"Sigh——"
His body cut through the air creating slender, dark waves that attacked from various directions towards the Resurrection Council Dark Head.
No Wizard's battling style would be as it now is, having completely abandoned the composure and elegance typical of Wizards, instead transforming into a primordial, savage ancient beast. Those Grey Robed Wizards of the Resurrection Society, standing far to the side and merely observing, couldn't help but twitch their eyelids constantly.
Ronan moved so swiftly that the naked eye couldn't catch him; all that could be seen were flashes of pure white and dark lightning-like waves constantly assaulting the Resurrection Council Dark Head.
However, no matter how terrifying the attack, once it came within five meters of him, it was immediately blocked by a layer of transparent, viscous force, causing the dark lightning waves to fall short and only stir up ripples of shock.
"Heh——"
At some moment, the storm-like assault abruptly ceased.
