Wizard Bloodline

"Zila——"

The bright blue current surged in the void, and a figure suddenly appeared next to Ronan.

"Angele Leo!!"

He was a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and a high nose, exuding powerful waves belonging to a third-level wizard. Seeing Jupiter's miserable condition at close range, he gritted his teeth and read out Angele's name, as if he wanted to chew the name into pieces. Only by swallowing it alive can you relieve your hatred.

He quickly grabbed Jupiter who was half kneeling on the ground, glanced at Ronan coldly, and then shot out in one direction, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

Ronan stood in the empty fighting ring, looked around and saw chaotic battle groups breaking out everywhere.

Some wizard geniuses who were fine at first suddenly became violent and began to attack their colleagues and people from other forces around them.

He saw several familiar faces on the side of the Silver Ring, including even the genius of the seventh ring wizard Debi who was with him when he came here.

His previously calm and reserved character was gone, and his face was full of ferocity and fanaticism.

Orian was seriously injured by someone unknown. His face was pale and he was firmly protected by Caroni and Achido.

A large number of figures wearing black robes, whose faces could not be seen clearly, chanting "resurrection and salvation" seemed to appear out of thin air, walking out of the goblin plains surrounding the venue and constantly joining the battlefield.

"Ignatius!"

A roaring voice came from the distance, "Did even the Sakirs family betray you?!"

He suddenly turned his head and looked around, only to see a terrifying figure with orange-gold flames flowing all over his body, running rampant within the sphere of influence of the Thorn Palace, leaving behind pieces of charcoal.

In a daze, Ronan seemed to see a strange pattern with six overlapping rings appearing in front of him. The upper three rings were intact and the lower three rings were broken.

Ancient Witch Resurrection Meeting!

Ronan's mind was shaken, and his eyes reflected the "dawn sun" that was colliding and clashing in the night sky above his head.

Angelet is a member of the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society, so he is actually not surprised at all.

With Angelet's character, no matter what kind of crazy things he does, it seems natural.

What really surprised him was that the six wizarding forces were so thoroughly infiltrated by the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society. Not to mention the second and third level wizards, they even reached the fourth level of Dawn, a powerful figure who was already the leader of a force. A member of the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society.

"..Under the light of dawn, how can those things hidden in the shadows have the opportunity to cause trouble?"

What if even "dawn" itself... has been eroded by shadow?

Ronan gritted his teeth hard and rushed towards the direction of the magic ring, but halfway he touched a "silver white wall" that was as smooth as a mirror.

He penetrated easily without any hindrance, and then his whole body suddenly "regressed" back to the original point.

Ronan was slightly startled and tried several times from different directions, but got the same result.

"The power of space array."

Ronan seemed to be "trapped".

And it seems that he is not the only one who is "trapped".

Standing in front of the mirror wall with rippling silver light, Ronan looked around and saw traces of similar mirror walls everywhere.

They divide the huge battlefield into small independent areas, and only the wizards of the Resurrection Society wearing black robes can move around at will.

"Is it one of the two Dawn tools obtained from the core area of ​​the Garden of Mirrors?"

Even Dawn Wizards can "betray", so it doesn't seem unusual for people from the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society to obtain one or two Dawn magic tools.

So is their real purpose for the broken World Stone?

Ronan was thinking, and stretched out his hand to gently brush the void in front of him. In the ripples, he saw Caroni watching him not far away.

The latter's face was tense, and he looked at him with complicated eyes, his lips moved, and finally he just uttered a few words helplessly: "Damien, be careful..."

Ronan nodded at the other party, turned around, calmed down and thought about ways to break the situation.

Compared to the chaotic and killing battlefields at this time, the location he was in now was actually quite peaceful.

Until now, no one from the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society has noticed him.

"First think of a way to break out of this battlefield divided by magic tools. If you can't rescue the magic ring, at least ensure your own safety first."

While Ronan was thinking, suddenly a figure in black robe quietly stepped into his field of vision.

His expression moved slightly, and he slowly took two steps forward, reaching out to touch the earring on his left ear, ready to fight at any time.

But he never thought that the figure in black robe, full of murderous intent and looking like he was about to come towards him, was suddenly gently grabbed by someone.

"Don't worry about him yet."

"Why?"

"He has the key coordinates of the World Stone...and this guy's life has been predetermined for a long time."

"Um?!"

Ronan heard the conversation between the two black-robed figures, and was about to fight back when he paused.

It turns out that he has not been involved in the battle until now, not because he has been ignored, but on the contrary, he is the one who receives the most "focus"? !

He only told Kirsty about the world stone coordinates.

Kirsty should have reported it. There were even people from the Resurrection Society among the Dawn Wizards. It was not surprising that this secret was leaked.

What really makes Ronan curious is that

"So who is it?"

His expression calmed down, and he simply sat down on the spot, squinting his eyes and glancing at the figures running around in the field.

