Chapter 42 Extraordinary Realm
In a few steps, Ronan jumped more than ten meters away and saw Old Wells, Venetia, Wizard Barry and others standing dozens of meters away from him, looking worriedly. I haven't run far yet.
Ronan was so anxious that he raised his throat and wanted to urge them to leave quickly, but the next second he was locked by a powerful and cold mental force.
His heart tightened and he quickly turned his head to look.
I saw the man in black robe in the distance looking at me coldly, with the coldness and indifference in his eyes as if he was looking at an insect trying to escape.
He was chanting, spitting out weird syllables one after another.
In the field of broken limbs and flesh, pieces of pale bone floated, gathering in the air in front of him. Under the guidance of invisible force, they quickly pieced together the shape of a bone spear, with bloody runes on it. The spear was flowing, and the tip of the spear was pointed at Ronan. For a moment, Ronan's eyebrows stung like being pricked by needles.
"We can't let him cast this spell! Otherwise, I will most likely die!"
Ronan's pupils shrank, and a voice in his heart yelled at him.
"His spellcasting must be interrupted!"
Ronan made a quick decision in his head.
He wiped the blood and sweat from his face violently, gritted his teeth, and his pale and handsome face looked a bit ferocious.
"Buzz——"
【Energy Missile】!
The syllables of the spell were spat out, and the resonance between the mental power and the energy particles was reached. A huge blue-black light ball appeared in front of Ronan, and then shot out quickly according to the direction of his mind.
The moment the energy missile was thrown out, Ronan couldn't help but staggered slightly.
He didn't have much mental energy left, but this time the casting of [Energy Missile] drained it away.
The blue-black energy ball carried a terrifying power, whipping up strong winds and roaring towards the black-robed man.
I thought that the other party's mood would at least fluctuate a bit, but I didn't expect that the man in black robe who was concentrating on singing didn't even raise his eyelids when facing Ronan's blow.
Just as the energy ball was about to hit the opponent, a tall, pale figure with a thick black aura rushed out from the side, firmly blocking the ball of light.
"boom!"
An explosion sounded, and the Sword and Shield Skeleton, which was hit head-on by the light ball, staggered back.
The rotten shield in its hand had already shattered the last time it received Ronan's energy missile, and this time it relied entirely on its bones to resist it.
Overflowing energy flowed through its body. The ribs on the entire chest of the Sword Shield Skeleton were completely broken, and bone fragments fell down. However, the green fire in the eye sockets did not go out, and it calmed down again in just half a breath. The ground propped himself up.
The broken bones that fell from its body were all pulled away by the black-robed man's spell, which actually accelerated the formation of the white bone spear.
"Grass!"
Ronan's face was ugly, and he cursed in his heart that the black robe with the undead servants was really shameless.
During the fight, let the undead brothers who are brave and fearless of death be on top, and you can cast spells calmly and unhurriedly. You can advance, attack, retreat or defend. How can ordinary people play with them?
If he hadn't also mastered body training, the black-robed man wouldn't have had to take action. Just a sword, shield and skeleton would have been enough to give him a headache, although he already had a headache.
Ronan quickly took out the sleepiness potion he had gotten from Sean before, opened the bottle, and poured two pills into his mouth at once.
Then he quickly pulled out the spare dagger from his waist and stabbed himself hard in the thigh!
"snort!"
The moment the tip of the knife penetrated the flesh, the veins on Ronan's forehead jumped suddenly and he groaned.
The severe pain instantly extinguished the sleepiness that had just emerged.
The price of stabbing himself with a knife was exchanged for Ronan's mental strength to be fully restored again. Without any delay, Ronan, who had regained his energy, used [Energy Missile] again with a cold face.
"Throw two more shots. Regardless of success or failure, turn around and run away immediately!"
A thought rolled through his mind, and an [Energy Missile] was fired.
Ronan didn't even look at the results. He suppressed the nausea caused by the slight backlash of mental power from continuous casting in a short period of time, and Ronan kept preparing to drop another missile.
However, before he could pronounce the syllables of the spell this time, the spiritual power in his mind became active first.
Inexplicably, a wonderful resonance was achieved.
Ronan was stunned for a moment, not yet understanding how this strange change happened. The next second...
His mental power seemed to be drained from the floodgates, and it was suddenly being drawn out crazily.
In just a few breaths, all the replenished spiritual power of the fifth-level apprentice was completely consumed.
"ah!"
Ronan let out a scream and suddenly covered his head with both hands.
At this moment, his expression was twisted in pain, the dense veins on his forehead were bulging, and the long hair draped over his shoulders was blowing in the wind, and some of it quietly turned from chestnut to gray
Ronan resisted the pain as if his head was about to split. In severe pain, I saw streams of mottled energy flowing in front of my eyes, converging towards one point.
Large swaths of light distorted in front of his eyes, and the air collapsed.
There is an indescribable and undetectable mysterious aura that permeates the air, intertwining into an indescribably terrifying force field.
In the force field, a pure black light point quietly appears.
Like a super-miniature black hole, all the surrounding light and energy particles were quickly sucked in.
Ronan's expression was ferocious, his mind was confused, and his vision was blurred.
Only then did he realize that the chanting that had been lingering in his ears, as if it was a life-threatening voice, had stopped at some point.
He subconsciously looked in the direction of the black robe, and could only barely see a figure standing still.
The black robe's spell didn't seem to be completed, and the white bone spear that gave Ronan an unparalleled sense of crisis was still incomplete and hanging in the air.
However, the black robe stopped singing for some reason and stared blankly at him.
The expression on his face was very strange, astonished, surprised, confused, and in a trance. It was as if he saw an impossible thing happening in an impossible place and an impossible person.
He has lost his mind.
"Extraordinary... legal realm?!..."
Ronan could barely hear the man in black robe muttering to himself, and saw him shaking his head constantly, doubting himself, and saying impossible words.
Ronan felt so uncomfortable that his head seemed to be about to split, and his body He was shaky and didn't care about what the black robe was saying. He had to use all his strength to point a finger in the direction of the black robe.
"Go go."
Following the guidance of his thoughts, the pure black light point in front of Ronan, entwined with the aura of a terrifying force field, flew out quickly with a terrifying force that seemed to be able to crush and destroy everything, and then silently smashed everything into pieces. Things blocking its path.
"Plop!"
When it was all over, Ronan half-knelt on the ground in exhaustion, his whole body soaked in sweat, and his mind went blank, leaving only the instinctive "huffing and puffing" and violent breathing.
The [Cleaning] rune on the gray robe took effect, and Ronan's body glowed with a faint blood color like smoke.
The huge field fell into a deathly silence.
Time seems to have completely stopped at this moment.
I don’t know how long it took, but when I saw Ronan standing up precariously, several figures woke up from a dream and rushed towards him like flying.
(End of this chapter)