Scales of All Things, Brutal

Ronan was so fast that almost no one could react before he crashed into the edge of the sealing array with a loud "boom".

The illusions of the Dead Sea and whale skeletons collided with an invisible wall of air.

"Snap—"

It sounded like something shattering, and countless crimson frost flowers spread rapidly forward through the void from the crack that had been created.

"Ta-da!"

Lindis quickly took a few steps back, and a large cluster of blood-red frost flowers composed of dense, tiny ice crystals swayed gently where he had been standing. It was breathtakingly beautiful, but upon closer inspection, it looked like countless molds growing from rotting flesh piled together, making one want to vomit.

Seeing that the strange and terrifying power could no longer extend forward, Lindis slowly stood up. A look of horror and lingering fear appeared on his pale face. When he looked at a certain figure in the battle, his eyes were filled with gloom.

"Almost there."

Inside the Space Sealing Magic Array, Ronan slowly withdrew his hand, and the dense, outstretched crimson frost flowers in front of him quickly retracted like living tentacles.

The Power of the Dead Sea, Primordial Frost Whale Bloodline and the Innocent Body, is almost the strongest power he can unleash at this stage. Yet, it can only open a tiny gap in the Space Sealing Magic Array in front of him, and now that gap even seems to have healed again.

The magic array was stronger than he had expected.

"Call--"

Ronan exhaled softly and instantly returned to his original position, next to Moriel.

In his Ancient Mara Body, he was over three meters tall, with a majestic demonic body and long hair that danced behind him like a blood-red cloak.

The Dead Sea's domain, the Star Force Field, and the triple hybrid force field, a mixture of frost and powerful life energy, were released, completely distorting and blurring the surrounding void. It was as if some enormous and terrifying creature was constantly circling around him, emitting distant and suppressed screams and growls.

Ronan's gaze swept over everyone in the arena, carrying the power of tearing apart the gray-braided woman's Elemental Spirit Avatar and impacting the Space Sealing Magic Array. For a moment, none of the Level Six Wizard on the field dared to step forward.

"Hiss—"

Suddenly, a black light, like a snake, rapidly twisted and crawled along the void and shot towards Ronan.

Ronan narrowed his eyes slightly and casually reached out to grab it from a distance.

The black light exploded with a "bang," shattering into countless bone fragments. But immediately afterward, even more twisted black light followed, like a frenzied swarm of snakes that were utterly fearless.

Ronan raised his finger slightly, and the Dead Sea beneath him suddenly parted, the decaying whale carcass breaking through the water, and new strands of Spirit Force emerged.

After merging with the Primordial Frost Whale Bloodline, its Spirit Force expanded from a hair-like shape to the thickness of a little finger, and its surface was covered with dark red ice scales, resembling the whiskers of Frost Whale.

One by one Aspiration Tendrils swayed and rose into the air, carrying with them vast expanses of decaying frost flowers.

The terrifying force of the whale fall spread outwards, and the twisted black light arrows exploded one after another.

In the distance, Garcia, with a blank expression, was repeatedly making archery motions towards Ronan. At this moment, only he could be the fearless one to take the lead.

Ronan tore through the barrage of arrows, his body shifting slightly, like a giant whale turning around. With a resounding sound of ice breaking, the void before him rippled layer upon layer, automatically parting to the sides. A blood-red ice path began beneath his feet and rapidly extended towards Garcia.

"Click-clack-clack—"

Everything along the way seemed to be frozen by a terrifying force of frost and decay.

Faced with Ronan's offensive, Garcia mechanically stopped what he was doing, and his empty, wooden eyes seemed to have a glimmer of life in them.

His Flesh Armor suddenly writhed, and strange runes resembling tangled veins emerged from its surface. Then, a huge single black wing sprouted from his back.

Then came the second, third, and fourth tablets.

Black wings continued to accumulate, forming a huge, bloated, and deformed hand. Wisps of dark and obscure magical energy emanated from it, eroding the void as it rapidly descended.

