Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 435: Frost in the Dead Sea, Ancient Whale Falls

Ronan raised his head, his eyes stained with blood, and the scene he saw seemed to be seen through a layer of blood-covered gauze.

He saw several shadowy figures emerging from behind the woman with gray braids.

The two leading wizards were only level five wizards, but the wizards following behind them were all level six.

Among them was Garcia Alba, who had a hollow look in his eyes and was wearing flesh-and-blood armor.

"Lindis"

Ronan recognized the identity of one of them and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The other level five warrior standing next to Lindis was much stronger than him. His entire body was hidden in a wide gray robe, revealing only a pair of deep, secret silver eyes.

Ronan felt somewhat familiar with these eyes, but for a moment he couldn't remember who they belonged to.

"I didn't expect it to be you."

Lindis slowly stopped at the edge of the space blocking array, looked at Ronan with an amazed look and said, "The inconspicuous little bug from the south and the golden dawn of the fate pendulum are actually the same person. Who would have thought?
I should have put more energy into you."

During the battle for the wizards of Heramus in the south, Lindis had already noticed the existence of Ronan, but in his mind at that time, Ronan was far inferior to Mollyl, who had the blood of the phoenix, and Selina, who inherited a set of life weapons.

Lindis looked at Garcia, who was like a shadow beside him, with a look of regret on his face.

"Nine-star spirit, a little wizard who came from such a poor little place...
You must have more secrets than I thought."

Lindis sighed with emotion, but the next second, a smile appeared on his face again.

"Fortunately."

He looked at Ronan, his eyes showing a hint of heat, "It's not too late to know now."

Lindis raised his hand slightly, and Garcia and several level six wizards behind him dispersed like ghosts and stepped silently into the area of ​​the space blockade.

But before Lindis could give the order to act, the actions of several people were interrupted by the harsh sound of metal scratching against hard stone.

"No one should do anything."

The platinum dagger drew two deep marks on the ancient stone platform, and the woman with gray braids slowly stood up from the ground.

She stared at Ronan with eyes like she was locking onto her prey, licked her lips gently, and spoke word by word: "He is mine."

After she finished speaking, the woman let out a short, sharp whistle, and her entire body suddenly disappeared from the spot like a violently turbulent water wave, leaving behind a long platinum afterimage, and pounced straight towards Ronan.

Lindis frowned slightly and subconsciously looked at the gray-robed man beside him.

The latter was silent for a moment, then said calmly: "Let Cersei do it first."

"Ok."

Lindis shrugged casually, "Since you are not in a hurry... then, it's up to you."

"Woo——"

The blue snail in the Eighteen-Layered Conch Palace vibrated slightly, and the surging vitality wrapped around the blood, making sounds like a surging tide and the humming of a conch in every blood vessel in Ronan's body.

Ronan spread out his demonic body, and the vast Dead Sea spread to both sides, firmly protecting Molly behind him.

Countless dark red threads of spirit bloomed like red spider lilies, rapidly rising into the sky.

The woman with gray braids turned into a platinum afterimage and rushed through the air like lightning, with twisted golden arcs shooting out from her body.

The dark red thread of spirit came into contact with the arc light, making a crisp sound of metal colliding rapidly.

The two annihilated each other, and both the red thread of spirit and the platinum arc of light seemed endless.

Ronan mobilized the power of the Dead Sea and condensed it into spirit to resist the overwhelming pressure of magic. He separated a stream of mental force to wrap around Molly, and rushed to the side quickly without making any sound.

At this moment, his real purpose was to take Molly away from here.

"Want to escape?"

The gray-braided woman flying in the air noticed his intention at the first moment and seemed to laugh contemptuously.

Immediately afterwards, the platinum arcs of light that collided with the threads of spirit suddenly gathered together and condensed into a twisted platinum lightning that shot straight towards Ronan.

"hiss--"

Ronan took a deep breath, and kept walking, but his eyes suddenly gleamed with a dazzling light.

"[The Sorrowful Cry of the Sea of ​​Death of Morro]!"

The calm Dead Sea suddenly rose up into huge waves, and dense bones were turned out under the waves, as if countless ancient souls were wailing and crying at this moment.

In an instant, the countless blood threads surrounding his body tensed up and vibrated with strange and bizarre fluctuations.

Mixed with the sound waves of mournful cries, a bloody glow quickly passed by, and the void of the entire battlefield seemed to blur.

