Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 166 [Hekator's Death Stare]! How dare you ants look at me? (Supplement)

"Fuck-"

A bright blue electric current surged in the void, and a figure suddenly appeared beside Ronan.

"Angela Rio!!"

He was a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and a high nose, emitting a powerful aura of a third-level wizard. When he saw Jupiter's miserable condition at close range, he gritted his teeth and pronounced Angele's name, as if he wanted to chew the name into pieces and swallow it raw to vent his hatred.

He quickly grabbed Jupiter who was half-kneeling on the ground, glanced at Ronan coldly, and then suddenly shot out in one direction, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

Ronan stood on the empty fighting arena, looked around, and saw chaotic battles breaking out everywhere.

Some wizard geniuses who were originally fine suddenly became violent and began to attack their comrades and people from other forces.

He saw several familiar faces on the Silver Ring side, including the wizard genius Derby from the Seventh Ring who had traveled with him all the way here.

His previously calm and reserved personality was completely gone, and his face was filled with ferocity and fanaticism.

Orian was seriously injured by someone unknown, and his face was pale. He was tightly protected by Caroni and Aqido.

A large number of figures wearing black robes, with unclear faces, chanting "resurrection to save the world" seemed to appear out of thin air, walked out from the goblin plains surrounding the venue, and continued to join the battlefield.

"Ignatius!"

A roaring voice came from a distance, "Even the Sakirs family betrayed?!"

He turned his head suddenly and saw a terrifying figure with orange-gold flames all over his body rushing around in the sphere of influence of the Thorn Palace, leaving behind pieces of charred charcoal.
In a trance, Ronan seemed to see a strange pattern of six overlapping rings appearing before his eyes, the top three rings were complete, and the bottom three rings were broken.

The Ancient Witch Resurrection Meeting!
Ronan's heart was shaken, his eyes reflecting the "Dawns" in the night sky above his head that were colliding and fighting wildly.

Angele was a member of the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society, so he was not surprised at all.

Given Angele's personality, it seems natural for him to do any crazy things.

What really surprised him was that the six major wizarding forces had been infiltrated so thoroughly by the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society. Not to mention the second and third level wizards, even a powerful figure who had reached the fourth level of Dawn and was already the leader of a faction was actually a member of the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society.

"..Under the light of dawn, how could those things hiding in the shadows have a chance to cause trouble?"

What if even "Dawn" itself has been eroded by the shadow?

Ronan gritted his teeth and rushed towards the direction of the magic ring, but halfway he touched a "silver-white wall" that was as smooth as a mirror.

He passed through easily without encountering any hindrance, and then suddenly "regressed" to the starting point.

Ronan was slightly stunned. He tried several times from different directions, but got the same result every time.

"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 mirrored wall that was rippling with silver light, Ronan looked around and saw traces of similar mirrored walls everywhere.

They divided the huge battlefield into small independent areas, and only the wizards of the Resurrection Society wearing black robes could move freely.

"Is it one of the two instruments of dawn obtained from the core area of ​​the Garden of Mirrors?"

If even the Dawn Wizard could "turn against" them, then it wouldn't be surprising for the people of the Ancient Wizard Resurrection Society to get one or two Dawn magic tools.

So their real purpose is to obtain the broken World Stone?

Ronan pondered, stretched out his hand and gently brushed the void in front of him. In the ripples, he saw Caroni staring at him not far away.

The latter's face was tense, his eyes were complicated, his lips were trembling, and finally he just uttered a few words helplessly: "Damien, be careful..."

Ronan nodded to the other party, turned around, calmed down and thought about how to break the deadlock.

Compared to the chaotic and bloody battlefield at this moment, the place where he is now is quite peaceful.

Until now, no one from the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society has noticed him.

"First, find a way to get out of this battlefield divided by magic tools. If you can't rescue the magic ring, at least ensure your own safety first."

Ronan was just thinking when suddenly a black-robed figure quietly stepped into his sight.

His expression changed slightly, and he slowly took two steps forward, reaching out to touch the earring in his left ear, ready to fight at any time.

However, he never expected 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 on him... and his life has already been predetermined."

"Um?!"

Ronan heard the conversation between the two black-robed figures and paused for a moment as he was about to fight back.

It turns out that he had not been involved in the battle until now, not because he was ignored, but on the contrary he was the one who received the most "focus"? !

He only told Costi about the world stone coordinates.

Costi should have reported it. There are people from the Resurrection Society among the Dawn Wizards. It is not surprising that this secret was leaked.

What really makes Ronan curious is
“So who is it?”

His expression calmed down, and he simply sat down where he was, squinting his eyes, and his gaze swept across the figures moving around in the field.

"Pre-ordered my life?"

"boom!"

The red-gold flames burned wildly.

