Frilian: Starting with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Playing Through the Heavens

"Sealing technique?" Ronan had never heard of this before.

But as the Dark Elf explained in detail, he quickly understood that the so-called sealing technique was actually the sealing of matter.

Just like when I first arrived in this world, I used ice to seal the Flame Spirit.

Having learned all this, Ronan acted swiftly.

He seized the puppet's weapon, and then a huge block of ice suddenly rose from the ground, standing in front of him and instantly freezing the puppet.

With the threat gone, Ronan quietly observed its motionless state and thought that this thing was not bad.

He turned and tossed the puppet's knife to Frilian, telling her to keep it safe.

Next, Ronan asked the Dark Elf what to do with the puppet.

Ronan was very interested in its indestructible nature, no matter how it fought.

At the same time, I am also curious about its persistent attacks on the elf girl.

The Dark Elf spoke:

"Since you're so interested, why don't you take it apart and take a look?"

"As for the fact that it cannot be destroyed, it is not worth worrying about too much."

Ultimately, the puppet itself is a one-time product.

"Instead of pursuing endurance, pursue strength."

"Just like now, even if it could recover many times, it was still frozen by you in one go, wasn't it?"

That's true, and Ronan dismissed some of his thoughts.

I almost forgot that while its strengths are prominent, its weaknesses are equally obvious.

Instead of worrying about this, I should write down its assembly method and try to develop it myself when I get back.

This way, its defects can be minimized as much as possible.

Ronan stepped forward, gently waved his hand, and the ice melted away, revealing only the puppet's head.

The puppet regained some of its vitality.

However, since most of his body was still frozen in ice, he was still unable to move freely.

It turned its neck, its faceless face staring straight at Ronan, as if it were about to make a sound.

Suddenly, the puppet's head disappeared.

Ronan quickly took out the components one by one and put them away carefully.

He then began to work on the puppet's body.

After a careful search, Ronan quickly found the hidden, peanut-sized elven magic core.

At the same time, he finally understood why the puppet had targeted the elf girl.

"Is it because she's the weakest among us? A combat strength detector, that's interesting."

"No... to be precise, it should be an aura detector."

Ronan stared at the object that had been removed from the puppet's eye area and fell into a brief moment of deep thought.

It should have been thought of earlier. Since humans can judge the strength of monsters from the aura they exude, why can't elves do the same?

The technology of elves is far more advanced than that of humans; tens of thousands of years ago, there was already a super-magical kingdom.

"No wonder this puppet can accurately determine our location; it's probably due to this influence."

"Any living person will emit an aura, similar to infrared sensing."

"Prioritizing the elimination of the one with the weakest aura should be the first order of Operation Puppet."

As Ronan pondered, he placed the object in his hand before him. It resembled a monocle, but its material was quite unique.

When Ronan infused him with magic essence, everything before his eyes instantly underwent a dramatic transformation.

The powerful and dazzling aura emanating from Frilian and Celia almost filled the entire room.

Next were several elven mages, whose auras were also quite impressive.

Finally, there were the dwarves, and the elf girl.

She was just a clerk with a very weak aura and almost no real combat ability.

"Not bad," Ronan thought.

I'll store it in my space later.

After carefully collecting the fragments of the puppet, Ronan learned from Frilian that she had obtained the crafting plan, and only then did he feel relieved.

After resting for a while, the group continued on their way.

At that moment, Ronan's communicator flashed twice.

However, due to the deep connection, it went out inexplicably before it could make a sound.

Ronan didn't notice, but fortunately, the finish line was just ahead.

……

Time flies like an arrow, slipping away unnoticed.

Ronan's mission had a clear objective.

Therefore, less than ten minutes after leaving the third level, he arrived at the location of the final treasure vault.

Take out the key, turn it, and the area in front of you is filled with golden light, a very fruitful harvest.

Those elves who had been relatively unknown along the way all began their appraisal work upon arriving at the treasure vault.

Ronan stood quietly to the side, not disturbing them.

Later, they collected the gold and silver treasures in front of them and carefully recorded the quantity of each item.

After doing all this, he turned to look at Frillien and Celia beside him and said softly:

"Let's go."

Ronan had not forgotten his promise to Amecia.

Therefore, he did not intend to spend time bringing back the magical artifacts and tools found here.

He knew in his heart that these things would eventually come back to him anyway, so there was no need to rush.

Frillie nodded, recalling what she had learned.

Celia glanced at the busy crowd.

She really wanted to get involved and see if she could find something more valuable.

But then he remembered his past experiences in the Magic Dynasty and the care the Elf Queen had shown him, so he had no choice but to give up.

She looked at Ronan and asked:

"Should we ask them to keep this a secret? We've gained quite a bit this time; what if it gets leaked..."

"No need to worry," Ronan said dismissively.

So be it, he wanted to see what the Elf Queen's attitude was.

He never unconditionally trusts anyone other than himself.

If the Elf Queen were to break the agreement simply for some material gain, he would not show any mercy.

Hearing Ronan's answer, Celia nodded thoughtfully, and then the group left the underground space together.

Upon returning to Earth, Ronan received a message from Vlame in the Golden Country.

Upon learning of the enemy attack, Ronan's expression tightened slightly.

Celia's expression was the same.

……

"The Yellow Ancestor has been defeated, Leon, now it's your turn."

Above the Golden Land.

The white ice dragon looked down at Carella as she collapsed into the sea, a mocking smile unconsciously creeping onto its lips.

That nuclear strike magic was indeed powerful, distorting gravity with a massive torrent of matter and completely destroying the gravitational field around her.

In those mere fractions of a second, a black hole was even created right above her head.

If her ability were absolute defense, she might already be defeated by now.

Unfortunately, solidification and absolute defense are fundamentally different, which is where her advantage lies.

While the two were locked in a standoff, in the distance, Hinata Sakaguchi was waiting for an opportunity to provide support.

Seeing that her attention was drawn to Leon, she tensed her muscles and flashed to the front of the white ice dragon.

The sword blade gleamed with a cold light, and Absolute Cut was activated.

Then--

"Humph."

Seeing this, Bai Binglong snorted coldly; she hated people who interrupted the atmosphere the most.

With a casual wave of his hand, an overwhelming chill instantly spread out, transforming into a large white net that tightly enveloped Hinata Sakaguchi.

This is an ability she inherently possesses, extremely powerful, so much so that the seawater below was completely frozen as soon as it was released.

And it goes without saying how low the temperature is that can freeze seawater instantly.

Although Hinata Sakaguchi awakened, he was unable to withstand the low temperature with his physical body.

She instinctively dodged, and seeing this, Bai Binglong felt a surge of disdain:

"The loser shouldn't try to assert his presence. You can't even beat my sister, so what right do you have to lay a hand on me?"

"Although you are not my target, there is one thing I have always wanted to ask you."

Bai Binglong narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone icy.

"Kunoa, just how many ultimate skills do you possess?"