Wizard Bloodline

After a few steps and more than ten meters away, Ronan saw Old Wells, Venisia, Wizard Barry and others standing dozens of meters away from him, looking at him worriedly, and they had not run far away.

Ronan was anxious and tried to urge them to leave quickly, but the next second he was locked by a strong and cold mental force.

His heart tightened and he turned his head quickly.

He saw the black-robed man in the distance looking at him coldly, with coldness and indifference in his eyes, as if he was looking at a bug desperately running away.

He was chanting, uttering one strange syllable after another.

In the field full of broken limbs and flesh, pieces of pale bones floated and gathered in the air in front of him. Under the guidance of invisible forces, they quickly pieced together the shape of a bone spear. Bloody runes flowed on the spear, and the tip of the spear pointed at Ronan. In an instant, Ronan's eyebrows felt like being pricked by a needle.

"We can't let him cast this spell! Otherwise, I will probably die!"

Ronan's pupils contracted, and a voice in his heart yelled at him.

"We must interrupt his spell!"

Ronan made a quick decision in his mind.

He wiped the blood foam and sweat on his face fiercely, gritted his teeth, and his pale and handsome face looked a little hideous.

"Buzz——"

[Energy Missile]!

The spell syllables were uttered, and the resonance between mental power and energy particles was achieved. A huge blue-black ball of light appeared in front of Ronan, and then quickly shot out as he pointed.

The moment the energy missile was thrown out, Ronan's figure couldn't help but stagger slightly.

He didn't have much mental power left, and the casting of [Energy Missile] drained it directly.

The blue-black energy ball was wrapped in a terrifying might, and it raised a gust of wind and rushed towards the black-robed man.

I thought the other party's emotions would at least fluctuate, but I didn't expect that the black-robed man who was concentrating on chanting didn't even raise his eyelids when facing Ronan's attack.

When the energy ball was about to hit the other party, a tall and pale figure with a thick black aura rushed out from the side and blocked the light ball firmly.

"Boom!"

The explosion sounded, and the sword and shield skeleton hit by the light ball staggered back.

The rotten shield in its hand had been shattered when it took Ronan's energy missile last time, and this time it relied entirely on its bones to resist.

The overflowing energy flowed through it, and the ribs of the entire chest of the Sword and Shield Skeleton were completely broken, and bone fragments fell down. However, the green ghost fire in the eye sockets was not extinguished, and it calmly stood up again in just half a breath.

The broken bones that fell from its body were all pulled over by the black-robed man's spell, which accelerated the formation of the white bone spear.

"Fuck!"

Ronan's face was ugly, and he cursed the black-robed man with the undead servants in his heart. It was really shameless.

When fighting, let the fearless undead brothers take the lead, and you cast spells calmly, you can attack or defend. How can ordinary people play with them?

If I hadn't practiced body forging, the black-robed man wouldn't have to take action, and the Sword and Shield Skeleton alone would be enough to give me a headache, although it was already a headache now.

Ronan quickly took out the sleep potion he had gotten from Sean before, opened the bottle, and poured two into his mouth in one breath.

Then he quickly pulled out the spare dagger from his waist and stabbed it hard into his thigh!

"Hmph!"

The moment the tip of the knife entered the flesh, the blue veins on Ronan's forehead jumped suddenly and he groaned.

The intense pain instantly extinguished the sleepiness that had just emerged.

The price of stabbing himself was that Ronan's mental power was restored to full again.

Without any delay, Ronan, whose mental power was fully replenished, cast [Energy Missile] again with a cold face.

"Throw two more. Whether it succeeds or not, turn around and run away immediately!"

A thought rolled through his mind, and an [Energy Missile] was launched.

Without even looking at the result, Ronan resisted the nausea caused by the slight backlash of mental power from continuous casting in a short period of time, and prepared to throw another missile without stopping.

However, this time, before he could recite the syllables of the spell, the mental power in his mind became active first.

Inexplicably, a wonderful resonance was achieved.

Ronan was stunned for a moment, and before he could figure out how this strange change happened, the next second.

His mental power was like a flood, and was suddenly and frantically drained.

In just a few breaths, the mental power of a level 5 apprentice that had just been fully replenished was directly consumed.

"Ah!"

Ronan screamed and suddenly covered his head with both hands.

At this moment, his expression was distorted with pain, and the dense veins on his forehead bulged. The long hair draped over his shoulders fluttered without wind, and some of them quietly turned from chestnut to gray.

Ronan endured the severe pain that seemed to be splitting his head, and saw a stream of mottled energy flowing in front of his eyes and converging to a point.

Large tracts of light twisted in front of his eyes, and the air collapsed.

There was an indescribable and undetectable mysterious aura that permeated, interweaving into an indescribable and terrible force field.

In the force field, a pure black light spot quietly appeared.

It was like a microscopic black hole, and all the light and energy particles around it were quickly sucked in.

Ronan's expression was ferocious, his mind was muddled, and his vision was blurred.

He realized that the chanting that had been lingering in his ears, as if it was a death-threatening sound, had stopped at some point.

He subconsciously looked in the direction of the black robe, and could only barely see a figure standing still.

The black robe's spell didn't seem to be completed, and the white bone spear that gave Ronan an unparalleled sense of crisis was still incomplete and hanging in the air.

However, the black robe stopped singing for some reason and stared blankly at him.

The expression on his face was very strange, astonished, surprised, confused, and in a trance. It was as if he saw an impossible thing happening in an impossible place and an impossible person.

He has lost his mind.

"Extraordinary... legal realm?!..."

Ronan could barely hear the man in black robe muttering to himself, and saw him shaking his head constantly, doubting himself, and saying impossible words.

Ronan was so uncomfortable that his head felt like it was about to split and his body was shaky. He didn't even care about what the black robe said. He could only use all his strength to point a finger in the direction of the black robe.

"Go go."

Following the guidance of his thoughts, the pure black light point in front of Ronan, entwined with the aura of a terrifying force field, flew out quickly with a terrifying force that seemed to be able to crush and destroy everything, and then silently smashed everything into pieces. Things that block its path.

"thump!"

When it was all over, Ronan was half-kneeling on the ground in exhaustion, his whole body soaked in sweat, and his mind went blank, leaving only the instinctive "huffing and puffing" and violent breathing.

The [Cleaning] rune on the gray robe took effect, and Ronan's body glowed with a faint blood color like smoke.

The huge field fell into a deathly silence.

Time seems to have completely stopped at this moment.

I don't know how long it took, but when I saw Ronan Qiang standing up precariously, several figures woke up from a dream and rushed towards him as if they were flying.