Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 366 - 179: Holy Blood Family, New Problems, Setting Out!_3

In an instant, a man and a snake locked eyes across the distance, a nameless atmosphere silently spreading throughout the valley.

"Sss—"

Ronan took a deep breath, suppressing some restless cold emotions within his chest, his voice unconsciously growing hoarse and deep while his whole demeanor became profound and commanding.

"I’m leaving..."

Benny looked at him and nodded.

Ronan gave him a reassuring look before abruptly soaring into the sky.

As he flew out of the valley, Ronan saw the full form of the Ice Crystal Demon Snake.

In the three years since their last encounter, it had already ascended to the status of a Third Rank Magical Beast, its body growing over a hundred meters long, with its massive bulk comparable to a pointed peak.

The pure Ancient Snake Species Bloodline further awakened within it, with its icy crystal horn atop its head glinting chillingly, and a continuous fall of Ice Frost seemingly bringing along a force field of a [Small Blizzard].

Ronan looked down upon the Ice Crystal Demon Snake, sensing the aura it emitted as well as the indifferent and rebellious emotions transmitted through their soul contract.

Due to the further excavation of its Bloodline potential, the tremendous growth in strength, and the passage of time, the once submissive Ice Crystal Demon Snake finally summoned the courage and ambition to challenge Ronan once again.

It twisted its massive body restlessly, its scarlet tongue flickering as it hissed vehemently, signaling its readiness for war against Ronan, impatient to the point that not even the hierarchical feeling from its Bloodline could contain its desire to fight.

"Very well."

Ronan looked down at the Ice Crystal Demon Snake below him, an indescribable aura slowly emanating from around him.

This aura stirred his Magic Robe and his short-cut chestnut hair.

"Three years have indeed passed; it’s reasonable and proper for me to give you another chance to challenge me..."

Ronan lifted his head, gazing into the distance, where it seemed as if vertical, pitch-black fissures started forming within his deep blue eyes.

"However, I’m pressed for time..."

Ronan withdrew his gaze and again looked down, his originally handsome and valiant face now lined with scales resembling those of a snake, his beautiful chestnut hair turning into a noble and ancient dark blue, his eyes completely transformed into a demonic and sinister crimson.

"We might as well... fight while on the move."

Having said that, Ronan gave the Ice Crystal Demon Snake a grim smile; the ancient Ice Frost descended as he, like a meteor, rapidly plummeted towards the Ice Crystal Demon Snake.

"Roar—"

"Boom!"

.....

"Buzz—"

The softly glowing Communication Stone was gently pressed by a slender and powerful palm.

Orian’s silvery-white eyes flickered slightly, his face showing a faint ripple of emotion.

"Has he arrived?"

Quickly, the Communication Stone was put away, and the thoughts concerning the person on the other end were cast aside by Orian.

His handsome face once again became cold and solemn.

Orian lifted his head, his eyes slowly narrowing as he gazed toward a location in the far distance.

—

On top of a stretch of ancient ruins, a figure shrouded in endless, ghastly green light hovered high above.

Surrounding it were five colossal white Skulls, with each one shooting out green Energy Beams from their eye sockets and mouths, beams that pierced through the Dome and tore the Void asunder, resembling ancient and Forbidden daggers.

An oceanlike formidable energy converged above it, innumerable Ghosts wailing, releasing waves of tsunami-like terrifying Spell pressure.

Around this immensely malevolent and fearful figure stood seven or eight young Wizard figures with auras as strong as Orian’s, each with a serious expression, jointly launching an assault.

But bombardment after bombardment of potent Spells only resulted in the evil figure’s increasingly loud and arrogant laughter.

"You inept Wastes..."

"With merely this level of ability... you also dream of entering the Ancient Fairy City to compete for a place with me, Andriel?!"

"Die! All of you, go die in advance!"

"The Underworld is open! I will conduct your funerals!!!"

The terrifying sound waves, along with the oceanlike energy, unleashed an invisible tsunami right above the ruins.

Orian clenched his teeth hard, his body bursting forth with crystal-like splendid radiance, his eyes resolute as he rushed forward....

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