The twisted platinum lightning above her head dissipated in an instant, and the figure of the woman with gray braids appeared, as if she was in a moment of stiffness.

But it only took a moment for her to break free from it, letting out a sharp scream.

Black runes appeared on the surface of the light brown skin, more platinum light poured out, and a large amount of free energy gathered towards it.

In the blink of an eye, she transformed into a slender platinum spirit. The platinum daggers held in both hands seemed to enlarge as well. She just slashed forward lightly, and all the blood and spirit along the way were cut off.

This is her primordial spirit body.

It was only condensed to a height of more than four meters, similar to Ronan in the state of ancient Demon's body.

Ronan let go of Molly, a bloodshot light flashed in his red eyes, and with a "boom" he broke through the air and rushed forward.

"Oh!"

It was as if two blazing meteorites collided, and waves of flames mixed with blood and platinum light exploded instantly.

The gray-braided woman's spiritual body, condensed to more than four meters in height, was woven with dense energy and regular veins, and its strength was almost as good as Ronan's demon body.

She was like a madman, and her hands holding the rune daggers were slashing at an incredible frequency and high speed. Countless arcs of light were slashed out every moment, and those arcs of light seemed to all fall at one point after they appeared, condensing into one twisted platinum thread after another that was full of heart-pounding aura.

This secret method of continuously stacking the same type of spell attacks and constantly breaking through the upper limit of its power made Ronan feel very familiar.

Several figures flashed through his mind and he blurted out subconsciously.

"Li Dexin!

Are you also the descendant of the White Witch King?"

Under the cover of the Yuanling Dharmakaya, Ronan seemed to see the woman with gray braids smile cruelly.

A disdainful voice came from her Dharma body.

"Don't compare me to that loser. If I were him..."

The platinum spirit slashed forward with both hands as if showing off its skills, and the densely packed and twisted platinum threads formed a gorgeous dagger flower in front of Ronan.

"You have no chance of making it here alive!"

Ronan sensed the danger and stepped back, clenching his right hand.

Countless dark red threads of spirit quickly woven between his five fingers and condensed into an ancient and sharp spear.

The spear stabbed directly at the center of the platinum dagger flower, accompanied by the sharp sound of breaking through the air as countless threads of spirit vibrated at the same time, and an invisible and terrifying penetrating force emerged in an instant.

"Oh!"

The platinum spirit body shook slightly and let out a short muffled groan.

Ronan kept retreating under the layers of platinum arcs. When the terrifying superimposed force completely disappeared, only half of the spear was left in his hand.

There were a large number of small and dense cuts on Ronan's chest and face.

He slowly wiped the blood from his cheek expressionlessly. With a slight movement of his mind, several stone boxes storing the power of different shrines opened in unison within the misty space of the Mirror of Void.

Several kinds of holy powers passed through the space, like several layers of mysterious gauze gently clinging to Ronan.

[Innocent Body] The mystery of the power of the Dead Sea seems to require sound to unlock.

But Ronan has never been able to explore it properly.

The gray-braided woman is superior to Li Dexin, who is in the middle stage of level six, in terms of both strength and mastery of the White Witch King's bloodline power and skills. She does have the capital to disparage Li Dexin.

Defense, speed, and strength, the three powers of the holy shrine are bestowed on the body at the same time.

This was an experience Ronan had never had before.

In an instant, I felt like I was reborn.

"Kakaka-"

[Innocent Body] seems to be the best carrier of the power of the holy shrine. The three powers of the holy shrine are activated at the same time. The lines on Ronan's body that are like broken bloodstains show signs of being spliced ​​and fused with each other.

"call--"

He exhaled lightly, and the blood in his eyes seemed to become darker and richer, and the humming sound of the magic conch seemed to become more distant.

Especially this first time the Holy Shrine of Power was used, combined with the original power of the sinless body, even more heavy and powerful Dead Sea power was pried up, and he even had the illusion of faintly touching the third level of Dead Sea power.

Silently, the void where Ronan was standing collapsed and sank.

His figure disappeared, and then everyone present heard a huge buzzing sound breaking through the air.

If Ronan before was like a meteorite burning with blazing blood flames, then at this moment, all his strength became deep and restrained, becoming more powerful and suppressed.

Almost no one could capture Ronan's figure.

He disappears, then reappears.

Not far away, the platinum spirit transformed by the gray-braided woman staggered backwards, with an obvious dent on her chest, emitting fine and messy platinum electric light.

