Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 164: Nine Domains Overlap, [Deep Cold Freeze], Weird
Ronan was suspended in mid-air, with a huge competition arena formed by countless rune energy light paths connected in series under his feet. The cool night breeze blew across his cheeks and gently brushed his robe. Ronan smelled the faint scent of lilac drifting in the wind.

When the second round started, the four original independent competition arenas were reorganized into one, with only one competition taking place each time, which naturally attracted everyone's attention.

The four-in-one arena was unusually large. Ronan was standing in an area that was not considered to be at the edge, and was almost two kilometers away from the wizards sitting in the spectator seats on the opposite side of the Scarlet Tower.

The voices of the wizards watching the fight around him were also far away from him, and the space of the arena area appeared uniquely empty and silent in the night.

The light from the six "Dawns" overhead was like a spotlight, making Ronan feel as if he was standing on the stage as the protagonist, surrounded by the audience waiting for him to start his performance.

"pat-"

Ronan suddenly felt a "spotlight" above his head flash suddenly.

He subconsciously looked up and squinted his eyes to look at the six "Dawns", but all he could feel was the same majesty, vastness, breadth and silence as always, and nothing unusual happened.

The fluctuation he just felt seemed to be just an illusion.

"What are you looking at?"

A dull voice came from the front.

Ronan withdrew his gaze and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

What came into view was a young man of medium build, with short grey-green hair and a baby face, who looked to be in his early twenties.

The truth is quite the opposite.

"Damian Andor."

Information about his opponent flowed through Ronan's mind.

He is the number one genius of this generation in the Palace of Thorns, and almost the same in the previous generation.

Because the actual soul age of this young wizard named Damian is very close to the mark of one hundred years old. He is probably about thirty to forty years older than the average age of the wizards participating in this competition.

In a way, he was considered a "senior", but because he was not actually over a hundred years old, he was still considered a "genius".

The older you get, the deeper your accumulation in certain aspects may be, such as knowledge, experience, means, spell proficiency, etc. These are invisible strengths that cannot be seen from the surface level of mental power.

This must be a very tough opponent, and also the first level three opponent Ronan has encountered so far.

"I heard that you have a powerful ancient bloodline that can even suppress the blood of the ancient fire demon of the Sakirs family in Molten Crystal Lake."

Damian, who was born with a baby face, smiled harmlessly, just like an old friend chatting with each other, and said to Ronan: "Turning it out quickly, let me take a good look."

Ronan did not respond, but calmly reached out and gently touched the blue diamond earring on his left earlobe.

Blue streams of light flew out from the earrings, and each stream of light represented a component of the magic tool set.

Shoulder armor, bracers, chest armor, leggings, boots.
A total of twelve pieces of magical equipment were automatically put on Ronan's body. The runes between them were connected to each other, condensing into thick ice crystal armor, and a waterfall of light cloak fell.

When the entire set of [Winter Homeland] magical equipment was put on, an exquisite ice crystal iris pattern appeared on Ronan's smooth and plump forehead, looming.

"boom--"

A huge icy aura emanated from Ronan's body, ruffling his snow-white hair. An icy force field with a diameter of tens of meters suddenly formed around him. Countless ice crystals and snowflakes automatically condensed within the force field and fell endlessly.

After being promoted to the middle stage of Level 2, Ronan was finally able to put on the entire suit thanks to his mental power quality far exceeding that of his peers and the powerful mental power recovery effect of [Realm of Emptiness].

The fully activated [Homeland of Winter] magic tool set brings an unprecedented tenfold increase in the power of ice spells!
Ronan in this state is even stronger than the average late level 2 wizard, and the gap between him and Damian is greatly narrowed.

Damian just smiled at Ronan's action, and an inexplicable look appeared on his fair and tender baby face.

"It seems that you don't know much about Level 3."

After saying that, Damian stretched out his hands hidden under the green robe, and his ten fingers danced rapidly as if playing an invisible musical instrument. A large amount of golden powder was shaken out from the fingertips of each finger, and then quickly blown away by the invisible wind.

Ronan smelled an extremely strong scent of lilac, and then he realized that the scent he had smelled before was coming from Damian.

Ronan had a blank expression on his face and raised his hand to point.

Countless cold air gathered at his fingertips, forming a huge vortex of ice and snow, which seemed to be mixed with a large number of ice flakes, cutting through the void.

Second-level spell [Small Blizzard]!
With the help of the [Winter Homeland] suit, a huge vortex of ice and snow that was more than ten times larger than before left a long frozen trail in the air and flew rapidly towards Damian.

