"Zzzt—"
Bright blue arcs of electricity flicker in the void, and a figure suddenly appears beside Ronan.
"Angelie Leon!!"
A middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and a high nose, emitting the powerful aura of a Level 3 Wizard, his teeth clenched in anger as he murmurs Angelie's name, it seemed as if he wished to chew up the name and swallow it whole to relieve his hatred.
He quickly grabs Jupiter, who was kneeling on the ground, gives Ronan a cold glance, then suddenly propels himself in a direction and vanishes without a trace in a blink of an eye.
Ronan stands in the open Combat Arena, looking around at the chaos erupting everywhere.
Some of the wizards, originally geniuses, suddenly rise in rebellion, launching fierce attacks on their comrades and members of other forces.
In the Silver Magic Ring's domain, Ronan recognizes several familiar faces, including Deby of the Seventh Magic Ring Wizard geniuses who traveled with him on the way here.