The ferocious giant hand, like a monster, slowly loosened its grip and threw the charred body of the wizard onto the ground like trash.

At this time, Ignatius' whole body was bathed in blazing flames. His body was nearly twice as tall and muscular as before. Two twisted horns more than half a foot long grew on his forehead. His body was covered with black lumps that looked like solidified magma. Between these lumps, a large number of orange-gold light patterns lit up, forming strange and complex patterns.

His eyes had completely turned into an almost pure gold color, and with every breath, a thick smell of sulfur emanated from his mouth and nose. His entire body exuded an indescribable aura of horror.

“@%…&*”

The sound of short and swift spell chanting rang in his ears. Ignatius turned his head sharply, his eyes fixed on a figure whose entire body was emitting dazzling green light.

The spell took shape in an instant, and the condensed green light rushed towards Ignatius like countless arrows. The terrifying energy fluctuations carried the aura of the extraordinary realm of law, and its power shook the void.

Ignatius' orange-gold eyes flashed with cold and violent light. He did not dodge but took the initiative to face the spell.

The horrific flames burned the air, leaving behind a long, blurry and distorted trail.

"Boom!"

The green crystal light was directly shattered by the red meteor. Before the third-level wizard who cast the spell could show a shocked expression on his face, a terrifying and ferocious hand had already pierced through his body.

Ignatius appeared behind the opponent, and with a cruel look in his eyes, he slowly pulled his hand out of his body. Between his five fingers, he still held a heart that was rapidly turning into charcoal.

Ignatius opened his mouth and made a swallowing motion towards the wizard's body that was about to fall. A half-illusory and blurry human figure was quickly pulled out of the body and was slowly swallowed by Ignatius while screaming.

After doing all this, he closed his eyes, as if he was slowly savoring something.

When he opened his eyes again, the orange-gold color in his dark eye sockets seemed to become brighter, and the flames surrounding his body also became much hotter.

At this time, all the wizards in this small area had turned into charcoal and corpses.

Some people in the space beside him retreated in fear, while others screamed at him with red eyes through the mirror-like empty wall, frantically casting one useless spell after another.

Ignatius walked forward calmly, leaving behind a trail of charred footprints in the void as he passed.

He looked around and saw fierce fighting breaking out in every small divided battlefield.

Ignatius's gaze was coldly locked on several battle groups.

"Rufus Jupiter Orion."

They are all names that are as famous as him, some are fighting hard, and some are seriously injured.

Ignatius licked his lips lightly, with deep desire in his eyes. He knew very well what great benefits he would gain if he devoured the souls and flesh of these people.

But unfortunately.

These people are the most respected talents by the major forces. They cannot be used as food for his supplement for the time being, so they need to stay and be used as bargaining chips for the upper-level Dawns.

He turned his gaze away from the few people, and at this moment, a silver light fell in front of him.

Several figures covered in black robes walked out of the light, each of them emitting a powerful wave of a third-level wizard. The leader was a black-robed man, who was half-raising a silver Rubik's Cube in his right hand that was spinning all the time.

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 battle with Ronan.

Damian stood on the battlefield belonging to the Thorn Palace, seeming to ignore the corpses of the Thorn Palace wizards lying at his feet and beside him, and the expression on his face was unusually calm.

"Where's that bastard Angelet?"

Ignatius saw Damian and asked coldly, "Why did he suddenly take action ahead of time and disrupt all the plans? Now he is nowhere to be seen."

"I don't know."

Damian shook his head. "After he severely injured Jupiter, he completely disappeared and there is no way to contact him anymore."

"He won't get any credit after successfully obtaining the World Stone!"

Ignatius' eyes were gloomy, and then he narrowed his eyes as if he had thought of something, and looked coldly in one direction.

Where he was looking, he could see 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 curled his lips and walked towards the young man.

Damian frowned slightly, followed him, and said calmly: "Lola said no one can touch him?"

"Is this boy Laura's lover?"

Ignatius glanced at him, a little surprised.

"Do not."

Damian shook his head. "Lola wanted to kill him personally. He had a grudge against her a long time ago."

"Ah"

Ignatius grinned silently, and without stopping, he shook Damian off in a few steps.

"Then let Laura vent her anger on his relics.
In my hands, not even ashes will be left.

The reptile that once insulted the blood of the Fire Demon."

"come yet?"

Ronan felt a slight fluctuation of spatial energy. He looked up and saw Ignatius slowly walking into the venue in the body of a fire demon, with Damian and others following behind him.

His eyes flickered slightly.

Some of the previous doubts seem to have been answered at this moment.

He stood up slowly and looked calmly at Ignatius and others who had arrived.

Just five minutes ago, he had found a way to escape from this spatial "prison", but he did not leave because he wanted to see who the person coming was.