However, Damian simply tapped his brows lightly, and a bud-shaped rune lit up, followed by countless green dots of light appearing behind him, which in an instant condensed into a huge swaying, blooming flower.

The petals of the semi-illusory magic flower closed one by one, gently pushing the vortex of ice and snow released by Ronan outside Damian's body, and then trembled slightly, and the fierce vortex of ice and snow immediately broke and exploded!

"call--"

The backflowing snow and wind blew gently on Ronan's face. Ronan narrowed his eyes slightly, and a faint gleam of brilliance flashed in them.

When I was watching the battle between Gattuso and Orion from below, I simply felt that the two of them were stronger than the average level 2 player, but I didn't have a clear feeling of how much stronger they were.

Now that I am in the opponent's position, I truly understand how big the gap is between level two and level three.

Even with the powerful blessing of [Homeland of Winter], his mastered [Small Blizzard] could not cause any harm to Damian at all. Any third-level defense spell cast by the opponent was like an unbreakable wall of steel.

Ronan didn't try any more and simply pressed down with one hand, making a gesture of drawing the sword in the air.

In an instant, countless dense and mysterious auras flowed out from between his open five fingers.

Below the huge arena, a mysterious pattern similar to a frost hexagram appeared and a huge vortex was formed. In the vortex, a huge pure white ice blade that was twenty meters long rose rapidly.

It was like a forbidden weapon that had broken free from the ancient times, carrying with it an unparalleled sharp power that could freeze and cut everything!

"A resonance of the domain, [Ice Blade Technique - Extremely Frozen Peerless Weapon]!"

Ronan's voice was enhanced by the [Cold Voice] spell, and it seemed as if it came from an ice cave that had existed for thousands of years, bringing with it a chill that corroded the soul.

After being doubly amplified by [Home of Winter] and "Allis Ice Ring Necklace", his Ice Blade Technique was more than ten times more powerful than the last time he performed it.

A terrifying giant ice blade was suspended in front of Ronan. Ronan seemed to be holding the hilt of the ice blade and slowly made a slashing motion towards Damian.

"call--"

The giant ice blade swept across the void, stirring up endless cold wind and leaving behind a huge and clear black cut mark.

The strong wind blew Damian's robe, and his usually calm eyes seemed to fluctuate slightly at this moment, but still without any big reaction.

"【Jingtu Silk】!"

Damian opened his hands, and runes lit up on the palms of his hands.

Instantly, endless energy particles surged in the air, and the golden powders that he had sprinkled around expanded and grew. In less than half a breath, they grew into huge flowers with plump golden yellow and white petals, filling almost every corner of the arena.

The scent of lilacs in the air was so strong that it was almost dizzying.

Those densely packed mysterious white flowers had golden filaments sprouting from their stamens. The filaments shot up into the sky like living things and instantly entangled the giant pure white ice blade.

The cold air of ice and snow lingering around the ice blade seemed to have no effect on these filaments. Although the terrifying sharp energy could cut them, there were always more filaments entwined around them, endlessly.

In less than a breath, Ronan's giant ice blade was blocked, and the resonating power of the domain seemed to be completely dispersed by those seemingly weak but actually terrifying filaments. Damian walked towards Ronan leisurely, as if he was not surprised by the result. He raised one hand casually, and more filaments grew out. Some of them went towards Ronan, piercing the air, and the speed was so fast that it seemed like a sharp arrow.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

Under the attack of countless golden filaments, Ronan retreated rapidly and changed his body shape. One of the filaments was extremely fast and pierced Ronan's shoulder before he could dodge it.

Ronan's pupils shrank slightly when he saw the place where the flower thread pierced. The ice crystal shoulder armor was directly pierced, revealing a large crack. Even the core runes were affected, and the luster dimmed.

“Is this level three?”

"Just a single strand of silk can damage the [Winter Country] which has never been breached at the second level?"

Ronan's mind was full of thoughts. He took a deep breath and the next moment...
"boom!"

A huge ball of ice filled with a strong aura of despair and countless aurora-like deep blue light beams suddenly burst out from around him.

"A resonance of the domain, [Despair Freeze - Unparalleled Freeze Ball]!"

"A resonance of the domain, [Frost Ray—Ice Vein Prison!]"

Two huge auras of Dharma emanated from his body, forcibly pushing away the golden filaments that were about to approach his body.

At this moment, the energy of the three realms of law around Ronan floated up and down, and each of them reached a state of resonance.

There was a burst of commotion in the surrounding spectator stands.

