Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 439 Death, Don't Forget Me (6k)

The viscous space area that originally existed like a ring at the edge of the battle group disappeared, and the two of them escaped from the blockade of the magic circle without any hindrance.

As soon as they stepped out of the range of the magic circle, a figure quickly stood in front of them.

The light gathered from the spell energy illuminated Lindis's flickering face. Ronan took a step forward with a cold look in his eyes, forming seals with his hands, and a snowy light ignited in his eyes.

Lindis's face suddenly changed, and he quickly retreated into the darkness behind him like a frightened bat.

Almost at the moment when his figure disappeared, the snowy color in Ronan's eyes disappeared, the seal in his hand collapsed, and then his whole body was like broken porcelain, with dense blood-red cracks appearing on the surface of his skin.

"Ronan!"

Molly quickly supported him, and Ronan covered his mouth with his hands. A large amount of bright red blood gushed out from between his fingers like a fountain.

The vitality ball was exhausted, the injuries of the ancient demon body were coupled with the backlash of the collapse of the magic body. Ronan couldn't remember how long it had been since he had suffered such serious injuries.

When was the last time you felt so bad, like you were going to die in the next second?
"Fortunately, this guy is as timid as a mouse."

Ronan coughed for a while, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, took the potion that Molly handed to him tremblingly, drank it in one gulp, and felt the unknown medicine slowly dissolving in his body, like a cold stream flowing through the cracked earth, and exhaled a long breath.

"You can still laugh?"

Molly scolded him in a tearful voice.

The soul connection between the two that had been erased seemed to become clear again.

Ronan could sense Molly's sadness, sorrow, helplessness, and deep sense of self-blame caused by her inability to do anything.

He had seen Molly without her disguise once, and now, for the second time.

"Crying won't solve anything."

Ronan ruffled Molly's hair and urged in a low voice, "Go quickly.

There will always be a chance for them to repay today's debts."

As he spoke, Ronan reached out and gently stroked the eye socket where his left eye was missing.

Molly nodded in a rare obedience and quickly picked up the cane she had been holding tightly.

Ronan waited for her to "open the door", his mental strength naturally dispersed, and he was alert to any danger that might arise at any time.

During Ronan's desperate battle, the huge stone platform was affected by the battle between three level seven Twilight wizards, and many cracks appeared on it unknowingly.

The aftermath of the solar eclipse had not yet completely faded, and the two were still surrounded by endless darkness. A striking red light shot out from the cracks in the ground. Mollyl seemed to be standing in a huge and broken ancient magic circle, chanting a spell in a low voice.

The runes on the staff in her hand flickered, drawing a brilliant golden trail in the void.

In the distance, the figures of Juventus and others slowly emerged from the raging black tide of energy.

Ronan had already planned to force his way through the blockade, so the spell was not entirely directed at Juventus and the others, and more of its power was poured into the magic circle.

Several people "broke free" faster than he expected.

Ronan looked at Juventus and others approaching quickly, took a deep breath, his eyes flashing rapidly, but his expression remained absolutely calm.

He could already feel the spatial fluctuations emanating from his side.

in time.

In time
Ronan said to himself in his heart.

Molly's cold little hand suddenly reached out, grabbed him, and went into the summoned space channel.

Ronan felt relieved.

Just as she turned around, Molly's figure suddenly stopped in front of the passage for some reason.

Then, she looked up in a certain direction and suddenly burst into tears.

"call--"

Countless flames like burning feathers fell from the sky, like a pair of huge wings that gently enveloped the two of them.

In the current dim and depressing environment, this scene is so beautiful that it almost seems unreal.

The flames passed through Ronan's body, emitting strange and fresh energy, and the injuries in his body healed rapidly.

An invisible force separated Ronan and Molly's clenched hands.

Ronan involuntarily took two steps back, and then saw - between him and Molly, there was a handsome young man in bright and gorgeous clothes.

Countless golden and orange flames condensed into the shape of huge wings behind the young man.

He carefully stretched out his arms, and with the countless flaming wings behind him, he gently embraced Molly in his arms.

"Wallis"

Molly called out the young man's name, tears streaming down her face. At that moment, she felt as aggrieved as a child who had been bullied and finally met her parents.

The young man looked at Molly tenderly, raised his hand and gently stroked Molly's cheek, quickly evaporating the tears on her face into water vapor.

"Didn't I let you go first?"

The young man spoke in a low voice.

