Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 136: The Man of the Kachin Family, Delayed War, Situation (Thanks to Brother Adan for being the leader)
During Ronan's weak apprenticeship, he had two experiences where his life and death were completely controlled by others, and he fell into despair and powerlessness.

These two experiences, one came from Laura, and the other... came from Angele.

The two of them once left a heavy shadow in Ronan's heart, becoming two insurmountable walls.

Later, Ronan broke down one of the two walls, and now only Angele was left.

The purpose of this trip, as well as all the people and things around him, seemed to become unimportant to Ronan at this moment.

There was only Angele in his eyes and only one thought in his mind. Something in his body began to burn. From a spark, it quickly turned into an unprecedented raging flame, enveloping Ronan completely.

Then it quickly converged, and along with those surging irrelevant emotions and distractions, it froze together and sank quickly to the bottom of the lake of the heart...
Talent, [Lake of No Thoughts]!
The infinitely tranquil lake blue in Ronan's eyes was frozen inch by inch, without any ripples anymore, like two mirrors, each reflecting Angelet's figure.

The gray-silver robe was gently lifted up, and Ronan crossed half of the battlefield in one step, like a sharp sword, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Angele in front of him.

Angelet was obviously waiting for him, just like when he first faced him.

He watched Ronan approach quietly. The face that could not be seen clearly under the black cloak was laughing silently. The way he looked at Ronan was like looking at a fresh and plump fruit that was waiting for him to pick.

However, just as Ronan was about to approach, the fighting spirit flowing between the two was suddenly stopped.

Angele seemed to have received some news. A message stone appeared in his hand. His eyes flickered rapidly under his hood. He looked away from Ronan and turned his head slightly to whisper something to the black-robed wizard with black lips beside him.
After doing all this, he looked at Ronan deeply, and then without looking back, he flew into the other direction and left quickly.

"Angel."

Ronan, who entered the state of [Lake of No Thoughts], had a blank expression on his face. Driven by his obsession, he chased after Angele's departing back.

The next second, he was blocked by a figure.

A man who was in the middle and late stages of Level 2 stood in front of Ronan, releasing powerful mental fluctuations wantonly, like a rapidly expanding dense shadow.

"Although I don't know why a mere first-level wizard like you can be valued so highly by the adults."

The man in black robe looked down at Ronan, his thin black lips tightly pursed, his expression cold, and the voice that spoke seemed to come from his abdomen.

"But my Lord said that I must entertain you well."

After he finished speaking, two black diamond-like lights suddenly burst out of his eyes, and his huge mental power was mobilized. A surging black wave appeared out of thin air, releasing terrifying magical energy pressure, and quickly rolled towards Ronan.

Just before that, he used this dark magic to overwhelm the second-level wizards in the core group of Fred's family, making it almost impossible for them to breathe.

As a result, when the silver-haired, round-faced young man and others saw the black-robed man taking action, they still felt a heavy shadow in their hearts, their scalps tingling and they subconsciously retreated, even though the spell was not aimed at them.

Facing the rolling black waves that took on all kinds of strange and bizarre shapes, Ronan seemed to ignore them. He kept moving straight forward without deviating from his trajectory even a bit.

A white, slender arm was raised from under the robe, and Ronan made a horizontal slashing motion forward.

Black liquid metal flowed along his arm and burst out from his fingertips, turning into dazzling silver-white inch by inch, just like high-temperature silver paste splashed casually. After coming into contact with the air, it instantly cooled and solidified, and finally turned into a huge, cold and gorgeous half-moon-shaped blade.

After the brilliant silver blade appeared, it stayed in the air for a short time, and an invisible force continued to accumulate rapidly. When it reached a peak, countless mysterious auras burst out from the silver blade and turned into a blazing blue flame.

"Shh-"

The crescent-shaped silver blade wrapped in dark blue flames shot out and collided with the black magic wave summoned by the black robe in an instant.

Without any setbacks or obstructions, the surging black magic wave was broken silently, and the half-moon silver edge wrapped in dark blue flames approached the black-robed man in the blink of an eye.

