Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 111: Double Domain Superposition, I have been waiting for this moment for a long time (ask for the guaranteed monthly ticket!)

In the dense and huge shadow, Ronan saw a gloomy and deep figure slowly emerge.

The young man stepped out of the darkness.

Stepping on the air, she moved towards him step by step.

There was a slight commotion among the crowd watching the battle around the square, and the magic circle wizards were talking about it.

"Travis"

"Travis"

"Travis"

"He wants nightmare tungsten"

“He really wants to be in the top ten.”

“He can’t do it”

Ronan heard the sound of whispers. Everyone mentioned the same name. Travis' figure was projected on every magic light screen, and the fighting "arena" was also the best position reserved for him.

This is a stage built specifically for Travis.

Everyone's attention was on Travis, observing where he was looking, measuring the distance he wanted to go, and guessing at the ambition he was showing.
As for his first step, no one will pay attention to what he is about to step on.

Ronan's eyes flashed, and he flew into the "ring" with a calm expression.

"It's this kid!"

In the spectator seats, a bald man with a black mole on his nose, who was sitting on a suspended metal throne, shifted his gaze away from Travis, who was "the center of everyone's attention", and made a slightly surprised sound when he saw the appearance of his opponent.

"Do you know this first-level person?"

Someone was looking over.

The bald man put his body back on the back of the metal chair, sneered and shook his head: "He is a boy with good talent. I was the one who handled the entrance test.
It's a pity that he had to hang out with Benigo, asking for trouble by becoming someone else's stepping stone!"

"Oh."

The wizard who got the answer turned back calmly, with no big fluctuation on his face.

Even the name Beniger had long since become a thing of the past, let alone the insignificant little person associated with it.

On the other side, the wizard Basil, who was also paying attention to all this, gently stroked the abrasion marks on his left cheek with his hand, with an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes.

After this battle, Travis got what he wanted, and he will get what he wanted.

The resources obtained in exchange for the "intelligence" can allow him to completely heal the old scars on his face.

Ronan tilted his head slightly.

There is no ground on the "ring" for the fight. Travis stands in the air at a higher position than him, with a light film of rune magic array above his head.

A trace of black emanated from Travis, and the powerful mental force field of the second-level wizard enveloped the entire fighting "arena".

'Better than those two guys.'

'Much stronger'

Ronan silently compared Travis with the second-level green-eyed wizard and the middle-aged balding wizard he had fought before.

The most notable feature of a second-level wizard is the "crystallization" of his mental power, which further enhances his soul seal.

After level 2, every slight improvement of a wizard will be much more difficult than before, so the gap between them will become more obvious.

"Om-"

A strange trembling sound was heard.

Ronan looked up and saw densely packed scaly metal flying out from under Travis' robe high up. These metals emitted smoky black mist and danced around Travis like a swarm of insects, and finally gathered behind Travis, like strange and huge wings.

Powerful energy fluctuations emanated from Travis' body and merged with the secondary mental force field, enveloping the gazes coming from all directions. Mixing into a "force" that belonged only to him, completely taking over this area, as if he had become the sole master of this space.

"Shadow Stone Alloy is not a pure metal material."

Travis stretched out his hand and looked at the palm of his hand. The black metal pieces around him changed into various shapes in his hand.

"Whether it's used as a medium for metal spells or as a conductor of dark spell energy, it's not as good as Nightmare Tungsten Steel."

Travis spoke softly with a calm expression, and it didn't seem like he was talking to Ronan, but rather to himself.

"Even the effect of the [Silverization] talisman has not been completely transformed."

On Travis' pale neck, silver-white rune patterns lit up.

He raised his hand, and "released" the metal pieces spinning in his palm as if he was releasing a flock of pigeons.

Including those behind him, all the densely packed scaly metal flew away from him.

These metal pieces were coated with silver-white color one by one in mid-air, and then quickly combined to form huge crescent-shaped sickles.

A large amount of dark free energy particles in the air gathered together, forming a thick black fog that spread.
The terrifying spell energy field spread, and dozens of silver-white crescent sickles were looming in the rapidly spreading black fog, like a ferocious and dangerous monster, silently waving its sharp claws in the hidden shadows.

In just a few breaths, the entire fighting "arena" was completely covered by shadows.

Travis stood on the shadow, and all the silver sickles hidden in the shadow were pointed in one direction - Ronan's position in the center, silently revealing their piercing edge.

But he did not rush to take action.

"If this spell is cast through the Nightmare Tungsten Steel, its power will be at least 30% greater than it is now."

Travis was now speaking to Ronan.