At this moment, Ronan's tense mood quietly relaxed.

He turned his head and saw that the people from Juventus who had just been approaching quickly were now slowly retreating with slightly stiff expressions.

Several deep orange tongues of fire suddenly shot out from behind Ronan and shot towards Juventus and others at a rapid speed.

Before they could react, he started to entangle them one by one.

A sixth-level wizard from the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society was immediately on fire and turned into ashes. His soul struggled to escape, but like a cotton wick in a lamp with no oil left, it was burned clean in the blink of an eye.

Cersei, the woman with grey braids, covered her burning face and screamed. Gollini screamed and hid in the void. Juventus also groaned, purple light burst out from his body, and he retreated quickly.
Even a trace of power flowing through the fingers of a seventh-level wizard is enough to be a calamity for the best sixth-level wizards like them.

Ronan's mood, which had been suppressed for a long time, finally felt refreshed. When he turned around, he saw the handsome young man named Wallis looking at him quietly.

"Thank you."

The young man spoke gently.

Ronan's eyes moved, and he was about to answer, but he heard the young man whisper again with an apologetic tone: "But. I can only apologize."

Ronan was startled when he heard this.

Then I saw the young man in front of me suddenly disperse like brilliant fireworks.

In the distance, the figure of the White Witch King appeared silently.

Compared to the beginning, he looks extremely embarrassed now.

The white robe he was wearing had traces of burns all over it, and one of the two horns on his helmet had melted.

He was alone, and the other tall and majestic man who was with him was nowhere to be seen.

Ronan seemed to understand something and turned around suddenly, only to see the countless bright lights transformed by the young man in the gorgeous robe, like fireflies returning to their nests, constantly drilling into Molly.

At this moment, Molly's whole body was on fire and glowing.

Her body seemed to be growing rapidly, her long rose-colored hair spread out and the color continued to deepen.

The surface of the skin also appeared with densely packed gorgeous lines like golden and red branding.

"Wallitz Wallitz."

Molly was completely unaware of the changes happening to her. She kept muttering and calling out, still trying to find the young man.

Ronan couldn't help but take two steps back, also looking stunned.

In addition to the shock of witnessing the death of a seventh-level Twilight Wizard in front of him, there was also the depression and heaviness brought by the darkness that had just been dispelled and returned again not long ago.

The last strong man of the Phoenix family, Molly's uncle, Wallis.

In the previous level seven battle, they were ultimately defeated.

The bone bow that had been held by Garcia had somehow ended up in Lindis's hands, and it was now intact.

Lindis narrowed one eye and aimed the black arrow tip at the figure of a girl in the distance, which was surrounded by countless golden and red lights and was burning brightly. His emerald green eyes reflected an evil and enchanting light.

Suddenly, his eyes moved downward and the bowstring in his hand loosened.

The magic light arrow shot out in an instant and accurately hit a figure who was trying to retreat and dodge next to the fire.

The latter didn't make any sound, just fell to the ground, then calmly covered the wound from the arrow and hid in a shadow.

Lindis didn't care at all, grabbing the bone bow and smiling brilliantly as if he had succeeded.

"Why not take this opportunity to capture the target directly?"

An indifferent voice floated over, and several figures appeared one after another.

Juventus walked over calmly. The fire from Wallis didn't seem to have much impact on him. He returned to his gray robe, revealing only his deep secret silver eyes.

Cersei, who was following him, had her entire body almost burned by the flames. She had a mask on her face, and was trembling with pus and blood constantly flowing down her face. Her breath was extremely weak.

Lindys's eyes pierced her like needles. Cersei screamed and tried to snatch the bone bow from his hand, but Lindys dodged it easily.

"No hurry, no rush."

Lindis' tone was gentle, as if he was comforting the frantic Cersei, but also as if he was answering Juventus' questions.

“According to the Phoenix family’s unique bloodline inheritance ceremony, the White Witch King should only have obtained half of Wallis’s bloodline.

Let her fuse the remaining half, and then we can capture her, and then we will get a phoenix with greater potential.
Oh, poor Cersei, you needn't worry.

Whether it is the blood in your father's hand or the one we are about to get, it is enough to completely heal your injuries and even make you more beautiful."

"Really?" "Of course."

Lindis smiled and nodded, "I never lie."

Turning his head, Lindis's gaze swept lightly over the girl surrounded by flames, and fell on the figure that he had shot with an arrow before.

A fiery and expectant light gradually blossomed in Lindis's eyes.

