Wizard Bloodline

Ronan suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from the dream where he transformed into a hydra and fought with a giant flaming bird.

Ronan's heart was shaken. At this time, the bloodline passed down to "Hekarto" in his body was falling into unprecedented restlessness. The fragmented memories conveyed in the bloodline finally made Ronan understand why he instinctively felt disgusted with Moriel. Why is Moriel's fire spell so powerful?

Because what flows in her body is the blood of the legendary overlord of fire-type monsters, the flaming phoenix!

It is also the natural enemy of the Frost Hydra!

In ancient times, once the two met, it would be a fight to the death.

But none of this matters to Ronan now.

At this moment, Moriel's pure and enchanting beautiful face was less than three centimeters away from him, her eyes were closed, and she was sleeping peacefully.

Her lips were covered with tiny orange-red fragments, as if she were smeared with some kind of strange lip glaze, and her face was surrounded by dense worm-like filaments.

Those filaments were all connected to Ronan's body, piercing into his flesh, desperately sucking the majestic vitality in every piece of flesh and blood and every cell in his body. The vitality light ball in the deepest part of the body passed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. .

As his life force passed away, his whole body seemed to be gradually drained of moisture. The firepower previously suppressed by the frost swept over again, and he heard the "cracking" sound of his body burning again.

The legendary immortal bird will be reborn in the flames every time when its life is about to come to an end!

Obviously, Moriel was undergoing this process of "nirvana and rebirth" at this time.

She was seriously injured and wanted to rise from the ashes, but Ronan was unfortunately chosen to be the fuel to ignite the fire of rebirth!

"Damn it! Damn it."

The hatred of his bloodline enemies, coupled with the danger of his life being forcibly extracted, gave rise to primitive ferocity and violence in Ronan's heart. At this time, he wanted to tear up Moriel in front of him, bite open her tender flesh, and drink heavily. shed her blood.

He struggled hard and tried his best to get rid of the phoenix tentacles rooted in his body.

Ronan growled, frantically tapping a mark on his soul.

"Hekarto...you shouldn't have let me die like this, at the hands of your mortal enemy. Hekarto!!!"

As if I heard his call, on a certain ocean abyss on the edge of the southern continent, amidst the roaring waves and the waves hitting the rocks on the shore, the rolling ice broke through, and a two-headed giant black and blue snake raised its head silently.

"Phoenix."

Both heads of the giant snake uttered the same name, and its scarlet and cold eyes seemed to reflect the scene of a multi-headed young snake dying under the pecks of a giant bird covered in flames.

The giant snake's eyes fluctuated slightly for a few times, but soon returned to calmness and indifference.

Without looking back, it broke through the heavy waves in front of it, sank silently into the vast sea, and disappeared completely.

"Huh-huh-"

In the boundless wilderness, all traces of frost have been completely lost.

The raging fire melted the original small village from scorched earth into a blazing lake of lava.

In the center of the flowing magma lake, golden-red flames burned quietly, revealing an indescribable vitality.

At the center of the flame, through the crystal-clear fiery red, one can clearly see that two "entangled" figures are slowly separating.

The girl stretched her body and raised her head upwards. Below, a young man's figure hung down feebly.

Ronan felt his soul burning.

It's like going back to the scene when you first hit the official wizard level and took the burning potion.

"Ice and fire co-respect... ice and fire co-respect"

Ronan kept repeating in his mind what the "Spirt Alchemist" had said to him. He knew very well that he wanted to survive in such a situation, and this might be the only chance.

With the potential of death threats bursting out, Ronan entered an unspeakable and wonderful state. ,

The two energy elements of ice and fire transformed into various forms in his consciousness, and Ronan seemed to vaguely grasp the connection between them.

but.

The time he had at his disposal was too little.

Before he could fully capture this wisp of spiritual light, his consciousness gradually fell into blur as he continued to "burn".

His blood seemed to dry up.

The strong body he was once proud of now seemed like a dry and cracked earth, covered in scorched earth.

Ronan had been on the verge of death many times, and he was all too familiar with that feeling.

It's just that this time is different from the past. It's not like sinking to the bottom of a cold and dark lake. Instead, it seems like it has turned into ashes, slowly broken and withered, and died after being completely burned out.

