Chapter 166 [Hekarto’s Death Gaze]! You ants, how dare you look directly at me? (Supplement)
“Zila——”
The bright blue current surged in the void, and a figure suddenly appeared next to Ronan.
"Angele Leo!!"
He is a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and a high nose. He exudes powerful fluctuations belonging to a third-level wizard. He saw Jupiter's face at close range. In such a tragic situation, he read Angelet's name with gritted teeth, as if he wanted to chew the name into pieces and swallow it alive to relieve his hatred.
He quickly grabbed Jupiter who was half kneeling on the ground, glanced at Ronan coldly, and then shot out in one direction, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
Ronan stood in the empty fighting ring, looked around and saw chaotic battle groups breaking out everywhere.
Some wizard geniuses who were fine at first suddenly became violent and began to attack their colleagues and people from other forces around them.
He saw several familiar faces on the side of the Silver Ring, including even the wizard genius of the seventh ring, Debi, who was with him when he came here.
After sweeping away his calm and reserved character, his face was full of ferocity and fanaticism.
Orian was seriously injured by someone unknown. His face was pale and he was firmly protected by Caroni and Achido.
A large number of figures wearing black robes, whose faces could not be seen clearly, chanting "Resurrection and Savior" seemed to appear out of thin air, walking out of the goblin plains surrounding the venue and constantly joining the battlefield.
“Ignatius!”
A roaring voice came from the distance, “Have even the Sakirs family betrayed you?!”
He suddenly turned his head and looked around, only to see a terrifying figure with orange-gold flames flowing all over his body, running rampant within the sphere of influence of the Thorn Palace, leaving behind pieces of charcoal
In a daze, Ronan seemed to He saw a strange pattern with six overlapping rings appearing in front of him, with the upper three rings intact and the lower three rings broken.
The Ancient Witch Resurrection Meeting!
Ronan's mind was shaken, and his eyes reflected the "dawn sun" that was colliding and clashing wantonly in the night sky above his head.
Angelet is a member of the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society, so he is actually not surprised at all.
Angelet’s character makes it natural for him to do any crazy things.
What really surprised him was that the six wizarding forces were so thoroughly infiltrated by the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society. Not to mention the second and third level wizards, they even reached the fourth level of Dawn, a powerful figure who was already the leader of a force. A member of the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society.
"..Under the light of dawn, how can those things hidden in the shadows have the opportunity to cause trouble?"
Then if even the "dawn" itself... has been possessed by the shadows What about erosion?
Ronan gritted his teeth hard and rushed towards the direction of the ring, but halfway he touched a "silver white wall" as smooth as a mirror.
He penetrated easily without any hindrance, and then his whole body suddenly "regressed" back to the starting point.
Ronan was slightly startled and tried several times from different directions, but got the same result.
"The power of the space array."
Ronan seemed to be "trapped".
And it seems that he is not the only one who is "trapped".
Standing in front of the silver mirror wall, Ronan looked around and saw traces of similar mirror walls everywhere.
They divide the huge battlefield into small independent areas, and only the wizards of the Resurrection Society wearing black robes can move around at will.
"Is it one of the two Dawn magic tools obtained from the core area of the Garden of Mirrors?"
Even the Dawn Wizard can "betray", and the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society It seems that it is not unusual for people to get one or two Dawn magic tools.
So is their real purpose for the broken World Stone?
Ronan was thinking, reaching out and gently brushing the void in front of him. In the ripples, he saw Caroni watching him not far away.
The latter's face was tense, and he looked at him with complicated eyes, his lips moved, and finally he just uttered a few words helplessly: "Damien, be careful..."
Ronan He nodded at the other party, turned around, calmed down and thought about ways to break the situation.
Compared with the chaotic and killing battlefields at this time, the position he is in now is quite peaceful.
No one from the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society has noticed him until now.
“First think of a way to break out of this battlefield divided by magic tools. If you can’t rescue the magic ring, at least ensure your own safety first.”
While Ronan was thinking, suddenly a figure in black robe quietly stepped into his field of vision.
He looked slightly moved, and slowly took two steps forward, reaching out to touch the earring on his left ear, ready to fight at any time.
But he never thought that the black-robed figure, who was full of murderous intent and was about to come towards him, was suddenly gently grabbed by someone.
“Don’t worry about him for now.”
“Why?”
“He has the key world stone coordinates... Moreover, this guy’s life has long been stolen. Booked”
“Huh?”
When Ronan heard the conversation between the two black-robed figures, he paused as he was preparing to fight back.
It turns out that he has not been involved in the battle until now, not because he has been ignored, but on the contrary, he is the one who receives the most "key attention"? !
He only told Kirsty about the coordinates of the World Stone.
Kirsty should have reported it. There were even people from the Resurrection Society among the Dawn Wizards. It was not surprising that this secret was leaked.
What really made Ronan curious was
"So who is it?"
He calmed down and simply sat down where he was, squinting his eyes and looking present. One after another flowing figures slid past.
"Predetermined my life in advance?"
"Boom!"