"Predetermined my life in advance?"

"boom!"

The red-gold flames burned wantonly.

The ferocious hand like a demon slowly loosened, and threw a charred wizard's body on the ground casually like throwing away garbage.

At this time, Ignatius was bathed in the blazing flames. His figure was nearly twice as tall and burly as before. Two twisted horns more than half a foot long grew on his forehead. His body was covered with black lumps that looked like solidified magma. Between these lumps, a large number of orange-gold light patterns lit up, forming strange and complex patterns.

His eyes had completely turned into almost pure gold. With every breath, a thick sulfur breath spewed out from his mouth and nose, and the whole person exuded an indescribable horror.

" @%...\u0026*"

The short and swift chanting of the spell sounded in his ears. Ignatius turned his head suddenly, his eyes firmly locked on a figure whose whole body was emitting a dazzling green light.

The spell took shape in an instant, and the green light that condensed into substance rushed towards Ignatius like countless arrows. The terrible energy fluctuations were wrapped in the breath of the extraordinary domain, and the power shook the void.

Ignatius' orange-gold eyes burst into cold and violent light, and he did not dodge, but took the initiative to meet the spell.

The terrifying flames burned the air, leaving a long, blurred and twisted trace.

"Boom!"

The green crystal light was directly smashed by the red meteor. Before the third-level wizard who cast the spell showed a shocked expression on his face, a terrible and ferocious big hand had already pierced through his body.

Ignatius appeared behind the opponent, and with a cruel look in his eyes, he slowly pulled his palm out of his body, and between his five fingers, he still held a heart that was quickly turning into charcoal.

Ignatius opened his mouth and swallowed the wizard's body that was about to fall. Ignatius saw a half-illusory blurry figure being quickly pulled out of the body, screaming and slowly swallowed by Ignatius.

After doing all this, he closed his eyes, as if he was slowly savoring something.

When he opened his eyes again, the orange-gold color in the dark eye sockets seemed to become brighter, and the flames surrounding his body became much hotter.

At this time, all the wizards in this small area had turned into charcoal and corpses.

Some people in the space beside him retreated in fear, while others screamed at him through the mirror-like void wall, and madly cast useless spells one after another.

Ignatius walked forward with a calm expression, leaving charred footprints in the void.

He looked around, and fierce battles broke out in every small battlefield that was divided.

Ignatius's eyes were coldly locked on several battle groups.

"Rufus Jupiter Orion."

They were all names as famous as him, either in a bitter battle or seriously injured.

Ignatius licked his lips lightly, with a strong desire in his eyes. He knew very well that if he devoured the souls and flesh of these people, he would get huge benefits.

But unfortunately.

These people are the most valued geniuses of several major forces. They cannot be used as food for him for the time being. They need to stay first and serve as bargaining chips for the upper dawns.

He turned his eyes away from them. At this time, a silver light fell in front of him.

Several figures covered in black robes walked out of the light, and each of them exuded a powerful fluctuation belonging to a third-level wizard.

The black-robed man in the lead was holding a silver Rubik's Cube that was rotating and rolling all the time in his right hand.

He strode to Ignatius, reached out and took off the hood on his head, revealing a white and delicate baby face.

It was Damian who disappeared after a battle with Ronan before.

Damian stood on the battlefield belonging to the Thorn Palace, ignoring the corpses of the Thorn Palace wizards lying at his feet and beside him, with an unusually calm expression on his face.

"Where is that bastard Angele?"

Ignatius saw Damian and asked coldly: "He suddenly took action ahead of time, disrupting all the plans, and now he is nowhere to be seen."

"I don't know."

Damian shook his head, "After he seriously injured Jupiter, he completely lost his trace and could not be contacted again."

"He will not have any credit after successfully obtaining the World Stone!"

Ignatius' eyes were gloomy, and then he seemed to think of something, narrowed his eyes, and cast his gaze coldly in one direction.

In the place where he was looking, he could see the figure of a young man sitting quietly, and all the chaos and noise around him seemed to have nothing to do with him.

"It's time to get the coordinates."

Ignatius pulled the corner of his mouth and walked towards the direction of the young man.

Damian frowned slightly, followed him, and said lightly: "Lola said that no one can touch him?"

"Is this guy also Laura's lover?"

Ignatius glanced at him, a little surprised.

"No."

Damian shook his head, "Lola wanted to kill him personally. He had a grudge with Laura a long time ago."

"Heh"

Ignatius grinned silently, and without stopping, he threw Damian away in a few steps.

"Then let Laura vent her anger on his relics.

He won't even leave ashes in my hands.

The reptile that once humiliated the blood of the fire demon."

"Are you here?"

Ronan felt a slight fluctuation of space energy, looked up, and saw Ignatius slowly walking into the venue with the body of the fire demon, and Damian and others following behind him.

