Mystic Overlord: Reading Gives Strength
Chapter 292 - 291 Different Battles

Chapter 292: Chapter 291 Different Battles

The black fog that spread across the entire beach naturally wasn’t just to restrain people’s movements.

Almost at the same time when all the passages were blocked by the black fog,

the attack followed immediately after.

Boom—

The black fog that surrounded all positions surged from all directions, the force of the spell even brought the sound of howling wind.

Targeting the witches standing on the rocks, these black and red mists locked onto each target and immediately pounced without missing a single one.

The witches’ roars of anger erupted immediately:

"Damn it!"

"What’s the joke, where’s the enemy?"

"This is an original level spell, do not let it touch your body!"

"Lady Catherine! Has the Bureau sent help?"

"..."

The witches, graceful in figure and stunning in appearance, could no longer maintain their composure under such circumstances.

The sudden appearance of Ronald completely disrupted their battle rhythm.

Of course, this didn’t mean that the witches were completely defenseless.

After hints from someone akin to a small leader, most of these elites from "The Original Coven" still reacted just in the nick of time.

Some chose to cast spells to resist, others tried to dodge the assault of the black fog.

As for the results...

Those who chose to retreat or roll on the spot generally couldn’t escape the assault of the black fog.

Once ’violated’ by the force, even a touch on the skin was enough for the fighting witches to be immediately cooked by the force of the blood river to a thorough doneness, and no method could save their lives in time.

Those who jumped into the nearby seawater could use the water to escape the disaster, as the physical properties of the black fog weren’t sufficient, and with the obstruction, the witches had a chance to escape.

However, they evaded the black fog...

But the investigators on the side wouldn’t just stand there stupefied!

Those who survived on this fierce battlefield until now were unquestionably the most elite. Targeting those witches who jumped into the seawater, they immediately launched their most ruthless attacks.

Thus, the witches who jumped into the seawater were doomed.

With the seawater’s resistance and the black fog’s interference, these two severe external conditions severely disrupted their movements; how could they possibly dodge the investigators’ attacks amidst the rush?

Either they were hit directly by a spell,

Or they dodged the spell, only to be scorched by the pursuing black fog.

Because Ronald had preemptively locked onto everyone’s positions, the black fog’s targeting was also very precise, and the surviving investigators weren’t interfered with in their vision or movements whatsoever.

Thus, the situation on the battlefield completely reversed.

All over the rocks and in the seawater, there lay the bodies of witches in black long dresses.

Completely cooked.

Even causing the scent of roasted meat to waft through the coast.

Under such circumstances, only two witches chose to use magic to fight against the black fog.

These two, who made the right choice, still stood on the rocks.

But what awaited them next...

Were the investigators, now free to act and prepared to ruthlessly eliminate them.

The witches, originally holding the upper hand through numbers, merely using such defensive spells, had no chance of surviving against these professionals!

Thus, one of the two witches.

She cast her desperate gaze towards the largest rock in the center of the battlefield.

"Lady Catherine!"

"..."

——The location where the three original text holders battled.

This was the largest rock on the beach, and also a region that the force of "violence" could not erode.

Ronald naturally had no intention of treating his enemies differently.

However, compared to ordinary casters, the leader of the "Original Witch Association" and the original text holder of the "Nine Commandments" were using top-tier spells.

The black mist attacking the original text holder of the "Nine Commandments" hadn’t even come close to his body before it was immediately drawn into the rapidly spinning "stellar ring" around him, then merged into this ring.

As for the "Original Witch Association"...

To fend off the attack of the "violent" force, the crimson secret fire immediately gave up on attacking and collided with the first wave of black mist, neutralizing it.

Glancing at the screaming subordinate.

This witch named Catherine’s eyes darkened as she whispered softly,

"The priest bathed in the brilliant dew and immediately emitted a sweet scent of sweat.

He kissed the lovable eyebrows of the "Space Queen" and then replied:

Oh, Nu Yite!

The Eternal Beings of the "Upper Realm."

May people not call ’Thou’ ’One,’ but ’None.’

May they never mention thee, for thou art the Eternal!"

Once the spell was recited, nothing in people’s view changed.

However, without a doubt.

A powerful magical force appeared beside the witch.

The spell the witch had just cast was so powerful that even she herself struggled to bear the enormous burden, and a worrisome flush of red appeared on her beautiful face.

So much so that her previously leisurely demeanor disappeared in an instant.

Clark was the first to notice this phenomenon.

As a powerful caster, he was constantly vigilant about his enemies’ movements in battle.

Seeing the witch’s actions, he immediately shouted loudly,

"She’s going all out!"

"Everyone, be careful!"

As his words fell, the investigator, an original text holder, threw a few pale gray ripples towards the witch, not hesitating before immediately turning and leaping off the rock he had been standing on.

Crack—

Cra—ck—

In the space engulfed by the force of "violence," which had become void and dark, suddenly there was a sound like glass shattering.

This sound surrounded the witch, Catherine.

At first, it was very faint, then rapidly grew louder and quickly spread outward.

Thus, the rock beneath her feet was the first to suffer.

Neat and straight cracks suddenly appeared on the hard stone, instantly breaking them into pieces large and small.

And the top broken pieces, when they hit the broken parts of the rock below, seemed as if they were sliced by an invisible blade, further breaking into even finer pieces.

Seeing this, Ronald, who had just entered the battlefield, immediately realized.

The spell that the witch was using wasn’t a one-time thing.

Something invisible to the naked eye had been generated in the surrounding space and was continually cutting everything at this location.

More dangerously, this attack had no warning signs.

It had no outward manifestations.

This meant that blocking or dodging it would become extremely difficult.

All people knew was that this cutting was rapidly spreading from the witch as the center.

Perhaps all present...

Were the targets she intended to erase with this spell!