Mystic Overlord: Reading Gives Strength-Chapter 1115 - 1109: The Returning Wraith

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The initial spirits were easy to deal with.

Ronald merely swung his fist imbued with the [Daylight Power] and could instantly vanquish the spirits.

After all, recalling the past, aside from the unlucky ones whose souls were bound by the forces of Hell, the enemies Ronald initially defeated were just ordinary casters.

However, after he exterminated the first batch of spirits, the gloomy aura gradually converging in the surroundings made Ronald immediately guess what would follow.

Just like the 'True Name' transformed into a neither living nor dead state, these spells summoning spirits wouldn't let them truly die and would soon reappear under the shroud of the black light.

In fact, if it weren't for the inherent counter to corruption by the [Daylight Power], they might have resurrected within a few breaths.

"..."

Ronald frowned tightly.

Based on the current trend, the trouble of this spell would soon worsen.

An ordinary caster or an original plan holder would be tolerable.

But if it somehow managed to bring forth the wizards of Barrier Mountain, dust beasts, or even artificial deities, or progeny of the Nameless Sea's deities, Ronald might truly be unable to manage fighting ten of them.

"I can't let you continue…"

Muttering softly, Ronald opened his hands in the seawater and began to rotate as if grasping onto something.

This motion connected to his own magic power.

The magic power in the air, as depicted in the Divine Comedy, began to stir with it.

He recalled the initial tests of spells when this control power could only exert its effect to a certain degree.

But now, it was different.

Having multiple original plans, allowing him to freely wield magic for enhancement spells, and having learned various casting techniques, Ronald was no longer the person he once was.

Therefore, the same spell, now exerted with full force, produced a completely different effect.

Under the propulsion of powerful magic, the construct of the spell was completed and began to take effect.

The surrounding seawater immediately swirled rapidly under the command of the spell, as if truly stirred by Ronald's hands, finally forming a rather impressive aquatic vortex.

"It's about time."

Seeing the scale of the vortex grow, even completely transcending the range of the black light.

Ronald seized the moment, decisively extracting magic power from the original plan and then enhancing the [Daylight Power].

The situation had indeed reached a critical point.

In continuous and intense battles, Ronald had already extracted magic power from more than one original plan to enhance spells. If he didn't want to temporarily lose the right to use the original plan, he could only use this enhancement method three more times in the coming battles.

Yet, judging by the current situation, Ronald's decision was correct.

Roar!

Within the seawater, the ignited holy fire swiftly spread along the currents.

Each encounter with the black light resulted in explosive reactions as if triggering violent chemical reactions, creating a series of air bubbles.

The essence of the continuous explosive reaction was the consumption of magic power between Ronald and the enemy. But thanks to extracting magic power from the original plan for enhancement, it was clearly more enduring than the purely spell-based black light.

Amid the endlessly exploding seawater vortex.

The originally spreading range of the black light began to weaken continuously, and even the gaps for resurrecting those spirits no longer existed;

Conversely, the range of the [Daylight Power] expanded.

A barrier formed by the holy fire interwove in layers, like a ring of fire around the sea's current trajectory, finally encircling the black light completely!

Whish—whish—

Seeing the layers of fiery rings contract inward, the diminishing black light appeared to possess intelligence.

The last few strands of black light ceased their instinctual spread and compressed themselves, sticking together.

Targeting the weakest spot between the fiery rings, the black light turned into an arrow and shot through.

Bang—bang—bang—

A series of explosive sounds rang out.

At the cost of almost vanishing entirely, the black light pierced a hole through the [Daylight Power] enclosure, escaping with the last hint of corruption.

"..."

Witnessing this, Ronald naturally stopped his actions as well.

Not intending to give the enemy a chance for resurgence, he naturally pursued the direction the black light shot towards.

However, rather surprisingly, the black light hadn't escaped very far.

Under Ronald's gaze, it shot into a slightly recessed trench on the seabed.

"Huh?"

Ronald raised an eyebrow.

It actually still found it!

This trench was originally blasted into the seabed by Ronald when he pulled the healer's body down.

Unexpectedly, while as a human, 'True Name' couldn't find his companion's body; after the spells were cast with a do-or-die determination, it allowed the entity to achieve his wish!

Gurgle—

Ronald immediately moved closer.

But before reaching above the trench, a string of bubbles floated up from its opening.

Subsequently, the [Greed Sin] that had been locked onto 'True Name' altered its information provision.

——The thought of parasitism neither living nor dead

——Granting the host immortality at the expense of losing self-control

——A sinister source of corrupt magic power, allowing spells cast from it to erase the effects and traces of normal magic.

"..."

"Is this coordinated combat?"

Ronald's face turned dark, but he wasn't too displeased internally.

Judging by the information from the [Greed Sin], the spread of the black light and its ability to summon spirits had been intercepted by him.

Shifting from dealing with a phenomenon to confronting a corporeal enemy.

This shift was undoubtedly simplifying the battle for him.

"Huh?"

Understanding the focus of the upcoming battle, Ronald slightly adjusted his stance.

In this brief span, the healer, who Ronald had previously snapped the neck of, shattered the spine, and almost smashed to pulp, stood up from the trench on the seabed.

Notably, as this figure rose.

Certain elements of the golden week were being rapidly extracted by it, and the environment began to dry out.

While ordinary people might be baffled by such eerie perceptions.

Ronald, having prior experiences in the [History Cycle], clearly understood what this resurrected being was doing.

It was absorbing the magic power spilling into the environment, enhancing its power swiftly.

With just these traits, one would know that this was a tenacious adversary.

Splash—

At this moment, a silhouette dove into the seawater from above.

With an already impressive speed, she headed toward Ronald's battlefield, quickly suspending beside him.

——It was Il.

Seeing Ronald from the floating island above, Il chose to dive into the seawater at this moment, providing combat support for Ronald!

"Boss, it's quite lively here, isn't it?"

Il greeted Ronald enthusiastically, while Ronald immediately said:

"Il, give me the sword!"