Chapter 155 I have seen this kind of flaming ants, [Space Stagnation Cane]
“Bang bang—bang bang—bang bang—”
Ronan can hear clearly I heard that the sound of every beating of my heart was different from the original heart beating frequency, and had an ancient and primitive rhythm.
The blood crystal inserted in the heart is releasing wisps of dark blue mist at a speed several times faster than usual. These gases containing the blood essence travel throughout the body with the blood. The smooth and sharp voice that he had heard in his dream sounded in Ronan's ears again.
"Frost. Hekaltor Frost!. Hekaltor!."
The consciousness of ancient evil kept impacting Ronan's nerves, and he breathed heavily.
Every breath you take out condenses into complex and exquisite ice flowers in front of your eyes.
A large number of violent, ferocious, and evil desires emerged from Ronan's heart, giving him a strong urge to freeze everything and tear everything apart.
This is what Soraya has mentioned in her "Bloodline Transplantation" research notes. Bloodline fusion is an inevitable process.
Using your own will to defeat and control the remaining will of the monsters in your bloodline is a crucial point. If you fail, you will fall into a bottomless abyss.
However, the bloodline passed down to the ancient Frost Hydra contains the will of the ancient Warcraft Overlord far beyond any prediction made by Soraya in her notes.
Only Ronan himself knows how dangerous it is.
“Hekarto..”
Ronan took a deep breath and quietly entered the [Lake of Thoughtlessness] state.
Those violent thoughts that surged up in the blood were quickly frozen and sank to the bottom of the lake of heart.
Ronan calmed down again, and his consciousness gradually returned to clarity.
"Roar!"
A roar that was not like a human voice suddenly sounded, and the power of struggle and resistance surged out of the palm, accompanied by a slight burning feeling that became more and more intense.
Ronan looked up, and his scarlet snake eyes reflected a face that was completely covered with dense flame patterns. There seemed to be curved red horns growing out of the top of his head, almost turning into black hollow eyes. There are orange-gold flames full of madness and evil burning
"Burn...burn everything!"
The strange creature roared at Ronan. The sound was like several different tones superimposed together, giving off a strong sense of discomfort.
Some fragmentary pictures suddenly flashed through my mind.
Ronan suddenly remembered that in the distant ancient times, "he" had seen this kind of thing - a kind of ants that could burst into flames and run stupidly among the volcanoes. Once his breath would kill them, When their territory is frozen, they will ignorantly and fearlessly let out angry and ridiculous growls at themselves, just like they are now.
Of course the most interesting point is that once they are crushed at this time, their weak and small bodies will explode into a cluster of beautiful sparks with a "pop" sound.
“I really miss you.”
Ronan murmured in a low and hoarse voice, and gently released the hand that was holding the other person’s neck.
“The above is the story of the ancient flame demon. Name! .”
Igor let out a roar that shook the void, and the power emerging from the deeper parts of his blood turned into a hotter flame, burning away the shock and fear entrenched in his heart.
He broke free from the hand that restrained him, stood there, looked up to the sky and let out a violent roar.
He could feel that the blood of the Balrog belonging to the "Sakirs Family" in his body was constantly reviving, and he was growing stronger every minute.
The extinguished flames were quickly rekindled, and the disgusting frost moved away from him.
At this moment, the man who had always been above him in the name of brother seemed to be no longer scary. He was so close to him.
Replace it!
Become the new "king" of this generation of your family!
A strong desire emerged in Igor's heart. He even wanted to thank this dirty, despicable and smelly Frost Blood who came out of nowhere. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't be so fast. And further awaken the bloodline.
"Roar!"
Igor's whole body was bathed in red-gold flames, and he roared with great joy.
At this time, he is the Balrog in charge of the ancient fire, the king of flames who incinerates the world. The world will groan and wail under his feet, turning into a pile of charcoal and dying.
However, In the next second, all false fantasies came to an abrupt end.
A ferocious and huge hand, with black fingertips entwined with dark blue ice, suddenly appeared, tearing through the layers of flames, pinched Igor's cheek and head, and then swung it down hard.
"Boom!"
The huge platform made a violent shaking and shaking sound, and the ancient frost came back, swallowing up all the hot breath in an instant.
The red flames were quickly buried by the ancient ice and snow, and the rolling cold air rose like a tsunami on the platform, causing turmoil.
