Wizard: The exploration panel keeps me pure.

Vassim looked at the shameless girl he had just spoken of, his spear now dancing in a blur of afterimages.

"You crazy woman, why are you chasing me and hitting me? There are so many people here, can't you find someone else?"

He was feeling very frustrated; the hatred he had drawn with his poisonous mist earlier was just too great.

As a result, most of the people who had been drawn to him and Philomi attacked him.

If these were just "snacks" in his eyes, he wouldn't have anything to fear.

After all, the difference in strength is obvious, even if they are ganged up on.

I'm not afraid of it myself.

He never expected that Adele would also join the group beating him up, which immediately increased the pressure on him.

Although he had heard of the girl's reputation at the academy before, and even saw Ron having dinner with her that day.

However, judging from the aura emanating from him at the time, he was only of average quality.

I never expected that when we met again today, the other party's strength had increased so much.

Although, if you really consider the numbers, his strength has improved more than his opponent's, and in a one-on-one situation, Vashem is definitely confident that he can defeat his opponent.

But now that he was surrounded by a group of people, and then another opponent of similar strength suddenly appeared, his situation became critical.

Seeing that the giant snake in front of them was getting more and more wounded, everyone grinned wickedly.

His hands moved even faster.

Ron had no time to worry about Adele's situation; he was busy dealing with attacks from all sides.

The boy's situation was actually similar to that of Philomi and Vassim.

They were all targets of attacks by the crowd.

After all, before this, he and three others had stood out the most and acted the craziest.

If Ron didn't seize this golden opportunity to eliminate the four of them, he himself would suspect that there might be something else going on among them.

Seemingly knowing that the flames wouldn't harm him, the attacks that landed on him were all magical damage that didn't involve any fire energy, such as corrosive acid, neurotoxins, and anti-aircraft water cannons.

Or physical attacks such as spikes, arrows, and throwing spears.

Ron felt his consciousness becoming increasingly blurred, but the familiar burning sensation in his body grew stronger and stronger.

Countless flames burst forth from his wounds.

Like magma erupting from a wound during a volcanic eruption, it is intense and scalding hot.

He looked like a giant flamethrower, constantly spewing scorching flames at everyone around him.

Upon seeing this, the men who were attacking him all changed their expressions and retreated rapidly.

A few unlucky guys who were slow to retreat accidentally got a little bit of sparks from him, and they were instantly set ablaze, as if they had been rolled in a pan of hot oil.

Flames soared into the sky from their bodies.

A series of screams and wails echoed across the battlefield:

"Aaaaaah!"

The aroma of barbecue filled the air, and everyone's attention was drawn to the situation on Ron's side. Seeing this, some people frowned, while others became even more excited, and a variety of emotions were expressed.

But Ron had no time to think about any of that; all he felt now was that his body was burning up.

An endless heat emanated from his heart and then flowed through his blood vessels throughout his body.

A series of alluring and fiery red lines appeared on the surface of his skin.

Finally, it manifested on the large bird as a mysterious golden pattern.

"Is this guy going to fight to the death?"

The same thought crossed everyone's mind: they felt that Ron had exhausted too much energy under the attack of so many people, and coupled with the previous battles, he was now completely worn out and unable to fight anymore.

Pairs of eyes stared intently at the large bird soaring in the sky at the center of the battlefield.

Its fiery red wings illuminated the entire night sky, appearing so dazzling and beautiful, like a star about to fall to the ground, plunging into the muddy swamp along with them, these mortals.

"Hey!!!"

The bright and mournful calls of birds swirled above Grasso.

As if to drive away the smog that never dissipates, the night sky is so beautiful and dazzling, with each of the bright stars emitting a faint light that shines on the earth and on Ron.

It was as if she had donned a moon-white robe.

Sacred and majestic.

Everyone stared intently at the large bird circling above, a thought inexplicably popping into their minds: "How sacred!"

They didn't think there was anything wrong with it, even though they, as wizards, shouldn't have such strong emotional fluctuations.

But at this moment, no one is thinking about those things anymore.

Of course, there are two exceptions.

Selene and Adele, or perhaps more accurately, Relina.

As two of the world's six great gods, they naturally understood the reason for the strange attraction emanating from Ron's body.

"What powerful, divine purifying light!"

"Just who is this kid? How can he possess such a powerful divine aura?"

The same thought popped into their minds at the same time, and they both began to speculate about the secrets behind Ron.

After all, even in this world, even as gods, pollution is always with them. However, unlike mortals, they are able to control their reason well and avoid pollution to a large extent.

However, if I could know the secret of this little guy and gain the same abilities as him...

Wouldn't that mean there's hope of completely shielding the effects of pollution?

The two thought excitedly.

The other official wizards of the Red Moon Tower who were watching this scene shared the same thoughts as the two of them.

At this moment, inside that towering, crimson wizard tower that pierces the sky.

People of all ages, from the elderly to women and children, stared intently at the large, pure red bird on the screen, which resembled a newborn baby.

The desire and greed in his eyes were almost undisguised.

Even Augustus, who had previously shown signs of leadership, had a glint of intense light flash in his calm eyes.

That's longing!

"This little guy has quite a few secrets!"

Suddenly, someone in the room spoke up seemingly casually, but the greed in their voice was almost overflowing.

Everyone understood what he meant.

But no one said anything in rebuttal.

Because they themselves were also eager to know the secret that Ron possessed that seemed to be able to resist mental pollution.

Each person was lost in their own thoughts, remaining silent. The atmosphere became quiet for a moment as everyone looked at each other with knowing smiles.

Just then, a vast and powerful voice resounded:

"I've told you all not to pry into this little guy's secrets. Did you just ignore me?"

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces showed fear, and they bowed respectfully.

"I wouldn't dare, Vice Dean."

"Hmph, if there's a next time, I won't be so lenient. By the way, let me tell you something: I've taken a liking to this kid. You'd better think carefully about the consequences of messing with him."