Wizard Bloodline

"Although Damien's bloodline is also very powerful, it is only pure power.

When facing the man from Molten Crystal Lake, I have a strong feeling of inferiority from the bottom of my soul.

This feeling has never been felt before when facing Damien."

Clemens didn't know whether Derby could understand this explanation. In fact, even he himself could not accurately describe the subtle difference.

This difference is like the different mentalities and feelings of a secular civilian when facing a warrior who is stronger than himself and a nobleman who is more noble than himself.

Clemens concluded that Ronan's bloodline might not be as good as the young man with orange-gold eyes.

"Is Damien not as good as him?"

Derby whispered, and suddenly looked up at the water screen projection in front of him, and said with some worry: "But this guy seems to have set his sights on Damien, and he seems to be eager to meet Damien in the arena.

I heard that his name is Igor, and he is the brother of the strongest man of this generation in Molten Crystal Lake. The two have the same blood."

"Although this guy has a strong bloodline, Damien's strength is not bad. In addition, with the blessing of the magic tool set, even if he faces him, he may not be without a fight. Huh?!"

Clemens was talking softly, and suddenly felt the slight uproar around him, and Derby's sudden pause beside him, and subconsciously looked at the spell projection.

When he saw the scene on the field, Clemens' eyes were immediately stunned, and a look of incomprehension appeared on his face, and his brows were deeply furrowed.

"What kind of rule is this?"

He subconsciously turned his head to look at the sky on one side, and saw the silhouette of the third magic ring master Caroni. After seeing the sudden change on the screen, his face seemed to be rapidly gloomy.

Among the three-level wizards leading the four wizard forces, only the bald wizard of Molten Crystal Lake gradually smiled.

"Shua——"

A silver-white slender beam of light suddenly penetrated the light shield of the rune array and fell on Ronan.

Ronan, who was subconsciously touching the blue diamond earring on his left ear and trying to summon the [Winter Homeland] magic tool set, suddenly found that the ability of the earring was forcibly sealed by a powerful forbidden force, and he could not summon it at all.

Not only that, all the other magic tools and equipment he wore on his body could not be used.

Of course, this ban was not only aimed at him.

The second-level wizard of the Thorn Palace standing opposite him, and the wizards on other platforms who were preparing to start fighting, were also affected by this forbidden force.

Everyone's magic tools cannot be used, and they can only rely on their own strength.

This seems to be a new rule added in the second round of inheritance selection.

After a brief moment of surprise and silence, the tranquility on the field was broken by the laughter of a "madman" from Molten Crystal Lake on a platform.

The roaring flames rose, bursts of spells burst out, and the second round of inheritance selection was officially kicked off with the opponent's roar of shock and anger.

As Ronan's opponent, the second-level wizard of the Thorn Palace had the qualities of a top elite. He quickly adjusted his state and launched an attack on Ronan at the first time.

"【Earth Spike Ball!"

He recited a long spell and raised his hand to sprinkle a large area of ​​dense black spots on Ronan.

When the black spots approached, Ronan could see clearly that it looked like the seeds of some plants.

As soon as the seeds fell to the ground, large patches of strange vine-like plants quickly grew on the smooth mirror-like ground.

These magic plants twisted into a ball after they grew up, and the pure black branches were covered with long black spikes. Once they were formed, they rolled quickly in all directions like a "wind rolling ball".

Each spike ball released strong and extremely unstable energy fluctuations. Although it exuded a metallic and solid luster, it seemed that it would explode directly at any time when it touched something.

Facing this overwhelming web of spike balls, Ronan had a blank expression on his face, took a half step back, and then stretched his hands to both sides, making an arm-stretching motion

One after another, ice spells appeared silently around him, and the restrained spell fluctuations caused the void and light around him to collapse.

At this moment, Ronan seemed to have turned into an invisible black hole, absorbing all the light, heat, and air around him.

Just when this contraction and collapse developed to a certain extreme.

"Boom!"

The terrible cold current spread out, and deep blue beams of light bloomed from Ronan's body.

Ronan was bathed in brilliant blue light, three extraordinary domains overlapped and surrounded him, his white hair was flying, and a desperate and cold breath was gushing out from under his robe.

