Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 318: Tail Cutoff (Third update, please give me a guaranteed monthly ticket)
Above the dark green forest, a figure was running fast along the edge of the forest.

The dense leaves parted on both sides like ink waves, surging layer by layer.

Suddenly, several dark shadows appeared silently around it, as if the light from the sky was blocked by invisible objects, casting shadows.

In the shadows, darkness was wriggling, and soon several figures wrapped in black robes slowly walked out of the shadows.

The galloping figure stopped, revealing the image of a handsome young man wearing a dark blue robe, with waist-length white hair, and an elegant look despite his calmness.

The young man calmly looked around at the black-robed figures on his left and right. At a certain moment, the battle suddenly broke out.

Six black-robed figures rose up like giant birds and pounced towards the young man they had surrounded.

Their movements were highly synchronized, and there seemed to be some mysterious connection between them. Traces of evil aura interacted in the void, faintly forming a mysterious magic circle.

The light above his head suddenly dimmed, and a shadow appeared out of nowhere, starting from the young man's feet and quickly covering his cheek.

The young man stepped back slightly, stretched out his hand expressionlessly, and pointed lightly at the void in front of him.

A tiny snowflake fell off from the white and slender fingertips, spinning and flying forward, and mysterious energy poured out from the eight corners of the snowflake at the same time.

Instantly, a terrifying cold air burst out, "BOOM!"

The frost was roaring at this moment, pure white ice flames were spreading, cold ice spikes were growing wildly, and the ancient and vast ice and snow kingdom suddenly rose up in the void, instantly covering the six black-robed figures.

The six men in black robes seemed unaware of the biting cold around them. Their movements were not affected at all. They shot out like lightning and crisscrossed each other like razors.

"Oh!"

The young man's figure exploded and scattered like a broken mirror.

At the same time, he walked out from the other side of the snow country, raised his hand slightly, and tornadoes, cold waves, and ice spirits rushed out at the same time.

The six black-robed men turned a blind eye, changed direction, and rushed towards the young man again. They passed through the tornado and the cold wave, smashed the long ice spikes and the swaying pure white fire, and their black robes were torn at the same time. They roared, revealing the strong and ferocious silver-white bodies underneath.

They looked like six strange lizards, but with human-like limbs. Above their bloody mouths, their two slender eyes revealed a cold and bloodthirsty light like wild beasts.

Six lizardmen broke through the curtain of ice and snow and were close to the young man in a flash.

The young man's eyes flickered slightly, and there seemed to be complex and exquisite silver patterns flashing in his pupils.

In an instant, the snowflakes falling from the sky froze silently, and everything stopped, including the six lizard monsters.

The young man narrowed his eyes and looked at the six-headed lizard monster in front of him as if he were admiring six lifelike ice sculptures.

At some point, he let out a light breath, and immediately afterwards, the silent snow country began to shake.

Like a beautiful mirror, it was shattered into tiny pieces starting from the edges.
Under the terrifying power of annihilation, traces of forbidden energy flowed out. The six lizardmen who were frozen by the power of space seemed to sense danger. Their eyes rolled and they struggled hard, letting out violent growls.

The young man stretched out his right hand, and the broken pieces of the Snow Country Mirror gathered together again on his right hand, and a ray of light rose from his palm.

In an instant, it turned into a ball of light mixed with silver and dark blue. The aura of taboo became stronger and stronger, and there were even slender arcs of light that kept jumping and flashing in the space.

Through the translucent surface of the light ball, one can vaguely see the outlines of vast ice fields and undulating glaciers. Tornadoes and cold waves are raging on the ice fields, and the half-human frost spirits are running. It's like a real ice and snow kingdom, shrunk in the palm of your hand.

However, before this country was fully formed, the young man had already casually shattered the ball of light in his hand with a palm!

In an instant, a terrifying torrent appeared, with the power of space annihilation and icy freezing intertwined and merged, suddenly pouring out in all directions.

The six lizard monsters were the first to be hit, roaring with their mouths open, and their strong bodies were quickly washed away into powder by the torrent.
When all the noise subsided, the young man stood quietly in his original position. Around his feet, there were only six silver-white "tentacles" covered with frost, which were still twisting slightly.

Rather than calling it a tentacle, it would be more accurate to say that it is a severed tail from some gigantic creature.

The cut surface is smooth, with some strange rune patterns remaining.

Ronan squatted down and gently fiddled with the still wriggling tails.

He always felt that the appearance of this tail was somewhat familiar, as if it came from some creature he had seen before.

"dragon!"

Ronan's eyes suddenly flashed, and he slowly uttered: "Dragon's Tail."

Not long after he came out of Linghu Lake, he was inexplicably chased by a lizard man transformed from a strange broken tail.

Now, he seemed to have figured something out and slowly stood up.

"It's Gollini."

Arazan said the answer in his mind, "He must have sent these men specially to test yours."

