Yes, Madam Prime Minister

He had just used his second ability, Rebound, which is not a rule-based force; if it were, it would be impossible to activate.

His rebound was simply the result of analyzing and reconstructing the spell he had taken, then reflecting it back as a magical shock, causing damage and inflicting stun.

The stun effect is even more crucial; the more damage the opponent takes, the lower their magic resistance, and the longer the stun duration.

Ronan could have bounced back from the start, but he didn't. He chose to take the damage head-on, letting the opponent keep escalating the situation, before finally bouncing out in one go.

Such a rebound might not cause much damage to these top-tier powerhouses of Seris, but it was enough to make them momentarily stunned.

The other party was momentarily stunned, and that brief moment of stun was enough.

However, only the opponent's magic was reflected. He himself was not unharmed. Although he still maintained his human form, his internal organs, bones, and muscles had all ruptured. His skin after the cracks was like countless tiny scales. Between the "scales" were blood lines like cracks in a tortoise shell, and fresh blood kept oozing out.

"It's my turn."

The activation of "Ronan" may seem serious, but it is actually far from affecting his ability to act or his consciousness.

However, as soon as "Ronan" moved, the Thunderous Thorn Chains bound him. "Damn, so cautious, so many tricks up his sleeve." Before he finished speaking, layer after layer of ice coffins were placed over him, trapping him inside.

This was a spell the opponent activated before the black ball shattered, leaving them in a stunned state, unable to use spells at all.

He was a little too overconfident; this group was more self-aware than he had anticipated.

A self-aware opponent is not easy to deal with.

On the other side, Candice was constantly fighting against the people who took turns switching to her side, always keeping three people targeting her. Although they couldn't hurt her, they could prevent her from providing support to "Ronan".

The dozens of ice coffins, nested one inside the other, were clearly visible to the naked eye. "Ronan" had forcibly shattered the lightning locks, and the innermost ice coffin was cracking. Soon, the cracks spread to the second and third coffins.

"King of Nanyang, I'm afraid we'll have to implement Plan Three," said the white-haired, legless old man with a sword and a knife.

Actually, their consumption was not great. On average, they only lost one-fifth of their spiritual energy, and their injuries were very minor, just some small wounds.

But the two Skeleton Kings on the other side were completely unharmed.

Meanwhile, Ronan's aura was continuously increasing, which could only mean two things: either he had reached his limit and was making his final burst of power, or he was just beginning to show his true strength.

Clearly, he is the latter.

Even if Ronan were to become even stronger, they could still fight him off, but at this rate, they wouldn't be able to wear him down. And once their strength decreased to a certain point, they couldn't guarantee the safety of everyone present. They were all the elite of the elite; they would rather die than die for others, and he, this old man who only had a few years left to live, was no exception.

Only Plan 3 is feasible.

With Zhao Zhen'e taking action, they completely trapped the enemy. They first dealt with the giant skeleton demon, and then went to clear out the other demons and the bandits who had sided with the rebels.

"That's all we can do," Zhao Zhen'e sighed.

The Time Maze technique is extremely damaging to him, not in terms of spiritual power or life, but in terms of mental damage, causing irreversible cognitive disorder.

Simply put, if he uses it a couple more times, he'll go crazy.

The cracks in the ice were getting bigger and bigger, and Ronan, who was in a state of explosion, was about to break free.

Zhao Zhen'e has identified his target.

The rule of time is paramount; the rule of prohibition is ineffective against his move.

Before the ice coffin completely collapsed, "Ronan" was affected; to be precise, he and Zhao Zhen'e were affected together.

The two people's consciousness lost its connection with their physical bodies and even their souls, and began to drift in the turbulent flow of time.

Both of their physical bodies and souls had become ethereal, so they could not be affected in any way.

This move won't kill you, but it can trap you for a long time.

The white-haired old man raised his sword and said, "Gentlemen, those who need to catch their breath should do so first. If you still have the strength, please lend a hand. I'll go and take down that skull."

