Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 470 The End
In the dim void, countless palm-sized plush bears swarmed like ants, biting and tearing at the giant worm.

The latter's smooth, wrinkle-free body appeared incredibly tough; the plush bear's sharp claws and teeth struck it, leaving not even the slightest mark.

On the contrary, the worm's dense, black wings of varying sizes could stir up a strange black fire wave with each powerful flap, incinerating and destroying large swaths of plush bears.

At a certain moment, all the countless plush bears in the space suddenly stopped moving, opened their mouths as if to scream, but strangely, no sound came out.

Their eyes were fixed on the giant worm at the center of the battle, their gaze subtly shifting from black to purple.

In an instant, the giant worm's body, which had been writhing, suddenly stiffened. Its soft and glossy surface was inexplicably covered with a layer of gray, followed by cracks appearing. Patches of skin peeled off rapidly, like dried and hardened plaster.

Some of the motionless plush bears suddenly sprang to life, leaping onto the worm's body like fleas, using their mouths and paws to tear off large chunks of the worm's slippery flesh, stuffing it into their mouths like greedy children sucking on jelly.

In the blink of an eye, the worm's originally enormous body began to shrink rapidly.

The worm's body trembled slightly, emitting a frightened hissing sound.

Just as it was about to be devoured, a brilliant silver burst suddenly erupted beside it.

The viscous silver quickly engulfed the worm-like bodies crawling all over the plush bears, like mercury suddenly spilling out of thin air, and a large number of plush bears were submerged and disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, the number of plush bears on the field had decreased by more than a third.

The remaining plush bears' eyes immediately turned black again, and they retreated rapidly, like an ant colony routed by a flood.

At the center of that thick, silvery expanse, two figures slowly emerged.

"You deliberately?"

Lindis stared at the bald, red-eyed Gorini not far away with a grim expression, reaching out to touch his neck as if there were still teeth marks left from being bitten by a teddy bear.

Ignoring his murderous glare, Gollini chuckled and said, "If we didn't do it this way, this guy wouldn't have been so easily injured, would he?"

Lindis snorted coldly, too lazy to argue with him any further on this issue.

He turned his gaze and saw that the scattered plush bears had all gathered in one place, desperately trying to squeeze into the center of a vortex.

The number of plush bears decreased drastically, and at the center of the vortex, an enormous figure slowly rose up.

It was like a crudely made toy bear magnified hundreds or thousands of times, with huge white patches on its furry body, a drooping wool ear, and two crystal button eyes that emitted black and purple light respectively.

The giant plush bear held a rusty silver knife and fork tightly in its hands. It stood quietly, watching the last bear cub nimbly slip into its body. A strange and eerie aura emanated from it.

Without a word, the giant bear suddenly raised its knife and fork and slashed towards Lindis and his companion.

The blood-stained, rusty knife seemed to disregard the distance in space, and in an instant it was right in front of the two people.

Golini took a step back, his body melting away like mercury, while Lindis suddenly reached out with both hands.

His arms swelled rapidly the moment they extended, turning into two round, fleshy pillars covered with messy, mottled black feathers.

Two arms, like tentacles, swiftly wrapped around the falling knife and fork. Where the arms touched the blades, they were sliced ​​open, and some jelly-like black gel flowed out.

Lindis gripped the terrifying knife and fork tightly with both hands, his face grim, a flash of pain in his eyes.

He quickly gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with ruthlessness, and with a sharp jerk of his shoulders, his hands, which had been wrapped around the knife and fork, suddenly grew even larger and began to rapidly wrap around the giant bear's body along the handles of the knife and fork.

The ugly, boneless fleshy arm coiled around the huge cloth bear's furry arm like a python. The bear struggled, but no matter how hard the knife and fork were used to cut it, the arm did not loosen its grip at all; on the contrary, it seemed to be tightening its grip even more.

The rust covering the knife and fork glowed, emitting an eerie red light. When it landed on the fleshy arm, it made a hissing sound like a branding iron. The pain on Lindis's face intensified, but his expression became distorted. Instead of letting go, he laughed loudly. With a "plop" from under his armpits, two more thick, long fleshy arms grew out.