The black-robed man's pupils shrank slightly, and for the first time, his pale face, which looked as stiff and numb as a corpse, showed a change of expression.

He flew backwards, and energy shields rose up outside his body one after another, but they were easily cut through like buttery paper under the pressing silver blade.

At a certain moment, a strong sense of warning suddenly arose in the black-robed man's heart. He saw that the dark blue flame burning on the huge half-moon shaped silver blade in front of him was completely extinguished in less than half a second, and was replaced by bright and dazzling red light one after another.

The entire huge crescent blade seemed to be continuously heated by some force, vibrating violently, and was on the verge of an extremely unstable runaway at any time!
"not good!"

The black-robed man's expression tensed, and two black balls suddenly appeared in his hands, which he crushed with force.

"boom!"

The huge half-moon-shaped blade exploded into a ball of brilliant and gorgeous silver fireworks. The terrifying energy aftermath of the explosion shook the void, setting off one violent turbulence after another.

Along with the silver fireworks, a thick black wall appeared, wrapping the black-robed man like an eggshell, bearing the force of the metal explosion head-on, shaking but standing still.
"Click——"

The eggshell-like black crystal wall broke open, and a cold man in black robe strode out from it. A terrifying aura spread out from his body, blowing up his pure black robe, making it extremely cold.

However, this aura on his body did not last long before it froze along with the light in his eyes.

He saw a tall and slender figure approaching him without him noticing.

The figure stepped on the void step by step, and the air under his feet seemed to turn into a frozen lake, with deep blue veins extending outward.

Two rotating frozen balls filled with despair, and two pure white ice blades emitting endless coldness and sharpness. Several spells spun rapidly around him, and the auras of three different types of extraordinary magic domains intertwined.
The black-robed man's tightly pursed lips opened slightly involuntarily.

Time seems to be infinitely stretched at this moment.

He watched helplessly as the figure worshipped by frost quietly approached him and passed by him with a light step.

At the moment of passing
The three magic domains overlapped, and the domain power of the twelve spell anchor points spread silently, gently wrapping him.

The indescribable extreme cold air was like a glacier that had suddenly collapsed and exploded. A torrent of extremely white cold air instantly submerged the man in black robes.
When all the deep blue, white and cold air disappeared.

Everyone on the field only saw——

A huge block of ice as big as a mountain was quietly suspended in the air. Inside the ice, a figure in a black robe had an expression of shock and astonishment, frozen motionless.

The ice fell silently, making a loud noise when it hit the ground.

As for the white-haired young man who had fought with him before, he had now appeared in the sky very far away, and only a small black dot remained.

From beginning to end, his route did not change at all, and he always maintained a straight line forward.

He passed the obstacle created by the black-robed man, just as if he had just lightly kicked away a small stone on the road ahead. The entire battle of spells took no more than two rounds.
The huge battlefield fell into deathly silence.

Only occasionally would the snow slide down from the treetops, with a slight sound of ice and frost breaking.

No one spoke. The wizards of Fred's family, including all the black-robed wizards, were all overwhelmed with shock and remained silent.

The core members of the Fred family, led by the silver-haired, round-faced young man, all had dull expressions at this moment. They stared blankly at the direction where the white-haired young man left. Only one thought was swirling wildly in their minds: "Is this really a man from the Kachin family?!"

This is a steep and rugged mountain, covered with a thin layer of ice and snow, surrounded by low white pines. A tall red-haired woman stands on the mountain, gazing at the turbulent and roaring third-level battlefield not far away.

"Whoosh——" A figure descended from the sky, leaving transparent and invisible air ripples under his feet, and landed beside the woman step by step.

"You came."

The red-haired woman glanced at the person who came and greeted him lightly.

The latter hummed lightly and reached out to take off the cloak on his head.

A young, pale man's face appeared.

He had short brown hair and his features were neither handsome nor ugly.

But a pair of wine-red eyes as pure as blood diamonds, the delicate and complex black rune patterns on his face, and the innate evil spirit between his brows, added an indescribable and powerful charm to his originally ordinary appearance.

"How's it going?"