His name is Xu Shuji, and he still cannot forgive his old man. This pair of swords is nothing special, except that the sword is very heavy and the blade is very fast.

The giant skeleton was stunned and didn't even need anyone's help to lock on. Xu Shuji's knife was already above the giant skeleton's head, and its momentum was so strong that it seemed as if the giant skeleton would be split in two in the next instant.

In the blink of an eye, a loud bang was heard.

Xu Shuji was shocked because it was "Ronan" who blocked him. How could the leader of the rebels possibly escape the Time Maze move?

Ronan was equally shocked. His muscles and bones, which had already healed, shattered once again. The knife in front of him was only the size of an ordinary knife, but its weight was tens of thousands of tons? More than that!

Chapter 850 The Strongest Seventh-Order, Dual-Element Magic, Orderly Retreat?

Even a seventh-tier superhuman's body couldn't wield such a blade. A rule-based power? Aside from time, the power of rule-based powers should have been suppressed by him.

Xu Shuji's blade was heavy, and his sword was even faster, instantly striking "Ronan".

At such a high speed, the sword should have broken first, but it didn't.

Ronan was sent flying downwards and crashed into the ground. The ground, which was already cracked and split into small sections, was completely turned into dust by the impact. Ronan was buried deeper underground, and his frantic effort to dissipate the force caused the surrounding strata to continuously turn into sand and dust.

Moments later, this area of ​​coniferous forest that was originally covered in snow suddenly transformed into a shifting sand desert with a radius of several hundred meters.

With a loud bang, "Ronan" burst out of the quicksand and returned to the sky, his chest bearing a twisted, vortex-shaped crater.

Ronan burst into laughter, "Hahaha, impressive! I, Ronan, would like to call you the strongest seventh rank."

At this point, he understood what was going on.

This sword and saber were indeed power of the rule system. Xu Shuji, like Ronan, was a manifestation. After he reached the seventh level, he was both a person and an object. This sword and saber were now spontaneous and did not rely on people. Ronan had forbidden power of the rule system, but he could only ban people. He could not ban the rule system of objects.

And he cannot resist time, the most fundamental of all things.

Xu Shuji looked at "Ronan," who already understood what was going on with him, but he couldn't understand how the other party had escaped the time maze.

At this moment, Zhao Zhen'e had also escaped. He himself did not understand how the other party had escaped so quickly.

Ronan chuckled again, patting his chest. "My consciousness isn't just here." He then pointed to Candice, who was covered in the giant skull armor, "It can also be there. In the turbulent flow of time, I still have an anchor point, and no wave, however large, can sweep me away."

"Next, I'll show you what dual systems are."

As soon as he finished speaking, the giant sword and axe used by the giant skeleton rapidly shrank and appeared in "Ronan's" hands, which were his own manifestations.

His entire body was surrounded by rising and dissipating flames. His ten fingers were covered with a layer of fiery gauntlets that resembled the claws of a raptor, as were his feet. A phoenix-beak fiery helmet appeared on his head, with several fluttering fire feathers on top. A pair of huge fiery wings sprouted from his back.

The sword and axe were also imbued with embers.

"Ronan" is both a manifestation and a transformation. Unlike the combination and fusion magic of Suleiman and Seris, his dual magic is not weakened, but only strengthened.

When all three plans of the top superhumans in Seris failed, Ronan, who had been somewhat overconfident and suffered some unexpected injuries, had no choice but to show his full strength. After all, the next "oriole" had not yet appeared.

This is not the Phoenix of the West, but the phoenix.

It does not possess healing or rebirth abilities. Its abilities are flames that burn the enemy's magic and life force, and "self-combustion" that exponentially enhances all aspects of its attributes in this state. It also originally had another ability, which was a pure temperature increase, but this ability is also a rule-based ability and cannot be used now.

Now, the old man without legs might still be able to stab him with a sword, but he definitely wouldn't be able to cut him with a knife.

