Large swathes of black-blue frost surged forth, resembling ancient, heavy lead clouds, with pure white lightning flickering and dancing within.
At this moment, the massive soul phantom behind Ronan seemed to become clearer, the menacing figure subtly revealing the outline of the Ancient Frost Hydra in the shadows.
The black light of the [Ancient Power] runes in the palms of his hands crawled up Ronan's wrists, rising like thick, pure black flames.
Amidst this terrifying might, Ronan's Titanium Armor lit up around him, and the Giant Demon Body flickered in the void, quickly transforming into a blurred shadow that could not be captured by the naked eye, delivering a powerful punch to the distant humanoid giant bear!
"Boom!"
The earth bear, transformed from Evaque, exploded directly. The residual force of this punch did not diminish, collapsing and sinking a small area of the void where Evaque stood, creating a shocking translucent distortion.
However, amidst the light mist of Evaque's exploded body, a dark shadow suddenly sprang forth.
Ronan caught a glimpse of a black giant wolf engulfed in blue flames, and his heart tightened slightly.
He remembered that in the previous battle between Evaque and Andariel, it was this "Ghost Wolf" form that, with just one pounce, had led to Andariel's defeat.
"Frost!"
Ronan's arms danced, and the black-blue frost surrounding him, along with the pure white lightning formed from life energy and the black light of the [Ancient Power] runes, all converged in his hands.
With the activation of the Ancient Giant Demon Form and the bloodline of the Ancient Frost Hydra, his hands became as fearsome as the claws of an ancient demon.
Now, with the three powers gathered, the three-colored light flickered at his elongated, sharp fingertips, and his five fingers tore through the void, emitting a terrifying, sharp whistling sound, as if something was desperately howling around Ronan's arms.
"Crack—"
The figures of the man and the wolf crossed each other, leaving behind a terrifying tear in the void that was slow to dissipate.
Ronan stood where Evaque had been, turning around to gaze expressionlessly at the Ghost Wolf form of Evaque, who had exchanged positions with him in the distance.
Suddenly, in the next moment.
Ronan let out a muffled grunt, staggering back two steps. On his previously unscathed body, the area on his chest where the Ithium had shattered now bore several deep, inexplicable tear wounds.
These wounds quickly began to heal automatically, but Ronan's complexion paled slightly.
He took a deep breath, trying to suppress the waves of excruciating pain that felt as if something had violently torn at his soul.
His clash with Evaque was strange; he felt as if his attacks had completely missed their mark, while Evaque had effortlessly left him with terrifying scars that reached deep into his soul, difficult to heal.
"Under the blessing of the spirits."
The black giant wolf, wrapped in deep blue soul fire, emitted a low voice belonging to Evaque, "Your attacks cannot harm me."
"Is that so…"
Ronan replied calmly, "Then let's try again."
"Crack, crack, crack—"
He withdrew from the complete Ancient Giant Demon Transformation state, realizing that pure physical attacks were ineffective against Evaque in his "Ghost Wolf" form, so there was no need to maintain this state that consumed a lot of life energy.
"Whoosh—"
A surge of frost rushed in, and pure white ice blades rose from the swirling snow.
Still starting with the second stage law domain resonance of [Extreme Frozen Weapon], Ronan grasped the ice blade in the air and swung it fiercely towards Evaque.
The latter's gaze was indifferent as he crouched on all fours, his elongated wolf body slowly charging towards Ronan.
At the moment the ice blade was about to strike him, Evaque suddenly leaped up. The pure white ice blade silently sliced through his body, encountering no resistance, and passed right through.
At the same time, Evaque's figure abruptly vanished, and a deep blue, cold lightning streaked through the void—"Crack—"
"Bang!"
Ronan suddenly stepped back, his body slightly turned, and a new mark appeared on his right chest, torn by a beast's claw, his complexion growing even paler.
Yet, there was no hint of emotional fluctuation in Ronan's eyes, as if the wounds on his soul and body had no effect on him.
The aura of the law domain surged, and several spinning ice orbs radiating a strong sense of despair were summoned by him, but before Ronan could do anything, the ghostly giant wolf transformed from Evaque silently pounced at him from behind. "Ronan Damien is indeed no match for Evaque."
