Chapter 352: Array, Rebirth

Ronan sat cross-legged beneath the serene blue beam of illuminated crystal light.

All around him, a spiritual force field as powerful as a star was slowly rotating, forming transparent wrinkle-like distortions in the air.

“A rustling–“

There were footsteps, accompanied by some slightly disordered and rapid breathing.

Soon, a voice sounded in Ronan’s ears.

“Owner..”

Ronan opened his eyes and saw Hathaway standing in front of him, respectfully handing him a space ring.

Ronan took the ring, took a quick look at it, then took out the monster corpse from the ring and threw the ring back to Hathaway.

The latter looked at him with expectant eyes, and seemed a little disappointed when he saw that Ronan had no other reaction.

But he quickly adjusted his mood, wiped the thin layer of sweat from his smooth forehead, turned around and walked into the darkness again.

When Hathaway’s figure completely disappeared in the darkness, Ronan opened his eyes again. He looked in the direction Hathaway left, moved his body, and followed silently.

During these few days, Hathaway often brought back a total of seven waves of monster corpses to Ronan, without stopping for a moment, and the quality of the monster corpses she brought back was higher and higher each time.

She is almost completely different from the “Hathaway” in Ronan’s impression. Ronan even feels a bit of “perseverance” in her?

If this change can be attributed to the powerful effect of the master-servant contract.

The question about Hathaway’s fighting ability really surprised Ronan.

–

She was a spoiled wizard “rich girl” who grew up in the deep sea under the protection of the fifth-level wizard Mrs. Mel. She led a dozen third-level elemental creatures and was able to fight for so long in the ancient waterway ruins full of dangers alone.

He even killed more than ten fourth-level monsters, including a late-stage fourth-level lizard monster whose strength was close to fifth-level, which even Ronan found difficult to deal with.

Apart from the slight loss of life force of the elements under her command, Hathaway herself was not injured, but her physical and mental strength were severely depleted.

With such a “beautiful” record, any level 4 wizard would probably deserve the title of “elite of the same level”!
“She is brave enough to sneak into the Lost Land alone. It seems that she has something to rely on.
Mrs. Merle should have given her a lot of means to protect herself.”

Ronan thought, moving silently like a bat through the thick darkness above the waterway.

Soon, he caught up with Hershey.

At this moment, Hathaway was engaged in a battle, and her opponent was a fat corpse demon with a strength of level five.

Even Ronan was seeing a fifth-level corpse demon for the first time. Its fat and huge body was more than four meters tall, and it stood on the ground like a gray-white mountain of rotten meat.

His whole body exuded an extremely strong smell of corruption, which was like some kind of cursed aura. Even if one was at a distance, one would inevitably be affected.

Hathaway seemed to be prepared for the situation. Her pretty face was tense, but she didn’t seem to be panicked.

She muttered something and waved the staff in her hand continuously, constantly summoning one water elemental life after another.

Her strength was much stronger than the one Ronan created for her using the Pool of Elements, reaching the fourth level. As soon as she appeared, under Hathaway’s command, she firmly “protected” the third-level water elements given by Ronan behind her.

Ronan finally understood why these not-so-strong water elements had such a low loss rate under Hathaway’s command. It turned out that they were a group of “young master soldiers” when fighting.

Ronan shook his head and continued reading.

A few fourth-level water elements alone cannot deal with a fifth-level corpse demon.

Hathaway doesn’t seem to realize this and continues to be “busy”.

At this moment, the fifth-level corpse demon opened its huge black and rotten mouth and violently spit out a jet of ink-black water towards Hathaway. In an instant, the whole space seemed to be filled with a fishy and corrupt stench. Under the influence of the invisible power, two weaker water elements exploded with a “bang”.

Ronan frowned, hesitating whether to make a move, but the next second he saw a scene that made him feel quite incredible –

“Om-“

A deep blue water shield with flowing light and strong magical fluctuations quickly rose in front of Hathaway, firmly blocking the water column spit out by the fifth-level corpse demon.

How did you do it? !

Ronan’s eyes focused, and he soon discovered that between Hathaway and the water elemental beings on the field, a series of golden and blue light paths connected, forming a mysterious and complex formation.

In this formation, Hathaway and all the water elements seemed to become a whole, with huge energy constantly transmitted in it, growing bigger and bigger like a snowball, and finally reaching a height that was enough to compete with the fifth level, and could explode at any node of the formation.
“Inheritance array?!”

Ronan showed a look of surprise. The principle of this formation was quite similar to the inherited formation that only fifth-level wizards were qualified to build, but it was countless times simpler and of course more flexible.

“Hathaway actually studies rune arrays, and seems to have made some great achievements.”

Rune arrays not only have the functions of defense and sealing, but can also be used to enhance the wizard’s own combat power. However, the use of the latter is much more complicated than the former two, and few wizards are proficient in it.

Ronan didn’t expect that Hathaway actually had this talent.

He looked down from above and watched Hathaway rely on the effect of the moving magic circle and the tactical coordination with a group of water elements to grind down the fifth-level corpse demon bit by bit.

After the battle, Ronan’s impression of Hathaway changed greatly, and he began to rethink the positioning of this maid with strong masochistic tendencies.