He looked down at Ronan with indifference and slowly took a step forward.

"do you know"

The shadows under Travis' feet began to surge, energy surged, and the looming crescent sickle was completely hidden in the shadows, but the danger in the air was rising sharply.
Suddenly, his calm tone became extremely cold, as if the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time turned into an exploding stream of ice and surged out.

"I have waited so long for this moment!"

The moment the words fell, dozens of cold lights suddenly lit up in the shadows that filled the arena.

Dozens of crescent metal sickles, with their momentum accumulated to the peak, appeared from the shadows, wrapped in rolling black mist, and silently slashed towards Ronan's position at the same time, instantly pulling out dozens of long silver-white traces in the void.
"ended."

Not only Travis, but many magic circle wizards who were watching the battle also had this thought in their minds.

Some people have already withdrawn their attention from the ring and started to estimate the increase in Travis's combat power after this battle, and think about the chances of winning in the next fight.
However, just when everyone thought that the dust had settled, a powerful spiritual force suddenly descended from the sky.

The third-level wizard who was in charge of the competition cast a faint look at the stage belonging to Travis. His eyes fluctuated slightly, and the huge silver bat beside him immediately opened its mouth and spewed out a huge white energy beam in the direction of the arena as if it had received some instructions. After receiving the energy of the beam, the rune array that formed the arena quickly thickened at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Travis's expression suddenly changed while he was inside the rune array.

He opened his arms and an extremely strong mental force emanated from his body.

But before he could make any move or react, the rapidly shrinking shadow on the ring suddenly froze in place, and the boiling and surging black fog also seemed to solidify.

"Click——"

The sound of something breaking.

The next second. "Boom!"

Along with a huge explosion, the solidified shadow on the center stage exploded, and vast white and countless deep blue poured out like a flood.

The terrible cold air fiercely washed over the energy shield at the edge of the arena, causing one shocking ripple after another.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then saw in disbelief -

The huge void arena, wrapped in the rune array light film, has suddenly turned into a blue and white "ice ball".

Countless frost and snow ice spikes of various sizes were suspended in every inch of the arena. Dozens of silver-white crescent metal sickles were frozen in mid-air, covered and frozen in ice, like some special decorations hanging on the wall.

And in the center of this extreme cold, a young man who is the "source" stood quietly.

A large amount of ice and snow surrounded him, and deep blue cold currents extended from under him like glacier veins, covering the entire arena space like a spider web.

Countless mysterious auras intertwined around the boy's body to form two extraordinary force fields. The aura spread out, gently lifting the hem of the boy's robe, and instantly passed through the light film of the rune array, sweeping across the entire duel square.
"Shh!"

"Swish!"

At this moment, countless high-level wizards who were originally sitting peacefully or lazily on the metal chairs suddenly straightened up in their seats and blurted out their words with deep shock and emotion.

"Double domains superimposed?!"

"Dual domains superimposed?"

Travis's arrogance and composure had completely disappeared at this moment.

He took a deep breath with an unsightly expression, his eyes quickly darkened, and then a supernatural power composed of countless mysterious auras slowly emanated from his body, with the momentum to compete with the ubiquitous icy aura.

Ronan turned a blind eye to Travis's actions. He just looked at Travis and said calmly, "I understand how you feel, because I have been waiting for this moment for a long time."

After saying that, Ronan’s figure disappeared and he soared into the air as swiftly as an nimble ice dragon.

The silver-grey robe rustled slightly in the wind and snow, and Ronan appeared at the same height as Travis. The silver-white nightmare tungsten steel flowed down like water and condensed into the shape of two swords in his palms.

"burst!"

Travis uttered a short syllable with a grim expression, and dozens of crescent sickles frozen by frost suddenly exploded, turning into countless silver-white metal scales and quickly flying back to his side.

Travis began to chant spells quickly, and powerful mental force fields and the power of the domain spread outward at the same time. The ice and snow in the covered areas quickly melted, and the cold air dissipated. The fighting arena that was almost completely occupied by frost began to return to Travis' control little by little.

As Travis chanted the spell, Ronan also moved.

He walked towards Travis with two swords in hand. The Realm of Despair, built with the power of two ice-type extraordinary domains as anchors, had evolved and transformed into a higher form.

The proficiency of [Desperate Freeze] itself has increased a lot compared to before, coupled with the equally high proficiency of [Ice Veins], the two auras of despair and extreme cold are intertwined in the field, and the degree of coldness is raised to an unprecedented height.

Wherever it passed, even the air was frozen into undetectable particles.

The space of the fighting arena was not very big. Ronan kept moving forward, and the field of despair and the force field released by Travis collided violently.

