Wizard Bloodline

"Shua——"

Under the power of the mirror dagger, Ronan's figure changed and appeared in a small independent space that was separated.

But before Ronan had time to look around, he immediately felt the terrifying power of magic coming towards him.

Ronan's expression remained unchanged, and he raised his hand to make a slashing motion.

A piece of gorgeous silvery white splashed out in the shape of a half-moon blade, and the blazing blue fire rose, cutting a narrow gap in the majestic energy tide.

Ronan's figure blurred for a moment, then suddenly turned into light and shadow and disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already in a corner of the space outside the spell.

Two black-robed wizards from the Resurrection Society whose faces could not be seen clearly walked toward him coldly, casting spells with their hands. On the other side, a young wizard dressed in a scarlet tower was also approaching him, with an evil expression and his hands. It drooped naturally and bloody, stained with the blood of his comrades.

Ronan glanced at several people.

Two are level 3 and one is late level 2.

Can fight

But it's not necessary.

The mirror dagger's cooling time was up, Ronan raised the mirror dagger in his hand and stabbed it gently on his shoulder.

"Shua——"

The figure disappeared out of thin air, leaving only the three members of the Resurrection Society with uncertain expressions.

"Crack-"

Ronan landed lightly on the fighting ring and looked around. The ancient frost he had released before had not yet melted.

"Back again."

Ronan's eyes flashed slightly, "Fortunately, I'm back."

Get some time to breathe and think.

Ronan found that he had thought too simply about the dawn-level magical tool held by the Resurrection Society.

The teleportation ability of the Mirror Dagger can indeed break the temporary space constructed by the Dawn Magic Tool and allow you to travel through it at will.

However, the spatial positions of these divided independent spaces are constantly changing under the control of magical tools, and it is simply not accurate to judge them solely by their orientation.

The entire competition venue had a clear outline in Ronan's mind, but he tried several times, and the final space placement was different from what he remembered.

Of course, this is not the most troublesome thing. The most troublesome problem now is

"The people from the Resurrection Society have discovered that I'm escaping. I have the coordinates of the world stone they want. They should catch up soon."

Ronan thought.

At this time, the first ray of morning light broke on the horizon.

Ronan looked up and saw that the dark blue night on the distant horizon quickly faded, the stars disappeared, and bright white light projected from the sky.

At the intersection of black and white, gray mist filled the air, and the morning light was inexplicably blocked, falling rapidly, creating a strange phenomenon like mirror refraction on the ground.

The empty goblin plain seemed to turn into a huge and calm water surface at this moment, with ripples appearing.

Then, one, two, three

Twelve figures in black robes appeared on the distant horizon, approaching quickly, walking towards Ronan from all directions, their figures drawing long and narrow shadows on the ground.

"call--"

Ronan exhaled softly, his expression quite calm.

After he used the mirror dagger for the first time to kill Ignatius and Damian, he had already expected that he might face such a situation.

I just didn't expect it to come so quickly.

but

There is no one left.

Soon, twelve black-robed wizards from the Resurrection Society came to Ronan, each of them exuding powerful mental fluctuations belonging to third-level wizards.

When these fluctuations gathered together, they naturally formed a huge and invisible pressure, slowly rolling towards Ronan.

"I told you so."

Among the twelve black robes, a woman's voice came from under the leader's black robe.

He stepped out from among the twelve people, stretched out a pale and slender hand with black nails, and gently pulled down the hood covering his head, revealing a coquettish face covered with twisted black lines.

"You are mine."

The woman smiled at Ronan, her dark green lips that looked like they were soaked in poison being pulled up to the base of her ears little by little.

His expression was weird, revealing an unspeakable weirdness and madness, and his eyes showed deep resentment and joy. It was an expression of finally getting what he wanted.

"Lola."

Ronan narrowed his eyes slightly and read the woman's name calmly.

That mad dog-like woman was the first to bring him deep despair, the first to drag him into the abyss of death. In a sense, she was also the first woman to give him "rebirth".

He had killed the other person once.

Now, she's back.

"Level three."

Ronan felt the aura emanating from Laura's body, and his eyes fluctuated slightly.