The young man asked the woman beside him softly, his eyes cast towards the battle group in front.

His wine-red eyes reflected the magic light bursting out from the battle group, as well as three huge dark blue snake shadows moving and swaying.

“I have confirmed it.”

The red-haired woman replied, "You are out of luck, the thing you want has been swallowed by several cold-scaled pythons.

If we catch them, we might be able to extract a little bit of ingredients from their flesh and blood.
However, several third-level wizards from the local family are hunting these Frost Scale Pythons. It will be difficult to snatch them from them."

"Four level threes!"

The young man narrowed his eyes, and the light in his eyes flickered slightly. After a long time, he said in a low voice: "With a third-level monster, it is indeed quite difficult.
That's it."

The young man retracted his gaze into the distance and said calmly, "I just came here to take a look. It's not something important that I must get.

Let's gather people and leave..."

"Ah."

The red-haired woman nodded and was about to leave when the young man in front of her seemed to have discovered something that surprised him. He looked at the slightly glowing communication stone in his hand and uttered a light "Huh".

"what happened?"

the red-haired woman inquired.

The young man's eyes flickered, and he smiled and shook his head: "Nothing, I just found something very interesting.

The seed that was sown casually at the beginning has unknowingly grown into a thriving fruit tree.

The tree bears attractively colored fruits...hiss——"

The young man took a deep breath and sighed in ecstasy, "I can almost imagine the wonderful scene of juice oozing out when I take a bite."

"Be careful not to break your teeth."

The red-haired woman reminded him expressionlessly: "Think about Gattuso who was stepped on by you. When you first joined the swamp, in his eyes... you were just an insignificant little character."

"is it?"

The young man raised the corners of his mouth and said with a bright smile: "If something like this really happens, it would be very interesting."

The young man walked towards the direction he came from, stepping up into the sky step by step, and sighed softly: "There are so few interesting things in this world. The current Black Nightmare Swamp has begun to make me feel bored and tedious. There is no pressure, no opponents
Do you understand me, Bell?

The red-haired woman caught up with the young man and spoke quickly.

"When the Mirror Garden opens, your emptiness will be filled and satisfied."

"hope"

With a soft sigh, the two figures quickly moved away in the sky and gradually disappeared.

Ronan flew quickly through the vast snow forest, the strong wind blowing up the hem of his robe and his long white hair.

suddenly.

His body stopped, and his eyes, which seemed to be frozen by thick ice, began to show some cracks.

Ronan took out a glowing communication stone from his space ring, held it tightly in his hand, but his eyes were looking straight ahead.

After a few breaths, the coldness in Ronan's eyes slowly melted away, and he completely broke away from the state of [Lake of No Thoughts] and returned to normal.

"Angel"

He uttered the name softly, an inexplicable light flickered in his eyes, and then faded away.

"Next time... let's leave this battle for next time."

He didn't expect to run into Angelet here, just as Angelet had never expected to run into him.

Neither of them was in the best condition. In this situation, the fighting spirit that suddenly burst out could not burn to its strongest point. This was destined to be a battle that was not satisfying.

Neither he nor Angele wanted this to happen.

Ronan took a deep breath and gently pressed down the light of the message stone in his hand to respond.

He waited quietly there for a while, and after a moment, Soraya's figure appeared in his sight.

Approaching quickly, Ronan took the initiative to greet him, and the latter simply said to him: "Let's go."

Ronan nodded, and was immediately enveloped by Soraya's mental power and left quickly.

Coldstone Manor.

In a quiet room filled with various rune arrays, Soraya stood in front of Ronan, with a ball of deep red blood with a hint of blue suspended above the palm of her right hand that was spread out to him.

There seemed to be a faint snake shadow floating in the blood clot, and a slight hissing sound of snakes echoed in the room.

"An unexpected situation occurred. The third-level cold-scaled python was already in a state of severe injury and weakness before we arrived...
As a result, the quality of the blood essence is much worse than expected."

Soraya frowned slightly as she told Ronan the details of the hunt.

Thanks to Brother Adan for being the leader, thanks~
(End of this chapter)