Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 152 Frozen
The deeper he went into the ruins of the Mirror Garden, the more Ronan realized the power and mystery of space and mirror magic.

He must fight for this inheritance from the ancient wizard force, the Court of Mirrors, no matter what!

Benigo once told him that he should fight for everything: resources, connections, reputation.

How can there be opportunity if you don’t fight for it?
If you don’t fight, you will be overtaken by others!

He has "missed" the qualification to enter the first battlefield, and now in this level one, second battlefield, he cannot afford to give up anything!

Ronan was not sure whether the first person to obtain the lens rune, which represented the qualification to enter the next round of inheritance selection, was eligible, or the last person to obtain it was eligible.

Although the probability of the latter is undoubtedly much greater, as long as there is a slight possibility of the former, Ronan will not let the opportunity slip away.

Even if I have to be the first to stand out.

It’s just right, I can also verify my current true combat effectiveness.

Ronan's gaze swept across the stunned faces of the wizards below. Excluding the three wizards who were also in the magic circle, there were a total of fifteen opposing wizards.

Among them, nine are in the late stage of level two and six are in the middle stage of level two.

This huge opponent force
“It’s quite challenging.”

Ronan muttered in his heart, the azure light in his eyes was quickly blocked by ice, and irrelevant thoughts and emotions sank to the bottom of the ice lake.
Just when he was about to enter the state of [Lake of No Thoughts], the platform below fell into a brief and eerie silence. In an instant, surging energy flows erupted like a volcanic eruption!
Second-level spells were summoned one after another, and the power of the domain expanded and rose one after another. Flames, lava, vines, thorns, shadows... countless energy particles formed an energy tsunami in an instant that seemed to be able to swallow up everything, and it roared and swept towards Ronan.

The terrifying force field formed by the collision of a large number of spells and magic domains instantly distorted the void above the entire platform. The terrifying power forced the three magic circle wizards led by Glenn to retreat step by step with horror on their faces.

At this moment, the three people had the same idea running wildly in their heads -

"Is this guy from the Seventh Ring crazy?!!"

However, the next moment, the three of them saw, in a distorted and blurry light, the figure of the young man who they thought was so arrogant and ignorant that he acted like a madman, raised his hand and gently stroked his ear.

A blue diamond earring on his left earlobe glowed brightly, and then the outlines of magic tools flew out of the earring, as if they were automatically put on the boy's body...
Before the three could see more, the spell frenzy and energy tsunami released by the three wizards had already pushed high into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the figure of the young man was submerged.

Fire rings, magma, vines and thorns, flowing black fog, and sickles and light arrows that appear and disappear from time to time.
More than a dozen spells surrounded that piece of empty space, colliding violently with each other. The void seemed to collapse under this wave of horrific fire, and the air in that piece seemed to be shrinking rapidly.
“It’s really what you asked for.”

Glenn and the other two had grim expressions on their faces, their eyes flashing rapidly as they watched this scene.

Before entering the secret realm, everyone signed a contract, and in theory, they were not allowed to kill fellow wizards.

But this kind of death under the concentrated fire of a group of people's spells should be considered a special case. It is estimated that even the contract will not take effect. It is purely seeking death, and the death will be in vain.

The key point is... this idiot from the Seventh Ring is looking for his own death, but his actions may cause the other three parties on the field to point their spearheads at the Law Ring, and then they may be the ones to be in trouble.

Originally, the magic circle wizards on this platform were weak and their chances of winning were slim. Now, this probability has been directly compressed to a level infinitely close to 0.

Just as Glenn and the other two were frantically thinking about their next strategy.

suddenly
"Click——"

A strange sound attracted the attention of three people.

Glenn and the other two looked in the direction where the sound came from, and were shocked to find that the void, which had just collapsed due to the concentrated fire of a large number of spells, was now in an extremely strange state of solidification and stillness.

The raging energy flows, the colliding spells, the dancing light rays, everything seemed to be frozen by something, forming a strange whole, frozen in place.

It was as if it was frozen in mid-air by an invisible force.

