Spirit Maya-Forbidden Touch! Rule Domain, Law Bed (Updates Resume)

Ronan tapped his finger on the void in front of him, and a dot of orange-red flame with a hint of enchanting purple appeared, and then continued to expand, turning into a blazing ring of fire that suddenly spread around. Those slender arms that grew out of the shadows were burned by the fire of the phoenix, and they immediately shrieked and retracted like living creatures. The flames of the phoenix condensed into a gorgeous and gorgeous flame cloak around Ronan, and he strolled forward. At this time, the entire space was completely covered by shadows, and Angele's figure could not be seen. There seemed to be some invisible and terrifying existence silently wandering in the dark void. "Angelet, when was the last time we fought?" Ronan narrowed his eyes and moved his fingertips quickly through the air. Under the dark gold robe, the magic domain energy and titanium of [Golden Fire] flowed at the same time. The golden energy steamed upwards, quickly opening up a brilliant sea of golden clouds in the shadows. At this time, a harsh scream sounded in the shadows, and countless dense and twisted shadows began to pop up one after another in the vast darkness. They rushed toward Ronan crazily, like a terrifying army released from the ghosts, trying to engulf the entire sea of golden clouds. With an expressionless face, Ronan used titanium to attract the sea of golden clouds. Combining the bloodline of the phoenix and the inheritance of golden fire, a terrifying power that far exceeded ordinary fire spells erupted. Thick and majestic chain saws kept falling from the sea of golden clouds, whistling, sweeping away the twisted black shadows one after another like ants. The star force field penetrated the body, and Ronan tried to find Angelet's location. Angele's best skill is hiding. The most troublesome thing about fighting him is not only his endless tricks, but also how to find his true identity. "Huh——" Golden wings hung down from the sea of golden clouds, splitting the void like a bright sword from the sky, directly sweeping away entire shadows. Ronan was guarded by gold and flames, supporting a glorious field unique to him in the shadows. The flames floating in the space like golden flakes are like Ronan's countless eyes. With the blessing of [Spiritual Amber], Ronan's perception of soul fluctuations is amplified to an extreme. Angelet's vague and ever-changing figure appeared in his perception bit by bit. Ronan stepped forward step by step to the chants of the Song of Fire and Gold. Twelve golden pythons with Lingmaya Touch roared and danced around him, leaving dazzling traces of flames in the black wave of shadows. At a certain moment, all the tentacles suddenly gathered together in the void, and countless ripples gathered at the landing point. The terrifying power formed a rising golden sun. Under the scorching sun, Angelet's figure emerged. "Heh——" At this time, Ronan heard Angele chuckle. Ronan saw him open his arms under the scorching sun, and his whole body melted into a pool of black shadow. The shadow quickly expanded and turned into an extremely huge dragon-shaped black shadow. The ancient and evil dragon roar sounded in the void, and the huge dragon shadow spread its wings. In an instant, a black curtain rose rapidly, and in just the blink of an eye, it covered the entire sea of golden clouds belonging to Ronan. Ronan's pupils shrank, and the twelve golden touches and golden wings surrounding his body fell rapidly. But no matter how he cast the spell, the power of gold and fire fell into the dragon-shaped shadow and was swallowed up directly. It seemed as if what he was fighting against at this moment was a sticky and mysterious sea, and a black sky without stars or moon. "Tuk-" Ronan formed a seal with his hands, and all the golden tentacles and golden wings around him collapsed. Countless pieces of titanium disintegrated gathered behind him like a torrent, and the flames of the phoenix rose fiercely, dyeing Ronan's figure and wildly dancing long hair into a voluptuous purple with orange-red. Ronan took a deep breath, raised his hands, and made a gesture of drawing the sword little by little. The flowing titanium extended upward along his spine, condensing into a golden sword covered with countless ruby lines. The narrow sky sword hundreds of feet long was flowing with asphalt-like phoenix fire, and it slashed forward seemingly slowly but really quickly. The black dragon shadow was still expanding, and the heavy black curtain crushed down, and the two collided silently. "Boom——" It was like an ocean of darkness capsized, and the colors of gold and fire were completely swallowed up. In the darkness, a pair of evil wine-red eyes lit up, and a huge dragon shadow cruised silently, as if to declare the final winner of this battle. Sudden. Long Ying stopped. In the pure darkness, a piece of void bulged