Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 328 - 167: Chaos, The Beginning

Suspended high in the sky, the Ice Ball transformed into a dark blue Ice Sun, its fleeting brilliance masking the starry heavens.

Endless Ice type Free Energy Particles converged, forming a supremely pure dark blue light column.

Despair, destruction, death...

An indescribably terrifying aura poured down, as if the true ancient Ice Frost had arrived.

In just an instant, Ignatius was hit by the dark blue light column, his entire figure submerged in brilliance.

Following that, the dark blue splendor spread outward from where Ignatius stood, covering everything—be it magma, light, or the void—with a rich dark blue hue.

It was like solidified Tide, layer by layer extending outwards.

The temperature in this space plummeted. The scorching heat from the flames and magma was swiftly devoured, a bone-chilling cold pervading. Even the air carried a dense sense of urgency, as if time had frozen at this moment...

When all movement ceased, the Ice Sun suspended high above dimmed.

At this moment, the entire center of the Combat Arena was completely occupied by numerous blocks of dark blue solid ice.

These ice chunks, differing in color and shape from the usual, were embedded with complex and irregular mysterious patterns, interconnecting and interlacing, like ancient runes, continuously emitting an unsettling and ominous icy breath.

In the midst of this unease and ominousness, the spot where Ignatius had stood was now empty.

Ignatius had seemingly vanished into thin air, leaving only some scattered ice shards where he had been...

At this moment, all battles in the surrounding individual space circles unwittingly paused, even those Black Robes who had continuously chanted "Resurrection and Salvation" halted their actions.

Everyone was staring blankly at this scene, their faces flickering with deep confusion and bewilderment.

The entire atmosphere was eerily quiet.

"Three... Magic Domains Fusion?!"

On the Silver Magic Ring side, Caroni stood near the invisible spatial wall, his expression dazed, unconsciously murmuring.

He only remembered worrying about Ronan a second ago, but then the next second...

Caroni suddenly turned his head, his gaze shifting to Archiduo, this master of Ice Magic, with a soft and handsome appearance, his lips tightly pursed, seemingly understanding what Caroni wanted to ask, but slowly shook his head.

Caroni’s gaze then began to shake, and his complexion gradually grew more emotional.

Behind the two, Orian, firmly protected, also witnessed all this, his eyes flowing with many indescribable lights. His gaze roamed over the lingering dark blue Ice Sun and the vague outlines of the multi-headed serpent, finally gently landing on the figure of the youth beneath the Ice Sun.

Some light burst from the center of his silver-white pupils, as if deeply etching that figure into his mind for the first time.

An invisible and shocking emotion vibrated and rolled among the nearby spectators.

And at the focal point of everyone’s gaze, the center of the Combat Arena, still lay a patch of ice so solid it seemed it could never melt.

"Gurgle—"

Damian stood rigidly mid-air, his Adam’s apple struggling to move up and down.

His gaze returned repeatedly to the spot where Ignatius had been, finally inch by inch moving forward, landing on a tall and upright silhouette.

That was Ronan.

With lowered eyelids, his figure enshrouded in the faint blue light emitted by the thick solid ice around him, as if he stood amid a terrifying and mysterious ancient Forbidden place.

Ronan slowly raised his head, his eyes still retaining a trace of deep blue, quietly meeting Damian’s gaze. Damian felt as if hit by an invisible needle, abruptly retreating several steps.

A moment later, he suddenly snapped back to his senses, lowering his voice quickly: "Kill him, don’t give him a chance to breathe, three Magic Domains Fusion, he can’t have the strength to cast it a second time..."

Two Level 3 Wizards beside Damian seemed hesitant, but quickly they also moved.

But before they could even take a step forward, suddenly...

"Boom!"

The multi-headed serpent apparition in the high sky, seemingly about to dissipate at any moment, once again became clear, the dim dark blue Ice Sun’s eyes bursting with brilliance once more.

The Death Gaze of the ancient overlord.

A dreadful column of light descended, instantly striking Damian’s body!

"Hum—"

The two Level 3 Wizards’ figures suddenly froze in place.

Turning their heads, they looked in horror at Damian, much of whose upper body was slowly dispersing as ice shards, cold sweat instantly streaming down their foreheads and backs.

Almost without any hesitation.

They turned and fled, swiftly disappearing into a nothingness.

"Bang—"

Just after the two had left, the apparition of the multi-headed serpent thunderously dissipated, followed by the dark blue Ice Sun symbolizing Hekarter’s Eye also immediately vanishing, the united Power of Three Magic Domains returning to Ronan’s body like water.

"Cough cough—"

Ronan clutched his chest tightly, his coughs severe.

Raising his head, his handsome face pale, his eyes bloodshot.

After mastering the Clear Sky Realm, it was the first time for him to be so severely depleted of spiritual power.

The fusion of three Magic Domains reaching Level1 Resonance, for him who was merely at the Intermediate Level 2 Stage, was indeed still quite a burden, especially having cast it twice consecutively.

Ronan took out several Potions from his Space Ring, twisted open the caps, and drank them down, combining with the recovery effect of the [Clear Sky Realm], finally giving his painfully throbbing brain a chance to breathe.