Just when Ronan was about to lose consciousness completely, suddenly.

"Click——"

Around his neck, a necklace he had been wearing quietly shattered.

All the gems on the necklace had already melted, and the only remaining dark blue crystal ring was shattered at this moment.

A semi-illusory circular mark emerged from the broken ring, quickly sinking into Ronan's eyebrows, and then a force appeared gently, quickly covering his whole person.

"Ice and snow...covered the corpses"

The sound is like the whistling of wind and snow, and also like the intonation of an euphemistic sigh.

A voice whispered in Ronan's ear.

In an instant, a trace of mysterious Qi quietly bloomed.

Silently.

The flowing lake of magma burned quietly, almost condensing into a golden-red flame in the shape of a phoenix.

Everything was covered by an inexplicable force in the next second.

Everything turned into a silent and beautiful ice sculpture.

The far north.

At the end of the endless ice and snow, there are rushing ice waterfalls and white snow covering everything. The towering snow-capped mountains are like the silent and eternal guardians of this isolated place.

Time seems to be frozen here, and the years have not flowed. Only the whispers of ice, snow and wind linger between heaven and earth.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a huge vibration broke the tranquility of this world.

In the snow-capped mountains, ancient beings are constantly awakening from their slumber.

In the ancient snow-white temple on one of the oldest, towering, solemn and snow-capped mountains, a stooped old figure suddenly opened his eyes.

This is an extremely old woman.

Her long gray hair almost covered the entire hall, and the wrinkles on her face and body were more numerous than the snow-capped mountains and ravines of the Far North.

Her eyes were cloudy, her dry lips were moving, and she kept calling a name.

"Elsa Elsa."

Not long after, a beautiful girl with long dark blue hair like a waterfall and surrounded by countless withered and blooming ice flowers appeared quietly in the hall.

The girl knelt down in front of the old woman with a respectful expression and kissed her hair.

When the old woman saw the girl's appearance, she stopped calling, and a faint look of love and tenderness appeared on her face.

She stretched out her skinny palm, gently touched the girl's head, and spoke in a low voice.

"I feel it"

"The other half of the Ice Emperor's mark has awakened, and it is calling you."

"You are destined to be the next leader of Frost."

"Go and get back the complete Ice Emperor inheritance. It belongs to you."

The girl nodded respectfully.

She silently exited the hall, and when she walked outside the hall, her beautiful face was full of nobility and coldness.

Countless snowflakes in the world surrounded her, worshiping and singing praises to her. She looked down on all living beings like a born ice and snow queen.

The girl stepped lightly into the howling wind and snow, and a huge ice dragon immediately appeared among the snowy mountains. It flapped its wings and flew quickly to the end of the vast snowfield.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

It seems to be just a short moment, and it seems to be as long as a century.

"Kakaka-"

In the snow-covered wilderness, a huge ice sculpture had numerous cracks on its surface, and finally exploded with a "bang", and a slender and tall figure jumped out of it.

"call--"

Ronan's feet landed firmly on the ground, and he opened his mouth to spit out clouds of white air.

At this time, he was completely naked, and his perfect body lines were exposed in the daylight, fully displaying his original masculine beauty.

Ronan is in good condition now, and his physical strength seems to have been greatly enhanced. Although the vitality ball in his body has been consumed a lot, it is much better than the previous bad situation where it was almost "drained". .

But at this time Ronan's focus was not on these at all.

He probed himself and felt that there was a ring-shaped mark shining like snowflakes and ice flakes deep in his soul.

"Alice's Ice Ring"

Ronan "stared" at the mark and murmured.

This thing, which was passed down to the "Ice Flame Iris" Lanster family together with [Frozen Earth], although he has been wearing it, he has almost forgotten about it.

He has never been able to find out what is special about the ice ring. Its core runes double the amplification effect on ice spells, but as the strength gradually increases, it gradually becomes less important.

Unexpectedly, there is another "secret" hidden in this ice ring. No wonder the Lanster family values ​​it so much.

Ronan closed his eyes, and through the mark, he faintly felt a distant calling.

He then carefully felt the chill of ice and snow brought by the "ice ring" around him.

The power of the bloodline of "Hekarto" seemed to be different, but he couldn't tell exactly what the difference was.

