Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 465 - 214 Above the Extraordinary, Forbidden Magic Domain! [Schiper’s... Endless Vortex]!_2

Chapter 465: Chapter 214 Above the Extraordinary, Forbidden Magic Domain! [Schiper’s... Endless Vortex]!_2

They had already begun to speculate about the changes and transformations of the ongoing battle for power.

In the crowd, Lin Disi smiled silently; his focus undiverted from the one-sided battle unfolding on stage, as if this was exactly the scene he wished to witness.

A genius, whose prospects were boundless, was under his invisible manipulation, destined to be tormented and humiliated to death by an unbeatable opponent under everyone’s watchful eyes...

What a beautiful scene indeed.

Elsewhere, at the Royal Court’s residence, Molli’er was idly yawning, the only thing keeping her eyelids up was probably the instant of seeing that "annoying and should-have-already-died" fellow finally fall on stage.

Below, Wizard Donnie chuckled coldly, the Silver-haired Witch remained expressionless, while Grace tightly pressed her lips together, her beautiful eyes blank, lost in thought.

The wizards of the Blue Mist Society and the Silver Magic Ring all wore solemn expressions.

Even though they had anticipated this outcome, they did not expect it to arrive so quickly and be so tragically stark.

...

"Huff—"

An invisible wind swept up, not stirring a single snowflake.

Ewaqu elegantly landed in the Void, surrounded by densely packed Ice Spurs and Flames, yet seemed completely unfazed by even the slightest cold.

Ewaqu gracefully lowered his head to gently lick the fur on his right paw; before him, in the beautiful Snow Country, all the icy arches encircling the "Monarch" were on the verge of collapse.

"Hiss—"

Ronan took a deep breath, slowly straightening his stooped figure.

His complexion was terrifyingly pale, radiating a strong sense of weakness from inside out.

Yet his eyes shone alarmingly bright, as if some kind of spirit was ceaselessly stirring within.

"I’m probably the only one here who does not wish for your death in this place..."

Ewaqu stopped licking his fur and looked indifferently at Ronan, a deep voice emanating from the wolf’s mouth: "Heramus’s heritage is actually not important to me, on the contrary, your existence is what I value more...

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Ewaqu pronounced Ronan’s name.

Ronan, in the midst of swirling snow, his long white hair dancing with the Magic Robe, looked frail yet strikingly handsome, giving off a vibe of a "lost member of the Snow Royal Family."

"I can feel it..."

Ronan nodded, even thanking Ewaqu.

His soul was ’covered in scars’ from Ewaqu’s assaults, yet only Ronan knew that Ewaqu had not truly dealt lethal blows.

Otherwise...

Ronan turned his head towards a direction, in an unnoticed corner, a young man with skin pale as a corpse and hair like rotting seaweed was staring intensely at this scene, his eyes and face filled with both resentment and satisfaction.

That was Andriel, previous defeated by Ewaqu. Evidently, seeing Ronan, who had once severed his arm, undergoing the same kind of pain and torment, brought him great pleasure.

Ronan examined himself; his soul, a blend of his former self "Ronan" and Hekarter’s residual will, seemed to be getting clearer under the "lashings" from Ewaqu.

While the scars brought pain, they also refined his soul, clearing some obstacles.

"It seems you are well aware of the problems with your soul..."

Ewaqu spoke softly, "I have a way to help you resolve it, but I need you to help me with another favor first."

"I can."

Ronan nodded his head without hesitation.

"Let’s arrange a time after this battle ends."

"You still refuse to give up?"

Ewaqu frowned upon hearing Ronan’s response.

He glanced around at the snow kingdom built by Ronan, saying, "Do you have any other tricks up your sleeve?

I must tell you, your understanding of Space Magic is too superficial, and the spell you used in the battle against Andriel, although decent, was poorly controlled...

These two moves won’t be very effective against me."

Faced with Ewaqu’s critique, Ronan didn’t respond but instead looked at Ewaqu and suddenly said, "Your current state, you’re not completely immune to spell attacks, right?"

"Of course."

Ewaqu nodded unabashedly, his tone coldly continuing, "But are you capable, at this stage, of casting a spell that can inflict damage and impact on me?"

A faint smile appeared on Ronan’s pale face, and he softly uttered, "Perhaps."

The next moment, Ronan stretched out his right index finger and lightly tapped it into the air before him.