Originally, he signed the contract just to let Hathaway keep the secret and put an end to a trouble, but now it seems that she has other value to him.

After dealing with the fifth-level corpse demon, Hathaway used her staff as support, held her waist and stood there gasping for breath for a while.

Her face was pale and a few strands of golden hair were soaked with sweat, sticking wetly to her forehead.

In this battle, she was almost exhausted both mentally and physically. She suffered some minor injuries and even sprained one of her feet while dodging.

Hathaway took out a bunch of bottles and jars of medicine from the space ring, rummaged through them randomly, picked up a few empty crystal bottles, tilted her head back and poured a few drops into her mouth, and finally threw them on the ground in frustration.

She barely rested for a while, and finally propped herself up and limped towards the corpse of the fifth-level corpse demon.

Ronan watched Hathaway bending over, trying to suppress her nausea while picking up the scattered corpse parts with her bare hands. She was so nauseated by the stench that she couldn’t help vomiting several times.

I was frightened and screamed by the snow-white maggots that suddenly jumped out of the corpse demon’s belly.
He turned around expressionlessly, returned to his original position, closed his eyes and continued his meditation.

After a while, Hathaway limped back with the few remaining water elements. She looked a little “dirty”, but she took the initiative to hand the space ring to Ronan.

Ronan already knew that she had killed the fifth-level corpse demon. He glanced at the space ring and nodded lightly, saying, “Well done.”

Then give her a few bottles of healing and recovery potions.

Hathaway seemed to have completely immersed herself in the role of “servant”. She took the potion given by Ronan as if it were a treasure, thanked him happily, but did not drink it. Instead, she put it away carefully and looked at him expectantly.

After a moment of silence, Ronan slowly said, “As you wish.”

After saying this, he raised his hand slightly, and from under the sleeves of his robe, dozens of golden whips as thick as thumbs appeared out of titanium, and then he started whipping Hathaway all over her body.

Hathaway let out a muffled groan, then bit her lower lip tightly, a strange expression of pain and enjoyment appearing on her face.

Ronan suppressed the slight discomfort in his heart and kept the spell running.

After a while, Ronan suddenly stopped what he was doing, raised his hand, and pulled Hathaway to him.

“wrong.”

Ronan looked at Hathaway, whose face was flushed and “radiant”, and whispered in confusion and surprise: “How come your mental power is full again? Has your soul power also increased?”

Hathaway looked bewildered, still immersed in the afterglow of what had just happened, but she still murmured back, “I don’t know. I just discovered it these few days. Your gift has been of great help to me.
I feel like I am experiencing an unprecedented new life.”

Ronan slowly let go of Hathaway’s hand, thoughtfully.

Painful stimulation can indeed promote the growth of soul power, [Austerity Body Tempering] is the best example.

But it is rare for someone like Hathaway to have such an obvious effect.

This is indeed a wonderful “rebirth”.

The process is a little strange and indescribable.

In the lost land buried deep underground, there is no sunlight, no daytime, only heavy darkness forever.

On a relatively flat ruin, dozens of fourth-order elemental creatures were roaming around, faithfully performing their guard duties.

At the center of their patrol is a translucent space tent in the shape of an inverted bowl.

Separated by a thin space barrier, the inside and outside of the tent are like two different worlds.

Flowers, green plants, a wardrobe, a dressing table, a bathroom and a soft big bed, with soft lights shining from overhead, add a peaceful and warm atmosphere.

There was a faint aroma in the air, mixed with the smell of leftover food.

Ronan was sitting in a pink high-back chair, wiping the corners of his lips with a towel. He had just enjoyed a fairly delicious dinner.

“Owner.”

Hathaway walked up to him, slowly half-knelt down, and then looked at him eagerly with an expectant and pleading look.

Ronan succumbed to her gaze and raised his feet helplessly.

Hathaway held Ronan’s calves in her arms with joy on her face, placed them on her knees, and then gently beat them with her fists. Every time her pink fists landed, the corners of her eyes would bend uncontrollably, as if she was extremely satisfied.

Ronan looked at Hathaway like this, and the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but twitch slightly.

I’m afraid no one can associate this obedient, well-behaved and sensible woman with Hathaway of the Deep Sea School.

Sometimes Ronan felt that he was the one being “trained”—

He is being trained little by little by Hathaway to become a qualified “master”.

He could only keep comforting himself by saying, “This is the most suitable way of practice for her.”

I have to say that Hathaway’s soul power has indeed increased a lot over this period of time.

“Did Madam Mel teach you the art of magic?”

While “enjoying” Hathaway’s service, Ronan chatted with her casually.

Hathaway’s massage technique was clumsy, but her expression was extremely focused, as if making Ronan’s legs feel comfortable and relaxed was the most important thing in the world at the moment.

She heard Ronan’s question and shook her head.

“No, grandma is not interested in magic circles.
When I was a child, she forced me to stay in the attic for a period of time. Apart from daily meditation, I had only the books in the room to pass the time.

A lot of knowledge was accumulated at that time.

After I was freed, these things were gradually forgotten.”

(End of this chapter)