Wizard Bloodline

In fact, Ronan had the idea of ​​​​renovating the [frozen soil] flow spell system a long time ago.

The core of the [frozen soil] flow spell system is the icy field formed by different ice spells as anchor points. This concept of "turning points into surfaces" gives it power that surpasses the general spell system.

But compared with the real top inheritance, the shortcomings of [Permafrost] flow's insufficient instant burst are exposed.

"Ice Flame Iris" The Lanster family is obviously aware of the existence of this problem. Both the [Tundra Frozen Earth] and the [Ice Flame] sigil that follow the [Frozen Earth] sigil are making up for this shortcoming. plate.

The effects of [Tundra Frozen Earth] and [Ice Flame] are still there, but they cannot completely level the gap. In other words, the gap may have been leveled. Under the same realm, the icy domain blessed with the [Ice Flame] talisman It may not be impossible to compete with those top magic schools.

But the condition of "below the same level" seems difficult to achieve for Ronan.

Those who are truly qualified to be Ronan's opponents are often geniuses who are one level above him, or even several levels above him.

Therefore, during the three years of hard training in the Silver Magic Ring attic, Ronan has been thinking about how to improve the instantaneous burst of the [frozen earth] spell system.

Still thinking the same as [Innocuous Body], Ronan thought of the compression field.

Gather the scattered forces within the realm, condense the fine ice crystals into spears, pile up the scattered snow flakes into mountains, and gather the free cold currents into the sea.

Hit it out in one breath, directly piercing, crushing, and crushing those who try to fight against the cold.

Just like the "giant demon" form of [Innocent Body], the more completely the power of the domain is compressed, the stronger the power that bursts out instantly!

So here comes this trick - [Snow Country in the Palm]!

However, the casting of this type of spell requires a high level of spell control ability on the part of the caster.

In the battle with the skeleton Deathstroke Mafulin, Ronan tried it, and used the metal type [Broken Silver] to achieve a very good field control effect.

But there is still a big gap between it and his vision.

It wasn't until Ronan broke through the third-level wizard realm, and his mental and soul power increased significantly, that he could truly realize this method - [Ronan Damien's...Snow Kingdom in the Palm]!

The dark blue bright light ball pressed down, and countless blazing light streams surged and overflowed from Ronan's five fingers.

The small patch of void where he was was surrounded by the extreme cold, and mysterious lines like blue ice flowers were washed out.

Andalil's two huge green bone hands, washed by countless streams of extremely cold light, remained frozen in a posture trying to close, and then shattered.

The legal field belonging to Andariel shook.

The vast ocean of undead energy particles and the huge green whirlpool vibrated, swayed, shattered and finally collapsed under the [Snow Kingdom].

Andariel looked up at Ronan and his arrogance disappeared from his face, and for the first time, a look of shock and emotion appeared on his face.

The long green seaweed hair scattered behind him rose up in an instant. Andariel looked ferocious and spread out his arms. Under the robe, two bone armbands trembled at the same time, emitting waves of strong spell waves. .

Immediately after, countless complex and mysterious green runes lit up on his arms, neck, and pale and handsome cheeks.

In an instant, the broken field was reorganized, and more than a dozen giant skulls surrounding Andariel collided with each other with a bang, forming a huge skull plate, spinning crazily, rising into the sky, and holding on tightly. The dark blue light ball that keeps pressing down.

"Kakaka-"

The brilliant dark blue light ball collided with the bone plate, constantly making a tooth-breaking sound of friction and cracking. Countless streams of dark blue and green light escaped from the position where the two spells collided, setting off a tsunami-like wave in the void. The terrifying energy tide spreads out in waves.

The terrifying energy aftermath made the onlookers retreat again and again. Everyone had shocked and incomprehensible expressions on their faces. They could hardly believe their eyes. They even ignored the lighting up of a stone pillar and ignored the fact that it had already been lit up. Quickly shrink into the light curtain of the ancient city behind you.

At this moment, I don’t know how many people had the same thought popping up in their minds, swirling wildly – ​​who is this person? Why... could he force Andariel to this extent? !