“The key is this unexpected surprise!
Nine-star spirit, powerful frost bloodline, terrifying body
What a perfect toy and experimental subject! I have so many configurations that I want to try on him..."

Lindis seemed unable to suppress his inner desire and subconsciously licked his dry lips hard.

At this time, Juventus's figure suddenly rushed out, and Lindis was stunned.

"Why are you more anxious than me..."

He shook his head and made a helpless expression, but his eyes revealed an imperceptible relaxation.

Compared with these people on the field, he is too "weak" and might die if he is not careful.

The prey he had set his eyes on had left him with too many shocks and surprises before. Although he now looked like a spent force, who knew if he had any other cards up his sleeve?

It would be great if someone is willing to help take the lead.

Lindis followed Juventus slowly, and the two of them carefully and quickly approached the location where countless flames were burning.

Juventus' eyes remained firmly fixed on the figure beside the flames.

He was not interested in the phoenix bloodline at all. He just wanted to collect the inheritance of Heramus and... eliminate a powerful opponent who might endanger him in the future.

Juventus approached silently like a night owl. The opponent noticed him, but his eyes were not afraid.

The two people's eyes met silently in the void of alternating light and darkness. Under Juventus' gray robe, the six Heramus inheritance components made a slight trembling sound, as if they could sense Juventus's mood at the moment and couldn't wait to welcome back a new partner.

Juventus stretched out his hand, and the pulse of energy flowed down his arm and gathered in his palm.

However, just when he was about to make a move.

"Boom!"

An unprecedented and terrifying explosion came from a distance.

The extremely terrifying aftermath of the spell swept over like a hurricane or tsunami, and Juventus' figure shook violently in the air.

He turned his head suddenly, and the sudden burst of red flames in the distance was instantly reflected in his secret silver eyes, illuminating the entire space.

That was the location where the seventh-level battle between the Phoenix family and the White Witch King and others took place. At this time, the broken ruins of the palace had been completely engulfed in flames, and countless lava and magma erupted from underneath.

The huge ancient platform collapsed downwards, making a huge roar, which was more than ten times more intense and magnificent than the previous battle between the three level sevens. It was as if some extremely terrifying ancient taboo was waking up from under the platform bit by bit.
At this moment, Juventus almost forgot their purpose and just stood there, looking at the shocking scene in front of them.

Lindis appeared beside him as quickly as a ghost, the confidence and calmness on his face gone, replaced by intense anxiety and horror.

He urged Juventus frantically, almost growling.

"Quick! Hurry up!"

"Damn it! This bitch actually directly detonated the rune array below!

The fire element energy accumulated in the Lihuo Realm for ten thousand years exploded, and the entire secret space was about to be destroyed.
She wants everyone to be buried with them!! "

The ground was shaking violently, and the space was vibrating synchronously.

Ronan looked at the ancient platform under his feet in shock, which was like a huge black cake floating on red cream, rapidly disintegrating and melting.
There were more and more cracks on the platform, and dazzling flames burst out from each crack, and then the flames engulfed everything.

The terrible heat waves continued to surge upwards. Ronan tried to fly upwards, but a powerful suction force burst out at the same time as the collapsed platform ground. For a simple flight, he needed to expend dozens of times more mental strength than usual, and this attraction continued to intensify.

At the bottom of the Fire Realm is a huge natural magnetic gold vein. Because of O'Brien's magic circle, this magnetic gold vein has been continuously absorbing free fire element energy over the long years.

Now, the magic circle has collapsed.

Without the restraint of the rune array, the terrifying elemental power that had accumulated over countless periods of time began to erupt completely, presenting the terrifying scene of world-destroying destruction that is now before our eyes.

"Exit..where is the exit?"

Ronan's brain was working rapidly. At this moment, he no longer cared about finding Molly's "key". A deep silver light appeared in his eyes. With the blessing of the Minotaur's spatial inheritance, his hands slid flatly to both sides in the air in front of him.

A level five wizard does not yet have the ability to travel through the void at will, and Ronan has never tried this kind of short-distance space teleportation without an accurate target space landing point.

If he is not careful during the process, the turbulent spatial turbulence between the two spatial layers will completely turn him into a sieve.

But at this time Ronan didn't care about the risks.

The next second, the edge of his palm cut through the air, revealing a spatial cross-section that looked like a twisted mille-feuille pastry, causing his heart to sink quickly to the bottom.

