Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 436: The Balance of All Things, Tragic

Ronan's speed was so fast that almost no one had time to react, and with a loud bang, he crashed into the edge of the blockade formation.

Visions of the Dead Sea and whale carcasses collided with an invisible wall of air.

"Click——"

It was as if there was a sound of something breaking, and countless blood-red frost flowers spread rapidly forward along the void from the cracks that were created.

"Deng deng deng-"

Lindis quickly took a few steps back, and a large cluster of blood-red frost flowers composed of dense and tiny ice crystals was swaying quietly where he had stood before. It was breathtakingly beautiful, but upon closer inspection it felt like countless molds growing from rotten flesh and blood piled up together, which was nauseating.

Seeing that the strange and terrifying power could no longer extend forward, Lindis slowly stood still. An expression of horror and lingering fear appeared on his pale face. Looking at a figure in the battle group, there was only gloom in his eyes.

"Not even close."

Inside the space blocking array, Ronan slowly withdrew his hand, and the densely packed blood-colored frost flowers extending outward in front of him quickly retracted like living tentacles.

The blood of the ancient frost whale + the power of the Dead Sea of ​​the innocent body is almost the strongest power he can unleash at this stage. It can only open an insignificant gap in the space blocking array in front of him. Now the gap even seems to be healed again.

The strength of this magic circle is greater than he expected.

"call--"

Ronan exhaled gently and in an instant he was back to his original position, next to Molly.

In the state of ancient demon body, he is more than three meters tall, with a majestic demon body and long hair dancing behind him like a blood-red cloak.

The Dead Sea domain, the star force field, and the triple mixed force field that was a mixture of ice and powerful life energy were released. The surrounding void became completely distorted and blurred. It seemed as if some huge and terrifying creature was constantly circling around him at any time and place, emitting distant and suppressed screams and growls.

Ronan's eyes swept over everyone present one by one, with the power of tearing the gray-braided woman's spiritual body and impacting the space-blocking magic circle. For a moment, none of the six-level wizards on the field dared to step forward.

"His-"

Suddenly, a black light, twisting and crawling rapidly in the void like a snake, shot towards Ronan rapidly.

Ronan narrowed his eyes slightly and casually raised his hand to grab it.

The black light exploded with a "bang" and blew into countless bone fragments, but immediately afterwards, more twisted black lights followed, like a group of crazy snakes that were not afraid of death.

Ronan raised his finger slightly, and the Dead Sea beneath him suddenly parted. The rotten whale skeleton broke through the water, and strands of new spirit emerged.

After integrating the blood of the ancient frost whale, the spirit power expanded from the original hair-like size to the thickness of a little finger, and the surface was covered with dark red ice scales, like the whiskers of a frost whale.

The whiskers of spirit swayed and rose into the air, carrying with them large pieces of decayed frost flowers.

The terrifying force of whale fall spread out, and those twisted black light arrows exploded one after another.

In the distance, Garcia, with a blank look on his face, was shooting arrows at Ronan. At this moment, he was the only one who could fearlessly be the first to stand out.

Ronan tore through the heavy curtain of arrows, his body moved slightly, like a giant whale turning around. Amid the loud sound of breaking ice, the void waves in front of him automatically separated to both sides in layers, and a bloody ice path started from under his feet and rapidly extended towards Garcia.

"Kacha kacha kacha——"

Everything along the way seemed to be frozen by a terrifying mixture of frost and corruption.

Facing Ronan's attack, Garcia mechanically stopped his movements, and his empty and wooden eye sockets seemed to have a hint of spirit at this moment.

The flesh and blood armor on his body suddenly squirmed, and some strange runes that looked like tangled blood vessels emerged from the surface of the armor, followed by a huge single black wing growing out from his back.

Then the second piece, the third piece, the fourth piece
The black wings kept stacking up, forming a huge, bloated and deformed monster hand. A trace of dark and obscure spell fluctuations emanated, corroding the void and quickly falling down.

