Wizard Bloodline

“Bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-”

Ronan could clearly hear the sound of his heart beating every time. It was different from the original frequency of his heart beating, and had an ancient and primitive rhythm.

The blood crystal inserted in the heart was releasing wisps of dark blue mist at a speed several times faster than usual. These gases containing the essence of blood traveled throughout the body with the blood. The slippery and sharp sound that he had heard in his dream rang in Ronan's ears again.

“Frost. Hekalto Frost! Hekalto!”

An ancient evil consciousness constantly hit Ronan's nerves, and he breathed heavily.

Every breath he exhaled condensed into complex and exquisite ice flowers in front of his eyes.

A large number of violent, cruel, and evil desires arose from Ronan's heart, giving him a strong urge to freeze everything and tear everything apart.

This was what Soraya mentioned in the "Blood Transplantation" research notes, a process that must be experienced in blood fusion.

It is crucial to defeat and control the remaining will of the beasts in the blood with one's own will. If one fails, one will fall into the bottomless abyss.

However, the blood inherited from the ancient frost hydra contains the will of the ancient beast overlord far beyond any prediction made by Soraya in her notes.

Only Ronan himself knows how dangerous it is.

"Hekato..."

Ronan took a deep breath and quietly entered the [Lake of No Thought] state.

Those violent thoughts that surged with the blood were quickly frozen and sank to the bottom of the heart lake.

Ronan calmed down again, and his consciousness gradually became clear.

"Roar!"

A roar that was not like a human voice suddenly sounded, and the power of struggle and resistance surged out of his palm, accompanied by a slight burning feeling, becoming more and more intense.

Ronan looked up, and in his scarlet snake eyes he saw a face that was completely covered with dense flame patterns. There seemed to be a curved red horn on his head, and in his almost black hollow eye sockets, there was a burning orange-gold flame filled with madness and evil.

"Burn...burn everything!"

The strange creature growled at Ronan, and the sound was like several different tones superimposed together, with a strong sense of discomfort.

Some fragmentary images suddenly flashed through his mind.

Ronan suddenly remembered that in the distant ancient times, "he" had seen this kind of thing - a kind of ant that would emit fire all over its body, running foolishly between volcanoes. Once his breath froze their territory, they would ignorantly and fearlessly roar at him in anger and ridiculousness, just like now.

Of course, the most interesting thing is that once they are crushed at this time, their weak and tiny bodies will "pop" and explode into a cluster of beautiful sparks.

"I really miss you." Ronan murmured in a low and hoarse voice, and gently loosened the hand that was pinching the other person's neck. "In the name of the ancient fire demon!" Igor let out a roar that shook the void, and the power that emerged from the deeper part of his blood turned into a hotter flame, burning away the shock and fear that was lingering in his heart. He broke free from the hand that was imprisoning him, stood in place, and roared violently to the sky. He could feel that the fire demon blood belonging to the "Sakirs Family" in his body was constantly reviving, and he was getting stronger every minute and every second. The extinguished flame was quickly rekindled, and the disgusting frost left him. At this moment, the man who had always been pressing on him in the name of his brother seemed to be no longer scary, and he was so close to him. Replace him! Become the new "king" of this generation of the family! A strong desire surged in Igor's heart. He even wanted to thank this dirty, despicable and smelly frost blood that came out of nowhere. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't have awakened his blood so quickly and further.

"Roar!"

Igor's whole body was bathed in the red-gold flames, and he roared with great pleasure.

At this moment, he was the fire demon who controlled the ancient fire, the king of fire who burned the world. The world would groan and wail under his feet, turning into a pile of charcoal and dying.

However, the next second, all the false fantasies came to an abrupt end.

A hideous and huge hand with dark blue frost lingering on its black fingertips suddenly appeared, tearing through the layers of flames, pinching Igor's cheeks and head, and then swung it down fiercely.

"Boom!"

The huge platform made a violent shaking and vibration sound, and the ancient frost returned, swallowing up all the hot breath in an instant.

The red flames were quickly buried by the ancient ice and snow, and the rolling cold air rose on the platform like a tsunami, turbulent.

