Bloodline of the Wizard
Chapter 503 - 231: Frost Covers the Corpses, Ice Emperor’s Legacy, "Symbiosis" Pact

Chapter 503: Chapter 231: Frost Covers the Corpses, Ice Emperor’s Legacy, "Symbiosis" Pact

Ronan suddenly opened his eyes, awakened from a dream in which he embodied a Multi-headed Snake fighting a giant bird of Flames.

Ronan’s heart trembled, as the bloodline passed down from Hekarter within him fell into an unprecedented agitation, and the fragmented memories conveyed by his bloodline finally made Ronan understand why he had an instinctive aversion to Molli’er and why her Fire Magic was so formidable...

Because coursing through her veins was the bloodline of the legendary Fire Element Magic Beast overlord, the blazing Phoenix!

Also... the natural arch-enemy of the Frost Multi-headed Snake!

In ancient times, a meeting between the two would inevitably result in a fight to the death.

But none of this mattered to Ronan at the moment.

Right now, Molli’er’s pure yet bewitching, exquisitely beautiful face was less than three centimeters from his, her eyes tightly closed, sleeping peacefully.

Her lips were covered in tiny, orange-red fragments, resembling a coat of some mysterious lip glaze, while around her face were densely packed, worm-like filaments.

These filaments were all connected to Ronan, piercing into his flesh and desperately sucking away at the Life Force within each piece of his flesh and every cell, the Vital Light Ball deep inside his body rapidly draining at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As his Life Force drained away, his entire body also seemed like dry kindling progressively having its moisture drawn out, and the fire previously suppressed by Ice Frost swept through him once more—he again heard the "crackle and pop" of his own body burning.

The legendary Phoenix, which was said to be undying, would experience a Nirvana Rebirth from the Flames whenever life neared its end!

It was clear that this was the process of "Nirvana Rebirth" that Molli’er was undergoing now.

She had sustained severe injuries and sought to be reborn from the fire, while Ronan... had the misfortune of being chosen as the kindling fueling this fire of rebirth!

"Damn it! Damn it all..."

Hatred for his ancestral enemy, coupled with the crisis of having his life forcefully extracted, spawned a primal ferocity within Ronan, wishing he could immediately rip apart Molli’er before him, tear open her tender flesh and drink deeply of her blood.

He struggled with all his might, doing everything in his power to shake off the Phoenix Tentacles rooted in his body.

Ronan growled, frantically striking a seal upon his soul.

"Hekarter... you shouldn’t let me die like this, dying at the hand of your enemy... Hekarter!!!"

As if answering his call, amidst the roaring tide crashing against the coastal rocks on the edge of the Southern Continent, the billowing Ice Frost broke open, and a silent black-blue serpent with two heads raised its head.

"Phoenix..."

Both heads of the serpent uttered the same name, and in its deep red, icy gaze seemed to reflect a scene of a young Multi-headed Snake being pecked to death by a giant bird enveloped in flames.

The serpent’s eyes flickered slightly, but soon returned to complete calmness and indifference.

Without looking back, it broke through the surging waves in front of it and silently disappeared into the vast ocean, completely out of sight.

.....

"Huff—huff—"

The boundless wilderness had completely lost any trace of Ice Frost.

The raging fire had melted the place where the small village once stood into a fiercely molten lake of lava.

In the center of the flowing lava lake, the golden-red Flames quietly burned, exuding an indescribable robust vitality.

At the center of the Flames, through the crystal-clear, fire-red, two "entwined" figures could be seen slowly parting.

The young girl’s figure stretched out, head held high, while underneath, a young man’s figure fell powerlessly.

Ronan felt as if his soul, too, was burning up.

It was like returning to the time when he first attempted to reach the Official Wizard Level, taking the God Burning Potion.

"Ice and Fire Supreme... Ice and Fire Supreme..."

Words once spoken to him by Alchemist Schiper echoed continuously in Ronan’s mind; he was well aware that if he wanted to survive in such a situation, this might be his only chance.

The potential sparked by the threat of Death plunged Ronan into an indescribable state.

Ice Frost and Flames, two energy elements, morphed into various forms in his consciousness, with a hint of a symbiotic connection emerging that Ronan faintly grasped.

But...

He had too little time to command.

Before he could fully capture these fleeting insights, his consciousness gradually blurred amidst the continuous "burning."

His blood seemed to have dried up.

His once-heralded robust physique now felt like parched, cracked earth, leaving nothing but scorched ground.

Ronan had come close to Death countless times, and he was all too familiar with that sensation.

Only this time, unlike sinking into the cold dark depths of a lake, he felt as though he was turning into a piece of ash, slowly shattering, withering, and dying after being completely consumed by fire...

Just as Ronan was about to lose consciousness completely, suddenly...

"Crack—"

The necklace he had worn on his neck all along quietly shattered.

The gemstones on the necklace had long since melted away, leaving only a deep blue crystal ring, which also fractured at this moment.

From the shattered ring, a semi-illusory circular seal emerged, swiftly entering Ronan’s forehead, followed quickly by a gentle power that enveloped his entire being.

"Ice Snow... covering the corpse..."

A voice that seemed like the howl of a blizzard, yet also like a melodious lament, whispered in Ronan’s ear.

In an instant, strands of mysterious aura quietly bloomed.