Wizard Bloodline

Ronan was suspended in mid-air, and under his feet was a huge competition arena formed by countless rune energy light paths connected in series. The cool night breeze blew across his cheeks and gently brushed his robes. Ronan smelled the faint scent of lilac flowers drifting in the wind.

At the beginning of the second round, the original four independent competition arenas were recombined into one. There was only one competition on the field each time, which naturally attracted all the attention.

The four-in-one arena was extremely large. Ronan stood in an area that was not considered to be on the edge, and was almost two kilometers away from the wizards sitting in the viewing seats on the side of the Scarlet Tower opposite.

The voices of the wizards watching the battle were also far away from him. The space in the arena area showed a different kind of emptiness and silence in the night.

The six rounds of "Dawn Day" above his head were like spotlights, giving Ronan a sense of déjà vu as if he was standing on the stage as the protagonist, surrounded by audiences waiting for him to start his performance.

"Click--"

Ronan suddenly felt a "spotlight" above his head flashing suddenly.

He subconsciously raised his head and squinted his eyes to look at the six "Dawns", but he could only feel the same majesty, vastness, breadth and silence, and nothing unusual happened.

The fluctuation he just felt seemed to be just an illusion.

"What are you looking at?"

A plain voice came from the front.

Ronan retracted his gaze and looked in the direction of the voice.

What came into view was a young man of medium build, with short gray-green hair and a baby face, who looked like he was only in his early twenties.

The fact was just the opposite.

"Damian Ando."

Ronan's mind was filled with information about his opponent.

He was the first genius of this generation of the Thorn Palace, and he was almost the same in the previous generation.

Because the actual soul age of this young wizard named Damian was very close to the level of 100 years old, he was probably about 30 to 40 years older than the average age of the wizards participating in this competition.

In a way, he is considered a "senior", but because he is not really over a hundred years old, he is still considered a "genius".

The older you are, the deeper your accumulation in certain aspects may be. Knowledge, experience, means, spell proficiency, etc., these are invisible strengths that cannot be seen from the surface level of mental power.

This must be a very difficult opponent, and it is also the first level 3 opponent Ronan has encountered so far.

"I heard that you have a powerful ancient bloodline, and you can even suppress the blood of the ancient fire demon of the Sakirs family in Molten Crystal Lake."

Damian, who was born with a baby face, smiled harmlessly, just like chatting with old friends, and said to Ronan: "Quickly stimulate it, let me take a good look."

Ronan did not respond, but calmly reached out and gently touched the blue diamond earring on his left earlobe.

Blue streams of light flew out of the earring, and each stream of light represented a component of a magic tool set.

Shoulder armor, wrist guard, chest armor, leggings, boots.

A total of twelve pieces of magic equipment were automatically put on Ronan's body, and the runes between them were connected to form a thick ice crystal armor, and the light waterfall cloak fell.

When the whole set of [Winter Homeland] magic equipment set was put on, Ronan's smooth and full forehead showed an exquisite ice crystal iris pattern, looming.

"Boom--"

A huge icy breath came out from Ronan's body, blowing his snow-white hair. A cold force field with a diameter of tens of meters suddenly formed around him. Countless ice crystals in the force field condensed automatically and fell endlessly.

After being promoted to the middle stage of the second level, Ronan was finally able to wear the whole set with the mental power quality far exceeding his peers and the powerful mental power recovery effect of [Empty Realm].

The fully activated [Winter Homeland] magic equipment set brought an unprecedented tenfold increase in the power of ice spells!

Ronan in this state is even stronger than the average wizard at the peak of the second level, and the gap between him and Damian has been greatly eliminated.

Damian just smiled at Ronan's action, and a puzzled look appeared on his fair baby face.

"It seems that you don't know much about the third level."

After saying that, Damian stretched out his hands hidden under the green robe, and his ten fingers danced rapidly like playing an invisible instrument. A large amount of golden powder fell out from the fingertips of each finger, and then was quickly blown away by the invisible wind.

Ronan smelled an extremely strong scent of lilac flowers, and then realized that the smell he smelled before was from Damian.

Ronan raised his hand with a blank expression.

Countless coldness gathered at his fingertips, forming a huge vortex of ice and snow, which seemed to be mixed with a large number of ice flakes, cutting the void.

Second-level spell [Small Blizzard]!

With the blessing of the [Winter Homeland] suit, the huge vortex of ice and snow, which was more than ten times larger than before, left a long frozen mark in the air and flew rapidly towards Damian.

