Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 325 I heard that you were also geniuses before you became monsters?! (Third update, please give me a monthly ticket!)
"What do you mean?"

Molly was startled.

"The chaos is only temporary. Sooner or later, their goal will fall back on us."

Ronan slowly put the Space Key in his hand, which had dimmed to the point that it had almost completely lost its silver transparency, into Molly's hand.

"When that time comes, I will be responsible for holding them back for a while, and you will be responsible for opening the door..."

"Why didn't you open the door?"

Molly blurted out.

“My goal is bigger than yours, and most of the attention of everyone, including that stupid cow, is on me.

If you open the door, you are more likely to succeed. "

Molly bit her lower lip tightly and looked at him, seeming extremely reluctant.

"Okay, stop dawdling. Remember to hide the key so no one finds it."

Ronan avoided her gaze and looked in the direction of the battle group not far away.

The chaos lasted shorter than he expected, and several "monsters" were already approaching them.

"Then I'll open the door, how do you get here?"

"I have my own way."

Molly continued to ask, "You have just been promoted to level 4. Why do you think you can hold off a group of level 5 monsters for a while?"

"Since I said so"

Ronan opened his mouth slowly, and said word by word: "It will be done naturally!"

After saying that, he took out an exquisite glass arm ring and gently put it on his right arm.

Then there was a black stone ball that seemed to be filled with an unknown liquid, which drank up the faint blue light seeping from the cracks on it.

"Click——"

Ronan's whole body seemed to tighten, and then, covered by a thin layer of blue light, he was lifted up little by little.

"Buzz-woo-"

It was like a full-moon night, with the tides gently hitting the rocks and the sound of conches humming from the deep sea.

"Click——"

Ronan's body suddenly jumped up, and the robe on his body suddenly collapsed, revealing the knotty muscles underneath. On his tall back, there were threads growing rapidly.

[Shrou Palace]!
One weight!
"Click——"

Ronan's long hair fluttered in the wind, and starting from the ends of his hair, it was gradually dyed with the color of ink.

double!

"Kakaka-"

Black energy flowed out from all the pores of his body like mercury, burning upward like a flame, and Ronan's body continued to rise.
triple!

"boom!"

An indescribable terrifying and oppressive aura suddenly exploded, and invisible air waves rolled and spread in all directions.

Alluring black flames rose up, surrounded by equally dark lightning and hurricanes, and a demonic body that looked like a species of ancient demon walked out of the thick black fog.

[Triple Conch Palace]!
[The body of the ancient demon]!
Ronan stretched his body to his heart's content, his long black hair burning silently behind him like flames, the black [Ancient Power] lines on his chest entwined like vines, interweaving into a strange totem, and the densely packed threads on his back were like a maze.

Black mist, black flames, and black aura flowed towards Ronan's hands like water, and finally condensed into two ancient black, one-handed swords.

"Kaka——"

Ronan gently twisted his neck, making a sound of bones colliding.

"Buzzing—"

On his right arm, the magic armband trembled continuously. Ronan's pure black eyes moved down to it and whispered to comfort him: "Are you excited too? It's not time for you to show up yet..."

"you"

Molly opened her eyes wide, as if frightened by his current appearance.

"roll."

Ronan whispered a word to her, and its plainness contained an unquestionable meaning.

Molly stamped her feet, gritted her teeth, and stepped back, but her eyes were fixed on him.

"five minutes"

Ronan looked at the two swords in his hands that were completely condensed by black spirit, as well as the layer of defensive light film around his body given by the power of the shrine, and whispered to himself: "That should be enough."

"Ding--"

The two swords collided, making a clear and crisp sound like a silver bell.

Ronan leaned forward slightly, like a dark and agile dragon, silently breaking through the air and moving forward to meet the enemy.

In his field of vision, a ballet woman with a brass spring stuck in her chest, and a thin middle-aged man wearing ancient knight armor and holding a sword in one hand, approached him from the left and right, their eyes full of indifference.

His thick, long black hair flew up high behind him like a damaged cloak. Ronan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, crossed his swords, and chuckled.

"I heard that before you became monsters..."

"Are they all geniuses?!" As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of the ballet woman and the middle-aged man holding the sword turned cold in an instant, and a strong murderous intent almost burst out.

Ronan rushed forward and collided violently with the middle-aged knight.

"boom!"

A white ball of gas exploded in the air.

Ronan's two swords crossed, but were blocked by the middle-aged knight's single sword. His pure black eyes flashed slightly, and the totem of [Ancient Power] on his chest seemed to move slightly.

The aura in his body surged, and even more violent power rolled out, instantly knocking the middle-aged knight back.

There seemed to be a slight movement on the latter's face, which was as stiff and numb as a dead person.

Ronan held two swords in his hands, not giving the opponent a chance to breathe, and then drew out a black sword light wheel and slashed down.

The terrifying force tore through the void, forming a large transparent distortion visible to the naked eye.

The middle-aged knight's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he suddenly raised his hand. The long sword in his hand burst out with a strong khaki light, followed by a forbidden aura rushing out. The void cracked, and suddenly a densely packed thick elephant trunk that seemed to be made of rock jumped out and slapped Ronan fiercely!

"Boom, boom, boom, boom -"

Amid a series of violent explosions, countless shattered rocks scattered, and Ronan flew backward, with a strange look on his handsome and enchanting face.

“Dance of the Elephant Spirit!
Are you the former commander of the Eighth Legion of Tangista who disappeared long ago?"

