Skyfall, Why Don't You Fulfill Me Instead?

"Boom!"

The entire battlefield trembled violently, and a massive wave of deep purple energy surged up from the ground, sweeping outwards like a tsunami and destroying piece after piece of land with devastating force.

Numerous magical lights shone forth, attempting to resist the raging, surging waves, but like sea foam, they were extinguished in an instant.

As the terrifying, world-destroying commotion gradually subsided, a layer of ground in the center of the battlefield was ruthlessly sheared away, and at the very center of where the meteorite fell, a nearly completely crystallized crater appeared.

The terrifying magical power still lingered, turning that area into a desolate wasteland, ravaged by countless bursts of lava, lightning, and hurricanes. Juventus stood alone amidst the countless remnants of magical energy, the purple aura above his head seemingly slowly dissipating, yet an invisible, intangible Black Cloud continued to spread in everyone's hearts.

"Giggle."

Serena gritted her teeth, her fingers gripping the emerald spear tightly. Covered in blood, she mechanically swung it, killing the fearless Magic Creature that charged at her.

Looking around, Serena saw faces numb with despair, and heard people muttering absentmindedly, their cries of impending death. A nameless sorrow welled up from the bottom of her heart.

"Fara!"

Serena suddenly growled out a name, and she lunged upwards, raising her right arm high. As if receiving some kind of command, the five silver-white Super Magic Cannon on the battlefield began to slowly turn their muzzles.

"Boom!"

A dense burst of light erupted from the barrel of one of the giant cannons, creating a semi-transparent ripple in the void, and a bright orange sun suddenly rose over the battlefield.

But in just a moment, the sun was extinguished by an invisible force. Juventus, who was at the very center of the battle, was like a god. He made a gesture of clenching his fist with one hand, and a deep purple beam of magical light shot out from his palm, which pierced through a Magic Cannon in an instant!

The Magic Cannon, touted as a threat to level seven and the culmination of the highest alchemical technology on the Upper Ring Continent, exploded into a burst of brilliant silver fireworks high in the sky. The Magic Airship it carried fell from the sky with a mournful cry, along with tiny figures engulfed in flames.

Serena bit her lower lip until it bled, then raised her arm a second time, but before she could give the command, a second cluster of silver fireworks burst in the sky.

"Bang!"

Serena's lips trembled slightly, as if something inside her was rapidly fading away, replaced by an overwhelming sense of confusion.

Her raised arm froze; she didn't know whether to lower it further.

At that moment, everything around her seemed to be rushing away from Serena. She felt as if she were in a boundless ocean, sinking deeper and deeper. She tried to grab onto something to stop herself from sinking, but there was nothing there.

Just as the third Super Magic Cannon was about to be destroyed, a familiar figure reappeared, standing in front of the deep purple pillar of light summoned by Juventus. The fading light in Serena's eyes was able to regroup, and the flames that were about to be extinguished were rekindled.

She grabbed onto the last piece of driftwood, and her raised arm fell heavily to the ground!

"Boom!"

The remaining three Magic Cannon roared in unison. Serena took a deep breath, held her spear in one hand, and charged fiercely towards the seemingly endless wave of Magic Creature ahead.

"It's not over yet... continue!"

"Call--"

The solidified energy beam slammed heavily into Ronan's crossed arms, sending him flying backward, his feet carving two deep, transparent tracks in the air.

When the spell's effects had completely subsided, Ronan sat up.

At this moment, his entire body was enveloped in an Undying Bird flame that was orange with a bewitching purple hue, obscuring his face and revealing only his eyes.

Beneath the burning flames, a faint sound of damaged flesh continuously healing and reforming could be heard.

Juventus seemed completely unsurprised by his appearance, and did not rush to make any further moves, simply watching him calmly.

"Too weak."

Beneath the flickering flames of the Undying Bird, Ronan spoke in a hoarse, low voice.

Juventus seemed slightly agitated. He slowly narrowed his eyes and calmly asked, "What did you say?"

"If it were a real meteorite spell, I would have died a thousand times over."

Amidst the flames, Ronan coughed lightly as he spoke, "You obtained almost the complete Helamus Inheritance, but you only grasped a tiny fraction of it; you couldn't even kill a Level Five Wizard like me."

"Whole."

Juventus murmured those two words, and when his gaze fell on Ronan again, a strange, indescribable look appeared in his eyes.

"Did you know that Helamus's Law Control Set consists of ten pieces?"

"Ten items?"

Ronan frowned slightly.

Juventus, however, simply continued, "Helamus's King's Vision, Helamus's Magic Armband, Helamus's Glimmering Boots, Helamus's Infinite Robe."

As he listed each item, magnificent and exquisite patterns lit up on his body, which were components of the Magic Controller Set that were fused with it.

Until Juventus revealed the last thing – "Helamus's Skyfall Staff".

He looked into Ronan's eyes and calmly said, "The core of Helamus Inheritance, the Meteor Law, is hidden inside the last Skyfall Magic Staff."

Unfortunately, the Skyfall Magic Staff wasn't on the Upper Ring; it was left somewhere else.

Only by collecting the other nine pieces of the set can its whereabouts be found.