Laura appeared in front of him as a member of the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society, and Ronan really wasn't surprised at all.

People like Lola are born "terrorists", and joining a "terrorist organization" in the wizarding world is a perfectly reasonable thing.

But Ronan was slightly surprised by the opponent's strength.

But thinking about what Jerome had mentioned to him before, Laura seemed to have inherited almost all the powers of her mother, the dean of Hoddam Wizarding Academy, through some mysterious blood connection.

Laura's own talent is not bad, and coupled with the methods of the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society, it is not surprising that she can be promoted to the third level.

that is

Ronan felt that Laura was no longer a pure plant wizard now, and he smelled a vague rancid smell on Laura.

Well..this woman is becoming more and more disgusting.

"I didn't expect that insect lying on the ground struggling and squirming, begging me for mercy."

Laura took two steps forward suddenly, as if she wanted to look at him closer. With a nervous expression on her face, she said with a click: "It's really unexpected that it can grow to such a height."

"Paranoia?"

Ronan couldn't help but frown, "If my mother hadn't been sacrificed, do you think you would still be qualified to stand here and talk to me now?"

The smile on Laura’s face froze instantly.

Ronan's words seemed to touch something deep in her heart, and Laura's face turned cold instantly, releasing a strong murderous intention without any concealment.

"Kill him!"

"Ignatius and Damian, those two losers, died in his hands, everyone come together!"

Laura spoke coldly, but a man's impatient voice came from under the black robe beside her.

"Laura, you have no right to command us."

"Shut up!"

Laura's face twitched, and she suddenly turned her head to glare at the black robe who spoke, who looked at her without fear.

Ronan shook his head helplessly.

The former "enemies" reunited again. Laura, this crazy woman, except that she became stronger, did not seem to have made any progress. She was still as self-righteous as before.

But even if Laura is demolished, Ronan is the unanimous goal of all of them.

All the black-robed wizards of the Resurrection Society on the field slowly moved, powerful energy fluctuations were mobilized, and low spell chanting sounded in the field.

"Don't let him have the chance to release the fusion of the three realms! Kill him directly! Leave his body and soul to me!"

Laura let out a harsh low whistle from her mouth, and in the huge sound waves, her black robe completely fluttered up. What was shown under the robe was not a beautiful scenery, but a strange and deformed body, as if it were made of flesh and blood. A disgusting body made of plants.

There seemed to be large clumps of thick mucus dripping down from it.

"Have you switched from Plant to Shuke?"

Ronan was slightly surprised, and Laura looked stunned, as if she didn't understand what he meant.

But soon his eyes and face were completely filled with hatred and madness. When he screamed, the dense black lines on his face seemed to come alive, squirming like insects.

Ronan quickly backed away with no expression on his face, and terrifying energy fluctuations followed closely.

It was a huge tentacle that seemed to be composed of a large number of vines, human and animal limbs, tearing the air and shooting towards him quickly.

After the tentacles, there are at least seven or eight spells with power reaching the third level, mainly undead and dark.

In just an instant, Ronan was overwhelmed by the third-level spell.

"boom!"

Several third-level spells smashed together, and the energy aftermath of the collision formed a huge gray mushroom cloud. The entire space was violently turbulent, and mirror-like brilliance continued to emerge, as if it would collapse in the next second.

"It's not as difficult as expected."

The twelve Resurrectionists in black robes stopped their hands, and someone whispered something.

"I said, leave the body and soul to me..."

Laura spoke coldly, then quickly walked towards the place where the mushroom cloud rose.

One step, two steps

When reaching the tenth step.

Laura's figure stopped suddenly, as if she was feeling something, and she looked forward suddenly with an alert look on her face.

The next second, her dark green pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw the huge mushroom cloud exploded with a bang, and the sharp knife-like breath smoothly cut through the aftermath of all the turmoil.

Immediately afterwards, a ferocious and burly body that was more than two meters tall, with long hair reaching waist length, bathed in the intense white lightning flames, stepped out of the void step by step.

Before Laura could fully see the specific appearance of the figure, an unspeakable terrifying aura locked her tightly.