Among the onlookers, a wizard shook his head in judgment, "His strength is considerable; he can defeat Jupiter and Drummond. He is definitely one of the strongest eight in this round, but unfortunately…"
"The gap in hard power, the difference in soul power caused by two small realms of mental strength cannot be easily bridged."
"Evaque's soul witchcraft can directly attack the caster's soul. Unless there are corresponding soul resistance methods, even Andariel cannot withstand his soul assault at the same level, let alone Ronan Damien."
"It seems the first round of blood battle is about to end. Perhaps next, Evaque will obtain the inheritance and continue the blood battle path that Ronan could not complete?"
"With Evaque's strength, the chances of completing the blood battle are greatly increased…"
Everyone was discussing, and the situation on the field had become very clear. Ronan had no effective means to resist Evaque's soul attacks and could only passively take hits; defeat or even death was only a matter of time.
They had begun to speculate on the upcoming changes in the situation of this contest.
In the crowd, Lin Di Si smiled silently, focusing on the battle on stage that was showing a "one-sided" trend, as if this was exactly the scene he wanted to see.
A genius who should have had limitless prospects, under the manipulation of his "invisible hand," could only be slowly tortured and humiliated to death by an opponent he could not defeat at this stage, all in front of the public. What a beautiful picture.
In the distance, at the Life Court's residence, Moriel yawned in boredom, her motivation to keep her eyelids up likely only coming from the moment she could see that "annoying and should have died" guy fall.
Below, the wizard Donny sneered continuously, the silver-haired witch remained expressionless, while Grace bit her lip tightly, her beautiful eyes staring blankly, not knowing what she was thinking.
The wizards from the Azure Mist Society and Silver Magic Ring all wore serious expressions.
Even though they had long anticipated this outcome, they did not expect it to come so quickly and so tragically.
"Whoosh—"
An invisible gale rose, yet it did not stir a single snowflake.
Evaque gently landed in a void, surrounded by dense ice spikes and flames, yet he seemed completely unaffected by even the slightest chill.
Evaque elegantly lowered his head to gently lick the fur on his right front paw. In front of him, within the beautiful snowy realm, all the icy "lords" were on the verge of collapse.
"Hiss—"
Ronan inhaled sharply, slowly straightening his hunched body.
His complexion was terrifyingly pale, exuding a strong sense of weakness from within.
Yet his eyes shone with a frightening brightness, as if some kind of spirit was constantly flickering within.
"I might be the only one here who doesn't want you to die here."
Evaque paused his licking, his indifferent gaze falling on Ronan, and a low voice emerged from the wolf's mouth: "The inheritance of Herams is not important to me; on the contrary, your existence makes me value you more, Ronan Damien."
Evaque pronounced Ronan's name.
Surrounded by the swirling wind and snow, Ronan's white hair danced along with his Wizard Robe, his pale and handsome appearance, combined with his weak aura, gave him the feeling of a "lost ice snow royalty."
"I can feel it."
Ronan nodded, even thanking Evaque.
His soul was "scarred" under Evaque's attacks, but only Ronan knew that Evaque had not truly aimed to kill him.
Otherwise, Ronan turned to look in a direction where no one was paying attention. In a corner, a young man with a face as pale as a corpse and hair like rotting seaweed was staring intently this way, his eyes and face filled with resentment and satisfaction.
That was Andariel, who had previously been defeated by Evaque. It was clear that seeing Ronan, who had severed his arm, now experiencing the same pain and torment, made him feel quite good.
Ronan examined himself; he had merged the soul of his previous self "Ronan" with the remnants of Hekalto's will, and under Evaque's "whipping," he was becoming clearer.
The wounds, while painful, were also refining his soul, clearing away some obstacles.
"It seems you are quite aware of the issues with your soul."
Evaque said lightly, "I have a way to help you resolve it, but I need you to help me with another task first."
"Sure."
Ronan nodded without hesitation.
"After this battle ends… let's set a time."
"You still don't want to give up?"
Evaque frowned at Ronan's response.
He glanced around at the ice and snow realm constructed by Ronan and said, "What other means do you have? I must tell you, your understanding of spatial spells is too shallow. The spell you cast against Andariel was good, but your control was too low. These two killing moves won't have much effect on me…"
Facing Evaque's critique, Ronan did not respond but looked at Evaque and suddenly said, "In your current state, you shouldn't be completely immune to spell attacks, right?"
"Of course."
