North of Silvermoon City's wastelands.

"Rosen, let me divert them first. You withdraw first," Shabolai yelled.

Before his voice faded, the ground on the right side cracked again with a 'bang', and another python burst out, blocking Shabolai's path once more.

That was not all!

Veronica cast dual spells, raising her hand. The ground immediately bulged up rapidly, speeding towards Rosen's feet.

"Little apprentice, die!"

Rosen had been running around, but his speed was far below the rising ground. In a blink, he was caught up.

'Boom~~'

The ground rose high and exploded. One of the thick, black, python-like vines faintly writhed within.

"No!" Shabolai yelled.

He wanted to rescue Rosen, but vines and blood whips bound and distracted him. He could only watch helplessly.

In the next moment, Rosen's body suddenly accelerated. He blinked and appeared 8 meters away, barely avoiding the lethal blow. He immediately turned back and struck out a bullet towards the python behind him.

'Bang!'

The python's midsection was hit by the bullet and was directly blown into two sections. It was even ignited.

The might seemed even greater than Shabolai's blade aura.

A thought flashed through Rosen's mind: 'The immense polarity restraint on magics really amplifies their might!'

He immediately yelled, "Don't worry about me, uncle. Fight with your full strength!"

"Good lad!"

Shabolai was instantly relieved, but immediately after, a third massive python burst out from the ground, surrounding him in the middle and frantically whipping him.

"By the Golden God, will this ever end?"

Shabolai was trapped. He felt only twisting shadows around him. He had to constantly beware of sneak vine attacks from below. For a time, he felt immense pressure, as if hounded to exhaustion.

Just as he was about to fail, numerous silver specks descended from the sky. Amidst dense, shrill sounds, countless bullets shot towards Veronica from all angles along different trajectories.

Celindra had arrived!

Facing her signature sixteen-shot barrage, Veronica had nowhere to hide or block.

She let out a shrill shriek. "Wintry Blood Shroud!"

A layer of blood radiance emerged from her black dress.

Looking closely, they were tangled vines, like countless blood vessels, entwining into a dense, crimson shield.

The next moment, the sixteen-shot barrage struck.

'Bang bang bang bang~~'

The explosions were almost continuous. The blasts' impact threw Veronica's body tumbling chaotically, but the blood shroud around her did not change one bit.

Worse still, even while losing balance, Veronica did not forget to counterattack.

'Bang! Bang!'

Two vines burst out from the ground, rising 5 meters high. Thorny flowers bloomed atop them, spewing brown, poisonous fluids at Celindra in the sky.

"Celindra, go die!"

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Celindra was wrapped in the Silvermoon's Grace. But with polarity restraints, she did not dare tank the attacks and swiftly dodged.

But she was still not fast enough, tainted by a few drops. Hearing the 'hiss hiss hiss', the medium-high tier Silvermoon's Grace rapidly dimmed by at least one quarter.

"Eureka was right. The Wintry King's power greatly restrains Silvermoon magics!"

She had to retreat, fleeing the toxic attacks' range. With that, she no longer threatened Veronica.

But before fleeing, she pointed at Shabolai, empowering him with Silvermoon's Grace.

She yelled in the air, "Shabolai, hang in there!"

Hearing that, it was as if a weight lifted off Shabolai's shoulders.

"Miss Celindra, please don't worry. This bit of trouble can't take me, Shabolai, down!"

Despite the immense pressure, he deliberately acted relaxed and cheerful, so much so he was inadvertently struck several more times by the vines.

At this moment, relying solely on herself, Veronica had harried a high-tier swordsman to exhaustion. She had also repelled, with one move, her once envied and hated genius mage, even toying with her apprentice before the genius mage's eyes.

For a time, she felt extremely gratified, unable to help but cackle wildly.

"Hahahaha~~~ See see~ This is the great power bestowed upon me by the great Master. Compared to the divine might, a mortal's meager wisdom is but a firefly's glow, not worth mentioning!"

"Celindra, Shabolai, and brat Rosen, today I will surely turn you all into nourishment for the great Master...."

