As the Transformerâs words fell, a faint, almost imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of Ronâs mouth.
Even at a disadvantage, his gaze remained as steadfast as ever, showing no hint of panic.
"Youâve copied my abilities."
Ron slowly straightened up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "But there are things you can never copy."
The Transformer sneered, "Blustering when disaster strikes? Youâve exhausted everything, what trump card do you have left that I donât know about?"
"This."
Ron quickly drew a silver pocket watch from his chest and pressed a mechanism under the Transformerâs astonished gaze.
The black gem at the center of the pocket watch instantly lit up, and an unusual energy fluctuation spread out, enveloping Ronâs entire body.
[Consume Energy-3, Reset Current Injuries]
In an instant, the injuries on Ronâs body vanished as if time had rewound, and his aura restored to its peak state before the battle.
A sharp gleam flashed in his eyes, transforming his entire demeanor.
"The Time Guardianâs pocket watch, stolen by that damned goblin while I was asleep. So it ended up in your hands..."
The Transformer exclaimed, showing surprise for the first time in its voice: "And youâve already managed to preliminarily activate it!"
Before the opponent could react, Ron suddenly launched an offensive.
His sword technique became even more fierce, with each strike faster by half and heavier by three parts than before.
The Transformer was forced to retreat repeatedly, and the surprise on its face gradually turned into seriousness.
"I see, the pocket watch reset your state. I studied it for years and still..."
Ron ignored him, flipping his left hand to draw a light red potion from his pouch and drank it down in one gulp.
As the potion went down his throat, his eyes grew brighter, his muscle lines became more defined, and his entire reaction speed and strength increased significantly.
"Enhancing Potion?"
The Transformerâs expression changed slightly, trying to retrieve a potion from its own body, only to find it could only mimic Ronâs actions, but not his tools.
It could barely simulate an ironwood sword, let alone the ability to directly simulate magic potions and alchemy materials; otherwise, it wouldnât be a Transformer but a "Creator."
"You can only copy the abilities I show, but you canât replicate my tools. Moreover, it requires time for you to prepare to replicate my state again, and I wonât give you that chance!"
Ron sneered coldly, his ironwood sword drawing an arc straight for the Transformerâs throat.
The Transformer narrowly dodged but saw that Ronâs other hand had already thrown two alchemy flash bombs.
The flash bombs exploded in mid-air, releasing blinding light and deafening blasts.
The Transformer, having copied Ronâs form and abilities, allowed its senses to operate accordingly.
The bright light and loud noise temporarily disoriented it, its form staggering slightly.
Ron seized this fleeting opportunity, charging forward like an arrow, thrusting the ironwood sword in his right hand straight at the Transformerâs heart;
At the same time, his left hand suddenly opened, a golden-red ring of brilliance gathering in his palm, expanding instantly.
"Ring of Brilliance!"
Though the Transformerâs vision was impaired, an instinctual sense of danger barely allowed it to dodge a fatal thrust, but it couldnât completely avoid the subsequent Ring of Brilliance.
The golden-red ring pierced through its body, burning its insides with intense heat while producing a powerful blinding effect.
"Ah!" The Transformer let out a shrill scream, its bodyâs surface began to undulate unstably, partially displaying liquid metal traits.
Ron didnât give the opponent a chance to catch its breath and retrieved the last potion from his pouchâ"Shadow Peak," his strongest prepared auxiliary potion for this encounter.
As the potion went down his throat, his figure blurred dramatically, his speed reaching an inconceivable level.
The Transformer hadnât fully recovered from the previous attack when it felt a barrage of sword light assailing it.
Ronâs figure was like a phantom, attacking simultaneously from all directions, each strike as fast as lightning, precisely hitting its key points.
"Sound Wave Vibration!"
Ron suddenly halted, thrusting his hand forward, an invisible sound wave energy directly hitting the Transformer.
This time, he harnessed nearly all of his remaining magic power, elevating the sound wave vibration to unprecedented heights.
The Transformerâs body twisted and deformed under the sound wave shock, its silver liquid surface boiling like never before.
Its body abruptly expanded, forming a massive silver sphere, which then exploded, transforming into numerous liquid metal fragments scattering in all directions.
These fragments, as if alive, changed direction in mid-air, assaulting Ron from all angles.
Ron quickly unfolded a defense, but a few drops of metallic liquid penetrated his defenses, landing on his skin, immediately igniting excruciating pain.
He gritted his teeth, enduring the pain while searching for the Transformerâs main body.
ââRing of Brilliance!
The golden-red ring radiated with unprecedented speed and power, directly piercing through the Transformerâs body.
The intense heat charred every part of it, with energy rippling from within, tearing its silver liquid body into countless fragments.
The Transformer let out a final cry of indignation, its body completely collapsing, dispersing into a pool of silver liquid on the ground, never to coalesce again.
Ron was panting heavily, his entire body drenched in sweat.
He looked at the pool of unmoving silver liquid on the ground, cautiously prodding it with the tip of his sword, confirming the Transformer had lost its vitality.
"Looks like I won." He said calmly, his voice devoid of any pride, holding only profound exhaustion.