"Boom!"

The vast Dead Sea touched the massive Black Wing, and the two collided, unleashing a dark, turbid wave of air mixed with pitch black and blood red.

The bulky black wings were frozen almost instantly, and the decaying whale carcass roared in the Dead Sea, swinging its bony fins. One by one, the whiskers of Aspiration Tendrils rode on blood-red frost to wrap around the entire black wings, constantly piercing through them from front to back.

The immense power of the Dead Sea Whale Fall extended along the black wings all the way to Garcia's back and body. A thin layer of frost covered his pale skin, beneath which the flesh was an eerie pink and was visibly decaying rapidly.

He seemed oblivious, his eyes fixed on Ronan, his hand once again making a bow-drawing motion, and large clumps of eerie black feathers began to grow from the rune-studded white bone longbow.

Ronan walked towards Garcia expressionlessly, his body stretched out, his long arms hanging naturally at his sides. Strands of his Aspiration Tendrils coiled around him, making his body appear even more imposing, and a terrifying aura quietly emanated from him.

"Buzz—"

A strong surge of magical energy suddenly came from his side. Ronan turned around abruptly, and his bloodshot eyes reflected a dharma body that was tens of feet tall, with a human body and a scorpion tail, and its whole body was shrouded in green mist.

The latter abruptly transformed into an enormous, crystalline, terrifying dark green halo, tearing through the void in an instant and closing in.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the surging dark green flames completely engulfed Ronan and most of the Dead Sea illusion. Within the surging flames, a swaying and twisting phantom of a human-bodied, scorpion-tailed monster emerged. An entire void collapsed, and new cracks appeared on the stone platform's ground.

"Snap—"

A sound like something being violently shattered suddenly rang out, and the next second, the monstrous phantom with a human body and scorpion tail in the void was suddenly torn in two by an external force.

The blazing, surging dark green flames split apart from the inside out, and a figure burst out of the flames like a shooting star, spreading out an overwhelming aura, shaking off countless dark green crystal fragments, and pushing the large area of green flames far away.

The Dead Sea reappeared, and in the blink of an eye, it completely swallowed up the remaining dark green color in the arena.

Ronan had a long, narrow laceration on his chest, but it only cut open some intertwined Aspiration Tendrils, which were already re-entwining and healing.

The enhanced Qi Qi Aspiration Tendrils his body like a strange suit of armor that was tightly bound to his flesh and blood. In some ways, the defensive power it provided even surpassed that of the [Supreme Robe].

Ronan narrowed his eyes, quickly locked onto a spot, and stretched his right hand forward, his five fingers loosely clenched.

"Thump—"

It felt like the heart of a giant beast was pounding violently.

In a certain part of the void, countless invisible veins appeared, and a tall figure in black robes stumbled out from them. He was one of the Level Six Wizard of the [Resurrection Society] who followed Lindis. Green mist swirled around him, and he held a crescent-shaped magical artifact covered with countless strange runes in each hand.

Ronan took a slight breath, and with this movement, his waist-length hair silently rose behind him.

An indescribable and terrifying aura rapidly gathered in his hand.

Make a fist.

Then he slowly aimed at the black-robed figure in front of him and unleashed his attack.

"Buzzing—"

The moment Ronan threw his punch, countless Aspiration Tendrils tensed up, and the enormous, decaying whale skeleton phantom behind him vanished in a flash.

The distant lament of whales, the hum of the Dead Sea, and the ancient colossal ship that once traversed the river of time and space, quietly descending upon this place.

The void centered on Ronan collapsed violently, followed by a rapid explosion.

"Boom!"

The Black Robe Wizard, who had been locked on, suddenly exploded without warning under this punch.

The terrifying force of the punch did not diminish, but Ronan's clenched fist suddenly opened, Aspiration Tendrils surrounding his arm suddenly scattered in all directions before rushing towards another part of the void.