upwards, and the wine-red eyes glanced down, revealing a hint of surprise. The bulge in the void quickly swelled, becoming obvious and huge in an instant, and there seemed to be a faint light coming out of it. When a certain limit is reached, "Boom!" The bulge exploded, and a dazzling golden color completely bloomed. "Huh——" Just like the golden sun leaping out of the black sea of clouds, a huge golden fireball slowly rose in the thick shadow. The golden fire lava, which is thicker than metal lava, flows apart, and a figure steps out of the fire lava. Ronan stood in the center of the overflowing fire. His whole body was illuminated brilliantly by the flames. Countless broken golden runes collided around him, and he was born. His eyes contained a whole sea of golden clouds, and the indescribable outline of Lingmaya appeared behind him. The tentacles hanging down from the bottom condensed into substance, as transparent and exquisite as red gold glass, like mythical pythons crawling out of the Golden Kingdom, forcibly supporting a field of gold and flames in the shadows. The rich forbidden energy lingered around Ronan, and a waterfall-like arc of golden lightning fell from the sky. "Breakthrough" Ronan looked at his hands with a slightly surprised look on his face. His proficiency in the inherited method of [Black Steel Touch] has already reached the master level, and he is only one step away from breaking through to the master level. In this battle with Angelet, a breakthrough was naturally achieved, and [Touch of Black Steel] completely transformed into [Lingmaya - Touch of Forbidden]! "Forbidden level [Golden Fire]." Ronan slowly clenched his five fingers, and the surrounding red gold and glass touches danced with his thoughts, tearing apart traces of collapse, twisting and melting in the void. "Lingmaya's true body has begun to transform into blessing my body." Ronan felt thoughtfully as he felt the transformation of this spell. At this time, Angele's voice came from above, "It's just this level, it's not enough." In the shadow of the night, those burgundy evil dragon eyes curved downwards, as if they were smiling at Ronan. The next moment, Ronan felt an indescribable terrifying pressure squeezing towards him from all directions. The taboo touch stretched outwards, but under the thick shadow like a vast ocean, it showed an overwhelming tendency to collapse. The golden field quickly collapsed inward, and countless runes burst into overflowing sparks. Ronan frowned slightly, then quickly opened his eyebrows. The golden sea of clouds in his pupils quickly faded away, replaced by an ash-like color. "[Snow of Ashes]." Accompanied by the distant whale song and the cry of the phoenix, the two torrents of ice blue and red collided silently, and a bit of gray was born, which instantly "ignited" the entire shadow. The thick shadows quickly collapsed like an avalanche, like a black curtain being quickly burned by flames, and the original background color of this space was quickly revealed. "Shua——" The huge dragon-shaped shadow made a beautiful flick in the void, and then all the black gathered together, transforming into Angelet's figure again. In the spacious gray stone hall, orange torches burned quietly on both sides of the hall. Ronan and Angele stood on both sides of the hall, looking at each other calmly, as if nothing had happened. "The power of the rule field?!" Angelet patted the hem of his robe gently with his palm, as if there were still gray flames there that had not been extinguished. He looked at Ronan, a look of solemnity and seriousness rarely appeared on his naturally evil face. "What a pity." Angele lowered his eyes slightly, shook his head and said, "Based on this alone, there is still a long way to go to beat Juventus." Ronan's eyes flashed, "Have you ever played against Juventus? What strength does he have now?" "At least in the Upper Ring Continent, no one below level seven Twilight can be his opponent." Angelet looked at Ronan with an unprecedented serious look, "You have the last part of the Heramus Royal Magic Set in your hands. You should be able to imagine what kind of power this set of eight pieces can have. Moreover, Juventus has more than one means to reach the dawn." "More than one?" Ronan's expression changed slightly, "What do you mean?" Angelet did not explain, he just looked at him and smiled, "Juventus is your opponent, you will know sooner or later what methods he has. Make yourself stronger and don't die in the hands of that guy. To this day, I still hope that I will be the last to harvest you, dear Ronan." Angelet's figure continued to fade in the shadow cast by the torch. Ronan frowned and couldn't help asking, "What is the power of the rule field?" "You should ask the old guy hidden in your body this question, he will definitely be able to give you the perfect answer. Oh, if you have a bad relationship with him and want to get rid