"boom!"

The spreading Dead Sea came into contact with the huge black wing, and as the two collided, a dark and turbid air wave mixed with pitch-black and blood-red burst out.

The bloated black wing was frozen almost instantly. The rotten whale skeleton roared in the Dead Sea, swinging its bony fins. Its spirited whiskers, riding on the blood-colored frost flowers, wrapped around the entire black wing layer by layer, continuously piercing it from front to back.

The power of the Dead Sea whale fall extended along the black wings to Garcia's back and body. His pale skin was covered with a thin layer of frost. Under the frost, the flesh was a strange pink and was rapidly festering visibly to the naked eye.

But he seemed unaware, his eyes still fixed on Ronan, his hands once again making the gesture of drawing the bow, and large clumps of strange black feathers began to grow on the white bone longbow with flashing runes.

Ronan walked towards Garcia expressionlessly, his body stretched out, his long arms hanging naturally on both sides, his spirit whiskers automatically wrapped around his body, making it look even more majestic, and a terrifying aura quietly emanated from him.

"Om-"

A strong magical fluctuation suddenly came from his side. Ronan turned around abruptly, and his bloodshot eyes reflected a Dharma body that was dozens of feet tall, with a human body and a scorpion tail, and covered in green mist.

The latter suddenly transformed into an extremely huge, crystalline, terrifying dark green light wheel, tearing through the void in an instant and approaching.
"Boom!"

The dark green flames immediately submerged Ronan and most of the Dead Sea illusions. A swaying and twisted shadow of a human-shaped scorpion-tailed monster emerged from the surging flames. The entire void collapsed, and new cracks appeared on the ground of the stone platform.
"Click——"

A sound as if something was being smashed suddenly rang out, and the next second, the phantom of a monster with a human body and a scorpion tail in the void was torn into two halves by an external force.

The blazing and surging dark green flames separated from the inside to the outside, and a figure broke through the flames like a meteor. The domineering aura spread out, shaking off countless dark green crystal chips, and pushing the large green flames far away.

The Dead Sea reappeared, and in the blink of an eye, it swallowed up all the remaining dark green color in the field.

A long and narrow cut appeared on Ronan's chest, but what was cut were only some intertwined whiskers of spirit, which were now re-entwined and healing.

The strengthened Beard of Spirit attached to his body was like a strange suit of armor that fit closely with his flesh and blood. To a certain extent, the defense it could provide was even greater than that of the [Supreme Vestments].

Ronan narrowed his eyes, quickly locked onto a position, and stretched out his right hand flatly forward with his five fingers clenched.

"Boom-"

It was as if the heart of a giant beast was beating violently.

Dense and invisible veins appeared somewhere in the void, and a tall figure in a black robe staggered out from it. He was one of the sixth-level wizards of the Resurrection Society who followed Lindis. Green mist was steaming around him, and he held a half-moon-shaped magic tool in each hand, which was engraved with dense and strange runes.

Ronan took a slight breath, and with this movement, his waist-length hair rose silently backwards.

An indescribable terrifying aura quickly gathered in his hands.

make a fist.

Then he slowly aimed at the black-robed figure in front of him and attacked.

"Buzz-"

The moment Ronan swung his fist, countless spirit whiskers around his body tensed up, and a huge shadow of a rotten whale skeleton flashed by behind him.

The sad song of distant whales and the hum of the Dead Sea are like a giant ancient ship that has quietly arrived here across the long river of time and space.

The void centered on Ronan collapsed violently, and then exploded rapidly again.

"boom!"

The black-robed wizard who was targeted exploded suddenly without any warning under this punch.

The terrifying force of the fist did not diminish, but Ronan's five fingers of the clenched fist suddenly opened up, and the spirit tendrils wrapped around his arms suddenly spread out in all directions, and then quickly pounced towards another place in the void.