"Walk."

Ronan didn't even look at the woman with gray braids who was forcefully repelled by him. He grabbed Molly and rushed to the other side.

When he was about to break out of the blockade, the space around him seemed to become sticky.

Ronan's speed slowed down inexplicably. He frowned, but saw Garcia, with empty eyes and a large bone bow in his hand, silently blocking in front of him.

"Get out of here! No one is allowed to do anything!"

The piercing scream of the gray-braided woman was heard behind him.

What followed was an unprecedentedly strong magical fluctuation that condensed into shape in an instant.

"【God's Sudden Punishment】!" With a voice full of anger and madness, a terrifying power locked Ronan's body tightly.

Garcia in front of him raised his hand and drew the bow with a wooden expression, and a mysterious black light gathered on his arrow.

The sticky feeling of the surrounding space is still there, and even the power of the Speed ​​Shrine is difficult to get rid of.

Ronan frowned and looked down at Molly's pale and helpless face. After weighing the pros and cons, he could only let her go to the side, then turned around with a cold expression and went to meet her again.

The woman with gray braids made a comeback, and the two daggers in her hands drew a platinum pattern like an ancient pardon in the void.

Her mental power was fixed on Ronan, and the two daggers in her hands suddenly flew out of her hands, piercing through the platinum pardon in front of her, and flew towards Ronan like a meteor.

“People who grow up like weeds always bring all kinds of unexpected surprises.”

Lindis' figure quietly appeared beside Garcia, staring at Ronan's figure in the battle group, and slowly tied a crystal clear hair in his hand to the tip of Garcia's arrow.

“Don’t miss.

I don’t have much of this stuff anymore.”

Lindis gently patted Garcia's shoulder, and the latter's empty eyes seemed to gradually gleam with light.

A tall figure with blood-stained hair was slowly reflected in it.

As the figure became clearer and clearer, at a certain moment, a bright light burst out from Garcia's dilated pupils!

On the large bone bow, countless black worm-like runes lit up at once, and arrows tied with crystal hair were shot out, blooming like streams of light and then disappearing in an instant.

Almost at the same time, a figure in the distant battle group trembled suddenly, and then the originally vigorous momentum quickly declined.

"well done."

Lindis clapped his hands with a smile.

He glanced at both sides, and the sixth-level wizards in black robes immediately walked forward silently with Garcia.

“We don’t have much time to waste”

Lindis turned his head to look at the three level seven warriors fighting in the distance, then turned back and said to the gray-robed man beside him: "Her game can only end here."

"I'll comfort her."

The gray-robed man nodded.

"You are the only one who can comfort her."

Lindis said helplessly: "In this regard, even the White Wizard King can't compare to you."

The gray-robed man did not speak any more. He just quietly looked at the battle group in front of him. There seemed to be silver smoke lingering in his secret silver eyes. No one knew what he was thinking.

"Crackling——"

Countless dark red threads of spirit rushed to one place one after another. Ronan clenched his hands, as if embracing a ball of platinum thunder that could explode at any time.

The Dead Sea was restless and roaring silently at his feet.

When the magic sphere formed by countless platinum arcs of light was completely annihilated, Ronan's arms dropped down, and blood oozed from the dense cuts on his chest and arms. The blood formed into streams and slowly flowed down his body, melting into the Dead Sea beneath his feet bit by bit.

With an expressionless face, he reached out and grabbed a bone arrow stuck in his left shoulder and pulled it out with force.

The bone arrow shattered into pieces as soon as it touched his hand, but the strange power attached to the arrow still remained in his body.

It was a mysterious and strange curse power that seemed to be specifically aimed at the power of the shrine.

It had almost no effect on Ronan himself, but it could directly dissipate the power of the three shrines in his body naturally, and even the healing shrine had no effect on him.

He was back to square one.

Even worse than before.

The gray-braided woman in the spirit body state walked towards him coldly, but her eyes were staring at Ronan on both sides like knives.

"Cersei!"

At this time, someone called her name. Her eyes flickered, and the irritability and madness in her eyes seemed to slowly fade away.

The several level six wizards brought by Lindis officially joined the battlefield.

Including the gray-braided woman named Cersei, several level six mental pressures fell heavily on Ronan, bringing terrifying pressure as if countless mountains were crushing him at the same time.