In the vast frost and snow, one can vaguely see——

A figure with long flying hair and a slender and charming dark blue body is grabbing a slightly red figure with one hand and repeatedly smashing it to the ground

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The huge sound came through the light screen of the spell projection. Outside the secret realm, a group of young wizards standing on the mirror lake looked at the scene presented in the picture, their eyes twitching slightly.

Through a layer of light curtain, they seemed to be able to feel the terrible and violent power contained in each hit.

Frost devours fire, the most primitive power fights.

In the huge field, it is terribly quiet, and there is a strange atmosphere flowing silently.

Finally.

There is no sound coming from the picture, and all the noises gradually subside.

The ancient frost settles down, and the figure hidden by the wind and snow is revealed again.

On the platform covered by vast frost and snow, a slender and tall figure stood quietly.

Silver metal flowed on his body, covering the strong body with almost perfect contour lines. The long hair that was dancing slightly shed its dark blue color and returned to a bright white color.

The snake scales on his cheeks and neck also disappeared, and the lines belonging to the seal appeared again.

It was still the young and handsome boy, his face had not changed, and he was as calm as before, but his eyebrows had a more seductive and noble temperament than before, as if he was an heir from an ancient noble family.

At the boy's feet, Yigor was lying with bruises all over his body.

The latter lay on the ground with twisted limbs, facing the sky with his mouth slightly open. The orange-gold color in his empty eyes seemed to be dim, and it seemed to be full of confusion and helplessness——

Who am I? Where am I? What did I just experience?

"Uh"

The stagnant atmosphere above the deadly silent Mirror Lake was finally broken by a sigh from someone.

"How could such a person appear in the second battlefield..."

Everyone gradually became agitated, and there was a constant buzz of discussion on the field.

Caroni stared at the spell projection screen, looking at the figure of the young man in the picture.

Even though he was at the top of the third-level wizard, only one step away from the fourth-level dawn, he, the master of the third magic ring, was a little shocked and absent-minded at this time.

In a trance, Caroni seemed to see that the shadows of the young man in front of him and several people in his impression were gradually overlapping.

Although their styles were different and their strengths were quite different, they did seem to be the same type of people.

"I now believe that this boy is not the illegitimate offspring of Aqido."

The sighing voice of the green-robed female wizard of the Thorn Palace rang in his ears. Caroni only heard the other party whisper in a rather complicated tone: "How could that guy Aqido have such an ancient and powerful bloodline?"

Caroni's eyes flickered for a moment, but he didn't answer, but turned his head to look in another direction.

That was the location of the Molten Crystal Lake and the Black Nightmare Swamp.

He saw that under the feather mask of the third-level leader of the Black Nightmare Swamp, a pair of dark and deep eyes stared at the screen and kept flashing, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

As for the bald wizard of the Molten Crystal Lake, the burning stone staff in his hand was drooping, and his face was quite gloomy, even close to ugly.

"What a pity"

Somehow, a regretful thought suddenly jumped out of Caroni's mind, and he felt a little regretful.

"I should have participated in their bet earlier."

Ronan stood on the mirrored platform with only himself, and the pores all over his body were still unconsciously emitting a trace of cold air.

That was the remnant of the ancient frost hydra bloodline in the body.

He lowered his head, and felt the changes from the inside out after the first activation of this bloodline power.

He followed Soraya's "bloodline transplantation" principle. Although the bloodline implantation method was primitive and rough, the whole process was controllable, subtle, and gradual as expected.

"The collision between bloodlines can accelerate the fusion process."

Ronan also discovered this just now.

Especially the collision between the "elemental hostility" bloodline power.

The ancient fire demon bloodline flowing in Igor's body stimulated the riot of the ancient frost hydra bloodline power.

The majesty of the ancient overlord was provoked, so it shook spontaneously.

In this battle, the bloodline crystal in Ronan's heart shrank by nearly one-tenth in one breath, and the fusion speed was dozens of times faster than usual.

And those bloodline powers that were absorbed by him after the battle were dormant in his flesh and bones.

He could feel the existence of "them", but he couldn't mobilize "them" at will.

"Because it's still too thin..."

Ronan looked at his hands, and there were still some dark blue spots on the fingertips of his white and slender fingers.

The words "Ancient Frost Hydra Bloodline" have not yet appeared on the talent column of the character panel.

But Ronan felt that his will form was undergoing some subtle changes.

The temperament he showed was more noble and majestic, belonging to the ancient overlord.

