Chapter 275 Fumingge, I Will Come Back. A Way to Survive From Death!

Black hole!

Cooper saw an extremely huge energy black hole!

The edge was twisted, madly devouring all the energy and light between heaven and earth. The void seemed to have a huge hole for no reason, and all the matter leaked into the hole.

There was only a tiny figure, as if it was born from this black sun, rising up, quickly leaving this void, and heading towards the distant direction.

At this moment, Cooper's mind was blank, and the whole person seemed to fall into a trance.

With all his knowledge, wisdom and cognition as a fourth-level dawn wizard, he could not understand why a mere third-level wizard who had not yet cleared the fog and embraced the dawn could repeatedly break free and escape from the means of a fifth-level wizard.

No, this can no longer be considered breaking free and escaping.

This is a confrontation!

The confrontation between spells, the confrontation between ants and dragons, but the result was a draw, and the former left calmly.

Suddenly, some information that Cooper had once laughed at and disdained once again surged in Cooper's mind.

That was the information about Ronan Damien that was sent over earlier by the Southern Circle of Magic.

"The magic prodigy that appears once in a thousand years in the south, an unparalleled wizard genius"

These descriptions that Cooper once thought were too exaggerated and flattering were deliberately exaggerated by the group of idiots in the Southern Circle of Magic in order to return and gain praise. Now looking back, he found that everything said in the information might be true, and the person who wrote this information might have run out of words.

"If we had known that we were going to welcome such a monster, would it have been more appropriate to choose to make friends with him?"

Cooper couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

Unfortunately, this is just an impossible hypothesis after all.

Fominge is not the mean and old-fashioned Goodman. In his wizard dictionary, there has always been only the law of "the survival of the fittest", and there is no such thing as "equivalent exchange", let alone "investment and return".

"Where are you going?"

"This is your last resort, right?"

The wind whistled past his ears, his black hair was lifted, his spirit was like a flag, and Ronan heard the slightly tired voice of Arazan in his ears.

"I no longer have the ability to leave you and find a second soul host.

Don't lead me into the abyss of destruction because of your foolish pride."

"Don't worry, I have already found a way out."

Ronan looked calm and answered with a firm tone, "Of course, I may need a little help from you."

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Arazan didn't say anything else, just sighed softly.

Ronan passed through layers of lightning and storms, and rushed in the void.

Hramus's magic armband was firmly worn on his right arm.

"Crack--"

The sound of something breaking, there was a surging energy tide flowing back between heaven and earth.

Ronan didn't need to look back, he knew that it was the [Forbidden Black Hole] that was breaking.

Waves of terrifying magic waves far exceeding any previous ones came from behind, giving Ronan an extremely strong pain on his back skin as if being stabbed by needles and knives.

Ronan's eyes were calm, and he ignored it.

On the top of the "Silver Falcon" airship, the huge hexagram magic array began to spread outward, and the six light spots that made up the hexagram began to gradually brighten, like a round of blazing suns, lighting up half of the dark sky covered with dark clouds.

The glow of the magic array projected downward, extending an endless distance, and Ronan's flying figure seemed to have no place to hide at this moment.

However, at a certain moment, the hexagram magic array that was about to reach its peak and activate its power suddenly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, the entire magic array shrank inward, and the terrifying power that had previously diffused began to gradually subside.

When the six bright light spots returned to one place, a human figure that seemed to be formed by the refraction of countless lights slowly emerged from the void.

The human figure looked up into the distance, and where his gaze fell, a figure also stopped.

Ronan stood at the edge of the huge eye of the sky, the dark blue storm vortex, his robe and long hair were pulled by the storm, but his figure was firmly nailed in the void like a rock, staring at the human figure projected in the hexagram array in the distance.

A level 5 wizard who practiced space magic, in this area, no matter where he fled, he would definitely not be able to escape the opponent's pursuit.

Therefore, the nearby Storm Realm became his best shelter at this time.

After all, it was a dangerous place where even the level 6 Dawn Wizard had fallen. No matter how much the opponent wanted his inheritance, he probably wouldn't dare to break into the Storm Realm to capture him.

The "silence" of the hexagram array also proved Ronan's conjecture.

"Ding——"

Ronan flicked the ring of the guardian on his right arm with his fingers, making a clear and pleasant sound like crystal collision.

