Bloodline of the Wizard
Chapter 180 - 106: Teleportation Array, Tearing Lady Luck’s Skirt! _2

Chapter 180: Chapter 106: Teleportation Array, Tearing Lady Luck’s Skirt! _2

At this moment, Ronan is only a few meters away from the white table and the wicker chair.

However, before he could feel any joy, the sensation of a thorn in his back rose again.

"Why is this thing speeding up?"

A flash of shock crossed Ronan’s eyes, the Silver Mist Dual Swords appeared in his hands again, and the Flame of Break Magic erupted.

While quickly walking forward, he slashed forward with both swords.

He attempted to break through the obstructive Space Transmission Arrays using the disintegration effect of the Power of Break Magic.

Several slashes went out, but there was no response.

Ronan initially thought there were no Arrays on this path, but as soon as he stepped forward, he was teleported back to the original point where he had entered the garden.

"It’s completely impervious to any spell attacks, and even physical attacks are useless... How exactly were these Rune Formations set up?"

Ronan’s eyes rapidly flickered, the master of this bizarre garden had a level of skill with Rune Formations that completely exceeded his understanding.

He felt as if the other party was a slick Magic Master, currently standing in some unseen location, smiling as he watched him, a rabbit who had wandered into his "Magic Hat," being confounded by various tricks.

"Ronan!"

Beside him, the Ponytail Witch urgently called out to him, her expression full of panic, "Quick, the entrance to the Secret Realm Space changes location periodically.

It requires significant effort to locate it, and if you’re lucky it’s fine, but if you’re unlucky..."

The Ponytail Witch glanced at the wandering transparent figure in the garden, her expression bitter, the meaning clear without words.

"You go first! I’ll try again."

Ronan clenched his teeth, his expression resolute.

He had already entered this Secret Realm Space, the heritage and treasures of the Ancient Wizard Force of Mirror Court were right before his eyes.

Entering the treasure mountain and returning empty-handed was not the outcome he wanted!

Come back next time?

Next time he might not even have the chance.

He truly didn’t want to give up.

Without waiting for the Ponytail Witch to persuade him again, Ronan took a direct step out.

Since attacks were useless, he would try to decipher and find the pattern.

Following the traces of the residual cold air in the garden, he kept throwing metal balls, firmly memorizing the positions of the Rune Formations revealed by the energy remnants after the explosions.

It was as if he had triggered some mechanism.

After he stepped into the area of the garden lawn, the transparent figure immediately locked onto his location and charged directly at him without a word.

With the Clear Sky Realm activated, Ronan was as calm as ice, completely ignoring the pursuit of the transparent figure, continuously choosing different Rune Formations to traverse.

"Shua—"

"Shua—"

"Shua—"

His figure appeared in various places in the garden, disappeared, then appeared again... constantly changing his landing spots.

"Boom!"

Casually throwing several Despair Frost Sealing Balls, he made a hasty defense against the relentless transparent figure and collided with the direction of another Rune Formation.

"Thump.."

"Huh?!"

Ronan "staggered" to a stop on the lawn, his expression astonished as he turned his head to look at a place he had just crossed through.

He clearly remembered that there had just been an outline of a Rune Formation there.

"Could it be..."

"Shua—"

An invisible twisting wind brushed past Ronan’s nose, and his figure entered a void, then walked out at another location.

The Ronan who appeared again already had an increasingly difficult expression.

He looked around, still seeing the same tranquil and beautiful garden, whispering to himself, "These Teleportation Arrays... they’re constantly moving."

The method of remembering the positions of Arrays to eliminate erroneous landing spots one by one was no longer effective.

Ronan even felt that the same Array’s landing spot varied each time.

The little rules he had managed to grasp were completely useless under these two "rules."

And moreover...

The terrifying transparent figure that had been "hunting" him was getting faster.

The breaks he had between landings were getting shorter and shorter.

Ronan really didn’t want to admit it, but he had to accept the fact—that with time passing, sooner or later he would just run into the transparent figure’s attack right upon landing!

If unlucky, this process might even be significantly shortened.

"Has it become a pure game of luck again?"

Ronan threw out a metal ball, quickly collided into a Rune Formation, and when he next appeared, he was by the fountain of the garden.

Looking out at the target white table and wicker chair from afar, Ronan’s eyes gradually calmed down.

"My luck has always been bad..."

"But nobody’s luck is always bad..."

Throwing the ball, confirming the Array’s location, teleporting, landing.

"There surely will be that one time..."

"When I will be favored by Lady Luck."

Teleporting, landing... then teleporting, landing again...

Each time he landed, the attacks of the transparent figure were swifter than before, getting faster and faster... seemingly unwilling even to afford him the chance to catch his breath.

The Ponytail Witch had already urged him twice, as the exit position was shifting.

But.

Ronan was still in the garden looking for his own correct path.

His gaze was firm...there was an inexplicable tenacity in his eyes.

Finally, after countless teleportations, Ronan "shua" appeared in a spot he had never been before.

The wicker chair, the white table.

On the white table, aside from the exquisite tea set, there was also a uniquely designed silver comb, a bright and shiny dagger of unknown material, and a silver-white small ball.

These items, at this moment, were only less than two meters away from him.