Mystic Overlord: Reading Gives Strength
Chapter 294 - 293: Controlling the Battle

Chapter 294: Chapter 293: Controlling the Battle

Seeing that the original spellbook holder was relentlessly advancing towards her, Catherine controlled the beast-shaped flesh mass beneath her and retreated, while her anxious mind rapidly deliberated the current strategy.

Today, achieving victory was no longer possible.

To continue with the faction’s plan, she had to think of a way.

Even if she were to die here, the organization’s original spellbook could not fall into the hands of this group of enemies.

Thus, the original spellbook holder of the "Primordial Witch Association" looked around her.

The spell that split the space had shattered Ronald’s previously arranged black mist, so through these messy gaps, Catherine immediately assessed the situation of the beach.

To the right was a seaside forest not yet trodden by anyone; the Caster who had earlier withdrawn from the battlefield of the "Nine Commandments Secret Meeting" stood there, his somber gaze giving nothing away about his current stance;

To the left was the boundless Sunset Sea; diving hastily into the ocean with her physical strength seemed to offer a glimmer of hope for survival.

— The choice was obvious.

With a stern look, Catherine gently covered her painfully aching abdomen with her right hand, then gritted her teeth and recited the spell she could still use.

"My servants are few and concealed, yet they will surely rule over many of distinguished status.

People praise the fool, they and their gods are all fools.

Step forward, child.

Receive abounding love under the multitude of stars!"

"..."

Meanwhile, amid Ronald’s steadily approaching footsteps.

Five seconds passed in a flash.

Seeing the enemy forcibly chanting the incantation amidst pain, he snapped his fingers again and gently rubbed his palms.

Snap—

Boom!

Instantaneously, a massive water column surged up from the sea surrounding Catherine.

It was the kinetic energy bestowed upon the seawater by the "Chief Angel’s" power.

The movement of the arm did not affect the casting of the spells, so Ronald deliberately controlled his arm to prevent any conspicuous movements, shielding his hand movements within his sleeve, visible to bystanders.

Such details could prevent being directly detected for his spellcasting characteristics, like Malcolm had previously.

On the other hand, the choice to control seawater was simple.

Rocks would be blocked by the beast-shaped flesh mass, a fact that had been verified in the previous spellcasting, thus he controlled the ever-flowing water which could squeeze through even the smallest gap.

Indeed,

Ronald’s choice was excellent.

Though Catherine was a powerful original spellbook holder, she had never learned any impenetrable Eastern stick techniques.

Thus, along with the beast-shaped flesh mass she was riding,

Facing the water that surged up without any warning right beneath her feet, Catherine was immediately submerged by the liquid.

But that was not all.

Seeing the enemy of the "Primordial Witch Association" trapped within the water column, Ronald immediately followed by sending the surrounding black mist surging over. Though spellcasting that cuts through space resulted in significant energy loss, he no longer had the prior need to seal off the battlefield.

Thus, a thick layer of black mist clung above the water column.

As soon as Catherine emerged from it, she would inevitably experience the ’disruptive’ force.

Unless she had some other tricks up her sleeve.

Otherwise, her fate would not differ from those of the other fully ripe witches.

Unfortunately, it seemed Ronald had worried overmuch.

Trapped inside the water droplet formed by the seawater, Catherine was incapacitated by the powerful impact and the beast-shaped flesh mass she had summoned.

Even the original spellbook holder, amidst the panic, had already been choked by the seawater flooding her mouth and nose, exhibiting signs typical of drowning!

Next... it was just time to finish this one off and then deal with the other enemies.

While keeping an eye on Catherine’s condition, Ronald immediately shifted his focus to the forest by the sea.

At this very moment, the holder of the "Astronomy Master" had just put away his pen and paper and then directed his gaze toward the battlefield.

Thus, quite coincidentally,

their gazes met across a considerable distance in the air.

However, the other party glared at Ronald with a sinister look.

As the target of the other’s hostility, Ronald simply looked back with an indifferent expression.

"Starting with the relationship between the entire Earth and the sky, we will begin to form our understanding," he touched the original text and recited the activation spell. His body then rapidly disappeared from sight.

Nevertheless, in the end, he still cursed Ronald,

"Mark my words, you mysterious creature."

"The torch of justice will eventually burn all you rebels."

"..."

Ronald, of course, saw the other’s gestures.

Unfortunately, from such a distance, he could only see the motion of the other person’s mouth, but he couldn’t make out the words.

"Can’t linguistic comprehension read lips..."

Splash—

Just as Ronald quietly mocked, the distant seawater suddenly churned, and a drenched man emerged.

He forcefully swept his hand back across his forehead, revealing his somewhat pale face.

—It was Clark.

—The head investigator in charge of the witch incident.

Though the situation had been very dire, the experienced Clark had successfully escaped the range of Catherine’s spell attack and had now surfaced.

He swept his gaze over the original rocky beach.

The investigator immediately understood the current situation.

His side had lost another investigator, and someone was severely injured.

However, at the same time, during the period he took refuge underwater, Ronald had already taken control of the entire battlefield.

Therefore, out of duty, Clark called out without hesitating,

"Ronald, can we capture this one alive?"

"If not, kill him immediately!"

"..."

Hearing the investigator’s shout, a hint of helplessness appeared on Ronald’s face.

Did the information-rich Investigative Bureau not already know whether he could capture anyone alive?

Asking in such a manner now

was merely the other party’s way of avoiding leaving the impression that he was giving orders.

Exactly five seconds had passed, and Ronald began rubbing his fingers together as he summoned his original text:

"Its name is Styx.

The black water flows downward, reaching the dim and perilous cliffs below.

..."

As his words fell,

the black fog enveloping the water droplets dispersed, and new mist emerged from his hands.

Following that, the water droplets surrounding Catherine began spinning violently at a high speed, eventually forming a rolling spherical vortex.

Caught in the sea water, akin to being in a tumbling washing machine, Catherine was immediately choked mercilessly.

And the little consciousness she had left

saw Ronald approaching the watery sphere.

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