This strange scene made the other wizards on the platform realize that something was wrong. Everyone frowned and stared at the empty space. Some of them chanted spells in a low voice again, while others shivered slightly as if they were attacked by an inexplicable chill.

"hiss--"

The slight sound of inhaling cold air seemed to stretch the timeline in an instant.

All the sounds on the platform faded away, and the air suddenly became stagnant and astringent. There was despair and coldness. The sharp cold air like thin snowflakes was like invisible poisonous snakes, crawling silently along the void that was gradually solidifying into blocks, and quickly flowing into the bodies of every wizard on the field.

It penetrated into their hearts bit by bit along their skin, flesh, and bones.

"boom!"

The next second, the stagnant energy and spell tides in the void suddenly shattered, exploding into countless mottled streams of light.

Immediately afterwards, a glacier that seemed to have never melted suddenly exploded, and an overwhelming, indescribable, scorching cold current quickly swept across the entire mirror platform space.

In just a moment, the huge platform was completely covered by frost and snow. The fifteen wizards on the platform, whether standing on the ground or hiding in the void, were all instantly frozen into lifelike ice sculptures, with even the expressions of surprise and surprise on their faces being sealed.

The terrifying cold air continued to roll and flow in the void like an invisible glacier. This cold air even penetrated the rune light shield around the platform, subtly affecting the two platforms next to it. From time to time, people cast doubtful glances over.

Glenn and the other two stood at a corner at the very edge of the platform, almost squeezed together.

The terrible cold current that forcefully invaded the entire platform subtly bypassed the three of them. They were not actually greatly affected, but the three of them seemed to be completely frozen by another invisible force.

At this moment, everyone had a dull expression and stared motionlessly in the same direction.

-

That was in the center of the cold outbreak.

A tall and slender figure stood quietly.

It was the young man in the magic circle who had been overwhelmed by many spells before.

Layers of ice crystals formed an exquisite and gorgeous half-body armor on his body, and a deep blue ice waterfall fell behind him, forming a long and dazzling cloak.

The young man held an ice-blue staff with one hand. The staff had a crescent-shaped metal ring on the top and was inlaid with gemstones. He held it like a spear.

Endless blue light surrounded him, and mysterious Qi continued to flow out of his body, forming the power of the three realms of law.
The raging cold current in the platform space surrounded the young man, as if it was trying to condense some terrifying pattern in the void.

The icy long hair fluttered gently behind the young man. At this moment, he looked like a king who had suddenly descended here from the Ice Kingdom!
"'Six Domains Overlay', 'Eighteen Spell Anchor Points', the blessing of the [Homeland of Winter] magic tool set, the amplification of the 'Allis Ice Ring Necklace', and the [Tundra Frozen Soil] after the rune upgrade."

Ronan felt the cold current lingering around his body, the icy air filling the void, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Now the power of this icy realm has become so strong that it is unbelievable. This is the true power of the [Frozen Earth] flow."

Ronan had not even integrated the power of the three major ice-type supernatural domains that constituted his domain, nor had he activated the frost hydra bloodline in his body.
Just relying on his extremely luxurious magical equipment, the power of his domain has been increased to more than ten times its original power!
He froze fifteen Level 2 wizards in one go, including nine Level 2 late-stage wizards and six Level 2 mid-stage wizards. And Ronan felt that this was not the limit of his domain.

In the frozen field, there was a sound of ice breaking.

Ronan looked in the direction of the sound and saw several ice sculptures that were frozen in the ice shaking violently. Waves of energy were surging through them, and it looked like they were about to break free.

Ronan was not surprised.

It would be really strange if elites from all sides at the late stage of Level 2 were frozen by him and had no ability to resist at all.

It is normal to struggle and resist.

but.
They only have the last bit of ability left to struggle and resist.

Ronan calmly raised his right hand, and the gems on the top of the staff in his right hand lit up, runes flashed, and faint energy fluctuations were transmitted.

The next moment, the ice and snow field in front of him changed again.

I saw that on the platform covered with thick ice and snow, thick, sharp, crystal clear ice spikes appeared silently in the void.