He raised his right hand, wanting the figure in the distance to take a closer look at the ring on his arm.

"Fumingge"

Ronan whispered the other person's name, then turned around, tore through the layers of storms in front of him with both hands, jumped, and threw himself into the deep blue bottomless storm vortex without hesitation.

"I will be back."

The tiny figure entered the eye of the storm, like a speck of dust being sucked into a vortex at the bottom of the lake, without even a trace of ripples.

Cooper slowly retracted his gaze, turned his head, and even his soul trembled violently with his body.

"Master Fumingge..."

Cooper buried his head deeply into his chest, and he raised his right hand, trembling slightly under the robe.

He knew very well the mistake he had made this time, but he was immeasurable, and he was about to welcome Fu Mingge's anger.

However, Cooper waited for a long time, but only heard an unusually calm voice falling from the sky.

"Notify the South, in the name of Goodman"

"Ronan Demien, who was a disciple who betrayed the Law Ring, was executed outside the Storm."

"yes."

Cooper responded respectfully.

Under the dim and gloomy sky, the human form formed by countless slight refractions looked at the huge storm eyes that seemed to be eternal and unchanging, and whispered.

"Does stupid ant think you can find a way to survive by entering there?

The entire Storm Realm is under the monitoring of the Weaver, and inside, you can only die faster.”

"What a pity, the inheritance of the legendary magic master Herams will be even more difficult to be fully collected from now on."

As the words fell, countless lights dissipated, and the human figure disappeared without a trace.

In the south, the silver ring.

At the top of the Seventh Silver Tower, the sunlight shone a golden color through the transparent crystal skylight. In the quiet study, there was only the slight sound of the time-calming silver sand leaking.

Costy sat at the poplar desk, quietly looking through a blue book in front of her, with a quill sliding on the white paper from time to time to time to show beautiful traces.

"Sushi--"

A sudden sound of paper turning quickly sounded, and a blue shadow broke into the room, breaking the tranquility here.

"It's a message from the central region!"

The brightly feathered parrot woke up from his dozing, and immediately rushed towards the blue bird, making cheerful screams.

"Let me guess... it must be Ronan's arraignment. Calculate the time, and it's time for him to go to the place."

"Polby!"

Costy scolded majestically, raised her hand and waved her lightly. The blue bird took the initiative to fall into her hand and turned into a paper bird again.

"Look, look!"

Polby flapped her wings and came over hard, constantly urging her.

Costy rubbed the smooth paper of the bluebird's message, and a little expectation appeared in her eyes.

However, this expectation disappeared without a trace after she opened the paper bird.

"Damn it! Why did this thing catch fire on Costy? What are you doing? It almost burned my eyelashes!"

Polby paniced and dodged the flames that suddenly popped up in front of her eyes. Seeing the blue bird that was sending messages quickly being swallowed by the flames, she kept screaming.

But Costy ignored it, just gently shook off the ashes between her fingers and walked out.

"I'll go to the central part."

Costy's voice could not hear the joy and anger, and each syllable rippled in the void, shaking the books on the bookshelf around her.

Polby landed on the table and noticed the strangeness in the other party's emotions, dazed, not knowing what was going on.

I just couldn't help but ask subconsciously: "What are you doing in the middle?"

"Go and ask the instructor in person"

"call--"

The floor-to-ceiling windows on the top of the tower suddenly opened, and strong wind poured in from the outside.

An inexplicable coldness rose in the air, and Costy's figure had disappeared, leaving only the sound she left echoing in the attic.

"Damion must not die like this inexplicably!!"

This is probably the worst experience of Ronan ever traveling through the entrance to the Secret Realm space.

The extremely unstable space energy, as well as the power of storm and lightning, made him feel like his whole body was being torn apart throughout the process.

I don’t know how long it took, but everything finally passed.

Luo Nan felt that he had arrived in another space, and thought that he had completely entered the storm realm, the tearing feeling on his body faded away quickly, replaced by waves of numbness that seemed to penetrate the flesh and seep into the soul, and the silk on the surface of his skin A sense of splitting.

Luo Nan tried hard to open the mental field and opened his eyes. The scene that caught his eyes made him slightly stunned.

