Chương 340: Now, the Real Worry Is Striking Too Hard…

Once, when Renjiro's Level was only Lv.2, before awakening the Ten Rings of the Human King skill, he nearly had all his mana drained by a brief, slightly serious effort from Zhongli. He almost went black-eyed and instantly entered a state of mental exhaustion.

He had carefully calculated it…

Roughly speaking, the mana required for a single Archon to remain manifested for one hour was identical to the reserve scale of his own mana at the end stage, back when his Favor Level was Lv.1—specifically, when the Magic attribute of his Base Abilities reached the s-999 maximum value.

So, setting aside deviations caused by mental recovery…

At the current stage, the ten pure black Mithril rings with golden cracks—the magic reserves provided by the Ten Rings of the Human King—were enough to sustain a single Archon's manifestation for up to twenty days.

Quick calculation…

999 × 20 × 24 = 479,520

Nearly 480,000 units of mana in total.

What does this mean?

Consider this:

(1+2+4+8+16+32+64+128+256) × 999 = 510,489

Even the magic maximum of Favor Lv.9 barely exceeds 510,000.

Renjiro, currently only Lv.3, hadn't even factored in the individual mana values of each Archon. Yet his mana reserves were already approaching the maximum of an Lv.9 adventurer.

Such absurdly large mana reserves… in the memory of Rivellia, the so-called strongest urban mage, only one person had ever possessed them:

Rivira Santilini

The tyrannical empress could freely unleash magic, continuously bombarding an area for three days and nights without issue.

Granted, her prowess also relied on development ability and skill enhancements, but…

"Times have changed, times have truly changed!"

Renjiro's face broke into a mischievous grin.

Meanwhile, on the battlefield of the 49th floor…

"Here comes the wind~"

First, Zhognli sent a Heaven's Star crashing down, freezing all monsters in place.

Then, Renjiro remotely controlled the general puppet, slicing away most of the threats with a single strike.

Now, even the typically lazy Wind God had summoned a tornado brimming with countless wind blades, clearing out the surrounding clusters of beasts.

Meanwhile, Paimon took the opportunity to gather all loot—magic stones—and stored them in her bag, supplementing the mana reserves Renjiro would inevitably use later.

"The stage is set."

Renjiro's eyes narrowed. "everyone, prepare to push your limits."

"I'll join in too."

The Demi Spirit could be petrified by Zhongli and cut down by Xiao… does that make them weak?

Of course not!

These were floor masters with a potential ability of at least Lv.8, super-enhanced mutants.

They just happened to encounter an even stronger, otherworldly god.

In other words, without facing a God-class adversary, they were explosively powerful.

Terrifyingly so.

The dungeon's 49th floor, once resembling a desert, had become just like the lower-level Dragon's Vase, thanks to the chaotic divine power of a certain idiot Wine God.

Lava everywhere. Scorching heat. And… that pitch-black aberrant monster.

Nearby, the Three Gods circled in formation, while reinforcements entered the battlefield: the Eight Heroes, several Archons outside the "Seven Archons of Teyvat," the Twin Stars, and Renjiro himself.

Yes, he wouldn't miss this chance to test himself. He even wanted to see if the Demi Spirit could become his next "feat."

"Probably won't work," he thought.

After all, he had confirmed before that shortcutting by binding one's own hands and then challenging a reduced-difficulty extreme didn't work.

Falna couldn't be cheated in this way.

Still, he had to try.

Even if the Demi Spirit couldn't raise his Favor to Lv.4, they would still provide excellent training.

After over a month of growth, Renjiro's Magic attribute had only just reached the maximum of his current Favor Level (Lv.3) at s-999.

The other four major attributes had naturally risen as much as they could before leveling. He didn't mind the extra growth.

With that in mind…

"BOOM~"

Without the Three Gods intervening, the Demi Spirit unleashed their full combat power.

In melee, the Black Balors were massive, even more so than Udeos.

While the Skeletal Monster only revealed its upper half above the ground like Goliath was fully manifested.

Despite their size, their attack and movement speeds were high.

If they were left unchecked, their sheer physical might alone could be a moving disaster.

Adventurers attacking them could only focus on dodging.

Otherwise, they risked being trampled or crushed by flying debris.

["Arise, flames. Rage, rage, rage. Vortex of fire. The crimson wall. Primordial Flame's roar. May the ardor of the gale plunge the world into grief and misery….."]

["The sky shall burn. The earth shall ignite. The seas shall boil. The fonts shall churn. The mountains shall erupt. All life shall turn to ash…"]

["May the lives of the great ones serve as atonement for the coming choler and grief.…"]

No one could interrupt the Demi Spirit parasitic clone now, and her chanting speed accelerated dramatically, almost like hitting fast-forward in a movie.

Renjiro envied this rapper-like eloquence.

Most of the magic he could use required extremely long incantations—slow "cast bars".

Even though he was learning parallel chanting, it was still cumbersome in battle.

But this Demi Spirit clone…

[Your envoy beseeches you, Salamander. Incarnate of fire. Queen of flame—]

What would normally take tens of seconds to chant, she completed in just ten.

The time required for the incantation was cut by several times.

Then…

[Firestorm!!!]

The spell's name served as the trigger.

A massive magic circle ignited beside the Black Balor, and an intense, scorching flame erupted instantly from its center.

Its coverage exceeded even the Great Fireball of a certain ninja dance king.

"Sss~"

Ottar and the others, having been forced back, immediately realized something was wrong. During the brief chanting, they retreated to Renjiro.

The Archons either withdrew their manifestation or used Teleport Anchors to escape.

Silly mortals—they could just be summoned again by Renjiro, Aether, or Lumine later.

This was all part of the prearranged strategy.

everyone coordinated flawlessly.

Against such powerful enemies, underestimating them could easily result in disaster.

At that moment, the Demi Spirit clone froze in shock. Her Firestorm was absorbed cleanly by a certain someone raising his hands.

"Perfect… just replenished a bit of my previously spent mana."

No arguments here.

The Ten Rings of the Human King skill was truly that useful.