A trace of recollection and remembrance flashed across the middle-aged knight's eyes, and then it turned into a stronger and more urgent killing intent, "Crack, crack, crack—"

Layers of gray rocks appeared out of thin air, covering his body one by one, and the roar of an ancient elephant could be heard in the void.

In the blink of an eye, the originally thin and tall middle-aged knight had transformed into a giant over five meters tall, with rock muscles all over his body and an extremely strong giant. On his chest, the totem of an ancient elephant flickered.

The enormous mental power of a level five wizard penetrated his body, drawing in endless earth element energy. A dusty wind rose out of nowhere in the sky and hit the light blue film on Ronan's body, making crackling sounds.

"A very interesting school of spells."

Ronan made the comment, his eyes seemed to be burning with fire, and the armband on his right arm vibrated even louder.

"call--"

He turned into a black afterimage, tore through the thick dust in front of him, and was about to continue the unfinished battle.

But in the next moment, he suddenly stopped, and his body seemed to be entangled by countless invisible threads, pulling in all directions.

Ronan frowned slightly, then saw the sinister and evil smile on the face of a witch in a ballet skirt not far away.

Ronan took a deep breath, and the sound of tides and conch shells came from within the body of the demon. The ancient power close to perfection surged, and his limbs exerted strength.
“Bang—Bang—”

The invisible magic threads wrapped around him broke one after another. With a blank expression on his face, he swung his sword at the woman in the ballet skirt. The sword cut through the void, creating a huge, solid black arc of light out of thin air, carrying a terrifying aura that cut through everything, and in an instant it was in front of the woman.

The latter's puppet-like stiff expression suddenly changed slightly, and he screamed sharply, waving his hands quickly, casting a series of violent spell waves to block the black light arc.
Without even looking at the result, Ronan turned around and plunged headlong into the battle with the middle-aged knight, fighting with skills and magic.

He doesn't have much time left.

The Minotaur's labyrinth has trapped these level five monsters for too long, so long that under the unique rules of the labyrinth, they have almost forgotten the most powerful means of being a level five wizard - the super-high authority to mobilize the energy of natural elements.

They were now only relying on pure spellcasting skills to fight Ronan, and only Ronan, who had the dual blessings of the [Triple Spiral Palace] and [Ancient Power], as well as the perfect defense of the power of the Holy Shrine, was able to deal with them.

But as the battle time goes by, Ronan's fighting instinct as a fifth-level wizard gradually awakens, and the pressure he will bear will undoubtedly become heavier and heavier.

so.
He needs to hurry up!
Ronan swung his sword casually, and in an instant he suddenly entered an indescribable subtle state. The sword in his hand seemed to have triggered something, and then an extremely majestic and heavy aura condensed out of thin air.

He slashed down with his sword, which brought with it a solid and heavy aura and instantly landed on the middle-aged knight in front of him.

"Click——"

The latter's stone giant body shattered in an instant, and the whole person was as if hit hard. He coughed up blood and flew backwards in embarrassment for the first time with great shock.

"What power is this?"

The subtle state was fleeting, and Ronan looked at his hands in surprise.

He felt that the power he had just received was not the power bestowed by the [Ancient Power]. He seemed to have inadvertently triggered some kind of natural power of rules between heaven and earth!
"Is it the [Basic Swordsmanship] that is about to be perfected by the master?!"

A flash of inspiration suddenly occurred to Ronan's mind, but before he could continue to capture it, he saw two more figures in the distance, breaking away from the battle with the Abyss Bull Demon Babury and heading towards Molly.

Ronan's eyes tightened and his figure rushed out quickly like light and shadow.

The long and narrow black sword mark brought about forbidden lightning that cut through the sky. A monster with four heads let out a low howl, and the arms on its strangely twisted body were broken off at the roots.

Ronan stopped coldly in the direction that Molly must take to catch up.

The level five monsters gradually approached him. He spread his arms, swung his swords, and countless black lightning and hurricanes roared out from his body.

Storm Lord Bloodline!
"boom!"

The horrifying sound of spell explosions rang out continuously, the turbulent energy in the sky became more and more huge and majestic, and the aura of the forbidden domain continued to emerge, like the sudden cold light of a dagger.

Ronan alone stopped five level five monsters.

The dark red and sticky blood ribbon that exudes a strong corrosive smell is wrapped around his body, like a cancer attached to his bones, difficult to get rid of.

Thick grey fog lingered above his head, with strange air currents dropping down. Countless hideous and narrow arms stretched out from every corner of the fog, grabbing and tearing at him frantically.

The giant elephant roared, and the sword-wielding knights launched round after round of charges at him like comets. Each charge was wrapped in a forbidden aura that seemed to be able to shatter everything.

The sound of the clockwork twisting continued to echo, emitting a strange curse power that lingered around.
If he had not used up the energy of the entire shrine in one breath and had not had a strong enough defensive light film, Ronan would have died countless times under these level five spells.

"Boom - boom!"

Suddenly, a large area of ​​strong light suddenly gathered at one place. Ronan's pupils shrank slightly, and he watched a thin figure wearing a black and white clown mask quickly expand in size, and then turned into a gray colored glass with flowing light, and six bright crystals sparkled on its chest.

A thick gray beam of light fell without warning, and Ronan was caught off guard. He only had time to cross his swords in front of his chest before he was hit hard like a sandbag.
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