Instantly, the raging snowstorm on the platform ceased completely; Snow Country was frozen, and the entire space plunged into absolute stasis.

The initial move of [Shattering Winter Mirror].

Ewaqu was no longer unfamiliar with this maneuver from Ronan.

He was well aware that what followed was the shattering of the ’Mirror,’ the essence and the terrifying destructive power of the spell would then reveal itself.

But as he had told Ronan, without the complete inheritance of space-related magic, Ronan’s understanding of the mysteries of space-related magic was too shallow. Although the power of spatial shattering was terrifying, to him in his "Ghost Wolf" state, there were too many "gaps" within the rampaging forces of spatial shattering for him to easily dodge.

However, it was the power of spatial stasis at the beginning that had a greater effect on him, able to momentarily bind his movements.

But if it only bound without killing, the outcome of this battle would still be unchanged.

"Foolish and ignorant."

A faint wave of consciousness emitted from Ewaqu, a ghostly blue light bloomed within the vast eyes of the Ghost Wolf, followed immediately by deep blue wolf-shaped phantasms quietly emerging from both sides of Ewaqu’s body.

This was a killer move he had not used even in his battle against Andriel, a technique of the Ancient Spirit Witch.

Ewaqu was determined to conclude the battle immediately.

"Yes, kill him! Tear him apart! Shred his soul to pieces!...."

Everyone felt Ewaqu’s resolve, numerous gazes converged on the platform, and hidden in the void on one side of the platform, Andriel, secretly healing in the shadows, saw this scene with an agitated expression, roaring softly, his face filled with intense eagerness and anticipation, his features distorting.

Similarly, as a loser who had stepped down, Jupiter had a complex expression. Having been defeated by Ronan before, he now watched as Ronan was about to fall at the hands of another, inevitably feeling complex.

Just when everyone thought they were about to witness the beautiful Snow Country shatter like a mirror and the battle to reach its bleak and beautiful conclusion.

Standing atop the "Winter Mirror," Ronan did not smash everything before him.

Instead, he looked around, his gaze falling on the distant Ewaqu, and then...

Extended his finger, making a gentle sweeping motion in front of him.

The void under this finger seemed to turn into an invisible pocket, the fingertips of the Magic Controller piercing through the pocket, stealing endless mysteries from the void.

A richly indescribable mysterious aura poured out from the slit.

In the world, a torrent of Free Energy Particles, regardless of their elemental type, rushed towards the platform.

Tinting the icy blue "Winter Mirror" with blotchy, dazzling colors, like paint accidentally spilled on a clean mirror.

A mysteriously serene river of seven colors quietly emerged before Ronan, emanating the authority of Second Stage Resonance.

Inside the Consciousness Space, [Multiple Mirror Light]’s seal quietly flickered.

The stunning river of seven colors suddenly split from one into two, then from two into four.

The four seven-colored rivers silently flowed in a circular pattern, then began converging towards one point, descending...

Without any sound, the descending flow sped up, eventually slowly forming the outline of a seven-colored vortex.

The aura belonging to the Second Stage of Magical Domain Resonance also climbed ceaselessly during this process, soon breaking through to a new height, and then, continued upward...

"Snap!"

Accompanied by a crisp snapping sound, it seemed as if thunder boomed in the sky.

All tranquility was shattered at this moment.

In an instant, the flowing descent of the four seven-colored rivers abruptly stopped, and a vast seven-colored vortex was fully formed.

At the very center of the vortex was an abyss of profound blackness, seemingly capable of devouring everything, radiating an unprecedented terrifying aura.

Feeling the faint fluctuations of this aura.

Outside the arena, a smile froze on the face of Lin Disi among the crowd.

In the void, an old woman in a Black Robe named Vivian suddenly opened her eyes wide, and nearby, the Dawn Wizard wearing a Moon White Robe’s expression changed drastically, unable to help but blurt out: "Forbidden Magic Domain?! How is that possible?!"

At this moment, countless people were shocked, their expressions changing.

Only Ronan remained unphased.

With his pupils reflecting the mottled splendid colors, his eyes blazed as he made a forward pushing gesture, pointing slowly at the astonished Ewaqu in the distance.

"This move... you shouldn’t be immune to it anymore, right..."

"[Schiper’s... Endless Vortex]!"

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