He took a step forward, and the spikes that swam around him froze immediately, covered with layers of frost, and hung in every corner of the air like huge black ice balls.

"Tundra, frozen earth"

"My country!"

Ronan walked forward step by step, speaking calmly.

The sound was like the whistle of the winter wind across the snowfield, and it was like the distant cry of the frost demon in the snowy night.

Second-level ice spell - [Cold Voice].

Ice spikes like ice crystal thorns, and fist-sized ice and snow vortexes, followed Ronan's footsteps and frantically emerged from the ground and the void, and in an instant they covered the entire mirror platform.

The ground spike balls that had previously occupied the platform were all frozen at this moment. Although they exploded one after another under the control of the second-level wizard of the Thorn Palace, the power generated by the explosions was soon covered and concealed by layers of accumulated ice and snow.

The [Home of Winter] magic tool set was banned, the "Allis Ice Ring Necklace" could not be activated, and the ice staff and other magic tools that could be used to amplify ice magic could not be used. Ronan felt a slight sense of loss that the "son of the version" was "severely weakened".

However.

Under the blessing of the [Mirror Light] talisman, the pseudo "six magic domains superposition" and the extreme cold field of "eighteen magic anchor points" are still powerful.

In addition, after a purification, the quality of the mental power far exceeds that of his peers, and the traces of the ancient frost hydra blood in his body have an invisible amplification for ice magic. He still has the capital to "nakedly" confront the late second level!

Even the two second-level metals that are only used as spell casting media and are not serious magic tools - nightmare tungsten steel and Neman metal, can still be used.

Ronan's means as a second-level metal wizard have not been affected at all.

Just as Ronan was about to advance his domain, two kinds of silver-white metal flowed to his palms, and were about to condense into a weapon.

A calm voice came from the snowstorm ahead.

"I give up."

"Uh"

Ronan was stunned.

Through the snowstorm, he saw the second-level Thorn Palace wizard, who was his opponent, calmly say the words of surrender, and then turn around and walk towards the edge of the platform. However, the back figure wrapped in the snowstorm... had a somewhat indescribable sense of unwillingness and desolation.

Ronan suddenly realized that everyone's magic tools and equipment were sealed, even including space storage items.

Many powerful plant spells need to rely on media, and most of the seeds used by plant wizards to cast spells are carried with them in storage items. This sealing is like pinching half of their lives.

The Thorn Palace wizard who fought with him, the seeds of the earth thorn ball that he just used to cast a spell... Maybe it was the only fighting method he had left.

Ronan realized that he was not the one who was weakened the most by the "version".

His opponent was.

The battle on Ronan's side had just ended, and the opponent wizard had not even completely stepped off the stage. Suddenly

"Boom!"

A huge pillar of fire suddenly descended, and the red edge with a little orange-gold flame instantly engulfed the entire platform.

The rune array fluctuated violently, and the power of the flame was completely blocked outside the array. The scorching breath slightly penetrated in.

In the center of the platform covered by the flames, Ronan pressed his right hand tightly against his heart, and he gasped heavily.

"Hu-hu-"

He took a long breath, as if trying to control something.

No one saw it.

Under Ronan's lowered eyelids, a pair of originally blue eyes gradually turned faintly scarlet, and the pupil in the middle tended to stretch and stand upright.

In the scattered white hair, some dark blue snake-like lines on the edges of the cheeks and neck quickly appeared, and then disappeared little by little.

A trace of violent, evil, cruel, and domineering aura permeated from his body like invisible smoke, and rolled restlessly like magma flowing under a thick layer of ice.

Finally.

As the flames of isolation around him subsided, Ronan's abnormality gradually calmed down.

He slowly put down his hand pressing on his chest and raised his head. In his deep eyes, he reflected a figure as arrogant and flamboyant as a flame on another platform not far away.

The young man with orange-gold eyes was facing him, with his mouth corners raised, revealing white teeth, as if he was silently declaring and warning him something.

At this time, the mirror platform he was on began to approach and merge with another platform, eventually forming a higher and larger platform.