Ignatius tilted his head and looked at Ronan in front of him, with a cruel and violent light flowing out of his orange-gold eyes bit by bit.

"I didn't see the expression I wanted to see on your face"

The corners of Ignatius' mouth rose, his white teeth gradually revealed, and he spoke in a hoarse voice: "To be honest, I am very disappointed."

Ronan exhaled softly and reached out to touch his earlobe.

A blue light shot out, and he put on the [Winter Homeland] magic tool set piece by piece.

The unusual situation on the center stage caused several surrounding battle groups to calm down.

"boom!"

The terrifying power of the spell slammed heavily into the empty silver barrier, but could only cause some insignificant ripples.

On one side of the silver magic ring, Caroni and Aqido looked over here with cold eyes. Terrifying energy pressure surrounded them, like two angry beasts trying to break out of their cage.

But in return, all he got was the black-robed Damian casually fiddling with the silver Rubik's Cube in his hand.

Someone was standing on a pool of bloody corpse, looking at Ronan and laughing wildly. It was Derby who looked like a madman. A few meters away from him, Clemens, with a grim face, was trying to impact the space barrier over and over again.

Ignatius looked around at it all, the smile on his face growing wider.

"It seems like a lot of people care about you."

His body leaned slightly towards Ronan, the orange-gold color in his black eye sockets glowed slightly, and he said in a strange tone: "I'm already looking forward to how they will behave when you suffer, beg for mercy, wail, and die at my hands."

"Don't you want the coordinates?"

Ronan asked suddenly.

"This is not your chance to survive."

Ignatius smiled, and a terrifying aura gradually spread around him. The temperature of the entire fighting arena space rose rapidly. "We naturally have a way to get the coordinates from you."

"Ok."

Ronan fell silent.

He raised his hand and made a gesture as if casting a spell.

One after another, spells of resonance in the domain emerged from his body, and large areas of domain force fields intertwined.
Damian, who was standing behind Ignatius, showed a hint of sneer on his face when he saw this. Ignatius took a step forward with disdain, and the firepower that gushed out of his body almost dispelled all the icy aura in the area!
"Are you going to use your so-called domain superposition domain again?!"

Ignatius was like a real ancient fire demon, with nearly endless flames gushing out from his body, occupying the entire space in an instant, forming a world of fire alone.

"What a clumsy and ridiculous trick!"

His hoarse, low voice roared amid the firelight and heat.

"Where's your bloodline?

Show it to me! "

"That jerk Igor will only bring shame to the family!"

"I will let you feel the power of the true blood of the Fire Demon... Roar——"

Ignatius stood in the void, roaring.

Countless crisscrossing rune array lights beneath his feet shattered, and the huge fighting arena turned into a wave of lava in an instant.

The power of a third-level wizard and the terrifying might of the blood of the ancient fire demon were fully displayed. At this moment, even the wizards in the independent space cages felt the heat, and they all looked over here with fear on their faces.

In this scorching heat that seemed to burn everything, Ronan, who was barely able to stand on a small foothold with only three domains of law, looked extremely calm.

He gently pressed his trembling, beating heart.

He slowly raised his right hand and pointed it at Ignatius who was lying in red.

In an instant, the three domain force fields intertwined around him quickly merged under an inexplicable connection.
A brand new domain of law that was dozens of times more condensed suddenly emerged, emitting an incomparable aura of terror.

The breath fell slowly, and every time it fell a little, a flame was extinguished and a piece of magma condensed.

This aura and the three spells surrounding Ronan quickly rose into the air and transformed into a combination.

The pure white ice blade turned into a vertical pupil.

The puck of despair as eyes.

The dark blue aurora radiates densely in the shape of the eye meridians
Finally, an incomparably huge, dark blue ball of light floated in the sky like an eye, and countless terrifying and condensed auras faintly outlined the contours of an ancient multi-headed giant snake.

At this moment, it seemed as if the true ancient frost overlord had arrived.

It stared indifferently below, looking down coldly at the arrogant figure of Ignatius.

With the huge hydra's shadow behind him, Ronan slowly raised his head with one eye tightly closed.

At this moment, his long white hair and robes were dancing at the same time, and an indescribable noble and ancient aura lingered around him.

Ronan spoke in a hoarse voice, looking at the stunned Ignatius in front of him, and spoke softly:
"First, feel the gaze from the ancient times."

As he finished speaking, Ronan's tightly closed right eye suddenly opened, with endless dark blue light blooming in it.

At the same time, the dark blue ball of light hanging high above his head behind him suddenly shone brightly!

The fusion of three and one resonance domains!
——[Hektor’s Death Stare]!
"How dare you, ants, look me in the face?"

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(End of this chapter)