Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 475 - 218: Thoughts Clear, The Final Round_2

At this moment, only less than two meters was left between the two.

Angelie saw Ronan, who was almost face-to-face with him. A slight surprise flashed across his expression, and though his face showed astonishment, two dark wings quietly emerged on either side of him, sweeping towards Ronan’s neck.

Ronan, as if unaware, quickly grew taller in a blink of an eye, entering the state of "Full Giant Demon Transformation."

The demonic large hand enveloped by the black light of the [Ancient Power] rune easily swatted away the wings attacking from both sides with a "clang clang," then ducked to dodge a sudden six-toed crow claw from behind his head.

Then, Ronan reached forward fiercely and grabbed a blood-red, diamond-like beam shooting towards his heart, crushing it...

When all of Angelie’s surprise attack attempts failed, Ronan, now taller by half a meter than Angelie in his Full Giant Demon Transformation, calmly lowered his head, looked at Angelie in front of him and said, "Had enough?"

A hint of unusual color flashed in Angelie’s eyes as he tugged at the corner of his mouth, about to speak...

"Bang!"

A cannonball-like heavy punch landed hard on Angelie’s lower abdomen.

"Uh uh..."

Angelie bent down like a shrimp, his facial expression frozen, his mouth slightly open, his eyes full of disbelief as if questioning life.

"You..."

He slowly looked up, as if he had something to say to Ronan.

What greeted him, however, was a rapidly enlarging black shadow and a terrifying shriek.

"Bang!!"

A massive fist wrapped in black light heavily struck Angelie’s face, almost indenting it.

The ice frost adhering to his body shattered in an instant, and he shot away in one direction like a cannonball.

Before his figure could stabilize, a ferocious and grand figure had already appeared at his landing spot, the large hand spread open and fingers grasping his neck, pinching hard like squeezing a chick.

"Crackle crackle—"

The explosive sound of air compressing and shattering rang out intensely.

Ronan’s eyes were cold as he held Angelie with one hand, his other fist accumulating power, with waves of [Ancient Power] rune black light surging around his fist, unleashing an immensely terrifying aura.

He stretched his fisted arm outward, like drawing a big bow, his fist the arrow set on the bow, its tip aimed at Angelie’s head, seemingly ready to smash him on the spot.

Facing fast twitching, Angelie, who had just reconstructed the broken muscles and bones of his face, instinctively began to struggle frantically, his face showing a hint of panic for the first time.

In the next moment, "Boom!"

Angelie’s pupils suddenly shrank, an unprecedented force of shadow bursting from within him.

The shadow of the Fallen Crow, held by a Multi-headed Snake, suddenly spread its wings, adopting a posture of desperate shrieking.

However...

The terrifying force shattered layer upon layer of shadow, but suddenly halted less than three centimeters from Angelie’s face.

The gale raised by the punch blew all of Angelie’s long hair back, pressing tightly against his scalp.

Angelie’s face was pale, he stared fixedly at the nearby fist, speechless for a moment.

"I’ve always wanted to do this..."

Seeing Angelie’s reaction, Ronan let out a long, satisfied sigh.

"You really do feel fear, don’t you."

He released his hand, loosening his grip on Angelie, like letting go of a pigeon that had been played with until it was somewhat dazed.

Ronan stood in the center of the platform space ravaged by energy turbulence, the stray winds blowing his long hair.

He closed his eyes, his slightly tilted face showing an unprecedented satisfaction and peace.

From the Corpse Garden to the Ancient Fairy City, from Apprentice wizard to Level 3 Mist, all his shadows and obsessions towards Angelie... dissolved in these three punches.

"That feels good..."

Ronan whispered in a voice that only he could hear.

At this moment, he truly was... "comprehension clear."

"Click click click—"

In the Consciousness Space, a marvelous Transformation occurred; the fifth Spiritual Power Crystal was complete, and the sixth Spiritual Power Crystal quietly formed...

Intermediate Level 3!

And it’s not over yet, as the Soul Power Light Group taken from Angelie surges into him, Ronan’s sixth Spiritual Power Crystal is rapidly growing.

Too fast.

So fast that he hadn’t even decided on the choice for the sixth Soul Seal before stepping into the Intermediate Level 3 Stage.

The world around him falls silent, time drifting by slowly like flowing clouds.

When Ronan exits the state of Full Giant Demon Transformation and opens his eyes.

At this moment, his eyes, clear as if made of transparent blue crystal without a single impurity, and even the entire aura of Ronan seems to undergo some subtle, indescribable transformation.

Ronan instinctively looks in the direction of Angelie, to find him quietly standing outside the platform, looking at himself with a strange expression.

His face shows no sign of defeat, and instead of a feeling of humiliation from being brutally "humiliated", there is an unusual calm.

Seeing Ronan’s gaze on him, Angelie even squints his eyes and smiles at him, then sits cross-legged in place in the void, his eyes downturned, seemingly lost in thought.

"Did I go too far?"

Seeing Angelie’s demeanor of "accepting loss gracefully," Ronan feels a bit embarrassed.

But he quickly shakes his head to extinguish the thought.

Although Angelie has never done anything to him and even once gave him a crucial God Burning Potion, according to Ronan’s understanding of him, if Ronan had lost in their battle, this man would definitely not hold back, and certainly would preserve his soul after killing him, treating it like a collectible, occasionally taking it out to admire and play with.

He only punched Angelie twice, and didn’t really injure him... It could almost be called "merciful".

After seizing part of the manifested soul power from Angelie, behind Ronan, the multi-headed snake shadow representing his soul characteristics becomes even larger and more distinct with eight heads visible.

The gigantic multi-headed snake shadow nearly occupies the entire high space of the platform, dwarfing all the geniuses manifesting their soul characteristics.

The immense shock and impact from the battle with Angelie slowly get digested by the spectators as time passes.

Soon, the quiet surroundings gradually become noisy.

Various discussions buzz, growing louder bit by bit, eventually turning into a noise like a tsunami, constantly echoing in the void.

Countless gazes converge on Ronan.

Compared to the initial battle, the sympathy, pity, contempt, and schadenfreude mixed in these gazes have diminished a lot. Now, they are more filled with awe, admiration, envy... and a thick sense of anticipation and respect.

Some people start to believe that Ronan might complete the blood battle.

Because he has already completed half of this seemingly impossible thorny path.

He is only a few steps away from the ultimate victory.

As long as the next arrangement of the blood battle mechanism is just slightly...

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Three soaring blue light columns, like three sharply honed spikes, abruptly halt the outdoor heated discussions, cutting through some people’s hopeful gazes.

When a golden figure wearing a crown, wielding a Magic Wand and a Big Bow, a sacred and majestic white palace, and a shadow of black tentacles filled with a foreboding aura converge from three different directions onto the platform, all sounds are silenced.

The sky quickly darkens, as if invisible dark clouds rapidly rolled in from three sides towards the same direction.

A heavy oppressive sensation invades the nerves of every spectating wizard, making them momentarily forget to speak.

On the platform, Ronan looks calmly at his opponents for the third round of the blood battle.

Life Court Selena, Spiritual Power Dawn Adam, and Chaos Secret Society’s Li Weiqi.

In this Genius Gathering, they are unanimously recognized as the three most powerful individuals.

Each of their backgrounds, reputations, strengths, and heritages... surpasses all other geniuses in every aspect.

They are the first-tier group of the first-tier.

They are the elite of the top geniuses, the true Heaven’s Chosen Sons.

Any one of them alone has the qualifications to vie for the top position!

Now...

They will join hands to thoroughly end the blood battle legacy that belongs to Ronan!

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