The red-gold flames burned wantonly.
The monster-like monster's ferocious hand slowly loosened its grip and casually discarded the charred corpse of the wizard on the ground like trash.
At this time, Ignatius' whole body was bathed in blazing flames. His body was nearly twice as tall and burly as before, with two twisted horns more than half a foot long growing out of his forehead, and his body was covered with There are black lumps that look like solidified magma. Between these lumps, a large number of orange-gold light patterns light up, forming strange and complex patterns.
His eyes have completely turned into an almost pure golden color. With every breath, a thick smell of sulfur comes out of his mouth and nose, and his whole body exudes waves of indescribable energy. The smell of terror.
"@%...&*"
The short and fast chanting of spells rang in his ears. Ignatius turned his head sharply, his eyes firmly locked on a man whose whole body was blooming with dazzling green light. figure.
The spell took shape in an instant, and the green light that condensed into substance rushed towards Ignatius like countless arrows. The terrifying energy fluctuations enveloped the aura of the extraordinary realm, and its power shook the void.
Ignatius's orange-gold eyes burst into cold and violent light, and he did not dodge, but took the initiative to greet the spell.
The terrifying flames burned the air, leaving a long blurry and twisted trail.
"Boom!"
The green crystal light was directly smashed by the red meteor. Before the third-level wizard who cast the spell showed a shocked expression on his face, a terrifying and ferocious big hand had already Violently penetrated his body.
Ignatius appeared behind the opponent, with a cruel look in his eyes and slowly pulled his palm out of his body, still holding a heart that was rapidly turning into coke between his fingers.
Ignatius opened his mouth to devour the body of the wizard who was about to fall, and saw a semi-illusory blurry figure being quickly pulled out of the body, screaming and being killed by Ignatius. Nasius swallowed slowly.
After doing all this, he closed his eyes, as if he was slowly tasting something.
When he opened his eyes again, the orange-gold color in the dark eye sockets seemed to become a little brighter, and the flames surrounding him became much hotter.
At this time, all the wizards in this small area have been turned into charcoal and corpses.
Some people in the side space backed away in fear, while others screamed at his red eyes through the mirror-like void wall, wildly casting useless spells one after another.
Ignatius walked forward with a calm expression, leaving charred footprints in the void he passed.
He looked around, and fierce fighting was breaking out in every small divided battlefield.
Ignatius's eyes were coldly locked on several battle groups.
"Rufus Jupiter Orion."
They are all names with the same name as him, and they are either in a tough battle or have been seriously injured.
Ignatius licked his lips lightly, with a strong look of desire in his eyes. He knew very well what huge benefits he would gain if he devoured the souls and flesh of these people.
But it's a pity.
These people are the most valued geniuses of several major forces, and they cannot be used as a supplement for him for the time being. They need to stay first as bargaining chips for the upper-level Dawns.
He turned his eyes away from the few people. At this time, a silver brilliance fell in front of him.
Several figures shrouded in black robes walked out of the light, each of them emitting powerful fluctuations belonging to a third-level wizard. The leader, a man in black robe, is holding a silver Rubik's Cube that is constantly rotating and rolling in his right hand.
He strode up to Ignatius, reached out and took off the hood on his head, revealing a fair and delicate baby face.
It was Damian who disappeared after a previous battle with Ronan.
Damian stood on the battlefield belonging to the Palace of Thorns, seemingly turning a blind eye to the corpses of the wizards of the Palace of Thorns lying under his feet and around him, with an unusually calm expression on his face.
“Where’s that bastard Angele?”
Ignatius saw Damian and asked coldly: “Suddenly taking action in advance disrupted all plans, and now he’s gone again His figure"
"Unclear"
Damian shook his head, "After he seriously injured Jupiter, he completely lost track and could no longer contact him."
"He will not have any credit after successfully obtaining the World Stone!"
Ignatius's eyes were gloomy, and then he seemed to have thought of something, narrowed his eyes, and cast his gaze coldly in one direction.
Where he was looking, he could see the figure of a young man sitting quietly. All the chaos and noise around him seemed to have nothing to do with him.
“It’s time to get the coordinates”
Ignatius lowered his lips and walked towards the direction of the young man.
Damian frowned slightly, followed him, and said calmly: "Laura said no one can touch him?"
"Is this guy still Laura's crush?"
Ignatius glanced at him, slightly surprised.
“No.”
Damian shook his head, "Lola wanted to kill him personally. He had made it easy for Laura to have a grudge a long time ago."
"Huh"
Ignatius grinned silently , without stopping, he threw Damian away in a few steps.
"Then let Laura vent her anger on his relics.
He will not even leave ashes under my hands.
I once humiliated the Balrog "Reptile of blood."
"Are you here?"
Ronan felt a slight fluctuation of space energy, looked up, and saw Ige slowly entering the scene in the body of a fire demon. Nasius, and Damian and others following him.
His eyes flickered slightly.
Some of the previous doubts seem to have been answered at this moment.
He slowly stood up and looked calmly at the arrival of Ignatius and others.
