Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 340 - 171: In the Name of Ice Frost, I am Hekarter, the Will Struggles, the Turmoil Begins_3

Chapter 340: Chapter 171: In the Name of Ice Frost, I am Hekarter, the Will Struggles, the Turmoil Begins_3

"Is it you?"

The Ice Crystal Demon Snake glanced at Benny, then diverted its attention upward, continuously emitting an anxious hiss.

Just when Benny frowned, suddenly... a powerful, ancient, majestic, and evil will abruptly descended upon the valley.

The next second, a figure rapidly enlarged in Benny’s field of vision, and upon seeing the appearance of the figure, Benny’s pupils constricted violently.

With dark blue hair cascading down like a waterfall, a slender body covered in snake scales, and ominous patterns on both cheeks...

The entire figure exuded a strong sense of nobility, antiquity, and evil.

Like lightning, the figure descended into the valley, fiercely stomping on the head of the Ice Crystal Demon Snake.

The colossal Ice Crystal Demon Snake almost instantly bowed its body, while letting out a reluctant whine.

"Despicable kin of the same Bloodline... Do you want to defy me?"

A hoarse, deep voice, sounding like numerous shards of ice rolling, rang out.

The bewitching figure with flowing dark blue hair stood on the head of the Ice Crystal Demon Snake, coolly looking down upon it, until the pressure from deep within its Bloodline forced the latter to submit instinctively.

Through the dense bluish-black Ice Frost surrounding the figure like heavy clouds, Benny saw a devilishly charming and evilly handsome face, faintly recognizable with familiar features.

"Da... Damien?"

Benny blurted out, his voice drawing the figure’s sideward glance, a pair of crimson eyes with endless cold piercing on him.

The moment those eyes gazed at him, Benny almost felt the urge to kneel down instantly.

The figure slowly walked towards Benny, leaving behind traces in the Void that resembled dark blue Ice Frost runes with every step he took.

As the figure approached, a massive wave of icy chill enveloped Benny, making him feel like his throat and heart were being tightly grasped by an invisible, ice-cold hand.

"Thump—"

Benny knelt on one knee, his face rapidly losing color as if the blood within his body had frozen and stopped flowing.

At this moment, he felt an unprecedented threat of death, which clouded over him like ominous clouds.

"Roar!"

Benny let out a reluctant growl, with a weak fluctuation of spiritual power bursting out, but in the overwhelming and heavy ice-cold gathering, his struggle barely made a ripple.

Just as Benny thought he might die in the next second, the figure suddenly stopped.

"Huff—huff—"

Breaths were heavily labored.

Benny looked up to see the tall, upright figure, shoulders heaving violently, his face showing an expression of pain and struggle.

His eyes opened, with calm and savagely fierce glimmers flickering back and forth.

He reached out his hand to Benny, urging in a hoarse voice.

"Benny.. quick.. prepare for me.. the second Bloodline Purification Ritual!"

The icy chill that had been pressing on before had vanished without notice, Benny freed himself from the pressure of death, and seeing the figure struggling in pain, instantly thought of a situation. fгeewebnovёl.com

"Bloodline Will Devour?!"

A serious expression appeared on Benny’s face, without any idle words, he quickly stepped into the Secret Realm.

Moments later, he brought out the Holy Blood Tree, over five meters tall with lush branches, all immersed in a mysterious red glow.

Upon seeing the figure, the Holy Blood Tree’s branches and leaves eagerly shook, and beneath them, a dense network of crimson tubes grew quickly entwining towards the figure.

But as soon as these tubes touched the dark blue frost clouds surrounding the figure, they immediately froze and shattered.

"Damien, restrain your power.. Do not submit to Him!"

Benny’s eyes flickered rapidly as he spoke out.

With eyes tightly shut, the figure let out a roaring growl, abruptly biting his lips, as fresh blood in blue and red shades flowed from the wound.

The frost clouds around him violently surged and gradually, like smoke, were drawn back into the body.

The tubes released by the Holy Blood Tree finally managed to adhere to his body, quickly wrapping him layer by layer, weaving into a massive Blood Cocoon.

At this moment, a clearer sense could be felt of the struggle between two wills inside the Blood Cocoon.

One, ancient and evil, filled with destruction and ferocity.

The other, clear and calm, like a stream flowing under autumn sunlight.

The latter rapidly weakening under the former, seeming to be devoured, dissolving.

Each tube on the entwining Blood Cocoon revealed mystical Rune Light Paths, with a pulsing...

The ancient evil air quickly dissipated.

However, on the side of the Holy Blood Tree, the glow also swiftly dimmed, the entire tree visibly withering fast, countless leaves falling rustling...

Merely a single Bloodline extraction, and the still weak Holy Blood Tree almost exhausted all its strength.

Benny, without hesitation, took out a large number of, already prepared and not yet prepared, Potions and blood from the Waist Storage Bag, pouring them on the Holy Blood Tree.

After all potion bottles emptied, followed by cutting open his wrists and letting the blood flow...

But even so, the power of the Holy Blood Tree was still not enough, the massive Blood Cocoon started trembling slightly, as if something was about to break out.

Massive blood loss made Benny pale, his body faltering, yet he seemed completely unaware, his brow deeply furrowed, his gaze constantly pondering and scanning the scene.

Suddenly, Benny’s gaze stopped on the low-lying Ice Crystal Demon Snake nearby, which sensed his gaze and responded with cold indifference.