In a situation where even the true leader of the cult magicians, Xiesita, chose to give up.
What kind of madman.
Would still insist on maintaining this ritual array at this time?
Ronald quickly pondered this question.
Is it an extremely religious fanatic; or someone obsessed with power, pinning all hopes of getting stronger on this ceremony; or perhaps simply a hopelessly insane person?
With these doubts, Ronald plunged into the core of the ritual, into the thick magic fluctuations.
The cult magicians' technique is undoubtedly remarkable.
With these people fully investing manpower and resources, the magic concentrated at the core of the ritual had reached a level Ronald had never seen in his life. The powerful magic fluctuations filled every space, even attaching to the floating particles in the air, forming a unique texture that increased the air density.
Ronald moved forward continuously within, his exposed skin even feeling a slight, cotton-like sensation.