In the vast frost and snow, you can vaguely see——
A long hair flying, a slender and voluptuous dark blue body, is holding a slightly red figure with one hand. Smashing it to the ground repeatedly
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The huge sound penetrated the spell The projected light screen came out, and outside the secret realm, a group of young wizards standing on the Mirror Lake stared at the scene shown on the screen, their eyes twitching slightly.
Through a layer of light curtain, they seemed to be able to feel the terrifying and violent power contained in every impact.
Frost swallows fire, fighting with the most primitive power.
In the huge venue, it was eerily quiet, with a strange atmosphere flowing silently.
Finally.
There was no sound coming out of the screen, and all the movements gradually subsided.
The ancient frost settled down, and the figures hidden by the wind and snow were revealed again.
On the platform covered by the vast frost and snow, a slender and tall figure stood quietly.
Silver metal flows on his body, covering his strong body with almost perfect contours. His long, slightly dancing hair sheds away its dark blue color and returns to a bright white color again.
The snake scales on the cheeks and neck also disappeared, and the lines belonging to the talisman were revealed again.
He is still the young and handsome boy, his face remains unchanged and calm as before, but his brows have a more coquettish and noble temperament than before, as if he is the heir from an ancient noble family.
At the young man’s feet, lying covered in bruises was Igor.
The latter was lying on the ground with his limbs twisted, facing up to the sky, his mouth slightly open, and the orange-gold color in his empty eyes was dim, which seemed to be filled with confusion and helplessness——
I Who is it? Where am I? What on earth did I just... experience?
“Uh”
The stagnant atmosphere above Jinghu Lake in deathly silence was finally broken by a sigh that came from an unknown source.
"How could such a character appear in the second battlefield..."
Everyone slowly became agitated, and there was a constant buzz of discussion on the field.
Caroni stared steadily at the spell projection screen, looking at the young man in the screen.
Even though he was standing at the top of the third-level wizard, only one step away from the fourth-level dawn, as the master of the third magic circle, he was a little shocked and lost his mind at this time.
In a daze, Caroni seemed to see the shadows of the boy in front of him gradually overlapping with the shadows of several people in his impression.
Although they have different styles and considerable differences in strength, they do seem to be the same type of people.
"Now I kind of believe that this kid is not the illegitimate heir of Achido."
The green-robed wizard of the Thorn Palace sounded in his ears, and Caroni only heard the other party whispering in a rather complicated tone. He said in a loud voice: "How can that guy Achido have such an ancient and powerful bloodline?"
Caroni's eyes flashed and he did not answer, but just turned his head and looked in the other direction.
That is the location of Crystal Lake and Black Nightmare Swamp.
He saw a pair of dark and deep eyes staring at the screen under the feather mask of the third-level leading wizard of Black Nightmare Swamp, not knowing what he was thinking.
As for the bald wizard in Molten Crystal Lake, the burning stone staff he held was drooped, and his face was rather gloomy, even close to ugly.
"What a pity"
Somehow, a regretful thought suddenly popped into Caroni's heart, and he felt a little regretful. "If I had known, I would have participated in their bet."
Ronan stood on the mirror platform where he was the only one, and the pores on his body were still unconsciously radiating outwards. The slightest hint of chill.
That is the remnant of the ancient frost hydra bloodline in the body.
He lowered his head and realized the changes in his whole person from the inside out after stimulating the power of blood for the first time.
He followed Soraya's "blood transplantation" principle. Although the method of blood transplantation was primitive and crude, the entire process was controllable, subtle, and gradual as expected.
“The collision between bloodline and bloodline can speed up the fusion process.”
Ronan also just discovered this.
Especially the collision between the bloodline forces of "elementary hostility".
The ancient Balrog blood flowing in Igor's body stimulated the riot of the ancient Frost Hydra bloodline.
The majesty belonging to the ancient overlord was challenged, and it spontaneously shook.
In this battle, the blood crystal in Ronan's heart shrank by nearly one-tenth in one breath, and the fusion speed was dozens of times faster than usual.
The power of the bloodline that he fused and absorbed lurked dormant in the flesh and bones after the battle.
He could feel the existence of "them", but he could not mobilize "them" at will.
"Because it is still too thin..."
Ronan looked at his hands, which were fair and slender. There are still some dark blue black spots on the fingertips of his ten fingers.
The words "Ancient Frost Hydra Bloodline" have not yet appeared on the talent bar of the character panel.