of him, you are welcome to come to me anytime. I am definitely more experienced than you in dealing with annoying parasitic souls like them..." With that said, Angelet's figure completely faded and disappeared, leaving only Ronan in the empty hall, with only the slight pop of burning torches. Alazan?! Ronan looked slightly startled. Yes, he did ignore this. He rarely talked about the battle with Alazhan. Unexpectedly, Angele could detect Alazhan's existence. Ronan stood alone under the swaying light and shadow, reviewing the battle with Angelet just now. He didn't use his full strength in that battle, and Angelet should be the same. Compared with the last time they met, Angelet's strength has become much stronger. He is no longer using the power of the ancient fallen crows during the battle for the wizards of Herrams in the south. There is another mysterious and powerful power of blood flowing in his body, at least the ancient level, or even the ancient level. However, even though he is as powerful and proud as Angele, he still recognizes the identity of Juventus as the number one person under the twilight. What level has Juventus reached now with the eight pieces of Hellas' Archon suit? What Angelet said, what other powerful means does Juventus have besides the Archon suit? Ronan's mind was racing with thoughts, and after a moment, he left expressionlessly. On the top of the mountain, the wind is high. Ronan and Serena stood side by side on the peak, looking at the sky north of the plain. The morning glow fills the sky there, but it does not give people any beauty. Instead, it presents various greasy and turbid shapes and colors, just like the floating flocculation in a forgotten water bottle that has been sunk for many years. "What's the sky like in Central?" Ronan spoke in a low voice. Serena replied, "My father once visited Central once during his lifetime. He said that the sun, moon and stars were different in every place there. He could not describe it accurately and did not want to stay too long. Finally, he returned to Sheung Wan." Ronan heard the profound meaning in Serena's words and turned to look at her, his eyes filled with strange light. "Is this what you mean, or does it represent the will of the Dark Witch King?" Serena looked at him calmly, "Under the supervision of the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society, even the Dark Witch King cannot send anyone away from the upper ring to the lower level." Ronan was startled and suddenly burst into laughter. It turns out that the Dark Witch King has never had the idea of taking everyone to escape. In the previous conversation, he was just deliberately testing himself. Yes, as a seventh-level wizard, how could he choose to escape when forced by his rebellious son? Moreover, he is the Dark Witch King. He has never been a kind and compassionate character. Even if there were really two choices of fight or flight in front of everyone, Ronan believed that the Dark Witch King would rather drag everyone to be buried with him. Then there is nothing to worry about anymore. Ronan shook his head and said, "I will go to a place next. When you are ready, please contact me at any time." With that said, Ronan took out a dark gold gold coin and handed it to Serena. The style of this gold coin is similar to the ancient gold coins in the treasure-stealing goblin treasure, but there are no patterns on it. It is made of titanium and contains a soul mark of Ronan. Once the soul mark is erased, he can sense it no matter how far away it is. Serena put away the gold coins and nodded, "I will summon the wizards of the alliance as soon as possible to convey the wishes of you and the Dark Witch King and prepare for the final battle." "There should be people who are dissatisfied with this decision." "No matter what the decision is, some people will be dissatisfied. I just need those who stay to implement it faithfully." Ronan saw the prototype of a leader and king in Serena's indifferent eyes, and suddenly felt inexplicable. During the nine years he had been "absent" from the ring, Serena must have experienced much more than he imagined. There was no special farewell between the two, and Ronan began to call for Oris. When the shadow of the ancient Thunder Eagle appeared in the turbid sky, Serena said in a low voice, "I didn't expect that we would have a chance to be side by side again, Ronan." Serena calls Ronan by his first name instead of the usual Golden Dawn. Ronan said calmly, "There are many unexpected things. It's like... no one could have imagined that you would end up in this battle for the crown prince." "It's not the end yet..." Serena lowered her eyes slightly and suddenly said coldly, "I suspect that Grace is the reincarnation of one of the scattered soul fragments of her ancestors, so there is an incredible connection between her soul and the life weapon. Well, you should understand what I'm trying to