However, Damian just lightly touched his brow, and a bud-shaped rune lit up, followed by countless green light spots appearing behind him, and in an instant condensed into a huge swaying and blooming flower.

The petals of the semi-illusory magic flower closed one by one, gently pressing the vortex of ice and snow released by Ronan outside Damian's body, and then trembled slightly, and the fierce vortex of ice and snow immediately broke and exploded!

"Hu——"

The reversed snow and wind blew gently on Ronan's face. Ronan narrowed his eyes slightly, and a faint brilliance flashed in them.

When I watched Gattuso and Orion fight from below, I simply felt that they were stronger than the average level 2, but I didn't really feel how much stronger they were.

Now that I am in the opponent's position, I really understand how big the gap between level 2 and level 3 is.

Even with the super blessing of [Winter Homeland], his mastery level [Small Blizzard] can't cause any damage to Damian at all. The opponent's random level 3 defense spell is an unbreakable copper wall.

Ronan didn't make too many attempts, and directly pressed down with one hand, making a move of drawing a sword in the void.

In an instant, countless dense mysterious auras flowed out from his open five fingers.

Under the huge arena, a mysterious pattern similar to the frost hexagram appeared, and a huge vortex was generated. In the vortex, a huge pure white ice blade with a length of 20 meters rose rapidly.

It was like a forbidden weapon that had been unsealed from the ancient times, with an aura of peerless sharpness that could freeze and cut everything!

"A resonance of the domain, [Ice Blade Technique - Extremely Frozen Peerless Weapon]!"

Ronan's voice, after being blessed by the [Voice of Cold] spell, seemed to come from an ice cave that had existed for thousands of years, with a chill that corroded the soul.

After being double-amplified by [Home of Winter] and "Allis Ice Ring Necklace", his Ice Blade Technique was more than ten times more powerful than the last time it was performed.

The terrifying giant ice blade was suspended in front of Ronan, and Ronan seemed to be holding the hilt of the ice blade in the air, slowly swinging towards Damian.

"Huh——"

The giant ice blade swept through the void, raising endless cold winds, leaving huge and clear black cuts.

The strong wind blew Damian's robe, and his calm eyes seemed to fluctuate slightly at this moment, but there was still no big reaction.

"【Thunbergia Thread】!"

Damian opened his hands, and the runes on his palms lit up.

Instantly, the endless energy particles in the air surged, and the golden powder he had sprinkled around expanded and grew one by one. In less than half a breath, they grew into huge flowers with full golden and white petals, filling almost every corner of the arena.

The scent of lilac in the air was so strong that it almost made people faint.

The densely packed mysterious white flowers, with golden filaments spitting out from the stamens, soared into the sky like living things, and in an instant they were entangled with the giant pure white ice blade.

The ice and snow cold air lingering around the ice blade seemed to have no effect on these filaments. Although the terrifying sharp air could cut them, there were always more filaments entangled, endlessly.

In less than a breath, Ronan's giant ice blade was blocked, and a resonant domain power seemed to be completely dispersed by those seemingly weak but actually terrifying filaments.

Damian walked towards Ronan leisurely step by step, as if he was not surprised by such a result. He raised one hand casually, and more filaments grew out. Some of them went towards Ronan, piercing the air, as fast as sharp arrows.

"Swish, swish, swish--"

Ronan retreated rapidly under the attack of countless golden filaments, changing his body shape. One filament was extremely fast and pierced Ronan's shoulder before he could dodge.

Ronan's pupils shrank slightly, and he saw the place where the filaments pierced. The ice crystal shoulder armor was directly pierced, showing a large crack, and even the core runes were affected, and the luster dimmed.

"Is this the third level?"

"Just a single flower filament can damage the [Winter Homeland] that has never been broken in the second level?"

Ronan's thoughts rolled in his mind, he took a deep breath, and the next moment.

"Boom!"

A huge ball of ice, filled with a strong breath of despair, and countless deep blue light pillars like aurora, suddenly burst out from his body.

"A domain resonance, [Despair Freeze - Unparalleled Freeze Ball]!"

"A domain resonance, [Frost Ray - Ice Vein Prison!]"

Two huge domain auras penetrated his body and forcibly squeezed away the golden flower filaments that were about to approach his body.

At this moment, the auras of the three domains around Ronan floated up and down, and each of them reached a resonance.

There was a commotion in the surrounding spectator seats.

This slight discussion and commotion reached a peak when Ronan raised his hand the next moment.

