Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 204: Tear Away the Nightmare! (First update, please give me a monthly ticket)

In fact, Ronan had the idea of ​​creating the [Frozen Earth] spell system a long time ago.

The core of the [Frozen Earth] spell system is the icy field formed by different ice methods as anchor points. The concept of "transforming points into surfaces" gives it a power that surpasses general spell systems.

But compared with the real top-level inheritance, the shortcoming of the [Frozen Soil] flow's insufficient instantaneous burst was exposed.

The "Ice Flame Iris" Lanster family is obviously aware of the existence of this problem. Both the subsequent [Tundra Frozen Soil] and the [Ice Flame] rune of the [Frozen Soil] rune are designed to make up for this shortcoming.

[Tundra Permafrost] and [Ice Flame] still have some effects, but they cannot completely narrow the gap. Or, the gap may have been narrowed. Under the same realm, the icy field blessed with the [Ice Flame] talisman may not be unable to compete with those top spell schools.

But the condition of "being at the same level" seems difficult to achieve for Ronan.

Those who are truly qualified to be Ronan's opponents are often geniuses who are one or even several levels higher than him.

Therefore, during the three years in the Silver Ring's training attic, Ronan had been thinking about how to improve the instantaneous burst of the [Frozen Earth] spell system.

Using the same idea as [Innocent Body], Ronan thought of the compression field.

Gather the scattered forces in the field, condense the broken ice crystals into spears, pile up the scattered snowflakes into mountains, and gather the free cold currents into the sea.
It struck out in one breath, directly piercing, crushing and smashing those who tried to fight against the cold.

Just like the "giant demon" form of [Innocent Body], the more thoroughly the power of the domain is compressed, the stronger the power that bursts out instantly!

So this trick came into being - [Snow Country in the Palm]!
However, the casting of this spell requires a very high level of spell control ability from the caster.

In the battle against the Skeleton Knell of Mammoth, Ronan tried to use the metal-type [Broken Silver] to achieve a very good control effect.

But there is still a big gap between this and what he imagined.

It was not until Ronan broke through the realm of the third-level wizard and his mental and soul power increased significantly that he was able to truly achieve this move - [Ronan Damien's...Snow Country in the Palms]!
A deep blue brilliant ball of light pressed down, and countless blazing streams of light surged and spread out from between Ronan's five fingers.

The small piece of void where he was located was completely frozen by the extreme cold, which washed out mysterious patterns like blue ice flowers.

Under the impact of countless extremely cold light streams, Andariel's two huge green bone hands remained frozen in a posture trying to close, and then shattered with a loud bang.

The domain of law belonging to Andariel began to vibrate.

The vast ocean of undead energy particles and the huge green vortex vibrated, shook, shattered and finally collapsed under the [Snow Country].

Andariel looked up at Ronan and the arrogance on his face disappeared, and for the first time a look of shock and emotion appeared on his face.

The long dark green seaweed hair that was scattered behind him suddenly rose up. Andariel's face was ferocious, his arms were spread out, and under his robe, two bone armbands vibrated at the same time, emitting waves of strong magic fluctuations.

Soon after, countless complex and mysterious green runes lit up on his arms, neck, and pale and handsome cheeks.

In an instant, the broken domain field reorganized, and more than a dozen giant skulls surrounding Andariel collided with each other with a bang, forming an extremely huge skull plate, which spun wildly, rose high into the sky, and resisted the deep blue light ball that was constantly pressing down.

"Kakaka-"

The dazzling deep blue ball of light collided with the pelvis, constantly making teeth-grinding friction and cracking sounds. Countless deep blue and dark green light streams emanated from the location where the two spells clashed, setting off a terrible tsunami-like energy tide in the void, spreading out in all directions in waves.

The terrifying energy aftermath made the crowd of wizards who were watching retreat again and again. Everyone had an expression of shock on their face. They could hardly believe their eyes. They even ignored the lighting of a stone pillar and the light curtain of the ancient city that was almost shrinking behind them.

At this moment, the same thought popped up in countless people's minds, circling wildly - who is this person? How could he... force Andariel to this extent? !