Seeing that there was no way to break free from its hands, the giant teddy bear's two crystal button eyes flashed, and then it took a step back. Immediately afterwards, two furry arms naturally detached from its body. It opened its mouth, and a colorful ball of yarn came out of its mouth.

After the beautiful, colorful ball of yarn appeared, it opened automatically, splitting off dozens of yarn ends that quickly landed on the four fleshy arms writhing like giant pythons below, silently merging into them.

Lindis screamed in agony as he staggered backward, his four fleshy arms falling off in large chunks like melted wax after the hairy threads entered.

A beautiful, colorful ball of yarn spun rapidly in mid-air, dozens of threads chasing after Lindis.

Just as they were about to catch up, Lindis suddenly uttered a strange syllable.

In an instant, a strange energy fluctuation emanated from his body.

The multi-headed bird pattern engraved on the armor he wore seemed to come alive, and the seven deformed wings on his back suddenly unfolded, from which countless black flames spewed out.

If you look closely, you'll find that the flame shape is made up of countless extremely tiny black insects.

The "flame" collided with the silk thread, producing a crackling, burning sound, like the subtle sounds of countless mouthparts gnawing at something simultaneously.

The colorful ball of yarn spun faster, releasing more yarn ends, and the "flame" formed by the black worms gradually faded away. Just then, Lindis roared, "What are you waiting for?!"

Almost the instant he spoke, a dark silver projection fell from the top of the void, like some huge and eerie creature silently swimming by.

The edge of the silver silhouette silently swept across the plush bear's body, and with a "rip," a huge, narrow wound was cut open on the bear's round belly.

The ball of yarn, spinning rapidly in mid-air, suddenly stopped.

The bear, now without hands, lowered its head and stared blankly at its ripped belly. A faint sadness welled up in its two button-like eyes.

The next second, its entire plump body deflated rapidly like a punctured balloon.

From the long, narrow wound on her stomach, countless wisps of blackish-gray smoke billowed out, each wisp concealing a distorted human face, contorted with pain, sorrow, or numbness.

"Click——"

In the dim void, a gigantic, silvery-white maw opened menacingly, biting down hard on the giant bear's legs from bottom to top, greedily trying to swallow it whole.

Lindis spread his arms, and several vortexes appeared on the surface of his armor, continuously absorbing the soul smoke flowing in the void.

After inhaling a large amount of soul smoke, his complexion seemed to improve somewhat.

After absorbing almost everything, Lindis lowered his hand and looked ahead, seeing that the greedy, silvery-white maw was now almost swallowing the bear up to its waist.

"That guy won't get up early for nothing!"

He let out a cold snort with a gloomy look in his eyes, feeling disgusted, but for the time being he could only suppress his dissatisfaction.

He knew very well that this was always the way the other side operated. This battle was not over yet, and he still needed to rely on the other side's strength, but he would wait until everything settled down.
"Perfect, she can be my next test subject."

Lindis stared at the silvery-white maw of the bear happily devouring it in the distance, and gently licked his chapped lips.

Golini, this cunning spirit who volunteered to cooperate with them halfway through, is shrouded in mystery, both in his unusual way of being a spirit and in his background.

Uncovering the unknown truths behind these secrets has always been one of Lindis's greatest pleasures.

He was already envisioning how to coax or capture the other party afterward.

At this moment, Lindis suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Looking around, everything seemed perfectly calm, with nothing out of the ordinary.

He glanced down unintentionally, and his pupils contracted slightly for a moment.

Suddenly, clumps of hair grew at his feet, swaying silently in the air like seaweed.

His lower body, below the knees, was already entangled in long, seaweed-like black hair, which was gradually tightening and slowly climbing upwards.
"call--"

The armor on Lindis suddenly glowed, and large clusters of black flames surged out, but strangely, they could not do much damage to the entangled hair, only slightly slowing down the speed at which the hair was coiling.

A tattered robe slowly appeared before Lindis, and within the robe, a man with eyes filled with tranquility and peace, like an ancient ghost lingering on a sunken ship, quietly watching him.

"Damn it!"

