Mystic Overlord: Reading Gives Strength-Chapter 485 - 482: A Thorny Enemy

The key to deciding the outcome of this battle was now!

His gaze locked onto Barbara, who was leaping toward him, intending to crush him utterly, Ronald’s eyes and heart harbored no worry to any degree.

Rather, Barbara’s actions perfectly matched his prediction from a second ago.

Thus, almost at the instant his enemy leaped, Ronald quickly chanted his spell:

"Based on the relationship between the entire Earth and the sky, we shall begin constructing our cognition."

Snap!

Quite obviously and directly, Barbara’s figure came to a halt in mid-air.

The man, who should have landed directly on Ronald, was simultaneously manipulated by two spells, "Equal Wheel" and "Star Traction", his body was abruptly pulled in two different directions.

Barbara’s complexion was poor, yet the pale gold defensive spell surrounding his body still protected his life.

The spell lasted a few breaths, from its initial powerful state, it eventually fell into that strange influence. Subsequently, the spell automatically ceased its assault and let Barbara fall to the ground.

However, after he regained his freedom and landed, this holder of the original text of the "Nine Commandments" showed deep dread on his face.

"This is the original text of the stars, you’ve actually passed the two trials!"

"No...you, you’ve even succeeded in my original text’s trial...how many spells have you mastered...this isn’t possible...is there a traitor..."

After murmuring to himself for a moment, Barbara suddenly raised his arm.

He aimed at Ronald and swung hard.

"Die!"

Boom—

At that very moment, the very structure of the White Shore Castle began to tremble violently!

Even though he had previously held an absolute advantage.

This man, was still concealing his trump card!

His spell could not only change those affecting enemies, but could even manipulate inanimate objects like the bricks and stones of the castle’s construction!

The next second, the ground beneath Ronald’s feet began to crack.

The castle walls above his head collapsed with a thunderous fall.

Without making any move to resist or evade, he was buried alive under the rubble.

"..."

Watching this unfold, Barbara finally breathed a sigh of relief:

"Huff—"

"This should be the end of it."

"What on earth was today’s mission about!"

Fully mastering the spell from "Wealth of Nations":

——"Beneficial to Oneself".

As always, it helped him secure victory.

This powerful ability could unconditionally steer the surrounding elements toward a direction favorable to him, besides its slow activation and surprising physical demand, it could be said to be an all-purpose spell, adaptable to any situation and ensuring victory.

Although Ronald could hold on under the debris, the spell "Beneficial to Oneself" continued to take effect, leaving him with no possibility of escape.

Now, what Barbara needed to do was collect this tenacious enemy.

A pretty straightforward job.

With a trace of fatigue on his face, Barbara walked towards the ruins, still musing:

"Today really..."

Shh—

Suddenly, a slight sound emerged.

Just as Barbara was ready to embrace victory, a thin red line abruptly appeared on his neck. Then his body toppled forward, his head separated from his torso and rolled a few times, becoming motionless.

——He was dead.

——The holder of the original text from the "Nine Commandments".

——Barbara, the fourth of the mightiest Nine Commandments, lay dead under the night sky of White Shore Castle.

The very next second after this scene unfolded,

The debris of White Shore Castle violently exploded outward.

Emerging from the influence of the enemy’s spell, Ronald kicked aside what would take engineering equipment to move, then stepped out of the rubble, shaking off the dust.

"Today was truly exhausting..."

Even with the help of Astronomy Master,

Ronald had to calculate a lot of things to secure victory.

Using "Equal Wheel" and "Star Traction" to figure out the ins and outs of the opponent’s spells while simultaneously depleting that kind of powerful defensive magic. Then, pretending to be unable to resist, he let himself be buried in the rubble, paralyzing the enemy from continuing to defend.

Not until he himself reached his limit, did Ronald use "Measure Lenght" to redefine the distance between them from "over ten meters" to "face to face", then he beheaded him with a single sword strike.

If at any point something had gone awry,

Tonight...

Remembering the recent battle, and then looking at the ruins of White Shore Castle,

Ronald could only shake his head helplessly, while sighing before summoning the original text of the Divine Comedy.

The battle may have been won, but the others in the trials of the original text had yet to return.

This was no situation to waste time in.

Every second of each night, there might be innocent Casters being trapped and killed during the trials.

Thus, spreading open the pages of the original text in his hands, Ronald enunciated clearly:

"I passed through half of our life’s journey,

only to step into a dark forest,

because I had lost the correct path.

Ah! How primitive, treacherous, and difficult to traverse this forest is!

It’s such an arduous task to describe this scene!

..."

The Spirit Thin Prison spell became effective, the sourceless wind gathered from around the castle, which was full of leaks, bringing along the overflow of Magic Power from the Wis River.

Supported and maximized by Demon Rame, the Array of the original trials twisted and, with almost no resistance, started to collapse under the interference of the Spirit Thin Prison.

The surrounding environment, made up of an abnormal Magic Power, perfectly matched the targeted objective of this spell, and thus its effect was naturally outstanding.

In the blink of an eye,

Those who were previously pulled into the original trials started to reappear here.

Although most were still confused, a very small number of Casters realized what had happened and shouted angrily:

"Who was it, who did this?"

"Come out here!"

"..."

"Gaa gaa gaa—"

At that moment, an incomprehensible sound that made Ronald’s expression change drastically appeared.

—Crows cawing!

Ronald immediately understood why the Array had not collapsed even after the battle ended.

It was because Lama, who was supposed to maintain the Array, had not died in the recent attack!

Quickly turning his head, but it was too late for Ronald to act.

In the battered castle hall, several crows hidden in the clouds above dove straight towards Barbara’s body.

Without any hesitation, Ronald activated his fastest spell:

"Block them!"

This time, Ronald held nothing back.

A strong command enveloped with Magic Power immediately took control of the bodies of the few Casters who were closest, prompting them to react.

Unfortunately, it was all in vain.

Whether using their bodies or spells, the crows would attack in a kamikaze manner, then provide the opportunity for their companions to advance.

Boom!

In a flash of lightning, the crow, a demonic incarnation, crashed into Barbara’s body, then exploded into a ball of raging flames.

Faced with such a sudden change,

The seasoned Casters around immediately spoke out the truth of the scene:

"Summoning return!"

"A decree controlling humans?"

"What spell is this, and what does it mean?"

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