However, Ronan felt that his will shape was undergoing some subtle transformations.
The temperament he displayed was a little more noble and majestic belonging to the ancient overlord.
"Buzz——"
A strange sound sounded, and Ronan felt that the platform he was standing on was slowly rising. At the same time, there were waves of energy fluctuations above his head.
He looked up.
Seeing the huge silver light group representing the only light source in this space trembling at this moment, there was a force calling me to get closer.
Ronan stood on the platform, rising continuously, getting closer and closer to the silver light group.
Finally, he reached a height that was almost level with the light group.
The dazzling silver light when he looked up from below unexpectedly softened at this moment, allowing Ronan to clearly see the scene inside the light group.
The rich space energy washed over Ronan's body in waves like cold water. The [Mirror Light] talisman in the consciousness space began to glow slightly under the wash of this force.
With a dazed look on his face, Ronan saw an exquisite silver cane more than a foot long floating quietly in the rich silver light.
The space around the cane showed a strange sense of stasis. When Ronan's eyes entered that area, they seemed to be frozen. This feeling was something he had never experienced before. .
"Is space stagnant?"
Ronan was thoughtful.
At this time, an obscure wave of consciousness came out of the cane and was caught by him.
"Take me...away"
Ronan blinked and subconsciously reached out to the silver cane.
Unexpectedly, he grabbed the cane smoothly.
It can even be said that the silver cane seems to have been actively put into his palm.
The power that seemed to be able to freeze everything, light, space, and even time, was easily in his hands.
At this moment, Ronan seemed to have an unprecedented sense of power in control of everything.
“So smooth?”
He felt incredible.
After only going through several rounds of selection and defeating several fellow wizards who came in to explore with him, he got the inheritance of this powerful magic tool that he could not even determine the specific grade.
At this moment, he had the feeling of becoming the "protagonist". His tiger body shook, and the treasure came to throw, and he easily reached the pinnacle of life.
Ronan couldn't wait to inject his spiritual power into it. In the silver cane, I habitually look for the core runes inside the cane.
But he felt a consciousness that could not be described in words, as vast and cold and majestic as the sea.
That consciousness directly formed a pair of eyes in Ronan's consciousness space, pure silver, a pair of eyes composed of countless intertwined lines.
Looking down at him with great indifference.
It seemed to be conveying a meaning to him - "How dare you?"
Ronan could hardly help "trembling", and even the space of consciousness that he once thought was unbreakable began to It was shaking violently, as if it might collapse at any time.
The will of the ancient frost hydra deep in its will seems to be "irritated" again by this look, and has a tendency to awaken further.
However, at this time, in the corner of the consciousness space, the small [Mirror Light] talisman flickered slightly.
The sterling silver eyes were slightly startled, as if they were touched by something.
The next moment, the indifferent will that invaded Ronan's consciousness space quickly receded, and the core area inside the silver cane was also released.
“Uh”
Ronan was stunned for a moment, not expecting such a change to happen.
But his instinct still drove him to quickly write down the rune that was presented to him without reservation.
He didn't even have time to read the mystery of the rune carefully. The next second he felt that his whole body was wrapped up by a powerful space force, followed by
"Shua—— ”
The familiar feeling of space teleportation.
“It’s out!”
Outside the secret realm, the figure of the young man holding the silver light suddenly disappeared on the spell projection, and the entire spell projection screen also disappeared. Caroni and others' expressions immediately became serious.
"Prepare."
The wizards from all four directions returned to their own magic airship at an extremely fast speed.
Almost as soon as they finished all this, a huge silver vortex appeared above Mirror Lake.
The eyes of the four third-level wizards led by Caroni and others suddenly soared, and at about the same time, they all erupted with their own powerful spells.
However, a strange energy wave was released from the silver vortex, followed by
Mirror Lake, airship, sky, energy wave. Everything, including the four Caroni people, The powerful light emitted by the spell.
All of them were "frozen" by a magical force, as if they were trapped in an absolutely stagnant space, and they all turned into a still picture.
In the center of this still scene, a young man holding a silver cane stepped out of the silver vortex.
"Ser'alu Ancient Cave."
As soon as the young man stepped out of the whirlpool, a low and majestic sound of spell chanting came from above his head.
A majestic and vast spiritual power fell from the sky, tearing apart the still scene in an instant, and slammed into the young man holding the silver staff.
(End of this chapter)