Lindis's expression changed drastically. A large amount of black fire surged from his body, and at the same time, his body suddenly expanded. Countless strange gaps the size of infants appeared on the surface of his armor and body, filled with jagged and fine sharp teeth that snapped open and closed rapidly, biting off strands of hair that were entangled around him.

The seaweed-like black hair that had been growing slowly suddenly started to grow wildly, with countless strands of black hair intertwined together, like a huge piece of black silk, wrapping around Lindis's body in circles.

At the same time, the ghostly figure of the man was rapidly fading away.

"A clone?!"

Lindis looked slightly taken aback, then burst into laughter.

You think this will save him?!

"How long can your tricks hold me back?"

Lindis looked at the robed man in front of him and said with a sinister gaze, "Once the Black Witch King is dead, it will be your turn."

After saying that, Lindis even slowed down his struggling movements, crossed his arms, and looked at the countless seaweed-like black hairs that wrapped around him layer by layer, vaguely forming a large cocoon.

But just then, a low, hoarse voice, as if suppressing countless volcanoes about to erupt, slowly rang out. "Who said we came to save him?"

"Who?!"

Lindis was startled and looked sharply at the man in the long robe in front of him.

But then the serene and peaceful man gave him one last look before completely fading away and disappearing.

Where the man's figure disappeared, a figure as blazing as a star slowly emerged.

A dazzling, mesmerizing galaxy flowed freely across his nearly five-meter-tall, imposing body, surrounded by countless bolts of lightning and flames.

On his muscular face, a pair of eyes radiating pure golden light were fixed on Lindis. Then, he raised his golden warhammer, which was wrapped with countless lightning and fire runes, high and brought it down hard on Lindis.

The suppressed voice then erupted completely.

"us."

"We're here to kill you!"

"Boom!"

It was as if a million bolts of lightning struck at once, or a million volcanoes erupted simultaneously. The terrifying power descended like divine punishment. In an instant, Lindis's expression changed drastically. Looking at the person before him, he exclaimed in shock and disbelief, "It's you?!"

He suddenly pushed his body outwards and roared, "Demon Phoenix!"

"boom!"

The hammer, having been brewing for so long, falls.

Amidst the deafening roar, all that remained before my eyes was a blinding white expanse.

Three amplifications by magic were enough to barely unleash a fraction of the power of the Hammer of Golin.

The core rune within the Hammer of Grin is like a massive star furnace forged from lightning and fire.

The energy from the three magical amplifications was poured in, burning like kindling. The dormant star furnace was ignited, slowly starting up and transforming into unparalleled, boundless power of thunder and fire, which filled his entire body.

His meridians were filled with lightning and lava, and even with the Ancient Demon Body of the Thirty-Three Conch Palaces activated, Ronan still felt like he was about to burst.

His hands, gripping the hammer, were burned to ashes, and his body groaned as he struggled under the weight.

With a single blow, the power that filled his body vanished instantly.

But before Ronan could even catch his breath, an even greater and more powerful energy filled him up completely once again!
"Boom!"

A pure gold pillar of light, formed from the fusion of thunder and flames, fell, and countless wildly growing seaweed-like black hairs in the void evaporated and disappeared in an instant.

The grotesque, twisted shadow of the multi-headed bird was almost instantly melted by the beam of light.

Lindis stumbled and struggled to crawl out of the pillar of light. His flesh had melted away, his face was unrecognizable, and his tattered armor writhed like a living thing.

He looked up, trembling, and "whoosh," a figure landed in front of him again.

Lindis couldn't see the newcomer's face clearly, only a head of white hair scattered like starlight, and a pair of pure gold eyes filled with coldness.

The latter was like a god-king wielding the power of thunder and fire. When the magnificent and majestic golden warhammer was raised high once more, Lindis's eyes finally revealed an uncontrollable look of extreme fear and panic.

"Click——"

The terrifying golden warhammer crashed down, and several huge cracks suddenly appeared on the body of the man who held the warhammer, who was covered in starlight, as if even he himself could not withstand this terrifying power.

Under the second beam of lightning and flames, Lindis gritted his teeth, chewed hard, and spat out a mouthful of blood foam mixed with bits of flesh.

His armor crumbled, gathering in mid-air like living things, and in the blink of an eye transformed into a huge, fat, hideous leech covered in black feathers and with a strange bird's head.