On the illuminated stone pillars, the geniuses who had already been seated were also paying attention.

This is the last battle before the end of the first round of the battle, and it is almost the most intense and brilliant battle so far.

Many people are surprised that in a deserted corner, there is such a new evil star who can compete head-on with Andariel, the chief inheritor of the "Venom Mask".

Wrapped in titanium, Ronan's eyes were like demonic fire, but his mind was as calm as an icy lake.

[Snow Country in the Palm] is not perfect yet, it is just a "prototype" now.

He could clearly sense the terrifying energy that could run rampant at any time in the light ball, and the chaotic aura of the law.

His current feeling was like holding an extremely unstable frost nuclear bomb in his hand that could explode at any time... Oh no, to be precise, it was already exploding outward!

In Ronan's imagination, the real "Snow Kingdom in the Palm" should be transformed into a stable spell crystal ball in his hand, where the power of frost gathers a little, and the legal domains blend with each other and become docile.

Although he achieved the first step and achieved a relatively extreme compression of the icy field at the core of the [frozen soil] flow, he only "roughly" rolled all the forces in the field into a ball.

The power of [Snow Country in the Palm] still has a lot of room for improvement.

"It's the limit of what I can do at this stage. My soul power and mental power are already a little bit inferior to the control of ice element energy."

Ronan thought to himself. At this moment, his control over the light ball in his palm has reached an extreme.

Ronan saw Andariel's ferocious face full of madness under the skull plate through the turbulent energy flow.

His enchanting blue-gold eyes flickered slightly.

The next second.

Ronan released the hand holding [Snow Country].

"Boom!"

The [Snow Country] imprisoned in a palm, after the last bit of power that bound it retreated, the power that was compressed to the extreme was finally released like a trapped beast.

The brilliant dark blue light ball exploded.

A huge circle of dark blue ice flames spread out first.

Silently, everything was frozen, washed away, and crushed into dust.

Andariel's pelvis was the first to be hit. It stopped rotating after just one encounter. The green light wrapped around the pelvis faded in an instant, and then the entire pelvis was rapidly frozen by the thick ice layer.

When the bright light behind the ice flame expanded and exploded, the entire frozen pelvis was directly shattered.

Under the sky where the broken bone fragments rushed down like a deep blue waterfall, Andariel roared to the sky and raised a small and exquisite crystal skull with terrifying power fluctuations with one arm.

In an instant, countless green lights gathered towards him, and a huge white bone "broke out of the ground" under his feet!

The eye sockets and mouth of the white bone giant condensed by the spell were burning with blazing green fire. There were four arms on the bone body, and even a pair of deformed and weird bone wings on the back.

As soon as the white-bone giant with two wings and four arms appeared, it embraced and pounced fiercely at the center of the energy explosion. The raging frost was blocked by its huge bone body, and in an instant, most of its body was covered with layers of ice.

"Crack, crack--"

Several barely visible cracks appeared on the crystal skull held high in Andariel's hand.

At this moment, a slender and upright silver-white body quietly appeared beside Andariel.

Its palms formed into a knife, and its arms were wrapped with emerald green flames. It quickly broke through the layers of force fields around Andariel and approached him.

Andariel noticed the arrival of the person, turned around suddenly, held the crystal skull high in one hand, and a gray-white bone spur appeared in the other hand.

He stabbed in the direction of the person with cold eyes.

A dark light shot out from the tip of the bone spur, and shot towards Ronan quickly.

At the moment of the dark light, Ronan's eyelids twitched slightly, and he felt like he was being stared at by some ferocious beast or poisonous creature, but his face did not show any fluctuations.

His body swayed slightly, and the whole person suddenly disappeared, just avoiding the black dark light by a hair's breadth.

After a short teleportation, the moment Ronan landed, all the titanium on his body fell off his body, turning into a silver metal torrent and rushing towards Andariel.

The titanium entered the area within a few meters around Andariel, and Ronan raised his right hand from a distance.

At the moment when he didn't say "stagnation", a strong warning suddenly rose in his heart.

The black dark light that he had dodged once before, at some point, turned around and came up again like a living thing.