His eyes flickered slightly.

Some of the previous doubts seemed to be answered at this moment.

He stood up slowly and looked at Ignatius and others calmly.

Just five minutes ago, he had found a way to get rid of this space "prison", but he didn't leave, just to see who the person was.

Ignatius tilted his head to look at Ronan in front of him, and cruel and violent light flowed out of his orange-gold eyes.

"I didn't see the expression I wanted to see on your face"

Ignatius raised the corner of his mouth, and his white teeth gradually revealed. He spoke in a hoarse voice: "To be honest, I am very disappointed."

Ronan exhaled lightly and reached out to touch his earlobe.

Blue light shot out, and the [Winter Homeland] magic tool set was put on him one by one.

The abnormality of the central arena caused several battle groups around to calm down.

"Boom!"

The terrible power of the spell slammed heavily on the silver barrier of nothingness, but it could only stir up some insignificant ripples.

On the side of the silver magic ring, Caroni and Aqido looked over here with cold eyes. The terrifying energy pressure surrounded them, like two angry beasts trying to break out of the prison.

But in return, it was just the black-robed Damian casually fiddling with the silver Rubik's Cube in his hand.

Someone stood on the bloody corpse and looked at Ronan and laughed wildly. It was Derby who looked like a madman. A few meters away from him, Clemens with a cold face tried to impact the space barrier again and again.

Ignatius looked around and the smile on his face became brighter.

"It seems that many people care about you."

His body leaned forward slightly in the direction of Ronan, and the orange-gold color in his black eye sockets lit up slightly. He said in a strange tone: "I have begun to look forward to how they will behave when you are in pain, begging for mercy, wailing, and dying in my hands."

"Don't you want the coordinates?"

Ronan asked suddenly.

"This is not your bargaining chip for survival."

Ignatius smiled, and the terrifying aura around him gradually spread, and the temperature of the entire fighting arena space rose rapidly. "We naturally have a way to get the coordinates from you."

"Okay."

Ronan fell silent.

He raised his hand and made a casting motion.

One after another, spells of domain resonance emerged from his body, and a large area of ​​domain force field intertwined.

Damian, who was standing behind Ignatius, showed a faint mockery on his face. Ignatius took a step forward with disdain, and the firepower that gushed out of his body almost dispelled all the cold aura in this area!

"Are you going to use your so-called domain superposition field again?!"

Ignatius seemed to be a real ancient fire demon, and almost endless flames gushed out from his body, occupying the entire space in an instant, forming a world of fire alone.

"Clumsy and ridiculous tricks!"

His hoarse and low voice roared in the firelight and heat waves.

"Where's your bloodline?

Show it to me!"

"That rubbish Igor will only bring shame to the family!"

"I will let you feel the power of the real blood of the Fire Demon... Roar——"

Ignatius stood in the void and roared.

The countless criss-crossing rune arrays under his feet shattered, and the huge arena turned into a lava wave in an instant.

The power of a third-level wizard and the terrifying power of the blood of the ancient Fire Demon were fully displayed. At this moment, even the wizards in the independent space cage felt this heat, and they all looked over here with fear.

In this scorching heat that seemed to burn everything, Ronan, who barely supported a small foothold with only three domains, looked extremely calm.

He gently pressed his trembling and beating heart.

He slowly raised his right hand and aimed at Ignatius in a piece of red.

In an instant, the three domain force fields intertwined around him merged rapidly under the inexplicable connection.

A brand new domain that was more than dozens of times more condensed emerged spontaneously, emitting an incomparable terrifying aura.

This aura fell slowly, and every time it fell, a piece of fire was extinguished and a piece of magma condensed.

This aura and the three spells surrounding Ronan quickly rose into the air and combined and transformed.

The pure white ice blade turned into a vertical pupil.

The ice ball of despair was the eye.

The dark blue aurora radiated the shape of the eye meridians.

Finally, an extremely huge, dark blue light ball floated in the sky like an eye, and countless terrifying and condensed auras faintly outlined the outline of an ancient multi-headed giant snake.

At this moment, it seemed as if the real ancient frost overlord had arrived.

It stared at the bottom indifferently, looking down coldly at the arrogant figure belonging to Ignatius.

Ronan, with the shadow of the giant multi-headed snake behind him, slowly raised his head with one eye tightly closed.

At this moment, his long white hair and robes danced at the same time, and there was an indescribable noble and ancient aura lingering around him.

Ronan's voice was hoarse, looking at Ignatius who was in shock in front of him, and said softly:

"Feel the gaze from the ancient times first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ronan's tightly closed right eye suddenly opened, and endless dark blue light bloomed in it.

At the same time, the dark blue light ball hanging high above his head behind him also burst into brilliance!

Three resonance domains merged!

—— [Hekalto's Death Gaze]!

"How dare you ants look directly at me?"

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