Paramount War 21

The pirates were not slow on their feet and quickly reached the ship.

Ryan merely glanced at them and paid them no mind, beginning to cast the Super-Tier Magic Apollo's Descent.

He did not use a cash-shop item to instantly complete the spell during its activation.

Aside from not being in a hurry and wanting to conserve items, it was also because there were no powerful opponents nearby who could threaten him.

Moreover, he wanted to see what exactly felt different between casting Super-Tier Magic properly and using items to cast it.

As the magic gradually activated, minute changes in mana coursed through his body, while basic runes began combining into vast patterns of a magic circle.

Even though it all seemed instinctive, he gained a slightly deeper understanding of magic during the casting process.

A pale red pillar of light that pierced heaven and earth abruptly enveloped the Moby Dick.

An enormous formation composed of countless runes covered the entire open area.

Ryan's latest grand spectacle once again drew the attention of the entire world.

The viewers who were not present and were watching the broadcast.

The Marines who had already retreated to the Execution Plaza.

The Marine higher-ups near the execution platform.

The Seven Warlords standing nearby and watching the show.

Even the two battlefields where fierce fighting was ongoing diverted a portion of their attention at that moment.

"What an exaggeration!"

Kake, who had already reached the ship and was not even far from Ryan, narrowed his eyes in shock.

He could sense the gathering energy growing greater with every passing moment. If it could be condensed into a single point and struck him, then even if he exhausted every means at his disposal to defend himself, he would likely still die a miserable death.

Of course,