"This power can directly extinguish the 'Nirvana Fire' belonging to Moriel's Phoenix bloodline. Even compared to the overlord who dominated the frost in ancient times, the Frost Hydra bloodline is not inferior."

Ronan was touched, and planned to ask Soraya about the "Allis Ice Ring" when he returned to Whitestone Castle.

"Kaka——"

At this time, a sound of ice breaking suddenly sounded behind him.

Hearing this voice, Ronan's eyes instantly turned cold, and strong murderous intent burst out from his eyes.

The whole person disappeared on the spot almost as soon as the sound sounded, waiting for him to appear again

"boom!"

In the frosty wilderness, the huge boulder ice sculpture suddenly shattered, and in the sudden billowing ice dust, Ronan stood tall and tall, his majestic and majestic body like a rugged iceberg, his long hair dancing wildly, and one arm raised.

Facing the outline of the sun, his five fingers tightly clasped a girl's neck.

"hiss--"

Ronan locked Moriel's throat with his right hand, and made a knife with his left hand. The revived titanium and frost condensed the edge of the blade between his fingers. His five fingers were dark and cold, and he grabbed Moriel coldly and fiercely.

The latter struggled violently, making a harsh roar from his mouth, dancing with his hands, and actually showed superb close combat skills.

But with the huge power gap, Moril's resistance was as insignificant to Ronan as a baby under an adult's hands.

"Crack-Crack-"

With two consecutive crisp sounds, Moril's two white and tender arms fell limply, and Ronan quickly broke her legs, then poked Moril's forehead with a cold look.

If he poked her directly, Moril's pretty little head would explode like a crushed watermelon.

After two consecutive life-and-death crises, Ronan's killing intent against Moril had become unprecedentedly strong, not to mention that the blood of their ancient enemies flowed in their bodies.

He had a hundred and a thousand reasons to kill Moril on the spot!

However.

"Buzz-"

When Ronan's fingertips touched Moril's forehead, a mysterious and complex rune suddenly lit up on the latter's smooth and full forehead.

Ronan also felt a burst of burning heat in his forehead.

Then a strong tingling sensation came from his forehead.

He exerted a little force on his hand, and the tingling sensation became more obvious, as if he was stabbing Molly's forehead while stabbing his own forehead!

"Boom!"

An inexplicable force broke out, and both of their bodies were shaken back.

"Tick-tock."

Ronan stretched out his hand, caught the blood dripping from his forehead, and looked at Molly for answers with incredible eyes.

"What's going on?"

At this moment, he could sense that there was an extremely wonderful bond that was closely connecting him and Molly.

They could feel each other's most subtle emotional changes, mental fluctuations, and even tactile perceptions.

As if they were born together, like some twins who were born with telepathy and shared everything.

They had the most intimate relationship in the world.

This connection was mixed with the blood flowing in the two people, the hatred between the old enemies and the natural enemies, and the hatred that had once been generated by the intersection.

Extreme intimacy and extreme hatred.

The two extremely contradictory emotions mixed together, making Ronan not know how to deal with Molly in front of him for a moment.

Molly, obviously felt the same as him.

She was even more extreme than Ronan.

She stood there blankly for a while, and then rushed towards Ronan like a mental breakdown, shouting and roaring, like a mad female beast, dancing and even using her mouth, wanting to fight him to death.

Ronan snorted coldly and kept counterattacking her attacks.

This time it was no longer as easy as before. Since the strange runes on the eyebrows of the two lit up, no matter what kind of damage he caused to Molly, his body would suffer the same pain for no reason.

Neither of them was willing to give in. They fought the most primitive and wild close combat on the frost-covered field. They even forgot their identity as wizards.

Until the sun set in the west, the stars spread across the sky, and a crescent moon rose from the horizon.

The two "wounded" people finally stopped fighting.

"Huh-huh-"

Ronan sat on the grass with new dew, slowly calmed his breathing, mobilized the vitality light ball in his body, and quickly repaired the injuries on his body.

More than ten meters away from him, Molly looked like she was lost.

Suddenly she smiled miserably, looked at Ronan, and murmured in a "lifeless" tone: "How could I... conclude a 'symbiotic' contract with you."