"What kind of existence is he in the Hall of All Spirits? What does gatekeeper mean?"

Ronan asked. This confusion had been in his mind for a long time, and now was a good opportunity to ask it out.

He could see that the tailless dragon Gorini was extremely afraid of Alazan, but seemed to be on equal footing with other wizard chiefs, and had a close relationship with the dragon wizard chief Bahafus.

“..Bahafus once received the severed tail of a great dragon.

I don’t know what she did, but the broken tail later became Gollini.” Ronan was stunned, “You mean Gollini itself was transformed from a tail?”

"Ah."

Alazan said calmly: “Golini is quite powerful, but he is sinister and evil by nature, and he has provoked conflicts between witch chiefs more than once.

Bahafus tried to kill it several times, but failed each time because he was afraid of its true form or because he simply couldn't do it."

"Who is its real body?"

"Perhaps only Bahafus would know that."

Alazan paused and said, "It knows I am with you. It has set its sights on you and will definitely come after you again. You have to be careful."

Ronan frowned and remained silent as he watched the broken tails gradually become motionless under his feet.

Suddenly, the six broken tails exploded with a bang, forming some black smoke, which then quickly gathered together and gradually condensed into the shape of a human figure.

He had white hair, dark skin, thin lips, a thin figure, deep eye sockets, and stared at Ronan with cold eyes, emitting an evil and strange aura.

"Ewakwe?!"

When Ronan saw the figure clearly, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Even though the other person's appearance had changed drastically, he still recognized at a glance that this was his good friend Ewakui, who had come out of the south with him and was separated from him after entering the space of spirits.

"If you want to save his life, follow me."

The man in front of him, who looked three points like Evaqui, looked at Ronan with an evil smile on his face, and made a strange, sharp sound like the friction of a smooth object. He said something, then turned and left.

Alazan dissuaded him in a low voice, "Don't go. This is its usual trick."

Ronan's eyes flickered, he took a deep breath, and finally chased after him with an expressionless face as Alazan sighed.

He stared at Ewakui's back, his five fingers hanging naturally trembling slightly, and swirling snowflakes floated from the fingertips of each finger.

The snowflakes were suspended in the air, forming a certain formation, and then a dazzling dark blue beam of light shot out from his palm like an angry dragon, instantly catching up with the "Ewakui" in front and wrapping around it layer by layer.

However, the opponent seemed to be unaffected by the frost blockade force and passed directly through the intertwined beams of light at an incredible speed. He flashed a long distance like a light and shadow, then turned around and gave Ronan a slightly sarcastic sneer.

Ronan tried several different methods, but none of them could have any effect on "Evaqui". It seemed to be completely immune to ordinary energy and physical attacks. After several attempts, the mockery on its face towards Ronan became more and more intense.

Ronan narrowed his eyes, and suddenly a huge mental force field emerged from his body like an invisible celestial body, switching from frost to a hot form, and revolving around him like a star.

His fingers lightly touched his brows, and in an instant, a gilded ripple spread out from his forehead, rapidly spreading out, drawing a long golden line of fire in the void.

The ripples quickly passed over Ewakui's body, and in just a moment, the latter's expression changed.

A cluster of golden-red flames burst out from under its feet, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a blazing human-shaped torch.

The face of "Ewakui" twisted in an instant, revealing an expression of pain and sadness. It stretched out its hand towards Ronan, as if begging him for something.

"Damien, don't give up on me..."

Ronan's pupils reflected the flickering golden flames. He watched quietly as "Evaqui" melted bit by bit in front of his eyes like a candle, and was finally completely burned to ashes.

I don't know how long it took, Ronan whispered: "Let's go."

Then he turned and left calmly.

"boom!"

Ronan strolled out from the suddenly collapsed cliff, amidst the dust raised by the falling rocks.

He held a black stone ball in his hand, the surface of which was covered with numerous cracks.

"It's an abandoned shrine altar. The power inside has almost disappeared. And it's not what I'm looking for."

Ronan gently crushed the stone ball in his hand, and the broken pieces of the stone ball slipped through his fingers and fell to the ground with a rustling sound.

"Next one"

Ronan took out another black stone ball from the space ring, which was almost exactly the same as the one that had been shattered before.

The only difference is that there is a long and narrow crack in the middle of this stone ball, and a faint blue light shines through the crack.

Ronan reached out and pressed gently on the stone ball. The surface of the latter seemed very soft, and his fingers pressed into several dents.

As Ronan chanted a low spell, the stone ball began to vibrate slightly, and then several translucent black lines that only he could see emerged from the stone ball, extending in different directions.

Ronan's eyes flashed slightly, and he randomly selected one of the black lines, leaped up, and flew forward along the black line.

He quickly passed through numerous mountains, dense forests, and rivers. At some point, his body suddenly stopped and he looked in one direction with a strange expression.

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