On the lighted stone pillars, the geniuses who had already taken their seats also cast their concerned glances.

This is the last battle before the end of the first round of the battle, and it is also almost the most intense and brilliant battle so far.

Many people were surprised that in an empty corner, there was such a rising star who could compete head-on with Andariel, the chief inheritor of the "Mask of Phantom Poison".

Wrapped in titanium, Ronan's eyes were like demonic fire, but his mind was as calm as an icy lake.

[Snow Country in the Palm] is not perfect yet, it is just a "prototype" now.

He could clearly sense the terrifying energy within the light ball that could erupt at any time, as well as the chaotic and mixed aura of the law domain.

He now felt as if he was holding an extremely unstable ice nuclear bomb in his hand that could... oh no, to be more precise, already explode at any time!
In Ronan's imagination, the real "Palm Snow Country" should be transformed into a stable magic crystal ball in his hand, with the power of frost gathered at one point, and the magic domains blended with each other.
Although he achieved the first step and achieved a relatively extreme compression of the icy field at the core of the [Frozen Earth] flow, he only "roughly" rolled all the power in the field into a ball.

The power of [Snow Country in the Palm] still has great room for improvement.

"This is the best I can do at this stage. My soul power and mental power are not good enough to control the energy of ice element."

Ronan thought to himself that at this moment, his control over the ball of light in his palm had reached its peak.

Ronan looked through the turbulent energy flow and saw Andariel's hideous and crazy face beneath the skull.

His enchanting blue-gold eyes flickered slightly.

next second.

Ronan released the hand that was holding Snow Country.

"Boom!"

The [Snow Country] that was imprisoned in a palm, after the last bit of the force that bound it receded, the power that was compressed to the extreme was finally released like a trapped beast.

A brilliant ball of deep blue light exploded.

A huge circle of deep blue ice flames spread out first.

Silently, everything was frozen, washed, and crushed into dust.

Andariel's pelvis was the first to be hit. It stopped rotating after just one encounter. The green light wrapped around the pelvis faded away in an instant, and then the entire pelvis was rapidly frozen by a thick layer of ice.

When the bright light behind the ice flame expanded and exploded, the entire frozen pelvis was directly shattered.

Under the sky where shattered bone fragments were rushing down like a deep blue waterfall, Andariel roared to the sky and raised high with one arm a small and exquisite crystal skull that exuded terrifying power.

In an instant, countless green lights gathered towards him, and a huge white skeleton "broke out of the ground" under his feet!
The white bone giant formed by magic had blazing green flames burning in its eye sockets and mouth. It had four arms on its bony body and even a pair of deformed bone wings on its back.

As soon as the white-bone giant with two wings and four arms appeared, it rushed towards the center of the energy explosion in an embrace posture. The raging frost was blocked by its huge bone body, and in an instant, most of its body was covered with layers of solid ice. "Crack, crack—"

Several barely visible cracks appeared on the crystal skull held high in Andariel's hand.
At this moment, a tall and slender silver-white body quietly appeared beside Andariel.

He put his palms together to form a knife, with green flames wrapped around his arms. He quickly broke through the layers of force fields around Andariel and approached him.

Andariel noticed the identity of the person coming and turned around abruptly, holding a crystal skull in one hand and a gray-white bone spur in the other.

With cold eyes, he stabbed quickly in the direction of the person who came.

A dark light shot out from the tip of the bone spur and shot towards Ronan rapidly.

When the dim light came, Ronan's eyelids twitched slightly. He felt as if he was being stared at by some ferocious beast or poisonous creature, but there was no fluctuation on his face.

His body swayed slightly, and he suddenly disappeared, just barely avoiding the black light.

After a short teleportation, the moment Ronan landed, all the titanium on his body fell off and turned into a silver metal torrent that pounced towards Andariel.

Ronan used titanium to enter the area within a few meters around Andariel and raised his right hand from a distance.

At the moment when he hadn't even uttered the word "stagnation", a strong sense of warning suddenly arose in his heart.

The black light that he had dodged once before suddenly turned around and came towards him again like a living thing.

Although he didn't know what this mysterious light was, Ronan's intuition told him that nothing good would happen if he was shot.

