Mystic Overlord: Reading Gives Strength
Chapter 265 - 264: Interrupting the Spell Casting

Chapter 265: Chapter 264: Interrupting the Spell Casting

In the quiet of the night, this prolonged female voice emerged over the Wis River, as if fine grains of sand were sprinkling into the darkness.

And behind Ronald, upon hearing this spell, Kru immediately shouted out,

"Guard your own spirit!"

"It’s the Original Witch Society!"

Buzz—

Almost as the sound faded, Ronald felt an invisible fluctuation sweep past him, corresponding with the white light flickering on the surface of his body.

Although the powerful defense of his spell prevented Ronald from knowing the specific effects of the attack,

there was no doubt.

They were under attack from the enemy!

Standing at the front of everyone, Ronald wordlessly commanded the black mist to engulf the cargo ship, the churning black mist rising from the river like a pitch-black water monster ready to devour its prey.

At the same time, Ronald did not feel the completion of his "Trial of Mercury."

What was happening?

How were the investigators behind him now?

With this thought, Ronald turned around and immediately saw a scene that allowed him to breathe a sigh of relief.

After all, they were investigators from Springs.

Although a few of them did not react in time, Kru and another investigator simultaneously deployed their defensive spells.

The current situation was that the investigators were protected by a battered white film, with a defensive array already dissipating on the outside.

Without a doubt, the enemy’s recent attack was extremely dangerous.

After completely penetrating one layer of defense, the second layer barely held on, and the investigators narrowly defended against it.

...

At this moment, Ronald couldn’t help but look at the white light on his body.

Having been attacked by the enemy, the decay of his defensive incantation on him was clearly not too severe, even better than when Malcolm was attacked by the nun Audrey.

Was that nun so strong...

Of course, this was not the issue Ronald needed to pay the most attention to at the moment.

Although the enemies on the cargo ship had unleashed such an attack spell, it was after Ronald’s attack, and the power of "Fury" still successfully took away their consciousness as the impenetrable black mist overwhelmed them.

In any case, the fight with these two was over.

Immediately controlling the black mist on the ship to disperse, to prevent ordinary people from accidentally noticing the situation, Ronald then took the initiative to walk towards the dock.

He also asked the investigators behind him,

"Mr. Kru, are you all okay?"

Upon hearing Ronald’s inquiry, this investigator looked up at the vantage point.

The investigator stationed there for surveillance immediately signaled a secret sign, the meaning of which was...

—the enemy was entirely defeated.

After the rapid changes in the battle that had just taken place in the blink of an eye, Ronald had successfully subdued their enemies for the night.

"Carrying the book, huh..."

With a self-deprecating smile on his lips, Kru muttered softly, then replied to Ronald,

"We’re okay on this side."

"But Mr. Ronald, you must be careful. Aside from attack spells, these witches are very skilled at setting spell traps in advance. Always watch out for their bodies."

Ronald nodded in understanding, then walked alone towards the cargo ship by the dock.

To speak frankly, tonight’s battle was too easy for him, nowhere near as perilous as the previous ones.

With the gradual acquisition of spells from "Divine Comedy," even without resorting to deranged actions like ’using black mist to flood the city,’ he possessed overwhelming power against regular Casters.

Just not against an enemy who was also an original text holder, like Elva.

The immense power brought by the original text.

Was gradually becoming fully manifest in Ronald.

With that somewhat peculiar feeling, Ronald walked alone to the dock and then jumped onto the cargo ship, which had already ceased operation.

As he walked around on deck, he also glanced at the other people on the ship.

Regrettably, the witch’s area spell had not spared them.

All the ordinary people on the ship were dead.

And the deceased’s bodies looked very much like the girl who had died in the theater.

Ronald hadn’t guessed wrong about anything that evening.

Moving on to the ship’s cabin, he found two women lying unconscious on top of the coal pile. Although it was deep into the night, Ronald could still see their good looks and graceful figures.

"Witches, huh..."

He murmured softly, snapping his fingers to reset the defensive array around him before jumping over to check on the two women.

He was using techniques he had learned from the Bureau, bending down to reach over the unconscious foes.

Then, the expected happened.

Just as Kru had warned him earlier, as soon as Ronald made contact with the woman’s body, she suddenly started chanting a spell in an unconscious state:

"Burn the tall oaks in the forest, let the fire shine with the light of the gods.

The rowan is the tree of power, allowing life and magic to bloom like flowers.

The willow by the riverside helps us reach the land of summer...

Uh!

Ugh, ugh, ugh!"

Ronald, without the slightest bit of mercy, shoved his hand into her mouth mid-chant.

Despite being unconscious, the witch’s body began to convulse in pain on the spot, clearly an unpleasant state for her.

However, at that moment, the other witch began to speak.

Also unconscious, she picked up where her fellow had left off and continued the spell!

"The burning hawthorn bears cleansing power, reflecting paradise within our gaze.

The hazel is the tree of wisdom, enhancing learning and adding heat to the flames.

The white blossoms of the apple give us the fruits of a bountiful harvest.

Grapes twist around the vine, giving us joy and fine wine.

The spruce is the evergreen symbol of immortality...

Hmm!

Ugh, ugh, ugh!"

Having no other choice, Ronald grabbed the witch in his hand and walked over, then inserted his other hand into this one’s mouth as well.

After both hands were covered in wet, sticky saliva, he used this somewhat absurd method to stop their spells.

Odd as it might have been, interrupting the chant proved to be very effective.

Glancing at the two foes before him, Ronald confirmed they no longer had any capability to resist, and there would be no previous kind of reaction even if he acted recklessly.

"Is it over, then?"

"Is this... considered a battle of the mystical side?"

Muttering to himself, Ronald hoisted up a witch in each hand and turned to head back to the dock.

However, before he could leave the cargo ship, Ronald’s enhanced hearing detected some faint sounds coming from the dock.

Turning his gaze in that direction,

He saw the investigator stationed on the high ground suddenly become airborne and with fierce momentum, hurled violently into the distance!

Crack—

The investigator’s body was cleaved in two midair.