It was as if countless ferocious fingers of an ancient snow monster had emerged from the depths of the ice and snow country, quickly gathering and closing in on the loose and cracked human-shaped ice sculptures.
In a corner of the platform, Glenn and the other two, who had already been stunned, stared at the scene in front of them. Looking at the figure of the young man controlling the wind and snow, and the rather eye-catching fluctuations of the initial level 2 mental power emanating from his body, they murmured in a trance.

"The Seventh Ring... Where on earth did this monster come from?"

"boom!"

The raging flames swept across the platform, as if they were going to break through the limitations of space and distance and burn through the image of the spell projection.

As the red flames gradually dissipated, the screen showed a figure of a young man half-kneeling on the ground, looking disheveled and with a faint green smoke coming out of his body.

The young man's lapis lazuli-like sharp and bright eyes now looked dim, his face was pale, and his spirit was depressed, it seemed that he was just trying hard not to collapse on the spot.

"Is this the level of the genius of the Circle of Law?"

Accompanied by a cold voice full of sarcasm, a young man with orange-gold eyes and a natural noble temperament slowly walked out of the red flames.

He walked up to the half-kneeling young man and looked down at him with an extremely arrogant and unruly attitude.

The latter was irritated by the other party's words, and a look of humiliation and unwillingness appeared on his face. He tried to stand up from the ground, but was violently thrown away by a ball of fire that appeared out of nowhere the next second.
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Outside the secret realm, Caroni watched this scene quietly. There was no expression fluctuation on his heroic and rugged face, and he seemed very calm.

However, under the robe where no one could see, one of his hands was clenching slightly.

Clemens, the first-tier seed in the seventh French Tournament, also lost!
After Valina of the Second Ring
He took great pains to specially transfer two seeds from the first battlefield, but they were eliminated one after another in the first round of the inheritance selection!

Although this did not mean that the bet between him and the green-robed witch of the Palace of Thorns would inevitably fail. But the injuries and failure of the two people, as well as the plundering of their gains, suddenly made his loss very serious.

There was a light in Caroni's eyes that was so deep that it was almost impossible to dissolve.

There's nothing much to say about Varina being eliminated.

She had very bad luck as she was assigned to a platform where she was the only one on it. The wizards from the other three forces immediately joined forces to deal with her, so she was eliminated helplessly.

But Clemens.
The platform where Clemens was teleported had the largest number of Circle of Magic wizards, the strongest strength, and the greatest advantage.

Logically, it should have been a sure win. But in the end, he was completely swept away by a young wizard in the middle stage of level two from Molten Crystal Lake, suffering an unprecedented defeat.

Is Clemens too weak?
No.

The opponent is too strong.

Caroni slowly turned his head and looked in one direction, and met the half-smiling eyes of the bald wizard holding a burning stone staff in Molten Crystal Lake.

The other person's lips changed and he silently said a name to him.

Caroni's eyes flickered slightly, and he immediately understood.

"So they are the descendants of the family in Molten Crystal Lake."

If it was the bloodline of that family, Clemens' defeat seemed natural.

At this point, the winners of the eight mirror platforms have almost all been decided.

Caroni quickly scanned the screen and didn't see any familiar figures, and his face twitched slightly.

Who would have thought that in this round, the French Ring was "annihilated" and no one could make it to the next round. Even the Palace of Thorns won two games. It must be said that the luck was really bad.
"tsk"

At this moment, the green-robed witch's exclamation sound suddenly came to my ears.

"Caroni, this little fellow from your magic circle has quite a lot of money! He even managed to get a complete set of second-tier magic tools... This stuff is rare in the south, and it seems to fit in perfectly with his magic system. It's really rare."

"Um?!"

Caroni was slightly stunned and looked at the screen of the spell projection again.

Only then did I realize that I had neglected it before.

It turns out that the French Tournament still has a winner.

The winner was a teenage wizard who specialized in ice magic and had only the strength of early level two.

"Show me the projection replay of this battle."

Karoni's eyes flickered and he spoke quickly.

The green-robed witch beside him seemed to have expected him to say that. Her slender white fingers slid lightly in the air, and soon a picture was recalled.

Caroni read it carefully, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it quickly faded away and finally returned to calm again.

(End of this chapter)