Ronan stretched his body as far as possible to protect Molly who was clinging to him.

"Ronan..Ronan"

Molly looked up at him, her lips trembling and her expression painful as if she wanted to say something to him.

Ronan didn't give her a chance to continue.

"rest assured."

Ronan raised his head, looked around, and said calmly: "You and I will definitely not die at the hands of these people."

He thought about taking Molly into the misty space, but this process could be easily interrupted and would expose the secret of the Void Mirror.

“I don’t know what you’re holding on to?”

Lindis shouted at him from outside the blockade formation, his face full of sincerity.

“We don’t have to be enemies.

Do you get me? "

Lindis opened his arms and welcomed him with a bright smile.

Ronan glanced at Lindis, then calmly looked away.

"it's a pity"

Lindis sighed regretfully, shook his head and snapped his fingers.

The next moment, the arrow shot out from Garcia's bone bow officially sounded the signal for the start of the second round of battle.

"boom!"

The platinum rune light column, which was so dense that it was almost tangible, reached Ronan almost instantly.

The woman with gray braids is still the most brave and fierce one.

Ronan stretched out his demonic body, and the Dead Sea formed a bloody vortex under his feet. Countless dark red threads of spirit surrounded him, dancing and trembling constantly.

An invisible force rose up, firmly resisting Garcia's cursed arrow and the platinum light column of the gray-braided woman.

He closed his eyes, and his whole body became blurred in the turbulent blood light and mist.

Between the eyebrows, a blue-gold mark quietly glowed.

As more spell attacks came pouring down, the dark red spirit threads protecting Ronan could not withstand the terrifying pressure and broke one by one.

It was as if something was slowly awakening inside Ronan's body.

Before he knew it, the vortex under his feet stopped.

Including the threads of spirit around him, the scattered blood light, and his slightly raised long hair.

Ronan seemed to be in a state of complete stagnation, and everything was quietly frozen by another force.

"【God's Sudden Punishment】!"

The woman with gray braids pounced on him like a nimble leopard. The double platinum daggers in her hands climbed up the twisted black lines for the first time. The terrifying light flickered and pointed directly at Ronan's brow.

At this time, Ronan had already opened his eyes.

In the blood-soaked eyes, the blood light now condensed into the shape of exquisite snowflakes.

His already majestic body expanded and grew taller again at this moment.

The sound of bones growing against each other is like breaking ice.

"Woo——"

The stagnation around him was broken, and the humming sound was heard again in the whirlpool of the Dead Sea.

But if you listen carefully, you will find that this time it seems different.

It seemed that the cry was no longer from countless dead souls, but from whales.

The ancient and distant cry of a whale.

The next second, the frozen Dead Sea below suddenly broke open, and an extremely huge whale skeleton broke out of the water.

The countless dark red threads of spirit surrounding his body all sank into Ronan's body, like countless exposed blood vessels, making his body look extremely majestic and powerful.

Ronan took a deep breath, and moved forward at the same time as the rotten whale skeleton.

In an instant, an indescribable, vast and powerful force that froze everything and brought the end of all things was released suddenly along his five fingers that were suddenly spread out.

He moved forward with unstoppable force, blasting through the obstacles before him like a whirlwind, until he grabbed the neck of the platinum spirit that was more than four meters tall.

Large patches of dark red frost that looked like rotten mold spread rapidly on the body of the Dharma Master, and Ronan exerted force with his other hand.

"Tear--"

The Yuanling Dharmakaya woven with countless thick energies and rules was torn into two halves by him.

A scream suddenly rang out, and an arm flew up, accompanied by a splatter of bright red blood.

Ronan stood on the huge whale carcass and looked down coldly.

Inside the collapsed Yuan Ling Dharma Body, the pale-faced woman with gray braids was tightly covering the wound of her broken arm, retreating hastily with an expression of disbelief on her face.

This was Ronan's second attempt to merge the bloodline of the ancient frost whale with the body of innocence. This time, the effect seemed to be more significant than the last time.

"Frost gathers over the Dead Sea, and whales fall from the ancient sea."

Ronan looked around, his eyes finally locked on Lindis who was standing outside the blockade formation.

He took a step forward, heading straight towards Lindis, ignoring everything around him.

"Let's start with you."

Wherever Ronan passed, the Dead Sea overflowed, and large patches of blood-red frost like rotten mold condensed along the way, accompanied by the ancient cry of whales.

(End of this chapter)