A black-robed wizard with a pale face, a sinister temperament, and a double-tailed scorpion tattoo on his left cheek stood in front of him.

"【Evil Poison Carnival】!"

This wizard from the Black Nightmare Swamp didn't say a word, and summoned the spell immediately, and the powerful power of the domain of law penetrated his body.

Immediately afterwards, an endless swarm of black insects flew out from under his robe, buzzing like an endless thick cloud, spreading darkly.

Ronan seemed unaware of this scene, and the figure of the young man before was still lingering in his mind.

Seeing the terrible magic insect swarm getting closer and closer, it would soon drown him.

Ronan closed his eyes, then opened them again, and his face finally returned to complete calm.

He looked up, facing the magic insect swarm in front of him, and stretched out his hand to make a horizontal gesture.

This stroke seemed to directly draw a long invisible hole in the void, and endless mysterious energy leaked out from the hole.

Immediately afterwards, two mysterious and beautiful seven-color quiet rivers appeared out of thin air in the field.

One above and one below, approaching each other, merging into one, forming a more magnificent and mighty rainbow stream.

"A domain resonance, [Spirit's Seven-Colored River]!"

"[Mirror Light], double torrent!"

Ronan pointed out, and the seven-color rainbow flow rushed forward, silently engulfing everything.

"The fourth domain power and the domain power close to the second resonance realm!"

Outside the secret realm, the green-robed female wizard of the Thorn Palace, who was still "complaining" that the "new rules" of inheritance selection were unfair to plant wizards, showed an unexpected and surprised expression on her face the next second, and tried to cover her mouth.

Caroni, who was right next to her, also quietly took a half step forward at almost the same time, as if he wanted to see the picture presented on the spell projection more clearly.

The two looked at the same picture quietly for a long time, and finally, the silence was broken again by the green-robed female wizard.

"How much resources and energy has Aqido invested in his illegitimate child?"

She turned her head to look at Caroni beside her, blinked and said, "Is he going to train him to be the second Orian?"

Caroni's eyes twitched slightly, and after a moment of hesitation, he replied, "Aqido said that he is not his offspring."

"Of course, it is impossible to admit such a thing now."

The green-robed witch waved her hand indifferently, "Just wait and see, when the reputation of this kid's genius spreads and reaches or approaches the level of your French Ring Orian, he will definitely run to you with a shameless face to show off."

"."

Caroni was speechless.

Suddenly, the green-robed witch threw a few things to him, and Caroni subconsciously caught them.

After checking, there was a little relaxation and joy in his eyes.

"Thank you."

The green-robed female wizard shook her head, "I just accept the loss. This messy duel rule is too unfriendly to us plant wizards."

Caroni put the things back into the space ring and was considering whether to comfort the other party. At this time, the green-robed female wizard took the initiative to say to him: "Don't be too happy too early."

"Hmm?"

"In the last game, there is only this kid and the monster in the Molten Crystal Lake."

The green-robed female wizard narrowed her eyes, glanced in a certain direction, and said lightly He said: "The magic tools are banned. Without the blessing of the magic tool set, even if he has the magic domain means close to the second stage of resonance, the probability that this kid can defeat the opponent is very low.

And don't forget that the people of the Molten Crystal Lake family are all monsters who do things without regard for the consequences.

He just happened to target the son of Aqido who majored in ice magic. If this kid is beaten inside, do you think Aqido will come to fight you?"

"Uh"

Caroni's expression froze slightly when he heard this.

He subconsciously turned his head to look in one direction, and ended up meeting a meaningful look from the bald wizard of Molten Crystal Lake. The latter quickly turned his face away, and Caroni's face.. But then quickly condensed.

"Ka Ka--"

In the secret space, the last two mirror platforms suspended in the air gradually rose and slowly moved towards one place, as if they were about to merge together.

There were two figures standing at both ends of the platform.

A young man in a red robe, with a perverse and evil smile on his face, seemed to be trembling slightly, and his naturally drooping hands were also shaking.

But only those who are familiar with the young man know that this is not because of fear or nervousness, but a strong expectation, and the expression of excitement to the point of trembling.

Madman.