The terrifying force swept over, and the Black Robe Wizard had previously exploded reappeared. This time, his appearance was fully revealed. He was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man with black hair, a dark green scorpion tattoo on one side of his cheek, and a Ronan pale face. His eyes were filled with shock and disbelief that were almost overwhelming.

Ronan spread his five fingers slightly, producing a clanging sound like Ice Blade clashing, and walked towards the black-haired middle-aged man like a thick, unyielding blood-red ice cloud.

Before he could get close, a strong warning signal came from behind him.

He turned and threw a punch, causing the enormous whale skeleton that suddenly appeared on the Dead Sea to turn and wag its tail.

"Bang! Boom—"

A terrifying shockwave exploded out from near Ronan, its light dazzlingly brighter than the sun, and the void echoed with dense, long cracking sounds as the shockwave passed.

The viscous Dead Sea pushed backward, and Ronan's figure retreated.

When he came to a complete stop, he raised his hand and saw that Aspiration Tendrils wrapped around his right arm had broken off and disappeared, and his fist was covered with dense, lacerated cuts.

There were also some sharp, small, irregular bone fragments deeply embedded in the flesh.

He shook his arm expressionlessly, looked up, and saw Garcia in the distance, whose body was mostly corroded and decayed by the power of "Primordial Whale Fall," holding a bow in one hand and quickly breaking off his second rib from his opened chest with the other.

Ronan couldn't help but frown. He turned his head and saw that the level six black-haired middle-aged man who had almost managed to completely eliminate him had also escaped and disappeared.

A one-armed woman with gray braids walked out from a distance, her skin covered with twisted black patterns, but her eyes were a dazzling white-gold color.

"The Scales of All Things!"

The gray-braided woman's face was contorted, and she uttered incantations filled with madness. With her only remaining arm, she wielded a short dagger and waved it rapidly in the air.

Her speed was unbelievable; she could make countless moves in a fraction of a second.

Countless violently turbulent platinum dagger marks slowly formed a giant Platinum Balance shadow in the void.

At this moment, the woman stopped moving, and her Elemental Spirit Avatar reappeared behind her.

A cruel smile crept across the gray-braided woman's face. Suddenly, she raised her arm and aimed it at the spot where her right hand was missing, making a vicious slashing motion.

The Platinum Dagger landed in empty space, but the Elemental Spirit Avatar behind it inexplicably lost an arm.

The severed arm of the Dharma body fell to one side of the Platinum Balance. In an instant, Ronan felt as if he were being firmly locked by some sublime being, and an unprecedented sense of dread quickly arose in his heart.

He instinctively clasped his hands together, and countless Aspiration Tendrils surrounding him instantly converged in front of him. The ancient, enormous, decaying whale skeleton phantom reappeared, accompanied by a mournful cry.

However, the next second...

"Buzz—"

A beam of platinum light, solidified and as thick as a thumb, shot out silently from the other end of the scale, traversing the void.

The Dead Sea, whale carcasses, Aspiration Tendrils.

All methods seemed futile under the beam of platinum light.

A slender beam of light pierced straight through Ronan, Aspiration Tendrils to slump and spread out lazily. Ronan looked down and saw a gaping hole, about the size of a thumb, in his right upper arm, with even the bone pierced through.

"Hiss--"

He took a deep breath, and the muscles in his arm twitched rapidly, slowly closing the blood hole.

This injury was nothing to him; what surprised him was the strange and domineering nature of the light pillar attack released by the Platinum Libra.

Even with the formidable power of the [Innocent Body], coupled with the enhancement of the Primordial Frost Whale and the Power of the Dead Sea, it was still unable to withstand the attack of this spell; all its methods were as flimsy as paper.

"The power of rules... far surpasses the effect of ordinary True Meaning Spell."

Ronan looked at the gray-braided woman under the Platinum Balance in the distance, a hint of seriousness appearing in his eyes.

"Is it due to the bloodline of the White Wizard King?"

