Wizard: The exploration panel keeps me pure.

Everyone's attention was once again drawn to her commotion.

Upon seeing that it was Adele, this crazy woman, they all instinctively looked away from her. After all, no one wanted to offend someone who acted illogically, especially a woman.

When Ron noticed this, his usually expressionless face furrowed slightly.

But considering my current situation, I can barely take care of myself, and I don't have time to think about this:

"You bunch of useless trash, if you're going to attack, then hurry up and do it. Or are you planning to wait here and chat with me?"

His voice echoed across every corner of the battlefield once again, and everyone who heard it was astonished, wondering whether he was truly stunned or just pretending to buy time to recover.

Everyone stopped joking and looked at him with serious expressions, their gazes scrutinizing the boy.

They were trying to find evidence that he was putting on a brave face.

Unfortunately, these people ultimately failed.

Because Ron wasn't faking it; he genuinely had the confidence to say those words, and that confidence stemmed from the few treasures within him that had stopped absorbing the remaining spiritual energy.

Feel the power they bestow upon you.

Ron's lips curled into a smile, as if he couldn't wait to try it out.

If Fiona or Adele were here, they would definitely notice that something was wrong with him: he was so different from how he used to be, so cautious in everything he did.

However, as the saying goes, those involved are often confused, while bystanders see things clearly.

Ron himself did not feel any discomfort about his current state. On the contrary, he felt full of power, a power that he wanted to release at all times.

Those aggressive, pale gold eyes surveyed everyone present with a look of solemnity, disdain, contempt, and mockery... Although he didn't know what they were thinking, he could guess roughly what they were thinking:

He was simply thinking about how to kill himself.

The moon goddess, who had been silently watching the boy from afar, felt an increasingly strong sense of foreboding upon seeing his arrogant demeanor.

But now it's impossible to stop this battle.

Unless... her true form is willing to descend into the real world, at which point, with her strength approaching the limit of a true god (the limit of the first ring), she could easily crush a group of mere mortals.

But if that happens, those guys probably won't just stand by and watch.

They'll definitely try to trip us up. If a conflict breaks out and we end up fighting those guys, let alone who wins or loses, we might destroy the world before the invaders even arrive.

That would truly be a losing proposition.

With this thought in mind, the moon goddess made a decision: wait and see, it shouldn't be too late to take action when there's really no other way.

But in this world, it is always people who wait for opportunities, not opportunities that wait for people. Sometimes, once you miss it, you miss it. In that instant, there is no such thing as whether it is too late or not.

"Heh heh heh, this guy's right. You bunch of useless trash, so many of you are going to take on him alone, and you're just going to stand there and watch?"

A deep, magnetic voice came through.

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look at the source of the sound, wondering who else, besides this damned birdman, would dare to be so arrogant.

They start by making sweeping generalizations; how can we tolerate that?

However, when they saw the face of the person who spoke, they all opened their mouths wide, seemingly unable to believe what they were seeing.

They exchanged glances with the people beside them, and only after confirming that they had not seen wrong did they turn their gaze back to the person.

Valend, who had been lying on the ground barely alive, got up as if nothing had happened, brushing the dust off his body as he stood up.

It seemed as if they were afraid of getting these dirty things on them.

After he finished doing all that, he glanced at everyone, noticing the confusion in their eyes, and asked in a calm tone:

"What, am I wrong?"

This attitude instantly ignited a powder keg, and several snickers immediately erupted from the crowd:

"Tch, what are you pretending for? You're a piece of trash who's been out of the game for ages, and you dare to talk about us? I really don't know where you got the nerve."

"Exactly, you're not only ugly, but you also have a really foul mouth."

"Valend, this isn't an academy. Even though the adults have emphasized that we should reduce killing among ourselves and lower the overall mortality rate, if you continue like this, I believe that even if we kill you, those adults won't say anything."

He listened to the threats and sarcasm from the crowd.

There was no anger on the young man's face, only calmness, an extreme calmness that was frightening to behold.

It's like throwing a small pebble into a lake, but it doesn't create any ripples. Anyone who sees it knows that the lake is definitely more than just clear and shallow as it appears on the surface.

"Heh, trash is trash. No matter what I do, the fact that you're trash will never change."

Those who already disliked him were shocked by his emotionless words.

He immediately flew into a rage and shouted:

"Brothers, let's teach this guy a lesson, or he'll really think he's someone important."

"superior!"

Ron raised an eyebrow as he watched the crowd rushing toward the young man in the distance, wondering why the other party was doing this.

That guy was beaten so badly by Adele just now, he's lucky he didn't die. Now he can even stand up, and it seems like all his previous injuries have been healed. Otherwise, he wouldn't be more arrogant than me.

The scenes that had just happened kept flashing through my mind.

Something seems off.

Suddenly, something clicked in his mind, and he realized that the entire battle they were fighting seemed to be filled with a strange sense of incongruity.

But he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong. His memories were as if they were veiled by a thin layer of gauze. He could vaguely sense the secrets hidden behind that gauze, but whenever he tried to see them more clearly, his vision was always blocked by it.

It was so close.

Just then, Adele walked to his side and gently touched his fingertips with her slender, delicate hand:

"Long time no see, Ron."

His thoughts were interrupted by the sudden sound. Ron looked up angrily, but when he saw that it was a girl, his anger was instantly suppressed, though it hadn't completely disappeared.

"What's wrong with you, Adele?"

The other person's appearance at this moment was completely different from the cute white-haired girl he had been in the academy, but looking into his bright and lively eyes...

He was certain that the person in front of him was the real deal.