———

The sky cracked countless pale slits, and countless lightning bolts woven into the shape of spider webs in the sky. Lead-gray clouds rolled like huge waves. Every time they surged, they were accompanied by millions of blue-purple electric snakes drilling out of the sea of ​​clouds. They first cut the sky into countless pieces, and then turned into a torrent of lightning with a diameter of at least several kilometers. The liquid plasma directly condensed into a flashing silver-blue lake on the surface. The lake surface continued to bulge into a python-shaped energy column, and the next moment was torn into light dust by a hurricane.

There were huge vortexes floating in the void, like billions of transparent blades. The vortex was filled with spiral light whips. Every time they hit the ground, they would leave a charred gully with a lava texture.

The ears are always filled with huge and strange winds. The wind is hard to describe, just like the dying whine of millions of giant whales, and there are also high-frequency currents buzzing, making every one of them stand up. All his hair became anxious.

There are also hurricanes that condense into lightning similar to the shape of ancient weapons, which have created rune traces, soaked in thunder and growing crystalline tentacles.

Ronan has never seen purgatory, but if the legendary purgatory of the abyss really exists, there is probably a corner that will definitely match the scene in front of him.

"Is this the retreat you have already thought of?"

Alazan's voice rang in Ronan's ears, with an indescribable sigh of anger or helplessness.

"What about that?"

Ronan quickly recovered from the shock, and while adapting to the harsh environment, he replied calmly: "Do you have a better idea?"

"In this place where elements gather, all energy particles except for the wind and electricity attributes are completely repelled. The power of your ice and metal spells will be suppressed to an unprecedented level here."

"No problem."

Ronan poured a few bottles of healing potions into his mouth and once again entered the state of "Ancient Demon Body".

The body full of primitive and demonic nature stretched, the black spirit rolled, and he punched out casually, smashing several balls of lightning that were flowing to the front. The skin surface splashed by the lightning felt slightly numb.

"Just right, let me temper my body. My body has been in the plateau period for a long time."

After breaking through the master level of 1,500 points, the speed of improvement of [Austerity Body Tempering] began to be extremely slow. Of course, it was also related to Ronan's lack of time to practice [Austerity Body Tempering], and he was lacking an opportunity to practice [Austerity Body Tempering] with all his strength.

Right now, it is an excellent place for him to practice.

"You think the problem is too simple."

Arazan shook his head, and a ray of soul power stretched out from Ronan's eyebrows and extended to the stormy hell sky above his head.

"This place is monitored by an ancient elemental spirit who is about to be promoted to level seven. It can sense your existence."

"I know."

Ronan narrowed his eyes and looked up following Arazan's perception.

From the first second he stepped into the Storm Realm, he felt that there was an indescribable, extremely majestic and ancient powerful will in the sky.

It was like a pair of invisible eyes of heaven, overlooking Ronan all the time.

"But the dragon shouldn't be interested in an ant that crawled under its nose, right?"

"If the ant survives and tries to cross its territory, that's not necessarily the case."

"I have a solution."

Ronan replied indifferently, unilaterally ending the conversation with Alazan on this issue.

He could imagine Alazan's gnashing teeth and helplessness at his "unyielding" and "self-righteous" behavior, but as Ronan said before-is there a better way besides this?

The fourth-level dawn wizard Lumian of the Elemental Ring died in his hands in disguise, and the fifth-level wizard named Fumingge behind him and Cooper was an ambitious man who would do anything to achieve his goal.

From the fact that he planned to cheat his teacher for two hundred years, it can be seen that as long as he stayed in the sphere of influence of the Elemental Ring, or even the Court of Life, he would be hunted down by the other side endlessly.

Unlike the previous time in the south, this time he did not have much room for retreat.

Although the act of actively entering the Storm Realm to avoid disaster seems crazy and risky, Ronan has already thought about it in advance. If there is no accident, there should not be too many problems.

This is a way to survive after being put in a desperate situation.

Walking on a tightrope across the cliff, the tightrope connecting the two ends of the cliff is also a way, isn't it?

"Even if you can avoid the hunting of the ancient elemental spirit, how can you get out? You can't just rely on luck and run around here like a headless fly?"

"Then I need your guidance."

Ronan exhaled lightly, then raised his hand gently and released something from the space ring on his finger.

"And-it."