Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 335 - 170 I have longed for the Black Robe. Just kidding, come again!

Chapter 335: Chapter 170 I have longed for the Black Robe. Just kidding, come again!

Lufer’s body was filled with a strong intent to kill, and Ronan noticed his left hand holding a bloody human head.

Upon recognizing the face, Ronan’s pupils slightly constricted.

It was a very young and beautiful woman’s face, frozen in shock, pain, and fear at her time of death.

The key point was the woman’s identity.

This woman was another Level 3 Wizard genius from the Crimson Tower, aside from Lufer. She had participated in the competition and, due to her identity as a female wizard, had received considerable attention, which is why Ronan recognized her.

But now, the young female wizard was dead, her head casually held in Lufer’s hand like a rotten apple.

Judging from the scattered limbs and pieces of Magic Robe around, this female wizard was likely an "undercover" planted by the Resurrection Society within the Crimson Tower. Previously, several wizards from the Resurrection Society were still in this area.

Ronan narrowed his eyes, executing the Expert Level Detection Skill, a faint white light shimmering in his eyes.

He could even see the residual grudge spirits of deceased wizards twisting around Lufer, both fearing and resenting as they hovered uncertainly.

He speculated that the Resurrection Society might have wanted to control or kill Lufer, sending at least three Level 3 Wizards to target him... but they all ended up dead by Lufer’s hands.

This discreet genius of the Crimson Tower, whose "frailty" cloaked brutality and ferocity completely contrary to his appearance, was like an ancient demon wearing a wizard’s skin...

Clearly, Lufer felt the same about him.

The two exchanged glances in silence, a strange atmosphere slowly arising in the air, but neither of them made another move.

After a while, Ronan calmly raised the Mirror Dagger in his hand, following the patterns of the "Magic Cube Map" in his mind, and he gently stabbed it into his shoulder...

As Ronan’s figure disappeared, on the other end of the space, amidst the densely converging bloody mists, Lufer stood quietly.

His body half-exploded by Ronan’s punch was rapidly regenerating, flesh bubbling up crazily, wrapping him again...

His pale, handsome face gradually faded behind the surging blood-red flesh, only a pair of pinhole-sized eerie pupils flickering with a crimson, bloodthirsty light.

"Silver Magic Ring... Ronan Damien, is it..."

"This punch... I’ll remember it..."

...

Ronan checked his position on the "Magic Cube Map", silently calculating the silver magic rotations in his mind.

There was actually no pattern.

The Dawn Magic Tools were manipulated by humans. The people of the Resurrection Society knew his location; after locking onto Ronan’s position, they kept "rotating" the space he was in to the center of the "cage", repeatedly throwing him back to the "starting point."

But this did not mean Ronan was unable to break free.

Just like the Mirror Dagger required a thirty-second cooldown each time it was used, the Dawn Rank Space Magic also required a certain preparation time.

"As long as I can control this timing, I can..."

"Whoosh—"

Ronan calmly teleported and landed, the result almost exactly as he had anticipated from the "Magic Cube Map".

This "game" was much simpler than what he encountered in the Secret Mysterious Garden Realm.

A true Space Magic master could build a complex and intricate magic maze in a space as small as a garden; however, a poorly skilled apprentice, even with a Dawn Rank Magic Tool in hand, could only manage unsophisticated blockades.

"Two more times... maybe three teleports at most should be enough to completely escape this cage..."

Ronan thought to himself, timing the cooldown of the Mirror Dagger, preparing for the next teleport.

However, at that moment, in the empty independent space, suddenly a golden yellow Light Ball emitting intense vitality intruded.

Ronan paused; the blurry female spectral image wrapped around the golden light seemed stunned as she saw him. freewebnσvel.cѳm

Lola.

What a coincidence?!

"Damn! What place have those bastards led me to?..."

As Lola, whose physical body had been completely dispersed by Ronan, leaving only her soul core, recognized Ronan’s face, she let out a piercing scream and began cursing incessantly.

The golden yellow Light Ball quickly tore open an opening, trying to hastily escape.

But Ronan was faster.

It was just a moment.

"Boom!"

It seemed as if golden lightning exploded in the space, and their positions swapped.

The soul state Lola looked ruefully at Ronan who was nearby, his expression oddly holding a golden yellow Light Ball gently in his hand.

"The heart of the Unscathed Wood..?"

Ronan looked at the object in his hand that resembled solidified amber, emitting a vital energy far denser than the Unscathed Leaf he previously obtained from Lola.

Having previously depleted most of his Vital Light Balls due to Complete Giant Demonization, merely holding this tree heart seemed to quickly restore him.

Ronan slowly secured the tree heart, looking up at Lola.

Her complexion was as severe as the dimming twilight.

In her dark green pupils was deep-seated venom and hatred.

"Whoosh—"

A silent crack emerged beside the soul-state Lola, she deeply glanced at Ronan.

"I will definitely come back..."

Ronan’s gaze flickered slightly, not taking Lola’s threat to heart, wondering whether to pursue her to ensure her complete eradication.