The terrifying might crushed over, and the black-robed wizard who had exploded before reappeared, and this time his face was fully revealed. He was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man with black hair, a dark green scorpion tattoo on one side of his cheek, his face was pale, and when he looked at Ronan, there was only shock and disbelief in his eyes that was almost indissoluble.

Ronan opened his five fingers slightly, making a clanging sound like ice blades clashing, and like a thick, indissoluble blood-red ice cloud moving towards the black-haired middle-aged man.

Before he could get close, a strong warning sounded from behind him.

He turned around and punched, and the huge whale skeleton that suddenly emerged from the Dead Sea turned around and swung its tail. "Bang! Boom--"

A terrifying gust of air exploded near Ronan. The light that burst out in an instant was more dazzling than the scorching sun. Wherever the gust of air passed, the void made dense and long shattering sounds.

The sticky Dead Sea pushed back, and Ronan retreated.

When he came to a complete stop, he raised his hand and saw that the spirit whiskers wrapped around his right arm had almost all broken off and disappeared, and the tip of his fist was covered with dense cuts.

There were also some sharp, tiny, irregular bone fragments deeply embedded in the flesh.

He shook his arms expressionlessly, raised his head, and saw Garcia, whose half body had been corroded and rotted by the power of "Ancient Whale Fall", holding a bow in one hand and quickly breaking off his second rib from his open chest with the other.

Ronan couldn't help but frown and turned his head. The black-haired middle-aged man at level six, who was almost one step away from completely wiping him out, had now escaped and disappeared.

A one-armed woman with gray braids walked out from the distance step by step. Her skin was covered with twisted black lines, but her eyes were a dazzling white gold.

"The Scales of Everything!"

The woman with gray braids had a distorted face and uttered crazy spells. Her only remaining arm held a dagger and she swung it rapidly in the air.

Her speed was incredibly fast, and it was unknown how many moves she made in a thousandth of a second.

Countless violently turbulent platinum dagger marks slowly formed a huge platinum balance shadow in the void.

At this time, the woman stopped moving, and the Yuanling Dharmakaya appeared behind her again.

The woman with gray braids showed a faint cruel smile on her face. She suddenly raised her arm to the place where her right hand was missing and made a fierce chopping motion.

The platinum dagger fell into the air, and the Yuanling Dharmakaya behind him dropped an arm for no reason.

The cut-off arm of the Dharma body fell to one end of the platinum scale. In an instant, Ronan felt as if he was firmly locked by some noble existence, and an unprecedented sense of horror quickly arose in his heart.

He instinctively put his hands together, and the countless spirit whiskers surrounding his body gathered in front of him in an instant. The shadow of the ancient, huge, rotten whale skeleton reappeared, and the sound of mournful crying.
But the next second.

"Om-"

A platinum beam of light condensed into substance and as thick as a thumb shot out silently from the other end of the scale and passed through the void.

Dead Sea, Whale Carcass, Beard of Courage
All means seemed to be ineffective under this platinum beam of light.

The slender beam of light pierced Ronan straight through, and his dense whiskers of spirit spread out lazily. Ronan lowered his head and saw a thumb-sized blood hole on his right arm that was transparent from front to back, and even the bones were pierced through.

"hiss--"

He took a deep breath, the muscles in his arm moved rapidly, and the blood hole slowly closed.

This injury was nothing to him. What surprised him was the strange and domineering nature of the light attack released by the Platinum Libra.

Even with the strength of the [Innocent Body], coupled with the power of the Ancient Frost Whale and the Dead Sea, it was still unable to withstand the attack of this spell, and all means were as useless as paper.

"The power of rules...far exceeds the effect of the power of rules of ordinary true meaning level spells."

Ronan looked at the woman with gray braids under the platinum scale in the distance, and a hint of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

"Is it brought about by the bloodline of the White Witch King?"