This slight commotion of discussion reached a climax the next moment when Ronan raised his hand.

"【Multiple Mirror Lights】! Triple replication!"

"boom!"

[Multiple Mirror Lights] talismans flickered, and in the huge field, the pure white ice blade that was originally entangled by countless golden filaments suddenly broke free from the shackles of the filaments and split into three.

The other two spells that reached a resonance were also divided into three.

In an instant, three giant pure white ice blades, three ice balls filled with endless despair, and dense aurora veins surrounded Ronan.

Ronan stood in mid-air, his long hair dancing wildly, he looked extremely powerful and the talk of the town.

At this moment, not only did his opponent Damian change color slightly, many people in the spectator seats were also shocked and shocked. Some people even stood up from their seats in disbelief.

"This boy"

On the Silver Ring side, Caroni and Aqido couldn't help but be stunned when they saw this scene.

"Three extraordinary powers that have reached a state of resonance?

Is this the effect of the talisman?
Is it too perverted? "

It can be considered amazing for a second-level wizard to comprehend a domain of resonance, but in this competition arena that brings together the top talents of the six major forces, there are not a few who can do this.

But to comprehend all three in one breath and reach a state of resonance in the Dharma domain is a bit outrageous.

"As far as I know, he also possesses another extraordinary power that is close to the second resonance."

Caroni spoke in a low voice, and Aqido beside him shook his head and spat, "Monster."

The people below were still astonished at Ronan's rapid understanding of a resonance domain. On the other side of the ring, Damian, who was frightened for a moment, had recovered from his trance.

"Quantity cannot make up for the difference in quality. If you can comprehend the second stage now, you may be able to fight me..."

Damian narrowed his eyes slightly, and rune patterns on his hands and cheeks kept lighting up.

"【Bloodthirst】, 【Frenzy】, 【Parasite】...【Natural Shelter】!"

He raised his hands upwards, a hazy golden light bloomed between his arms, and an extraordinary aura of the same resonance emanated from his body.

On the stage, those golden filaments that had been temporarily repelled by the cold and the aura of the Dharma Domain just now rapidly expanded and turned red, and each one was wrapped in a thick aura of the Dharma Domain.

The flower threads that were blessed with several talismans and a resonating domain seemed to transform into "bloodthirsty pythons". Each of them became extremely terrifying, easily tearing through the air and setting off a terrifying torrent of energy.

Countless dense filaments rushed towards Ronan, and with just one encounter, they blasted the spells surrounding him into pieces.

Ronan's expression did not change, but he stretched out his hand and made a gesture of shaking his hand.

"Twenty-seven spell anchor points, nine magic domains superimposed, tundra domain."

"【Deep Cold..Freeze】!"

In an instant, all the spells around him, whether it was natural summoning or mirror light replication, exploded at the same time.

It transformed into the purest icy energy, creating an unprecedented terrifying force field, and then rapidly expanded and spread out in all directions.
At this moment, the entire competition arena and the surrounding spectator seats suddenly entered the bitter winter from late autumn.

An indescribable chill spread along Ronan's body in all directions, and countless bloodthirsty threads that were about to attack were frozen in mid-air.

It was as if everything was frozen.

Void, light, distance, time.
In an area of ​​nearly two kilometers around Ronan, the space suddenly turned into an independent piece of ice crystal amber, and everything inside the amber was frozen.

"Chong-"

A clear metallic sound was heard in the amber, and a silver-white metal spear appeared in Ronan's hand. With the push of his fingers, it broke through layers of ice and shot towards Damian who was motionless in front of him.

"Click——"

Ronan heard the sound of cold air shattering, and felt the powerful aura of a third-level wizard stirring in the cold.

His eyes moved slightly, and his body immediately chased the spear and moved forward rapidly.

He gripped the gun tightly, infusing it with terrifying physical strength, and was about to deliver a thundering blow to Damian who was about to break free.

but never thought
"Boom!"

Damian, covered in light, broke through the ice, but his body quickly retreated towards the bottom of the ring.

Damian looked at Ronan from afar, with a strange expression on his deceptive baby face, and a sound that pretended to be "shocked and unwilling" came out of his mouth.

"I surrender."

"Um?!"

Ronan stopped quietly and stood in the air on countless criss-crossing frost veins, holding a gun in one hand and his long hair flying.

Beneath his seemingly calm face, his heart was filled with turbulent emotions of surprise and confusion.

Damian clearly still has some strength left.
Why would he lose to me on purpose?!

(End of this chapter)