"This is just one node in a large array..."

Ending his perception of the ritual in front of him, Ronald slowly stood up.

The cultist magicians of Waterfall City clearly understood the significance of what they were doing, which is why they took special measures to conceal the magic fluctuations emitted by the array within the ritual from normal people.

This ancient force of cultist magicians has accumulated quite a bit of skill in the mystic side of spell-casting.

So under their vehement concealment.

Even Ronald, as an original tome holder, could only perceive it under close conditions.

As for standing on the streets of Waterfall City...

Even the most skilled casters in reconnaissance might not detect the network of arrays buried underground.

In order to achieve the final goal of this plan, this group of cultists spared no expense.

"Is Ronald in bad shape?" At this time, Phil asked from the side.

Although the child couldn't perceive the magic fluctuations, she had already sensed the danger from Ronald's repeatedly changing expressions.

"Yes, the situation is very bad." Ronald nodded lightly, and then explained to Phil beside him, "These cultists have prepared an array in the city to summon an external existence to arrive here. Now it seems that the array was deployed last night after nightfall and proceeded especially smoothly taking advantage of the war in Waterfall City. So even if I destroy this single node now, it may not stop the continuation of the entire ritual."

"..."

Ronald explained the situation concisely, and Phil immediately understood the difficulty of the matter.

However, the little girl remained very calm, and after a moment of contemplation, she had an idea:

"Then what if we destroy more nodes of this ritual?"

Ronald regrettably shook his head:

"Not very possible."

"These guys have done very thorough work in concealment measures, even if acting without restriction next, it would still be difficult to find and destroy a sufficient number of nodes."

After answering Phil's suggestion, Ronald also had a thought in mind.

So he turned around and went to the basement to walk out:

"Phil, let's go up first."

"Okay."

Returning to the surface, Ronald immediately walked toward the direction where they came from.

He dealt with the cultists at this secret stronghold with utter devastation-level of cleansing.

The entire process took less than a quarter of an hour.

So by the time he returned to the surface, the time of death of the cultist small leader didn't exceed twenty minutes!

Ronald chanted a spell aimed at a piece of charred remains on the ground:

"From the starting point of the relationship between the entire earth and sky, we will begin to construct our cognition..."

With the incantation chanted.

A miraculous scene emerged before the two—spell [Precession].

Ronald had once experienced a time reversal, but that was the world rule itself making a self-correction.

If compared to the situation before, the corpse remnants of this cultist leader should gradually gather, and the substance turned to ashes by the [Sun Glory Power] starts to reverse burning steps like a roll of slide film played backward.

But the spell [Precession] works differently.

As soon as the spell was activated, the charred body on the ground suddenly disappeared.

Then—the cultist's originally intact body suddenly reappeared on the ground.

This process fundamentally wasn't like a time reversal.

Instead, it seemed like a frame from a reel of film was cut out, and then replaced with another frame from twenty minutes earlier.

Meanwhile.

This violent time retrospection wasn't complete.

Because the spell [Precession] locked the extent of time retrospection, even Ronald as the caster couldn't adjust it.

It was precisely twenty minutes and twenty-four seconds with no deviation whatsoever.

Thus after experiencing such a miracle, when cultist regained consciousness on the ground, he was completely unaware of everything around him, even looking a bit dazed at Ronald and Phil's figure.

"Uh..."

This was entirely the cultist from twenty minutes ago, so he didn't even have the memory of battling Ronald.

For this guy who regained life, he was supervising his subordinate's ritual maintenance in the basement a second ago, but the next second, he suddenly found himself lying on the burning street outside.

"You...Mr. Ronald?"

"Ugh!"

The cultist somewhat dazed recognized Ronald's identity in front of him.

However, as he continued to do something, Ronald immediately cast a spell to completely suppress all his actions.

At this time, Ronald took out a small bottle from his clothes.

During a previous brief interrogation, he had already confirmed that this cultist had a resilient spirit, relying solely on spells to interrogate the truth would only fail.

So this time.

He could only use the magic potion left by Heloise again.

Ronald looked at the small bottle in his hand with some regret, but finally unhesitatingly pried open the cultist's mouth and poured a quarter of it into him. Moreover, to be safe, he continued to cast spells on the cultist to ensure the accuracy of the interrogation.

"How large is the area of the ritual you have prepared?"

"The entire district."

"How many key nodes are there in the array to summon the great existence?"

"The quantity is large, but the precise number is only known by Lady Șesta."

"..."

Only Șesta knew.

Though expected, hearing this answer still made Ronald feel somewhat troublesome.

"Do you know where Șesta is right now?"

The cultist immediately provided a very reasonable answer:

"Miss is presiding over the core of the entire array."

"..."

This answer is what Ronald was planning to do now.

Directly head to the source to terminate the ritual is the plan since removing nodes one by one is not quite feasible. An array used to summon an external entity into this world must uphold the principle of a summoning array and have a core location for this solicitation.

As long as this place is found and destroyed, everything will be perfectly settled today.

Faced with tonight's rare good news, Ronald immediately pursued the question:

"So, where is this core located?"

The cultist spit out a brief and frustrating answer:

"I don't know."

"..."

Ronald raised his eyebrow, nearly unable to suppress cursing.

He was just thinking there was good news, but the very next second he gets this result.

Knowing there's a core but not knowing its precise location.

A vast Waterfall City, and currently in the midst of war, can't expect Ronald to go door to door to investigate, right?

If he had such leisure.

By the time Ronald finds the destination, the other side might have successfully summoned that so-called great existence!

Ronald's suppressed anger and dissatisfaction, but beside him, Phil stepped up cautiously to ask the cultist a question:

"Do you know the general range of the ritual?"

Controlled by the magic potion, the cultist didn't discriminate the object of inquiry, and immediately nodded to Phil:

"I know."

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