It was too late to dodge at this time. In a thousandth of a second, Ronan's body made strange movements that ordinary people could not do, and he almost dodged by brushing against the faint light.

His movements were so fast that they were difficult to catch with the naked eye.

In Andariel's eyes, Ronan seemed not to have moved at all, and his killer bone spike glow inexplicably passed through his body.

"How can this be?!"

Andariel blurted out, with an expression of shock on his face that was even more intense than when he saw the terrifying power of the [Snow Country in the Palm] before.

It's normal not to understand. Any wizard who has not practiced [Ascetic Body Building] cannot understand...
Ronan's eyes flickered slightly, and he raised his hand calmly.

The titanium scattered around Andariel rapidly released the power of "stagnation of space". When the "stagnation seal" force, which was more strange and terrifying than pure ice power, attacked from all directions, Andariel felt that his body and even his soul seemed to be frozen, and his face changed suddenly.

The next second, the silver titanium aggregated into a disk, "sealing" Andariel in a relative plane like a smooth mirror.

Immediately afterwards, the silver-white round mirror shattered, and dark lines appeared on the broken edges of the mirror, and the terrifying force of space collapse intertwined.
"Oh!"

A ball of green light exploded.

Andariel suddenly jumped out from the shattered mirror void like a frightened bird, his face pale and without any trace of arrogance.

He rushed in one direction, with titanium behind him, and threw himself into Ronan's arms again as if welcoming his king, turning into armor.

Ronan followed him like a shadow, his chestnut hair slightly raised in front of his forehead, and his enchanting eyes seemed to draw blue and gold traces in the void.
He caught up with Andariel in the blink of an eye, with titanium flowing rapidly on his arms, condensing into a long sword-shaped narrow blade.

The emerald green flame of law-breaking jumped and burned on the sharp blade, and Ronan made a horizontal slashing motion.

"Tear--"

The invincible Law-Breaking Blade smoothly cut through Andariel's mental force field, then his robe. The tip of the sword touched his soft flesh. Andariel turned around with a grim face, holding the bone spur and stabbing out, trying to block it.

Ronan stirred his hands gently.

"Shh-"

A pale broken arm holding a bone spur flew high into the sky
"Boom!"

"Oh!"

The sound of explosions from the collision of several spell powers was heard, and like a rabbit jumping up and down, a figure quickly rushed out of the battle group.

"boom!"

An Ran landed on a gray-white stone pillar that had not yet been lit. A blazing beam of light shot up into the sky, shining brightly, but it could not be blocked. On the stone pillar, Andariel had an extremely ugly face as he covered his broken arm with one hand.

The fierce battle subsided quietly.

Ronan stood in mid-air, wearing a deep and gorgeous silver-white metal armor, his arms hanging naturally, and bright red blood dripping from his slender fingertips drop by drop.

That was Andariel's blood.

The "head" that the defeated should hand over, a large mysterious ball of light left by Andariel sank into Ronan's body.

The thick gray smoke around Ronan suddenly expanded, and in the blink of an eye it became a huge gray cloud, gathering and dispersing unsteadily, rising rapidly behind him like layers of dense shadows.
At this moment, all the wizards watching the battle around the battlefield were silent.

They stood there motionless, as if they had been punched hard in the face, and each of them had a suffocated expression on his face.

Andariel.

Unlike Adam of the Dawn of Psychic Power and Lević of the Chaos Secret Society, who are also the chief geniuses of the three major wizarding forces in the south, Andariel is undoubtedly much more high-profile.

Over the past year or so, he has been "hunting" talented wizards from small and medium-sized forces in the south.

He is "notorious", but also frightening.

It was as if he had occupied four stone pillars and refused to give them up, attempting to harvest many talented wizards from the second echelon as "food". Although this aroused public anger, no one could stop him.

Andariel is like a shadow hanging over the heads of many southern wizarding geniuses, constantly bringing them the deepest and most terrifying nightmares.

But now.
Someone actually tore the shadow apart violently in front of everyone!
In the head-on confrontation, he cut off one of Andariel's arms and drove him against the stone pillar like a desperate dog!
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