"Ronan, you should grant my request, both morally and logically."

Juventus finished his story in a nonchalant tone, then unexpectedly extended his right hand to Ronan.

Several tiny halos of light cascaded from his fingertips, instantly expanding into a terrifying magical aura.

Lightning, fire, lava—various spells of different elements appeared alternately in Juventus' hands, manipulated with ease. Unlike before, the power of these Arcane Circle was compressed into a relatively small area by Juventus' terrifying magical control, making their destructive power even more terrifying.

Ronan kept retreating, his space for dodging constantly being squeezed and shrunken by the overwhelming power of the intertwined Arcane Circle, until he was forced into a situation where there was no way to avoid it.

Juventus casually unleashed dozens of miniature Arcane Circle, forming dozens of elemental destructive Torrent around Ronan, which then poured down on him.

Just as Ronan was about to be completely engulfed by dozens of magical Torrent, the Undying Bird flames enveloping his body suddenly stopped flickering. Then, an invisible force pulled everything around him to collapse inward, and then burst outward with force!

"Boom!"

Dozens of elemental Torrent converged to form an [Annihilation] halo, which exploded simultaneously with the Undying Bird flames. Accompanied by a series of sounds of flesh growing and bones cracking, a dense, dark red aura slowly spread outwards. Wherever the aura radiated, the void appeared to be constantly breaking and reforming.

In the center of the dark red, distorted field, stood a towering figure, a full five meters tall.

Without wind, it moved on its own. Beneath its waist-length, snow-white hair were streaks of blood that resembled broken totems, and grotesque muscles that were tightly packed and hard like armor, making it look like an ancient demon god descending from an ancient battlefield.

The Ancient Demon God Body, [Thirty-two Spiral Palaces]!

Ronan's energy surged and his demonic body expanded, the sounds of crashing waves and the humming of a conch shell echoing within him.

His bloodshot eyes were fixed on Juventus not far away, and he spoke calmly, word by word. "Why don't you grant my wish?"

After all, in a way, you also stole eight pieces of the Legacy Set that originally belonged to me."

A hint of surprise flashed across Juventus's face, then he shook his head with a smile, the last trace of warmth in his eyes disappearing as well.

The intricate and beautiful patterns around Juventus' forehead suddenly lit up, as if he were wearing a magnificent crown. He casually raised his hand, and deep purple Energy Light Sphere rapidly condensed around him, then rushed towards Ronan like a swarm of bees.

Each of these Energy Light Sphere was like a miniature star, exploding as soon as they got close to Ronan, each releasing terrifying magical power no less than that of the Forbidden Law Domain Layer Two — the Rule Control Realm.

Ronan, however, ignored the burst of power. Like a Primordial Fierce Blade, he slashed into the center of the explosion of numerous light spheres. In less than half a breath, he tore through the veil of power and appeared before Juventus in a flash.

Juventus's face remained completely calm as one piece of his Law Control set lit up one after another, each piece activating to "give birth" to elemental spells of various forms, schools, and principles.

At this moment, the true meaning of "Law Control" seems to be fully embodied in Juventus. The power of any spell he summons far exceeds that of a typical Level Six Wizard's full effort.

He doesn't need to chant spells or respond; he has almost no weaknesses or shortcomings. In the simple act of casting spells, he seems to have achieved "omniscience and omnipotence"!

Ronan was constantly being bombarded with countless spells, and the frequency and intensity of spellcasting between the two combatants far exceeded that of any other place on this battlefield.

From an outsider's perspective, they could only see one Juventus player; Ronan had long been completely overwhelmed by wave after wave of spells.

At some point, a distant and mournful whale cry suddenly rang out.

Immediately following, a sense of decay, antiquity, and sorrow arose, accompanied by the rapid emergence of large patches of dark red frost resembling rotten mold. Juventus' seemingly endless and ceaseless spellcasting rhythm suddenly came to a halt.

"[Primordial Whale Fall]!"

Ronan's deep, hoarse voice emanated from the quietly frozen surge of magic, followed by a grotesque hand with thick, bony joints that suddenly "broke through the ice."

"Click--"

This large hand, covered in bloodstains and with a faint dark red halo around its skin, seemed to stretch infinitely, reaching Juventus' face in an instant.

His five Keen Edge, knife-like fingers clanged as they quickly closed.

"Bang!"

A dense, dark red ball of light rapidly exploded in the void, its terrifying power compressing a small area of space around it, causing it to collapse into a tiny "black hole."

Ronan emerged expressionlessly from the surge of magic, glancing at the scattered white dust between the fingers of his right hand, his eyes narrowing as he looked towards the still unscathed Juventus in the distance.

He hadn't expected his attack to severely damage Juventus and secure the victory, but enduring Juventus's magical onslaught for so long, painstakingly seizing that perfect opportunity, only to fail to even injure them, did leave him feeling slightly frustrated.

He underestimated the effect of the eight-piece Magic Controller Set; the former had already enhanced Juventus's spellcasting ability and skills to an unbelievable level.

Anglie's assessment of Juventus was still conservative. Even setting aside Juventus's hidden trump cards that have not yet been revealed, in some other aspects, he has almost reached a level comparable to Level Seven Wizard.