Before her voice faded, a fist-sized golden speck rapidly flew over from afar.

It was a great bullet spell!

Seeing the spell, Veronica was shocked. "Ha~ Interesting~"

As before, she tried to poke the golden bullet out with a vine.

But as the ground vine rose, a silver bullet swiftly shot over, precisely intercepting her interception right before the vine hit the golden bullet.

'Boom!'

Another thick vine was blown apart.

Celindra!

Veronica's heart shook violently. In actual spellcasting, she had currently reached 10 stars, while Celindra was at 12 stars.

It seemed a small gap, but at this level, raising a star was extremely difficult. The true gap was despairingly vast.

With no obstruction, the great bullet continued unabated, crashing into Veronica's body.

Veronica decisively abandoned surrounding Shabolai, directing the pythons to directly shield her 5 meters ahead.

A moment later, the golden bullet struck the vine.

'Bang!'

Amidst the deafening boom, the golden bullet exploded into a fiery sphere over a meter wide, instantly blowing the adult-thigh-thick black vine into two sections. The severed vine was even ignited, becoming two burning torch sections.

The innate spell might was medium-high tier. After consuming the golden Sun Essence, its magic power rose again, nearing the medium-high pinnacle.

Now, with the immense advantage of polarity domination, it demonstrated overwhelming superiority.

Veronica's heart shook violently, but a sliver of hope remained.

"Just an apprentice. His magic power must be running low after so many spells, even with potions. My power still has plenty remaining."

"Even if I stand still and let you attack, you can't kill me!"

That was also Celindra and Shabolai's concern.

On the other side, with two protectors, Rosen ignored all else, solely focused on gathering power for the great bullet.

'Boom~~ Boom~~~ Boom~~~ Boom~~~'

One great bullet after another crashed into Veronica. Five, ten, approaching twenty, seemingly endless.

Between the repeated castings, he still had some strength to sense his consciousness sea's state.

The cosmic sphere was similar to before, but on the divinity membrane enclosing the sphere, a minute golden speck had appeared.

That was the information on the exotic power recorded by his divinity.

Each spell he released consumed magic power, which meant large amounts of power passed through his divinity into his soul proper.

Thus, his divinity took the chance to record more information,

Of course, just recording. The records were also incomplete, far from comprehension.

Possibly never comprehensible in his lifetime.

On the other side, Veronica did not know Rosen could split his attention, but even if she knew, she was powerless.

Under the siege of three, her attacks were all nullified. All she could do was defend.

Finally, she discovered her remaining power was nearly depleted.

"Impossible! This is impossible! I am the Wintry King's blessed. How could my magic power lose to a mere apprentice?"

Originally medium-high tier magic power, raised to the medium-high pinnacle with the Wintry King's blessing.

Such total magic power would take an ordinary mage at least 30 years of meditation. Many mages might not even reach this level in their lifetime.

Yet now, she had still lost, and lost in a direct clash.

The magic power she had accumulated from daily cultivation since five years old, was it really so insignificant?

In despair, she retreated step by step.

Rosen pressed step by step. Celindra carefully guarded the left and right. Shabolai circled behind Veronica, preventing her escape.

'Boom~'

Another clear blast, but only a small bullet.

Yet this low-powered bullet completely dispelled the blood radiance on Veronica's body.

The lingering spell waves blasted her away several meters when they hit her body. She heavily smashed into the ground.

'Cough cough~~'

She coughed blood onto the ground. Her face was deathly pale and blue. Her despairing gaze fixed tightly on Rosen, squeezing out hateful words from her chest word for word.

"I've lost, but don't be complacent!"

"The Wintry King has awakened. He will avenge me. He will turn all of Yellowwater Highland into...."

'Slap!'

A clear slap sounded. The immense force sent Veronica rolling several circles on the ground, also interrupting her remaining words.

Shabolai flicked the bloodied water off his hand and fiercely spat on the ground.

"Disgusting! A wicked spirit, yet dares to call itself king and god. Still dares speak of revenge? Don't you know my aunt is a 19-star Grand Moon mage?!"