Bloodline of the Wizard -
Chapter 201 - 114 Double Anchored! Freeze.. the Sun!!
Chapter 201: Chapter 114 Double Anchored! Freeze.. the Sun!!
"Why did Nono Pelin ’degrade himself’ to challenge Ronan? Even if Ronan is outstanding..."
"Nono Pelin should be the most qualified among the Third Ring to aim for the top ten, yet he..."
"It is said that Nono Pelin was once closely associated with Benny, his only trusted friend.."
"This makes it even more incomprehensible..."
Murmurs of discussion erupted among the crowd, nearly everyone astonished by this "challenge."
The silver bat Biondini gently flapped its large wings, its face bearing an inscrutable, odd smile, as if the lively scene below was exactly what it wanted to see.
Nono Pelin soared across like a genuine sun toward the newly upgraded Combat Arena.
The sequence of the second round of combat was prioritized by rank, and sometimes depended on the mood of the silver bat Biondini.
Regardless of which, this would become the first match of the second round.
Ronan ascended the arena from the other side.
His feet lightly touched the solid arena surface, Nono Pelin stood directly opposite him, feet floating, enveloped in the radiance of energy particles.
"We can start now, don’t delay too long.."
Biondini’s voice came from overhead, its wings flapping as it searched for the perfect spot to view the battle.
The noise from the spectators gradually settled down, all eyes fixated on the two figures in the arena.
"[Cold Ice Armor]"
A customary start with Ice Armor, a light snow gathering.
Without any superfluous words, Demon Nightmare Tungsten Steel flowed into Ronan’s hands, transforming into two single-handed longswords engulfed in black mist, then turning silver.
"[Frost Whirlwind]"
A sweeping frost and snow arose on the platform, a chilly breeze lifting the hem of Ronan’s magical robe. With the swords naturally pointing downward, Ronan’s figure soared, flying towards Nono Pelin.
Nono Pelin maintained a comfortable posture, starting to chant his spell.
The sound of his chanting was like poetry, the inexplicable tone as if someone was gently plucking at invisible strings, a faint golden halo pulsing around him with the cadence... his every move carried grace.
The chill around Ronan rapidly intensified, his swiftly darting figure flickering through the misty snow.
Suddenly, it was like he hit a wall.
That was a surging wave of heat coming from the front.
Nono Pelin raised his hand, his fingers adorned with several exquisitely gem-encrusted rings shining brightly.
Directly in front of him in the void, a line of fire appeared, followed by the rise of the fire line; in the blink of an eye, it formed a scorching wall of flames, standing directly in front Ronan’s path.
Yet, Ronan seemed oblivious, his flying speed increasing faster and faster, until he smashed into the red wall of fire...
"Boom!"
An invisible force burst through the wall, a pale blue light shattering the wall of flames, a robed figure wielding dual swords emerged from the fire, wrapped in ice and snow!
Chill and heat clashed fiercely in an instant, Ice Frost and Flames engaged in a brutal slaughter.
Strands of fine white hair on Ronan’s forehead lightly fluttered, his deep blue eyes locked on Nono Pelin’s figure, just as he was about to charge with his swords, numerous brilliant golden light points emerged around him first.
Each light point contained a particle like golden sandstone, every light point emitting energy fluctuations far beyond First Rank Magic.
Nono Pelin stretched forth his right hand from a distance towards Ronan, making a fist-closing gesture.
In an instant, these countless light points seemed to come to life, all firing towards Ronan at once!
"Boom!"
Countless golden lights seemed to merge into a larger gleaming cluster in an instant, with Ronan at their converging point, the only obstacle to their union.
Terrifying waves of heat swept in from all directions, almost instantly evaporating all the surrounding Ice Frost.
Ronan’s blue eyes were completely covered by gold and red colors, towering flames rolled in...
"Whoosh—Boom!"
In just an instant, those rolling golden lights and flames were shattered by an even more formidable terrifying force.
A mysterious and terrifying Power of Magic Domain surged up, like a whale swallowing everything, akin to indestructible walls...
"The fourth type of Extraordinary Magic Domain Power?!"
In spectator seats, from different positions, several figures suddenly stood up from their metal chairs, their faces showing extreme shock and disbelief.
"And stronger than the three types of Extraordinary Magic Domain Power he displayed before!"
"This Ronan... did he start practicing magic from the womb?!!"
Amidst the dispersing flames, Ronan’s figure reappeared.
Holding dual swords, his silver-gray Magical Robe billowed with the wind, blue and ice enveloping him, and what truly captured attention...
were hundreds of densely clustered, miniature black hole-like pure black Energy Light Balls around him.
Each of these light balls radiated a terrifying aura, absorbing and twisting the light, flowing together, forming a powerful and thick black Torrent around Ronan’s entire body.
Under the terrifying Power of Magic Domain, any flames and heat waves attempting to approach Ronan were easily swallowed and crushed by the Torrent, creating an absolutely secure and vacuumed defense field, firmly protecting Ronan.
Master Level 440 Proficiency [Energy Missile - Particle Torrent]!
Also the most powerful Extraordinary Magic Domain Power controlled by Ronan.
The faces of the watching wizards below were complex and uneasy.
For any wizard, mastering any type of Extraordinary Magic Domain Power is a dream come true.
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