Evaque nodded without hesitation, speaking coldly, "But can you cast spells that can harm and affect me at this stage?"
A smile appeared on Ronan's pale face as he gently replied, "Perhaps."
In the next moment, Ronan extended his right index finger and lightly pointed at the air in front of him.
In an instant, the raging wind and snow on the platform came to a complete halt, the snowy realm froze, and the entire space fell into absolute stasis.
The initiation gesture of [Shattered Winter Mirror].
Evaque was already familiar with this move from Ronan.
He knew that the next step would be the "mirror" shattering, and the true essence and terrifying lethality of this spell would emerge.
But just as he had told Ronan, without obtaining the complete inheritance of spatial spells, Ronan's understanding of the mysteries of spatial magic was too shallow. Although the power of spatial shattering was terrifying, for him in the "Ghost Wolf" state, there were too many "gaps" in the chaotic and turbulent power of spatial shattering for him to dodge easily.
Instead, the initial power of space stagnation would have a greater impact on him, briefly restraining his movements.
But mere restraint without harm would not change the outcome of this battle.
"Foolish and ignorant."
A faint wave of consciousness emanated from Evaque, and the large eyes of the Ghost Wolf shone with a ghostly blue light. Following that, deep blue wolf-shaped phantoms quietly emerged from both sides of Evaque's body.
This was a killing move he had not even used against Andariel, the means of the Ancient Spirit Witch.
Evaque had already made up his mind to end the battle immediately.
"Yes, kill him! Tear him apart! Shred his soul to pieces!"
Everyone felt Evaque's determination, countless gazes converging on the stage. In the void on one side of the platform, Andariel, who was hiding in the dark and silently healing, saw this scene and became agitated, growling, his face filled with intense eagerness and anticipation, his features twisting.
Jupiter, who had also been defeated and was leaving, wore a complex expression. Having previously been defeated by Ronan, seeing Ronan about to fall to another's hands made his feelings complicated.
Just as everyone thought they were about to witness the beautiful snowy realm shatter like a mirror, and this battle would come to a tragic and beautiful end.
Ronan, standing on the "Winter Mirror," did not shatter everything before him.
He simply looked around, his gaze falling on the distant Evaque, then extended his finger and gently made a slicing gesture in front of him.
The void seemed to transform into an invisible pocket under this gesture, the spellcaster's fingertip tearing through the pocket, stealing infinite mysteries from the void.
A rich and indescribable mysterious aura poured out from the crack.
The swirling energy particles in the world, regardless of their elemental type, surged towards the platform.
They stained the ice-blue "Winter Mirror" with mottled and brilliant colors, as if paint had accidentally spilled onto a clean mirror.
A mysterious and serene seven-colored river quietly emerged before Ronan, radiating the might of the second stage resonance of the law domain.
Within the consciousness space, the seal of [Multiple Mirror Image] flickered quietly.
The beautiful seven-colored river suddenly doubled, then quadrupled.
Four seven-colored rivers flowed silently in a circular pattern, then began to converge towards one point, cascading down without making any sound, yet the speed of their descent increased, eventually forming the outline of a seven-colored vortex.
The aura of the second stage law domain resonance also continuously rose during this process, quickly breaking through to a brand new height, and then, it continued to rise—"Snap!"
Accompanied by a crisp sound of a finger snap, it seemed as if thunder rumbled in the sky.
The tranquility was shattered at this moment.
In an instant, the four cascading seven-colored rivers abruptly stopped, and a massive seven-colored vortex was fully formed.
At the very center of the vortex was an abyssal darkness, so deep it seemed capable of swallowing everything, emanating an unprecedented terrifying aura from that darkness.
Sensing the faint fluctuations of this aura.
Outside, Lin Di Si's smile froze on his face.
In the void, an old woman in a black robe named Vivian suddenly opened her eyes wide, and beside her, a dawn wizard in a moon-white Wizard Robe changed color dramatically, unable to help but exclaim, "Forbidden Magic Domain?! How is that possible?!"
At this moment, countless people were left in a daze, their expressions changing.
Only Ronan remained unfazed.
His pupils reflected the mottled and brilliant colors, his gaze intense, as he extended a finger in a forward-pushing gesture, slowly pointing to
wards the distant, astonished Evaque.
"This move… you should be unable to immunize against it, right?"
"[Schbiert's Endless Vortex]!"
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