He subconsciously looked at the seventh-level battle group farther away, and the two seventh-level wizards who surrounded and killed Molly's uncle. The man in white robe among them should be the White Wizard King who was rumored to have established the Tangista Wizard Empire.

He originally thought that the decoration on the other party's helmet was two bull horns, but now it seems that it should be a scale.

"The Scales of Everything!"

The woman with gray braids was still swinging the dagger, and this time she directly cut off the head of the Yuanling Dharmakaya behind her.

This method of hers was not without cost. Every time she swung the dagger, her aura weakened.

The huge head of the platinum spirit fell off as the dagger hit it, rolled to one end of the scale and disappeared.

A strong sense of crisis reappeared, and it was even stronger than before.

"Woo——"

This time, Ronan did not retreat but advanced, stirring up the Dead Sea. The overbearing force field spread out, like a huge whale pushing away the huge waves and rushing forward.

A platinum beam of light, which was thicker than the previous one, fell straight down. Ronan narrowed his eyes, and the blood color in his eyes quickly returned to one point. The aura of his whole body suddenly converged inward, and countless whiskers of spirit also collapsed.

The power of the entire Dead Sea was gathered and condensed into a dark red, almost black crystal at the center of his eyebrows.
"Buzzing—"

The crystal formed by the highly condensed spirit made a strange humming sound, shaking the surrounding small piece of void into an extremely thick one. Countless dark ripples spread out. Every time they spread out, countless lines like broken bloodstains and decayed frost flowers appeared, accumulating continuously.
The terrifying platinum beam of light fell into the area, and its unwavering trajectory seemed to be affected to a certain extent, deflecting and being consumed little by little.

Just as the two forces were in a stalemate, Garcia's second rib arrow struck again.

Driven by instinct, Ronan turned sideways.

"Whoosh-"

Two extremely overbearing forces, one in front and one behind, crossed and penetrated his body at the same time.
“Boom! Boom—”

Waves of terrifying air erupted on the platform one after another, along with rampant energy turbulence and terrible aftermath that continued one after another.

The battle involving more than four level six wizards made this space battlefield look like a small-scale world-destroying catastrophe had befallen it.

"boom!"

Ronan raised his hand and punched out, and all the joints in his body seemed to be buzzing.

Mental power, life energy, physical strength, frost whale bloodline and the power of the Dead Sea all converged on one point at this moment. The bloodstains on the skin below the elbow of the right hand that punched were instantly combined into complex yet smooth lines.

The terrifying power contained in this punch penetrated his body. Under the prying of [Grip of Instinct], the invisible rules and veins in the void were greatly affected. The layers of entangled magic black wings in front of him automatically shattered and broke before they got close, and they drove straight in, and finally gently imprinted on Garcia's chest through the air.

"boom!"

Garcia didn't make a sound as the armor on his body that seemed to be made of flesh and blood exploded. The chest underneath quickly collapsed and sank. His entire body was frozen by heavy frost from the inside out, and finally he was blown away like a deflated rag doll.

Before Garcia's body hit the ground, Ronan had already caught up and grabbed him casually.

The latter struggled and barely raised his hands to resist.

The grab happened to land on a white bone longbow that was full of hideous beauty.

"Click——"

The powerful energy flowing from the fingertips came into contact with the bone bow, and countless runes on the bone bow flashed rapidly, then quickly dimmed. Then a clear crack appeared in the middle of the bow, followed by a powerful recoil force.

Ronan paused.

Garcia, who flew out with this force, fell far to the ground outside the magic circle.

As soon as he landed on the ground, his skin began to crack all over his body, like a piece of broken porcelain, and from every crack there oozed foul-smelling black blood mixed with ice chips.

Ronan stared at Garcia for a while, his eyes flickering, and finally his expression returned to calm.

He stopped paying attention to Garcia, who had completely lost his fighting ability, and slowly turned around.

Then he narrowed his eyes and looked around the field with his only remaining eye, sizing up the opponent who was still standing in front of him.

(End of this chapter)