Although he didn't know what this mysterious dark light was, his intuition told Ronan that if he was shot, it would probably not end well.

It was too late to dodge at this time. In a thousandth of a second, Ronan's body made a strange movement that ordinary people could not do at all, and he almost dodged the light.

His movement was too fast, so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to catch it.

In Andariel's eyes, Ronan seemed to have not moved at all, and his killer bone spur light passed through his body inexplicably.

"How is this possible?!"

Andariel blurted out, with a more intense shock on his face than when he saw the terrifying power of [Snow Country in the Palm] before.

It's normal not to understand. Any wizard who has not practiced [Austerity Body Forging] can't understand it..

Ronan's eyes flickered slightly, and he raised his hand calmly.

The titanium scattered around Andariel rapidly released the power of "stagnation of space". When the "stagnation and confinement" power, which was more bizarre and terrifying than pure icy power, attacked from all directions, Andariel felt that his body and even his soul seemed to be frozen, and his face suddenly changed.

The next second, the silver titanium aggregated into a disk, like a smooth mirror, "sealing" Andariel in a relative plane.

Immediately afterwards, the silver-white round mirror shattered, and the edges of the broken mirror surface were black, and the terrifying power of space collapse was intertwined.

"Bang!"

A ball of green light exploded.

Andariel suddenly jumped out of the broken mirror void like a frightened bird, his face pale, and no longer arrogant.

He rushed in one direction, and the titanium behind him threw himself into Ronan's arms again as if welcoming his king, turning into armor.

Ronan followed like a shadow, his chestnut hair slightly raised, and his charming eyes seemed to draw blue and gold traces in the void.

He caught up with Andariel in a breath, and titanium flowed quickly on his arms, condensing into a long sword-shaped narrow blade.

The emerald green flame of breaking the law jumped and burned on the blade, and Ronan made a horizontal slashing motion.

"Tear——"

The invincible Blade of Spell-Breaking smoothly cut through Andariel's mental force field, and then his robe. The tip of the sword touched the soft flesh. Andariel turned around with a grim face and stabbed out with a bone spur in his hand, trying to block it.

Ronan gently stirred his hands.

"Shua——"

A pale broken arm holding a bone spur flew high into the sky

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

The explosion sounded from the collision of several spell powers, and a figure rushed out of the battle group quickly like a rabbit jumping up and down.

"Boom!"

Landing safely on a gray-white stone pillar that had not yet been lit, the blazing light column shot up into the sky, the brilliance was dazzling, but it could not be covered. On the stone pillar, Andariel, who was holding the broken arm tightly with one hand, had an extremely ugly face.

The fierce battle group quietly subsided.

Ronan stood in mid-air, wearing a deep and gorgeous silver-white metal armor, his arms drooping naturally, and red blood dripping from his slender fingertips.

That was Andariel's blood.

The "head" that the defeated should hand over, and the large mysterious light ball left by Andariel sank into Ronan's body.

The thick gray smoke around Ronan expanded rapidly at this moment, and in the blink of an eye it expanded into a large and majestic gray cloud, gathering and dispersing, rising rapidly behind him like layers of dense shadows.

At this moment, all the wizards watching this battle around this battlefield were silent.

They stood still, as if they were collectively punched in the face, and everyone had a suffocating expression on their faces.

Andariel.

Unlike Adam of the Dawn of Psychic Energy and Livich of the Chaos Secret Society, who are also the chief geniuses of the three major wizard forces in the south, Andariel is undoubtedly too high-profile.

For more than a year, he has been "hunting" the talented wizards from small and medium-sized forces in the south.

He is "notorious", but also frightening.

It's like he occupied four stone pillars and refused to give them up, trying to harvest many talented wizards in the second echelon as "food". Although it aroused public anger, no one could stop him.

Andariel is like a shadow hanging over the heads of many talented wizards in the south, constantly bringing them the deepest and most terrifying nightmares.

But now.

Someone actually tore this shadow apart in front of everyone!

In the head-on confrontation, cut off one of Andariel's arms and drove him to the stone pillar like a miserable dog!

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