Ronan cannot disable the restrictions on rules. He is not afraid of one or two rule-based spells, but there are too many people on the other side. When they use various rule-based spells at the same time, he will become very passive.

Moreover, there's Candice, whose strength isn't enough to handle so many rule-based spells.

The group of top superhumans from Seris did not exchange words, but they understood each other perfectly. At this moment, "Ronan" had already surpassed them by a large margin in speed and strength, and they could only defend and counterattack.

It's time to leave.

Retreating now allows them to preserve their strength and gather even more power to launch an even larger attack in the future. If they don't retreat, some of them will perish here, and the most likely outcome is that this rebel leader will be uncontrollable.

They wanted to leave, but how could Ronan possibly agree?

His goal in this battle was to eliminate a portion of the top superhumans in Seris, so that those who escaped and the remaining ones would not dare to organize to fight him again, and even if they did organize another wave, it would be difficult to achieve a larger scale.

"They've arrived." The voice echoed in the minds of Seris and his group of top-tier superhumans simultaneously.

This "Here we come!" was completely different from Ronan's "Here we come!" before the battle began. Ronan's "Here we come!" was relaxed and carefree, while theirs was filled with tension and anticipation, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Despite the tension, the group of experts did not make any mistakes due to nervousness. None of them panicked and fled. Instead, they formed a unified defensive formation, worked together to defend against the enemy, supported each other, and prepared for an orderly retreat.

Only such a retreat can be truly completed; scattering in all directions is a path to certain death.

If they can hold out for a while, they can retreat.

Because it's not just them here, there are also "the oriole" and "the fisherman." Although these people came with the idea of ​​picking up the scraps, they can't really sit idly by and watch the cicada be eaten by the mantis, or the bird kill the clam, leaving "Ronan," this rebel leader, in a state where no one can control him.

However, none of the top superhumans in Seris ever expected that "Ronan" would once again surprise them.

He didn't display any new abilities or use any ingenious techniques that would amaze them. Instead, he used the fighting style of street brawlers, targeting one person and beating them to death, ignoring any attacks from others.

That's practically reckless.

Ronan's desperate fighting style left the top superhumans of Seris completely helpless. Should they also fight desperately? Even if they did, it would be playing into Ronan's hands. Ronan practically wanted them to recklessly charge at him, thus disrupting their stable formation.

The fact that they hadn't fought for too long finally exposed their weakness, putting them at a disadvantage.

If they had continued fighting, with their intelligence and computing power, they could have maintained their formation even in the chaos of battle. Unfortunately, there are no "ifs".

In just over ten seconds, thousands of clashes occurred, and among the seventeen top-tier superhumans from Seris, some were already seriously injured.

The woman named Lu Mingyue, who was in charge of providing support, was the target of Ronan's relentless attacks. Despite being surrounded by the other sixteen men, she never changed her target.

Now that one healer is gone, Ronan's next target is one of the warriors, who is essentially the core of the defense. Taking him out will significantly weaken the overall tank. With both the healer and the tank weakened, the Seres will no longer be able to form a solid defensive formation or retreat in an orderly manner. They will have to sacrifice their own lives. He might not be able to catch up with everyone, but taking out three or five more is not a problem.

Twenty-one seconds later, Ronan got his wish, and Bai Tianhe, the core of the defense, died on the spot, becoming the first person to die.

His death caused the situation to deteriorate rapidly.

The group could only scatter and flee.

This separation led to Lu Mingyue, who was already seriously injured, becoming the second victim of the axe.

Chapter 851 Roddy Appears, Reversal, and Another Reversal

The third one to fall was not the one responsible for support or assistance, nor the one who could stand at the forefront, but the Taoist priest who initially caused tree branches and vines to grow inside his body, and whose body still has one or two remnants of branches and leaves causing trouble.

The Taoist priest, whose Taoist name was Wangyou Sanren, was hit hard by "Ronan" and fell to the ground. He was then pierced through the chest by a sword, which shattered his spine and rendered him unable to move.