The unprecedented sense of crisis was like poisonous snakes and vines, quickly climbing up and entangled her heart.

Under the robe, countless deformed and weird flesh and blood vine tentacles flew out as if under stress, dancing crazily around them.

Laura heard a hoarse and low voice.

Like the deepest, deepest and most inescapable "nightmare".

whispered in her ear.

"Ancient times."

"Power."

When the last two words were heard, Laura's heart stopped. Time seemed to have completely stopped at this moment, and all the sounds and images quickly moved away from her.

She widened her eyes and tried hard to swing her body to resist or retreat, but her body seemed to be stuck in an extremely viscous transparent quagmire, and her movement was slowed down countless times.

Laura could only see helplessly, a group of terrifying black light that could not be described in words kept expanding, expanding, until...

Completely occupying her pupils!

"Bang!"

There was an extremely dull loud noise, as if something heavy hit the hearts of the eleven third-level wizards of the Resurrection Society on the field.

Everyone's heart beat violently.

They almost didn't react before they saw an extremely ferocious and domineering terrifying body suddenly descending on the field and punching Laura in the forehead.

"Crack!"

Laura's whole body exploded in response, exploding into countless black, red and green blood mist.

A ball of golden bloom bloomed in the blood mist, and shot out quickly. Part of the dissipated blood mist was gathered by the invisible force, and soon condensed into Laura's appearance again.

Just this time.

All the madness and hatred were gone from Laura's almost pale face, leaving only panic and shock, and a look of creepy and unknown fear that was constantly floating around.

"breathe--"

The sound of heavy breathing, accompanied by the unspeakable terrifying momentum, set off invisible tides in the void, washing over all the wizards of the Resurrection Society in waves.

At this time, the atmosphere in the space was eerily quiet.

Everyone looked at the figure surrounded by them with stiff expressions.

The dawn light projected from the skyline gently shines on this figure, the white lightning is beating silently, as majestic and strong as the undulating mountains, the white waist-length hair spreads wantonly, the aura of legend permeates, as if The true arrival of the ancient giant monster.

"The second time."

Ronan whispered in a low voice. In the state of "complete giant demon transformation", his voice also had a buzzing sound, which was full of shocking and powerful oppression.

"This is the second time you have died in my hands."

Ronan looked at Laura in front of him, casually wiped away some dirty blood stains on the surface of his right fist, and then his pure white eyes scanned the surrounding Resurrection wizards one by one, and said lightly: "What?

Are you all ready... to be buried with her? "

"hiss--"

There was a slight gasp of air in the field, and everyone looked suffocated.

At this moment, the group of third-level wizards of the Resurrection Society standing in the field suddenly understood why someone as powerful as Ignatius and Damian, who also reached the third level, died inexplicably.

The man stood quietly on the plain where light and dark alternated. His robe as dark as night covered everything about him. His face could not be seen clearly, and his figure could not be distinguished.

He looked up at the sky, watching the gray-black "sun" in the sky gradually eating away at another round of blood-red "sun".

Next to these two entangled suns, the Thunder Sun and the Black Nightmare Sun are intertwined, and the Crystal Sun and the Emerald Sun are intertwined. There are faint roars hanging down from high in the sky. Sometimes it is the sound of spell chanting, sometimes it is Either a cold conversation or a roar and a rant.

"Dark Head."

A figure also wearing a black robe quietly appeared beside the man, leaned close to his ear, and reported something quickly in a low voice.

The man listened silently and calmly looked back.

"Don't worry about it for now. They are about to compromise. They will get the World Stone soon. But have you got the coordinates that you have been locking?"

The latter shook his head slightly, "Originally, the Crystal Lake lineage was responsible for getting it, but an accident occurred and an outstandingly talented descendant of the Sakirs family passed away. They don't know the news yet.

Now that Sarange, Laura and the others have rushed away, there should be no more problems..."

"It's best if nothing goes wrong."

The man raised his head and looked at the gray sun above his head that was almost completely swallowing up the dark red sun. He whispered in a voice that only he could hear: "These two things are very important for many things we will do next." So important.

Even Lord Shuo Yue is willing to pay such a high price, so what do the lives of us people below matter? ..”

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