Chapter 570: Ability Ascension Enhancement

As Luo De shattered the mist and tentacles with his sonic wave.

The silver bells in the hands of the mages in the outer interference zone instantly exploded.

The backlash of magical energy was immense—the silver bells turned into shrapnel grenades on the spot, some shards even piercing into the bodies of multiple users.

Screams and cries immediately mixed into the chanting sounds.

The atmosphere grew noisy and tense.

Someone with some insight recognized Luo De's roar, stunned and uncertain:

"Th-that's the White Dragon's 【Purifying Dragon Roar】?! Impossible—he never underwent 【Biological Weaving】 to graft a dragon's throat, how can he unleash such a powerful dragon roar?!"

"Stay calm!"

Shemus, commanding from the central zone, spoke coldly.

【Purifying Dragon Roar】 primarily counters magical weather and illusionary climates; its effect on human bodies and magical barriers is minimal.

He dismissed it.

Shemus had encountered Luo De in Shi Ying Town.

This man had some talent and methods.

He also knew well that this man was arrogant with his abilities.

He could even be said to be more conceited than the top students of Bahadur Magic Academy.

He also knew this man came from the remote western lands, with little exposure to the wider world.

He had no idea of the full power of this complete casting formation, which was why he dared to advance so slowly.

This casting formation was primarily designed for battlefield positional warfare.

One misstep could bring down even an eighth-rank spiritual warrior—dealing with one such man felt like overkill.

Still, heh.

No harm, no harm—go ahead and savor it.

Had Shemus ever considered that the newspaper reports might be true?

Yes.

But not much.

As someone who had actually fought Luo De and escaped alive,

He knew exactly what Luo De's power had been back then.

He also understood the world's spiritual magic operation principles.

A man who hadn't even reached seventh rank could never, in two months, repel a ninth-rank Duke of Hell.

You could say he was bound by common sense.

"Control zone, advance."

As his words fell,

The mages already prepared activated their magic.

Luo De's forward step halted, unable to advance easily.

He looked down.

The ground, under magical influence, turned to quicksand, while purple magic formed a curtain descending from above.

BOOM!

Within a ten-meter circular area centered on Luo De, the earth beneath him—including him—was forcibly crushed downward!

Gravity surged!

He sank deeper into the mud.

The next spell, 【Turn Mud to Stone】, followed instantly, locking his legs and the compacted mud together.

Hummm—

Magic hummed.

Luo De looked up.

【Storm Ring】【Scorching Curtain】【Bigby's Grasping Hand】.

Even individually, each spell's magical strength reached eighth rank.

Yet the highest-ranked mage was only seventh.

"Huh."

Kali Site had mentioned the "Group Mental Amplification Effect"—when multiple mages cast together, their spell power increases.

But this technique demanded extreme precision; from Luo De's observation, their chanting rhythm alone didn't match.

Then was it basic ritual array amplification and linkage?

No.

Luo De saw no corresponding ritual.

This casting formation, to avoid ritual bloat slowing magical flow in confined space, had selectively trimmed its ground rituals—mainly enhancing defense.

So the question arose:

It wasn't the 【Group Mental Amplification Effect】.

No obvious ritual enhancement either, and 【Treasure Obsession】 gave no reaction.

Then what could it be? Hard to guess.

Luo De thought of the mental constructs inside the Holy Flame Sect's minds.

"Chaos energy… mental constructs… heh heh heh—so Bahadur still colludes with the Yigo Cult…"

He sneered.

He pressed one foot down hard.

【War Trample】!

BOOM!!!

The 【Turn Mud to Stone】 rock beneath his foot shattered instantly like a spiderweb, flying apart.

At the same time,

Flames erupted violently along the black-gold blade in his right hand.

【Heartflame +2】—sacrificing his body to the sword.

【Heartflame】 surged and amplified with the user's cold emotion.

With one swing, the 【Giant Slash】 nearly pierced the clouds, forming instantly and vanishing just as cleanly after the strike.

Like a hundred-meter flame folding fan opening and closing in the sky, it instantly shredded the spells above.

"What—"

Shemus widened his eyes.

A hundred-meter sword light?!

What the hell?!

The mages on the platform plunged into chaotic panic.

In these two months, Luo De hadn't raised his spiritual rank, but his spiritual accumulation never stopped.

Like a level 69 gamer hoarding XP without leveling up.

His physical attributes hadn't improved much.

But his spiritual spell proficiency had skyrocketed—every skill reached effortless mastery.

That wasn't unusual—just better integration, after all; skill caps remained unchanged.

But—

Yesterday, he gained the shared skill 【Ability Ascension】.

【Details: Makes the user more likely to break through personal limits, raising the level cap and effectiveness of other skills.】

On his panel, the progress bar for 【Giant Slash】 surged violently.

It jumped straight to +26!

At that moment,

The prolonged chanting of 【Glass Transformation】 from the opposite side succeeded.

A emerald glow shimmered, sweeping toward Luo De.

Luo De had 【Backlash Evil Eye】, which could reverse such control spells, but he deliberately tested how this weakening effect impacted 【Dragon Scale Technique】.

He took the spell straight to the head!

【"Glass Transformation" resisted! Negative effect halved!】

【Dragon Scale Technique +15 (-3)】

As expected.

Many spells still apply debuffs even when resisted.

Looking at the panel's data,

Luo De smirked.

"Still has some effect."

His 【Dragon Scale Technique】, boosted to +18 after absorbing scales from the Red Dragon Nas and Black Dragon Mikhail, had still lost 3 points.

The scales of both dragons were worn.

But the Black and Red Dragons were the two largest among the Five-Colored Dragons, and their scales were far fresher than those of the ancient frozen White Dragon.

The effect far exceeded Luo De's expectations.

"If not for the immunity halving the effect, it'd be -6. If I only had plain Dragon Scale Art, my defense would drop below zero."

Don't say it.

It's still quite strong.

"Enough playing. Let's get to the point."

Meanwhile, Seamus shouted in panic: "【Glass Transformation】 succeeded! This man is too great a threat—kill him immediately! Then revive him with Necromancy! Hurry!"

All the mages in the casting formation had prepared their spells in the previous round.

Though startled by the man before them, they still demonstrated excellent spellcasting discipline.

No wonder they're top students of the Magic Academy.

The next moment.

In the sky, dark thunderstorms, firestorms, and suffocating steam explosions were simultaneously awakened by magic.

The entire battlefield was swallowed by wild energy.

Luo De watched the wild evocation spells and sighed.

"Using such powerful spells in the woods, right in front of a Forest Warden? Do you have any idea how long it takes for trees to grow like this?"

Against the gale of magical force.

He raised his hand, gathering a pitch-black sphere in his palm.

The sphere suddenly expanded.

Like a black hole, it sucked in the thunderstorms, flames, and steam—space itself began to warp.

【Abyssal Maw】!

(End of Chapter)