Ronald is contemplating how to deal with the demons flying wildly everywhere.

These creatures are numerous.

Unless they foolishly gather together, it’s very difficult to catch them all in one go.

Ronald even has the idea of leaving the battlefield directly, quietly waiting for these spell-summoned demons to dissipate on their own.

However, that’s not possible because the canyon fortress below still hides the other three casters of the [Nine Commandments Secret Meeting], including the holder of the Book of Interpretation.

The goal of this trip is right in front of him, and Ronald has no intention of letting it slip away.

Unexpectedly, something happens at this moment.

While pondering how to tackle these troubles, the demons took action first!

Right at the spot where the Nine Commandments Secret Meeting caster died.

A huge group of demons suddenly lunged at his corpse, before the body was completely buried under the pitch-black demons, Ronald could still see the savage motion of them tearing into the body.

It all happened in just two or three seconds.

A huge sphere formed in the air made up of gathered demons, with faint sounds of tearing and friction that would make one’s teeth ache.

"Tsk—"

Ronald made a sound of disgust, immediately sprinting towards the gathering demons.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when they were massively congregating, the longsword filled with Sun Power slashed through the air like a burning meteor.

"Roar——!!!"

The naturally countering Sun Power arrives, causing the demons in the air to howl in pain, and the dark figures gathered together scattered around like exploding fireworks.

Ronald attacked without holding back.

With one sword, nearly one-fifth of the demons were slain.

Even the bravest fighter couldn’t choose to stay put against such a stark difference in strength.

Once the firelight dispersed, the sky in front of Ronald cleared up completely.

Besides the faint scent of blood remaining in the air, the holder of the original text who was still fighting him has completely vanished.

His corpse was gnawed clean by the gathered demons.

Not even a scrap of his sturdy battle equipment remained.

"Devour the master...?"

Faced with this scene, Ronald’s expression turned serious.

On one hand, he felt a bit of pity for the enemy’s utterly destroyed fate.

But what concerned him more was the whereabouts of the enemy’s original text.

Usually, when the holder of the original text dies, the original text naturally appears at the place of their demise.

Ronald is quite familiar with this process.

However, at this moment the empty scene suggests that the original text belonging to the enemy has disappeared without a trace.

Reviewing the whole battle process.

Those who had the opportunity to take this item away were only the demons that gnawed the corpse, and then flew away.

"Smart to such a degree?"

Ronald sighs with emotion, while his eyes begin to track the escaping demons.

Yet such an action feels like a drop in the ocean.

Even though Ronald has slain quite a few demons with one sword, the quantity of those flying wildly in the air hasn’t reduced much.

Distinguishing which of them carries the original text...

Trying to find the target under the deliberate hiding of these intelligent demons is nearly impossible!

Ronald unconsciously recalls the Greed Original Sin he just used.

If this spell could be used twice.

Then, he could now immediately cast a spell to track the target, finding the original text within this massive number of demons.

Unfortunately, he already used this spell to discover the enemy’s ability system.

Facing this predicament now, Ronald can only remain in the realm of thinking.

"..."

In the silence.

Ronald waved his hand, dispersing the hellish black mist floating in the air.

The human enemy is already dead; what’s left are those who are not restrained by hell fog, demons.

In other words, the fog will only block sunlight, becoming an obstacle to Ronald’s vision.

So naturally, it’s the first thing to be removed.

Meanwhile, the flying demons don’t care about Ronald’s reaction.

As they continue to fly rapidly, their gazes gather upon Ronald.

Evil and brutal aura transmitted through their sight.

Boom——

Suddenly, a thunder explodes from the sky.

Just ahead to the left of Ronald’s position, a windstorm wrapped in lightning suddenly appears, striking at him with the speed of lightning!

What the hell is this?!

Ronald is simultaneously surprised and angry, being a caster able to manipulate thunder himself, he naturally understands the threat of such an attack.

In the nick of time, Ronald dares not be complacent.

He directly unleashes Human Boundary Protection upon himself, allowing the strong wind and thunder to pass through him and ultimately disappear in the distant sky accompanied by a roar.

"..."

Standing in mid-air, Ronald somewhat blankly blinked.

Everything that just happened took place in a flash, yet among them, the risk was the highest moment of the entire battle.

The moment when thunder and strong wind jointly attacked, even with the dual support of Guardian Angel and Sloth Original Sin, under such a forceful assault, Ronald would at least suffer severe injuries.

The source of magic power for this insidious and swift spell is...

Turning his head, Ronald sees only a group of flying pitch-black demons in sight. But different from the previous cold cunning, Ronald sees a hint of mischief towards the enemy on these fast-moving demons.

It’s these bastards!

"The greatest increase in labor productivity, and the greater dexterity, skill, and judgment displayed in its exercise, seems to be the result of division of labor..."

Ronald’s gaze tightens, yet his actual movements are quicker.

The Invisible Hand spell is quickly chanted, its purpose this time being only one.

——Stop these demons.

The spell takes effect immediately.

The demons flying in the air encounter an invisible wall, colliding with it as if disoriented, dropping down like raindrops.

Among these demons, one reacts particularly quickly.

As soon as its companion hits the invisible wall, it halts the advancing movement, then turns and flees in another direction, attempting to merge into another hovering group of demons.

"Don’t even think about escaping!"

Ronald immediately flies towards it.

Simultaneously using a spell to pull the demon towards himself.

But as the distance rapidly closes between the two, Ronald notices that despite being cornered, the demon’s eyes don’t show despair, instead emitting a slyness of a successful trick.

How could a creature with intelligence show this kind of expression in despair?

Ronald instantly realizes something isn’t right.

He turns his head to look around.

Immediately discovering that the scattered flying demons have faintly formed a massive array pattern!

Was this all a trap?