"Buzz--"

A strange sound sounded, and Ronan felt that the platform he was standing on was slowly rising. At the same time, waves of energy fluctuations came from his head.

He looked up.

Seeing that the huge silver light ball representing the only light source in this space was trembling at this moment, there was a force calling him to get closer.

Ronan stood on the platform, rising continuously, getting closer and closer to the silver light ball.

Finally, he came to a height almost level with the light ball.

The dazzling silver light that was blinding when looking up from below unexpectedly became softer at this moment, allowing Ronan to clearly see the scene inside the light ball.

The rich spatial energy washed over Ronan's body like cold water, and the [Mirror Light] symbol in the consciousness space began to glow slightly under the impact of this force.

Ronan was stunned and saw a more than one-foot long, exquisite silver cane quietly suspended in the rich silver light.

The space around the cane showed a strange sense of stagnation. When Ronan entered that area, his eyes seemed to be frozen. This feeling was something he had never experienced before.

"Is the space stagnant?"

Ronan thought.

At this time, an obscure wave of consciousness came out from the cane and was captured by him.

"Take me... away... away"

Ronan blinked and subconsciously reached out to the silver cane.

Unexpectedly, he grabbed the cane smoothly.

It could even be said that the silver cane seemed to be actively placed in his palm.

The power that seemed to be able to freeze everything, light, space, and even time, was easily in his hands.

At this moment, Ronan seemed to have an unprecedented sense of power in control of everything.

"So smooth?"

He felt incredible.

After just going through several rounds of selection and defeating several fellow wizards who came in to explore with him, he got the inheritance of this powerful magic tool that he couldn't even determine the specific grade.

At this moment, he had the feeling of becoming the "protagonist". His tiger body shook, the treasure came to throw, and he easily reached the pinnacle of life.

Ronan couldn't wait to inject spiritual power into the silver cane, and habitually searched for the core runes inside the cane.

But he felt a consciousness that could not be described in words, as vast and cold and majestic as the sea.

That consciousness directly formed a pair of eyes in Ronan's consciousness space, pure silver, a pair of eyes composed of countless intertwined lines.

Looking down at him with incomparable indifference.

It seemed to be conveying a message to him - "How dare you?"

Ronan could hardly help "trembling", and even the space of consciousness that he once thought was unbreakable began to shake violently, as if it would collapse at any time.

The will of the ancient frost hydra deep in its will seemed to be "irritated" again by this look, and it seemed to be further awakening.

However, at this time, in the corner of the consciousness space, the small [Mirror Light] talisman flickered slightly.

The sterling silver eyes were slightly startled, as if they were touched by something.

The next moment, the indifferent will that invaded Ronan's consciousness space quickly receded, and the core area inside the silver cane was also released.

"Well"

Ronan was stunned for a moment, not expecting such a change to happen.

But his instinct still drove him to quickly write down the rune that was presented to him without reservation.

He didn't even have time to carefully read the mystery of the runes. The next second he felt that his whole body was enveloped by a powerful space force, followed closely by

"Shua——"

The familiar feeling of space teleportation.

"Come out!"

Outside the secret realm, the figure of the young man holding the silver light suddenly disappeared from the spell projection, and the entire spell projection screen also disappeared. The expressions of Caroni and others on the mirror lake immediately became serious.

"Prepare."

The wizards from the four wizarding forces all returned to their own magic airship at an extremely fast speed.

Almost as soon as they finished all this, a huge silver vortex appeared above Mirror Lake.

The eyes of the four third-level wizards led by Caroni and others suddenly soared, and at about the same time, they all erupted with their own powerful spells.

However, a strange energy wave was released from the silver vortex, followed closely by

Mirror lake, airship, sky, energy fluctuations. Everything, including the strong light of magic emitted from the four Caronis.

They were all "frozen" by a magical force, as if they were trapped in an absolutely stagnant space, and turned into a still picture.

In the center of this still scene, a young man holding a silver cane stepped out of the silver vortex.

"Ser'alu Ancient Cave."

As soon as the young man stepped out of the whirlpool, a low and majestic sound of spell chanting came from above his head.

A majestic and vast spiritual power fell from the sky, tearing apart the still scene in an instant, and slammed into the young man holding the silver staff.