The massive amount of fire element energy and the power of magnetic gold erupting from the ground even affected the space. The originally stable space structure has now become unrecognizable. He took a deep breath, and after weighing the pros and cons, he still didn't muster up the courage to step in.

Two figures came towards Ronan at a rapid speed.

Ronan didn't even bother to find out who the person was. His body exploded into a ball of silver flame and appeared in another void not far away in an instant.

The heat waves raging in the air were becoming more and more terrifying. Almost two-thirds of the platform below had been completely engulfed by flames, and the magma had flooded the platform. All that could be seen was a distorted scene that had become unreal and blurry under the influence of the high temperature.

At this moment, a whistling sound came from overhead.

"Morril!"

Ronan looked up and saw Molly, whose body was covered in flames and whose back was covered with layers of scarlet wings. Her exact outline could hardly be seen and she was madly dashing around in a "cage" made up of platinum arcs of light.

On top of the platinum "cage" is the White Witch King with one arm stretched out and an indifferent look in his eyes.

Ronan didn't even have time to worry about Molly before a strong sense of crisis came over him again.

Several figures appeared silently around him and quickly gathered around him.

Juventus, the woman with gray braids, Gollini, and even Lindis with a flickering expression.

"With titanium!"

Ronan raised his hand, and a torrent of titanium like liquid gold ran along his broken body. He endured the stinging pain in his soul caused by the severe overdraft of his mental strength. The nine soul crystals reappeared, quickly gathering the endless fire elements around him and rolling towards him.

"Lingmaya."

Ronan narrowed his eyes, and a golden light as sharp as a blade flashed in his pupils.

With one hand he swept across the void in front of him, and countless fragments of musical notes made of titanium collided and uttered the song of fire and gold.

Just as he was about to give it a try, Molly's second scream sounded again, this time accompanied by an unprecedented loud explosion.

The raging fire waves following the explosion blew Ronan's hair at the temples. He looked up suddenly, and saw that the huge platinum "cage" above his head and the figure of the White Witch King were now submerged by the extremely raging red-gold fire waves.

The momentum of this terrifying fire wave had not yet fully erupted when a figure wrapped in flames rapidly enlarged in his field of vision.

An overwhelming force surged into Ronan's chest, and he was caught off guard. He was pushed hard and swept down rapidly.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down countless times.

Ronan's thoughts stretched infinitely as his body fell uncontrollably.

Everything he had seen in the flames of the Prophet Eve's fireplace now reappeared in his mind with incredible clarity.

Every scene perfectly coincides with every minute and every second experienced at this moment.

For some reason, Ronan felt unusually calm.

He inexplicably recalled the endless blue sea with a gentle breeze that appeared before his eyes when he was in the small town of Qifeng Port.

Then came the figure of Li'er. That should be the memory of her "previous life". She was still so little at that time, holding the rag doll that she had given her tightly in her arms, standing under a cherry tree without fruit, looking at her with joy and anticipation.

And the night of escape after the Heramus Wizard War, I stood by the campfire in the quiet wilderness, watching a blazing fireball streak through the sky and fall straight towards me.
Some people say that before a person dies, he or she will recall the most unforgettable scene in his or her life.

It was only at this moment that Ronan realized that these were his most unforgettable memories.

What he thought, what he guessed, what he was once proud of, those life and death, those inheritances, those battles that hung like medals on the high wall of memory... at this moment, all seemed so insignificant.

The infinite magnetic gold gravity and fire waves licked Ronan layer by layer. He felt like he was going to melt in the next second. He could almost hear the sound of his skin, tendons and bones crackling and burning like wet firewood.

Ronan's heart was enveloped by a great tranquility, as if he was soaking in a fresh hot spring.

There are many things to know and many things to do.

Until
A pair of slender and soft arms hugged him tightly.

A pair of soft lips pressed against him, kissed him, and then spoke close to his ear, as if crying, but also as if confessing.

"..Nothing, I have nothing left!"

"You're all I have."

"Ronan, Ronan"

"My blood, my flesh, my bones, everything I am is given to you."

"Don't forget me!"

"Please...please don't forget me."

The next second, the hot, thin little person in his arms suddenly melted into a ball of flowing water.

It wrapped itself around Ronan tenderly.

Then it quickly seeped into his body.

Communicate with his soul.

Bone and blood blend together.

As if I want to stay with him till eternity.
Asking for a guaranteed monthly pass

(End of this chapter)