Just five minutes ago, he had found a way to get out of the "prison" of this space, but he did not leave because he wanted to see who was coming.
Ignatius tilted his head and looked at Ronan in front of him, cruel and violent light flowing out bit by bit from his orange-gold eyes.
“I didn’t see the expression I wanted to see on your face”
The corners of Ignatius’ mouth raised, his white teeth gradually revealed, and he spoke in a low voice with a hoarse voice. : "To be honest, I'm very disappointed."
Ronan exhaled softly and reached out to touch his earlobe.
The blue stream of light shot out, and the [Winter Land] magic tool set was put on him one by one.
The unusual situation in the central arena caused several surrounding battle groups to calm down.
"Boom!"
The terrifying magical power slammed hard on the silver barrier of nothingness, but it could only stir up some insignificant ripples.
On one side of the silver ring, Caroni and Achido looked at this side with cold eyes. Terrifying energy pressure surrounded them, like two angry beasts trying to break out of the prison.
But all he got in return was black-robed Damian carelessly fiddling with the silver Rubik's Cube in his hand.
Someone was standing on the corpse covered in a pool of blood, looking at Ronan and laughing wildly. It was Debi who looked like a crazy man. A few meters away from him, a cold-looking Clemens tried again and again. The impact on the space barrier.
Ignatius looked around at all this, and the smile on his face grew brighter.
"It seems that many people care about you"
His body leaned slightly forward in the direction of Ronan, the orange-gold color in his black eyes lit up slightly, and his tone was strange Said: "I have begun to look forward to how they will behave when you are in pain, begging for mercy, wailing, and dying in my hands."
"Don't you want the coordinates?"
Ronan asked coldly.
“This is not a bargaining chip for your survival.”
Ignatius smiled, the gradually terrifying aura around him spread, and the temperature of the entire competition arena space increased rapidly, “Of course we have How to get the coordinates from you."
"Okay."
Ronan fell silent.
He raised his hand and made a gesture of casting a spell.
One after another, spells that resonated with the legal domain emerged from around him, and large areas of legal domain force fields intertwined
Damian, who was standing behind Ignatius, saw a faint smile on his face when he saw this. With a look of ridicule, Ignatius took a step forward with disdain. The firepower spurting out from his body almost dispelled all the cold atmosphere in this area!
“Are you going to use your so-called legal domain to superimpose the domain again?!”
Ignatius was like a real ancient Balrog coming to the world, with nearly endless flames erupting from his body It surged out and occupied the entire space in an instant, forming a world unique to flames.
"A clumsy and ridiculous trick!"
His hoarse and deep voice roared in the firelight and heat waves.
“Where is your bloodline?
Show it, show me! "
"That trash Igor will only bring shame to the family! "
"I will let you feel the power of the real blood of the Balrog...roar——"
Ignatius stood in the void and roared.
The countless criss-crossing rune formations under his feet were shattered by light, and the huge fighting arena turned into waves of lava and fire in an instant.
The power of a third-level wizard, as well as the power of the ancient Balrog. The terrifying power of blood was fully revealed. At this moment, even the wizards who existed in the independent space cage felt the heat, and all of them looked here with frightened faces.
And. In this scorching heat that seemed to incinerate everything, Ronan, who could barely hold up a small foothold with only three legal domains, looked extremely calm.
He gently held himself down and couldn't stop trembling. , beating heart.
Slowly raised his right hand and pointed it at Ignatius in the red.
In an instant, the three magic fields intertwined around him appeared. Under the inexplicable connection, fusion occurred quickly.
A brand-new legal domain that was more than dozens of times solidified suddenly emerged, exuding an unparalleled terrifying aura.
This breath is hanging down, and every time it drops a little, a piece of flame is extinguished and a piece of magma condenses.
This aura and the three spells surrounding Ronan quickly rose into the air, and the combination transformed.
The pure white ice blade turned into a vertical pupil.
The ice ball of despair serves as the eyes.
Dark blue aurora densely radiated out the shape of eyeball meridians
Finally, an extremely huge, dark blue ball of light was suspended in the sky like an eye, and countless terrifying and solid auras faintly outlined the ancient Silhouette of a multi-headed snake.
At this moment, it seems that the real ancient frost overlord has arrived.
It stared indifferently below, looking down coldly at the arrogant figure belonging to Ignatius.
With the shadow of the huge hydra on his back, Ronan slowly raised his head, one eye tightly closed.
At this moment, his long white hair and robe were dancing at the same time, and there was an indescribable noble and ancient aura lingering around him.
Ronan's voice was hoarse. He looked at the shocked Ignatius in front of him and said in a low voice:
"First feel the gaze from ancient times."
After speaking, Ronan's closed right eye suddenly opened, and endless dark blue light bloomed in it.
At the same time, the dark blue ball of light hanging high above his head behind him also burst into glory!
The fusion of three and one paragraph resonance legal domains!
——[Hekartor’s Death Gaze]!
"You ants, how dare you look directly at me?"
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(End of this chapter)