

Alazan softly, "Damien, your exposure to the world this time will inevitably attract countless people with ulterior motives. There are too many people who do not want someone destined to become a level nine wizard to live in the world."

You need to prepare yourself mentally in advance.

"I see."

Ronan nodded and said calmly, "I am ready to return to the Pendulum of Fate immediately and will not reappear for some time."

The Prophet Eve should protect me.

As the two were talking, a slight rustling sound suddenly broke the silence of the room.

Ronan's eyes flickered, and he instantly spotted a gray rat scurrying across the floor.

He frowned.

Not to mention that this room is located in the deepest part of Serena's palace, where there is no way a creature like a rat could exist. He has already set up Rune Array inside and outside the room, so no one can pass through the arrays to get to him without alerting him, let alone an ordinary rat.

Ronan released his mental energy, catching the gray rat crawling on the floor in search of food.

The latter's small body was suspended in mid-air, and it immediately began to squeak in panic, before its body rapidly melted away.

Ronan was startled. He released his mental energy and saw the strange gray liquid from the melting of the gray rat fall in front of him, flowing on its own and slowly forming a line of small characters.

Ronan stared at the line of writing, remaining silent for a long time.

After a long while, Alazan couldn't help but ask, "What happened, Damien?"

Ronan's eyes flickered as he spoke in a low voice, "Eve sent a message instructing me to go to O'Brien's Laboratory immediately."