"Egg worm ancestor!"

Lindis roared at the top of his lungs.

The beams of lightning and flames struck the giant leech, instantly melting away the feathers and bird head that appeared to have been transplanted onto its surface.

The latter twisted and rolled rapidly, as if some incomparably evil and ancient will had quietly descended from the darkness.

"boom!"

A dazzling galaxy exploded before their eyes, and the figure, whose entire body was shattered and whose wounds spewed out lightning and flames, raised his warhammer for the third time.

This time, he held the hammer with both hands, and every ancient pattern on the magnificent golden warhammer seemed to be activated, like an incomparably huge star core furnace burning fiercely.

The golden warhammer fell slowly.

In the void, every inch of space was burning and exploding.

The dense, intricate patterns of rules are highlighted, each section illuminated to the point of being blinding.

A pillar of thunder and fire, far exceeding the previous two, crashed down, and the fat, hideous black leech let out an angry scream, finally...
In Lindis's wide, desperate eyes, they were crushed and swallowed up by the pillar of light.
"call--"

Ronan released his grip, instantly freeing himself from the state of the Ancient Demonic Body.

Inside his body, the power of the Life Sphere was almost exhausted, and the Thirty-Three Layers of the Conch Palace were covered with cracks, as if it would collapse at any moment.

The countless crystalline fragments formed from the shattered armor set slowly swirled around the once-silent Golin's Hammer, like a tranquil galaxy.

At this moment, Ronan's heart was unusually calm. He did not feel any regret or reluctance about the broken magic armor. On the contrary, it was as if he had vaguely grasped something, and some thoughts were churning rapidly in his mind.

He floated quietly in the void, waiting for his body and strength to recover naturally.

In the distance, the giant, silvery maw was still greedily devouring the bear, and it was nearing its end.

Just as Ronan and the others had predicted, even if he watched Lindis be killed right before his eyes, the greedy Goring wouldn't give up the duck that was already in his mouth.

His alliance with Lindis was thin and fragile, and their goals were not entirely the same.

Just as the teddy bear was about to be completely swallowed by the giant mouth, "Bang!"
The struggling bear suddenly exploded, its huge silvery-white mouth slightly opened by the force of the explosion, and a figure swiftly darted out from within.

"The Black Witch King"

Ronan's eyes flashed as he saw that the Black Witch King still looked old and decayed. The only difference was that the blanket he always covered his knees was gone, and underneath it was an empty space.

The Black Witch King's lower body was reduced to just some loose, dark gray threads, making him look like a yarn doll that had been forcibly ripped in half.

Juventus... Juventus

As the Black Witch King flew through the void, he kept chanting the name Juventus.

Broken threads were left behind along the way, and the person was gradually disintegrating.

He walked straight toward Ronan, his cloudy eyes flashing with light, his face filled with madness and chaos, as if he had completely lost his clear and autonomous consciousness.

Ronan's expression tightened instantly, and an intense sense of crisis rapidly crept into his heart like wildly growing vines.

He instinctively reached out to grab the nearby Golin's Hammer, but the warhammer, so close yet seemingly separated from his fingertips by a galaxy.

The Black Witch King's distorted face loomed larger and larger before Ronan's eyes, and a chilling aura enveloped him.

Just as the Black Witch King was about to approach, a ray of light shone from between his eyebrows.

A bright golden ladybug slowly flew to him, facing the direction of the Black Witch King, and gently flapped its wings.

A clear, amber-like radiance slowly spread before Ronan's eyes.

Ronan froze for a moment, muttering to himself.

Arazan

"boom!"

On the chaotic battlefield, the murky sky suddenly turned a pure white.

Immediately afterwards, a huge rift appeared, and from within the rift, a black beam of light that stretched to the heavens and the earth fell down.

In an instant, the entire sky and earth tilted and shook violently.

At the very center of the sunken eye, some ancient barrier seemed to have been shattered with a deafening roar.

The black pillar of light slowly dissipated, revealing a huge, cracked, platinum face in the sky.

Soon, the platinum face shattered completely, disappearing silently into the torrent of intense energy gushing forth from the opened sinking passage.
(End of this chapter)