He subconsciously looked towards the Level 7 battle group further away, where two Level Seven Wizards were besieging Moriel's uncle. The white-robed man among them should be the White Wizard King, who was rumored to have single-handedly established the Tangista Wizard Empire.

He had initially thought the decoration on the other person's helmet was two bull horns, but now it seemed to be a balance scale.

"The Scales of All Things!"

The gray-braided woman was still wielding her dagger, this time aiming directly at the head of the Elemental Spirit Avatar behind her.

Her method was not without cost; with each swing of the dagger, her own aura weakened.

The enormous head of the Platinum Spirit Body fell to the ground with the dagger, rolling into one side of the scale and disappearing.

A strong sense of crisis has re-emerged, even more so than before.

"Waaah—"

This time, Ronan advanced instead of retreating, stirring up the Dead Sea. His domineering force field spread out like a giant whale parting towering waves and rushing forward.

A platinum beam of light, thicker than before, descended straight down. Ronan narrowed his eyes, the blood-red color in his pupils quickly returning to a single point. His aura suddenly contracted inward, and countless Aspiration Tendrils disintegrated.

The power of the entire Dead Sea gathered and condensed into a deep red, almost black crystal between his brows.

"Buzz buzz buzz—"

The highly condensed Spirit Force crystal emitted a strange buzzing sound, vibrating so much that a small patch of the surrounding void became incredibly dense. Countless dark ripples spread out, and with each spread, countless patterns resembling broken bloodstains or decaying frost appeared, continuously accumulating...

The terrifying platinum beam of light fell into this area, and its unwavering trajectory seemed to be affected to some extent, gradually deviating and weakening.

Just as the two forces were locked in a stalemate, Garcia's second arrow from his ribs struck again.

Driven by instinct, Ronan turned his body to the side.

"Whoosh—"

Two overwhelmingly powerful forces, one after the other, pierced through his body simultaneously.

"Boom! Boom—"

Terrifying shockwaves erupted one after another on the platform, along with rampant energy turbulence and terrifying aftershocks.

The battle involving more than four Level Six Wizard made this Spatial Battlefield resemble a small-scale cataclysmic event.

"Boom!"

Ronan raised his hand and threw a punch, his joints seemingly buzzing.

Mental strength, life energy, physical strength, Frost Whale bloodline, and the Power of the Dead Sea all converged into one point at this moment. The bloodstains covering the skin below the elbow of the right hand that threw the punch instantly pieced together and merged into a complex yet smooth pattern.

The terrifying power contained in this punch burst forth from his body. Under the manipulation of [[Instinctive Grip]], the invisible Rule Veins in the void were greatly stirred. The layers of tangled black magic wings in front of him automatically shattered and broke before they even got close. They rushed straight in and finally gently imprinted themselves on Garcia's chest from a distance.

"Bang!"

Garcia didn't utter a sound as his armor, which looked like it was made of flesh and blood, exploded. His chest collapsed and caved in rapidly, and his entire body was covered in heavy frost from the inside out. Finally, he was blasted away like a deflated rag doll.

Before Garcia could even hit the ground, Ronan had already caught up and reached out to grab him.

The latter struggled to raise his hand to defend himself.

The grab landed precisely on a longbow made of white bone, which possessed a grotesque beauty.

"Snap—"

The powerful energy flowing from the fingertips touched the bone bow, causing countless runes on the bow to flash rapidly before dimming. A clear crack then appeared in the middle of the bow, followed by a powerful recoil.

Ronan froze.

Garcia, propelled by this force, crashed to the ground far outside the magic circle.

As soon as he landed, his skin cracked all over his body, densely packed, like a piece of shattered porcelain, with foul-smelling black blood mixed with ice crystals constantly seeping from each crack.

Ronan stared at Garcia for a while, his eyes flickering, before finally regaining their composure.

He stopped paying attention to Garcia, who had completely lost his fighting ability, and slowly turned around.

Then he squinted and, with his only remaining eye, looked around the arena, scrutinizing his opponent who was still standing in front of him.