"【Multiple Mirror Lights】! Triple Reproduction!"

"Boom!"

The 【Multiple Mirror Lights】 talisman flashed, and in the huge arena, the pure white ice blade that was originally entangled by countless golden filaments suddenly broke free from the shackles of the filaments and split into three.

The other two spells that reached a resonance were also split into three.

In an instant, three giant pure white ice blades, three frozen balls filled with endless despair, and dense aurora veins surrounded Ronan.

Ronan stood in the air, his long hair dancing wildly, his power was unparalleled, and his limelight was boundless.

At this moment, not only did Damian, the opponent, change color slightly, but many people in the spectator seats were also shocked and shocked. Some people even stood up from their seats in disbelief.

"This kid"

On the silver magic ring side, Caroni and Aqido couldn't help but be stunned when they saw this scene.

"Three extraordinary powers that have reached a state of resonance?

And is this the effect of the talisman?

Is it too abnormal?"

It is amazing for a second-level wizard to comprehend a first-level domain resonance, but in this competition field that gathers the top talents of the six major forces, there are not a few people who can do this.

But comprehending three in one breath and reaching the realm of first-level domain resonance is a bit outrageous.

"As far as I know, he also has another extraordinary domain power close to the second-level resonance"

Caroni whispered, and Aqido beside him shook his head and said: "Monster."

The people below were still shocked by Ronan's various first-level resonance domains. On this side of the ring, Damian, who was frightened for a moment, had recovered from his loss of consciousness.

"Quantity cannot make up for the gap in quality. If you comprehend the second level now, you may still be able to fight me..."

Damian narrowed his eyes slightly, and rune patterns on his hands and cheeks kept lighting up.

"【Bloodthirst】, 【Frenzy】, 【Parasitism】...【Natural Protection】!"

He raised his hands upwards, and a hazy golden light bloomed between his arms. The extraordinary aura of the domain of law that had also reached a resonance emanated from his body.

On the ring, the golden filaments that had just been temporarily repelled by the cold and the aura of the domain of law, now expanded rapidly and turned red, each of which was wrapped in a thick aura of the domain of law.

The filaments that received several talismans and a resonant domain of law seemed to have transformed into "bloodthirsty pythons", each of which became extremely terrifying, easily tearing the air and setting off a terrifying energy flow.

The dense and countless filaments rushed towards Ronan, and with just a glance, they blasted the several spells surrounding him into pieces.

Ronan's expression did not change, but he stretched out his hand and made a gesture of empty grip.

"Twenty-seven spell anchor points, nine domains superimposed, tundra domain."

"[Deep Cold...Freeze]!"

Instantly, all the spells around him, whether they were natural summons or mirror-light replicas, exploded at the same time.

Transformed into the purest icy energy, it constructed an unprecedented terrifying domain force field, and then rapidly expanded and spread out in all directions.

At this moment, the entire competition arena and the surrounding spectator seats immediately entered the winter from late autumn.

The indescribable terrifying cold current spread along Ronan's body in all directions, and countless bloodthirsty flower filaments that were about to attack were frozen in mid-air.

It was as if everything was frozen.

Void, light, distance, time.

With Ronan as the center, a nearly two-kilometer area around, the space suddenly became an independent piece of ice crystal amber, and everything in the amber was frozen.

"Clang--"

A clear metallic sound rang out in the amber, and a silver-white metallic spear appeared in Ronan's hand. Under the push of his fingers, it broke through the layers of frost and shot towards Damian, who was motionless in front of him.

"Crack--"

Ronan heard the sound of the cold air breaking, and there was a powerful momentum belonging to a third-level wizard stirring in the cold.

His eyes moved slightly, and his figure immediately chased the spear and moved forward rapidly.

He held the spear tightly, and poured terrifying physical strength into it, preparing to give a thundering blow to Damian who was about to escape.

But he never thought

"Boom!"

Damian, who was covered with light, broke through the ice, but his figure quickly retreated towards the direction under the ring.

Damian looked at Ronan from a distance, and his deceptive baby face showed a weird expression, and his mouth uttered a deliberately pretended "shocked and unwilling" sound.

"I give up."

"Huh?!"

Ronan stopped quietly, standing on the countless crisscrossing frost veins, holding a gun in one hand, with long hair flying.

Under his seemingly calm face, his heart was filled with turbulent surprise and doubt.

Damian clearly still had some strength left.

Why did he deliberately lose to me? !