Igor.

As the inheritance selection has been going on, the identity of the young man has gradually spread.

The opponent is not an unknown person. On the contrary, he comes from a famous and famous family in Molten Crystal Lake. The blood of inheritance flowing in this family almost supports a small part of the reputation of Molten Crystal Lake in the extreme south!

And the last person who inherited this bloodline... is still at the top of the young generation of wizard geniuses in Molten Crystal Lake.

Compared with Igor, his opponent seems a little more ordinary.

A little-known genius boy from the Magic Ring.

Although he is also a talented monster, the ability he has shown along the way has constantly refreshed the upper limit of others' cognition of his talent and strength.

But how can such a genius in the ordinary sense be compared with a "madman" who has blood and cannot be measured by common sense? Moreover, there is a significant gap between the two in spiritual power cultivation.

Under the rule that the magic tools and equipment cannot be used, this battle is tailor-made for Yigor who relies purely on blood!

"Buzz--"

Finally, the two platforms officially merged together and turned into a new and larger platform. Yigor, who stood at one end of the platform, trembled to an exaggerated degree.

His shoulders shrugged one after another, and with a smile that seemed a little neurotic, the whole person continued to release a stream of hot breath with a hint of madness.

"Finally. I have waited for this battle."

Yigor said softly and began to move forward.

Every time he took a step forward, some red-gold light floated out of his body, and the light turned into flames, flowing out like water.

Then it climbed up step by step, as if it was made of pure flames to form walls, towers, and waves. The flames grew more and more, climbing higher and higher. The red-gold color spread in all directions, quickly covering the entire platform. The temperature on the platform was getting higher and higher, and large areas of air were distorted by the heat. This red and distortion continued to extend forward...

Even through a layer of spell projection, many wizards watching outside the secret realm could feel the terrifying power contained in this majestic flame, and their eyes could not help but move.

"You hide very well."

Igor, who was almost wrapped in orange and gold, sniffed and looked at the boy in front of him who had been lowering his head since he stepped on the stage, covering his heart with one hand, and did not move. He smiled evilly: "But I still smelled it... the smell of the disgusting frost bloodline...

I really can't help but want to vomit if I smell it for one more second!!"

Igor spoke softly at first, but suddenly the expression on his face became hideous and crazy.

He pounced fiercely at the young man in front of him, and the countless flames burning behind and around him became extremely violent and crazy almost at the same time!

In an instant, the scene was as if there was an ancient fire demon in a rage, silently opening its bloody mouth, about to swallow the thin and pitiful boy in front of it.

But at this moment.

"Boom!"

The thin figure in the mouth of the "fire demon" suddenly disappeared, followed by a terrifying force that could not be described in words, like a comet, suddenly penetrating the entire platform.

Igor, who was maintaining a hideous and crazy posture, did not even react. He was suddenly grabbed by a certain force and pushed back, forcibly splitting a vacuum fire path in the red-gold fire wave that spread throughout the venue, and finally. Pressed hard on the rune array light shield at one end of the platform!

An ancient, evil, noble, and domineering aura spread out, and in just a blink of an eye, it suppressed and extinguished the endless flames on the platform.

The ancient frost descended from the sky, and the red and scorching platform went from the hot summer to the desperate winter in just a moment.

In this snowstorm that seemed to be filled from ancient times, a charming and slender figure stood upright in the air.

Dark blue waist-length hair was raised high behind him, and snake-scale-like patterns were all over his body

Ronan pinched Igor's neck with one hand and pressed him against the high wall of the void. His scarlet and strange eyes were close to Igor's cheek, looking directly into Igor's eyes, and he made a hoarse voice that could no longer suppress his violent and manic voice.

"What grade of bloodline are you?"

"How dare you provoke me again and again like this?!"

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

"Uh uh uh——"

Igor's eyes were wide open, and the madness on his face had long gone, leaving only a strong fear that was almost condensed into substance.

He seemed to want to say something, but his neck was pinched, and he could only make strange whimpering sounds.

At this moment.

Outside the secret realm, on the huge mirror lake.

Everyone who saw this scene seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand.

For a long while, no one made a sound.