He didn't die because "Ronan" didn't intend to arrive immediately. To truly kill a seventh-level being, even he would need to go all out and consume more than ten seconds. After all, a seventh-level being can be said to be "in harmony with heaven and man," and there are no so-called vital points or fatal injuries. Even if they are beaten to pieces, it will only look terrible; they are still far from being dead.

The man and woman he killed earlier died because their magic and life force were burned away by the Phoenix Fire at its maximum intensity.

Killing a level 7 enemy takes too long.

A dozen seconds is enough time for a seventh-tier fighter, disregarding gains and losses and fleeing with all their might, to fly ten or twenty kilometers.

Therefore, it would be better to temporarily disable him, allowing Candice to keep him in a disabled state until he returns and finish him off. Candice can't finish him off; she is very strong, no less than any of these seventeen people, but it would take a very long time to completely kill a seventh-tier opponent.

"Knock down one or two more and that should be enough."

Ronan thought to himself.

Firstly, since the other party is scattered and running away, he can only catch up with three or five at most. He can't catch any more than that, because he's just one person anyway.

Secondly, killing is a means, not an end. He cannot be portrayed as a serial killer, as that would make him an enemy of the entire superhuman community. They might not dare to cause him trouble, but they would certainly sabotage him, kill his subordinates, and prevent him from accomplishing his goals. He simply cannot defend against such things.

Third, and most importantly, his relentless pursuit is too exhausting, and if he stays too far away, it will give some people who are lurking and want to steal his chickens an opportunity.

"Ok?"

Just as he was about to catch up, Ronan suddenly sensed an unusual aura.

He turned around and rushed back, only to see that Candice had already been thrown out.

Bai Tianhe and Lu Mingyue were alive, and the two also helped the Forget-Worry Hermit, whose spine was broken, to his feet.

Beside the three men stood a woman he both knew and was unfamiliar with, a woman with long, pale white and light gold hair.

"Hurry up and get going, we won't be able to take care of you anymore," Dinia said.

Bai Tianhe and Lu Mingyue had just died, and their demonic bodies, or souls, hadn't dissipated too much. As for their corpses, if an ordinary person were burned to ashes, that would definitely be the end of them. But they were seventh-tier beings, so a few remnants and embers were enough. Dinia directly brought them back to life, not resurrected them. Resurrection only works on herself.

Ronan ignored the two who had come back from the dead and the Taoist priest who had stood up again, and went straight to Dinia.

"It's you, no, you guys." He was very surprised at first, but in the next moment, the surprise on his face disappeared completely. Although Ronan and Dinia were unlikely to come back, it was not impossible for them not to.

They're back, that's all. Let's fight it out.

“Yes, it’s us,” Dinia replied.

"I hadn't even noticed you all the time. Instead of launching a sneak attack, you showed yourself and wasted your energy saving people. Can I call that stupid?" Ronan, in his phoenix form, said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Of course it's to win people's hearts, otherwise who would waste their energy to save them?" It was Dinia who spoke, but it was Ronan who said the words.

The phoenix wings spread out, more expansive and more intense than before. The eyes in the two phoenix eye holes of the "Ronan" phoenix helmet stared intently at the merged Roddy. "Nothing a dead man does matters."

"I completely agree with that statement." Before the words were even finished, an axe came crashing down. Dinia dodged it, and behind her, the already cracked and dry ground was slashed with an extremely long, straight fiery trench.

Before the axe's attack could finish, the sword had already struck. The initial attack was still an afterimage, but then even that was no longer visible. All that remained was a ferocious ball of flame. But this was not a ball of fire; it was the visual effect created by the sword and axe striking a thousand times in an instant, all imbued with flame.

However, only the tip of Dinya's hair was burned, and a piece of charred flesh appeared on her arm. Her hair grew back instantly, and the charred flesh detached from her body and was replaced by new flesh.

Ronan used to be only good at striking a hundred times in an instant, but now he can strike a thousand times in an instant with ease.

"Is that all you've got?" As he spoke, the Dinia warhammer and longsword appeared in his hands.