The two auras fought and raged, squeezing out twisted shapes in the void.

Obviously, the despair domain after the superposition of Ronan's two domains will have the upper hand, and the space controlled by Travis is constantly being compressed and defeated.
"【Dark Curtain】!【Shadow Harvest】!"

When Travis' force field space was squeezed to a very narrow degree, his spell guidance finally ended, and the black rune pattern on his originally pale and white cheek lit up glaringly.

In an instant, the scaly metal around Travis suddenly condensed into an extremely huge crescent sickle, and countless black mists appeared out of thin air, connecting into a large and dense dark cloud.

It was like a new moon quietly emerging from the dark clouds, and its cold light leaked out like water.

The silver-white giant sickle released waves of violent energy particles, cutting large black ripples in the air, and silently slashed down at Ronan.

The deep and cold extraordinary power of the domain of law belonging to Travis that was wrapped around his body also completely erupted.

With just one encounter, Ronan's area of ​​despair was smoothly cut open.

Travis's spell attack was at least ten times stronger than Ronan's, and coupled with the power of the second-level spell, even Ronan's double-superimposed power of the magic domain could not directly counter it.

The wind and snow that was lingering in front of his eyes suddenly parted, and the fierce wind blew the white hair on Ronan's forehead, but he seemed to turn a blind eye to it. The calmness in his extremely blue eyes was still steadier than an iceberg.

Ronan gently crouched down, crossed his swords in his hands, and took a quick step forward to face the huge crescent sickle.

Just before the scythe collided with the sword, two balls of blue flames rose from the sword like a tornado, enveloping Ronan's body.
"clang--"

An extremely crisp sound of metal collision.

The crescent-shaped sickle that was slashing down diagonally trembled slightly, and the momentum that seemed to cut everything in half suddenly stopped, and the black mist that was wrapped around the sickle also dissipated in large pieces.

Ronan's figure quietly appeared behind the crescent sickle. He did not stop, and the blazing flames of law-breaking on the twin swords of Demon Nightmare were so strong and fierce that they almost enveloped half of his body.

He cut through Travis's mental force field and legal force field as easily as cutting through crisp paper, and went straight in without any hindrance.

"The third kind of extraordinary power?!"

In the spectator seats below, a magic circle wizard suddenly grasped the armrest of the metal chair under him, and slowly said with a twinkling eye: "The effect is broken."

Travis watched Ronan's figure getting bigger and bigger in front of him. The several rings on his ten fingers and the black diamond earrings on his earlobes all glowed faintly.

A protective magic barrier was generated and added to him layer by layer.

Then, under the silver sword tips wrapped in a pair of dark blue flames, the layers were quickly broken open.
Travis's rapidly shrinking pupils reflected the blazing blue that was getting closer and bigger. His expression twisted and suddenly became ferocious.

A crystal-like mental power core in the mind vibrated violently.

Travis let out a silent roar, and the mental power of a second-level wizard was released without reservation at this moment.

The pure mental power stirred up invisible and terrifying storms and tsunamis in the void, and Travis' entire body was emitting an incomparable and dazzling "light" from the inside out!
This is the purest and most direct wizard method, a brutal attack on the mental level, a contest and collision of hard power.

No wizard would choose to fight in this way. Even if he wins, his mental strength will be severely damaged.

But at this moment Travis just wanted to win, he just wanted to make the opponent in front of him hesitate, be afraid, and give in... to buy a little breathing time to recall the Crescent Scythe!

Under the extremely flourishing spiritual "light", the young man's figure seemed to be forced to retreat.

However, before Travis could feel a bit relaxed.

The next moment.
A slender and well-proportioned hand suddenly reached out, directly tore open the mental force field around Travis that was so thick that it was almost solid, and then grabbed his neck fiercely!

When a wizard is approached by someone and grabbed by the neck.

Then no matter how noble his status was or how powerful he was, he would completely lose his elegance and majesty.

Travis looked extremely unhappy as he tried to pry open the hand that was tightly strangling his neck with both hands, but to no avail.

He also tried to cast a spell, but his brows were fixed with a sharp and cold force.

He wanted to struggle, but the hand had already pulled him closer.

Travis was facing a pair of extremely blue and clear eyes. The owner of the eyes pointed the tip of a long sword with silver mist steaming at him, looked into his eyes, and said calmly word by word: "Look, Travis, this is the nightmare tungsten steel you want."

"But here you are. Can you catch it?"

Travis's struggling stopped for a moment. He stood still for a moment and then the light in his eyes quickly dimmed.

(End of this chapter)