say." Serena raised her head and looked at Ronan. "I will also miss her from time to time." At this time, Ronan was already standing on the back of the ancient thunder eagle. The high wind was blowing his robe and long hair, and a gentleness flowed in his eyes. Then he turned around, the Thunder Eagle flapped its wings, and the two turned into a bright flash of lightning and disappeared. Serena watched as the electric light completely disappeared from her field of vision, and a trace of complexity appeared in her beautiful eyes. After a moment, they all disappeared again. She turned around, with indifference and majesty on her beautiful face again, and walked down the mountain step by step with determination. "I know a way." On the back of the ancient Thunder Eagle, Alazan and Ronan were communicating with each other in consciousness. "It can avoid the eyes of most people and open the entrance to the Central Ring. But it requires the full cooperation of a seventh-level wizard, and only you can enter alone." Ronan sat on the golden throne that Prophet Eve had personally built for him, his fingers lightly touching the cold and hard armrests of the throne. After a moment of silence, he spoke softly, "Alazhan, forty years ago, when I was an apprentice, I once experienced an escape." "You know what I've been looking for. Now that something similar has happened again, if I still choose to escape, then I don't know what meaning all the things I have experienced in the past forty years will have." "forty years" Alazan sighed, "It only took you forty years to grow to this height. Damien, you may have a future that is a hundred times brighter than mine." "Let's talk about other meaningful topics." Ronan shook his head with a firm attitude, ended the discussion with Alazan on this issue, and said, "I have always forgotten to ask you for advice on matters related to the rules field." "The realm of rules?" Alazan thought for a while and replied, "When a wizard practices a spell to the level of deriving a forbidden legal domain, he begins to come into contact with the power of natural rules for the first time." "I know this." "At this stage, ancient wizards divided it into four levels based on how much the wizard mastered the power of rules - rule comprehension, rule control, rule perfection and rule domain. The field of rules is a breeding ground for laws, and generally only wizards of level seven or above are eligible to access it. The fusion of your dual rule spells of ice and fire produces some incredible and wonderful reactions, giving birth to power effects similar to those in the rule field in advance." "Is that so?" Ronan was thoughtful. He checked his character panel. According to Alazhan's description, if his guess was not wrong. Rule comprehension, rule control and rule perfection should respectively correspond to the realm of master-level proficiency of one thousand, two thousand and three thousand points, just like the three levels of legal realm resonance in the extraordinary realm stage correspond to master-level proficiency levels of five hundred, one thousand and one thousand five hundred points respectively. In the field of rules, there is a high probability that it will be between 3,000 points of master-level proficiency and 3,200 points of master-level perfection. Ronan has now successfully entered the master-level spell, the one with the highest proficiency - [Taboo. Black Hole]. The master-level proficiency level is only more than 200 points. Theoretically, he has not even achieved "rule comprehension", but the fact is that through the fusion of various spells and the blessing of blood, he has mastered more than one light rule control level method. The importance of bloodline to a wizard is evident. "Even the power in the field of rules is not enough for me to be qualified to face a seventh-level wizard." Ronan said to himself. "Of course." Alazan replied, "Perfect understanding of a magic rule is one of the necessary conditions for a wizard to advance to the seventh level. Not every level 7 person may reach the realm of the rules field, but you are only level 5, and this advantage is not enough to close the huge gap between you." Ronan said nothing. With Angele's previous reminder, he now treated Juventus as an ordinary seventh-level wizard. Perhaps Juventus's strength is far from reaching level seven, but as Angele said, he has more than one powerful method that is comparable to level seven. This is also the reason why Angele recognized Juventus as the first person under the seventh-level twilight of the Upper Ring Continent. At this moment, Ronan's eyes suddenly flashed. He stood up from the golden throne, stared in a certain direction, his consciousness connected with Oris, and said quickly, "Oris, go over there!" "This is really not a good idea" Oris muttered, but quickly changed direction. "But it's up to you, good brother." There is another update today