Accompanied by Livicky's low, mournful chant, a mysterious aura began to emanate.
The shadows behind him writhed, and the blood, severed hand, and pages before him coalesced, melting together, followed by a surge of thick, black sludge-like substance erupting forth.
An evil and ominous will quietly descended.
Ronan felt a faint sense of unease. He halted in the void, as countless energy currents howled around his body, swiftly pushing the deep blue light sphere in his hand toward Livicky.
With one percent of the Ancient Frost Hydra Bloodline fully activated, combined with a significant increase in soul power, the current version of [Snowy Kingdom in Hand] was far more terrifying than when he faced Andariel.
The massive deep blue light sphere, infused with ancient frost power, tore through the void like a terrifying ancient glacier meteor, crossing layers of spatial distance, howling toward Livicky, leaving behind a trail of solidified black-blue ice.
As it approached a certain position in front of Livicky, the terrifying deep blue light sphere exploded.
An indescribable icy aura surged forth like a torrent formed from the collapse of glaciers that had not melted for millennia, turning the platform space into a deep blue whirlpool, instantly transforming the void on Livicky's side.
Under this terrifying energy impact, Livicky's chanting voice abruptly became sharp and high-pitched. The black sludge material before him gathered more and more, and with the infusion of that evil and ominous will in the void, all the black sludge morphed into a gigantic, twisted, bizarre creature—
It resembled a black sheep with many legs, covered in countless eyeballs and black tentacles.
The creature's abdomen split open, and the terrifying frost power directed at Livicky was completely devoured, causing its body to swell rapidly. Many disgusting, sticky tentacles sprouted from the various-sized eyeballs, resembling the soul-like shadow manifesting behind Livicky.
Ronan witnessed the power of [Snowy Kingdom in Hand] dissipate before his eyes, his expression unchanged, showing no surprise.
Among the three present, none were simple characters. If a single [Snowy Kingdom in Hand] could resolve the battle, he would have found it strange.
"#￥%"
Ronan spoke softly, his voice dark and hoarse, like an ancient syllable hissing like a snake.
Several extraordinary law domain energies surged from within him, intertwining and merging, quickly forming the shadow of the Ancient Frost Hydra above his head.
Dark blue thunder rained down from the sky, as the ancient overlord "awoke" once more.
The continuous drain on his mental power caused crimson veins to appear densely above Ronan's brow, his once handsome and ethereal face becoming somewhat grotesque, his eyes seeming to weep blood, yet his will remained as sharp and cold as solid ice.
"[Hekalto's Ancient Devour]!"
The Four-Domain Fusion's Hekalto head pierced through the void, instantly biting into the now swollen, cloud-sized bizarre black sheep.
All the eyeballs and tentacles on the black sheep went into a frenzy, emitting screams akin to a baby's wail, as large chunks of frozen black sludge fell away like flesh.
Under the terrifying power that touched the Taboo, Livicky's expression finally changed. He tore off another page, slicing his severed arm like he was peeling a carrot, his chanting growing urgent and continuous, yet still unable to withstand this terrifying force.
As the bizarre black sheep's body was about to be torn apart, Livicky seemed to suffer some backlash.
His originally fair and handsome face, neck, and arms rapidly sprouted dense black-red blisters. The blisters burst, oozing large amounts of foul-smelling pus, and in just a few breaths, Livicky became unrecognizable.
He screamed, losing his composure, retreating frantically, as if he were about to melt away. Ronan formed seals with his hands, his dark blue hair swirling wildly, stepping through the void toward Livicky, a massive aura of dominance expanding around him, a chilling killing intent bursting forth from his eyes.
In his consciousness space, the six Mental Power Crystals were nearly cracked, and even the master-level [Clarity Realm] of over twelve hundred points could not timely replenish the gap from this mental power drain.
Having pushed himself to this extent, the descending frost would inevitably return stained with blood!
He controlled the massive head of the ancient multi-headed serpent, tearing chunks of flesh from the black sheep's body, and the evil and ominous will that had descended in the void seemed to be affected to some extent, showing signs of retreat.
He only needed a moment to completely end Livicky, opening a breakthrough for himself in this bloody battle.
However, at that moment, a dazzling golden light suddenly pierced through Ronan's law domain force field.
The multi-headed serpent's head formed from the law domain was abruptly pierced! Ronan looked up sharply, only to see a chain made of pure white light piercing through layers of space, wrapping tightly around his body. His mind shook violently, and the six Mental Power Crystals in his consciousness space emitted a series of cracking sounds.
He felt as if something was binding him tightly.
And this binding force was not limited to his body and will; it seemed to also act upon his soul.
"Mind Chain."
From the shattered black bottomless vortex, a towering figure riding a Winged Unicorn burst forth.
Adam, holding an ancient spear glowing with countless runes, cast a cold, stern gaze.
Behind him, the figure of Serena, crowned and overlapping with his silhouette, stood firmly in front of Livicky, having pierced through [Hekalto's Ancient Devour].
At this moment, a complex and profound golden rune appeared on Serena's forehead, and countless golden lights intertwined around her, filling her with an unprecedented aura of purity and nobility.
With Serena and Adam's "rescue," the "desperate" Livicky finally gained a moment to breathe.
He quickly rummaged through his space ring, pulling out various strange items, as if offering a sacrifice into the black book in his hand. The backlash of the spell was finally halted, and the decay on his body restored in the blink of an eye, even the severed hand regrew.
In an instant.
The "tremendous wave" that Ronan had unleashed with all his might was completely quelled.
Everything seemed to return to square one, and the situation was even worse than before.
Ronan, severely drained of mental power, had crimson blood lines trickling from the corners of his eyes, standing amidst the collapsing energy currents, his momentum at an unprecedented low.
In his consciousness space, the six Mental Power Crystals were dim and even seemed to show signs of cracking.
For a short time, he could no longer use any of his spell cards.
"You are qualified to be a rival to any one of us."
"But unfortunately, this is not an absolutely fair duel."
A calm voice emerged from Adam.
With hair as radiant as dawn, Adam rode the Winged Unicorn, a pure white temple floating behind him. He gently waved the ancient spear in his hand, his eyes revealing a sense of lofty sympathy and pity.
"Abandon your legacy, abandon your flesh, and I promise your soul can be redeemed."
Beside him, Livicky let out a cold laugh, his face now terrifyingly dark, having shed the elegant gentleman facade he had used to disguise himself, openly conveying cold malice toward Ronan.
The golden light interwoven around Serena faded, yet the golden rune on her forehead remained prominent. Holding a delicate white staff, she remained silent, merely looking at Ronan with her usual calm and indifferent gaze.
To the three present, as well as the observing Wizards outside, Ronan, having exhausted all his cards, seemed to be utterly at his wit's end.
Some could not help but let out sighs of regret.
This battle, which had brought many surprises and unexpected turns, seemed to finally be coming to an end at this moment. However, a sudden sound of something shattering echoed through the arena.
"Crack, crack—"
The white chains entwined around Ronan shattered inch by inch, transforming into specks of white light that dissipated in the air, as if layers of shackles had been broken, and an inexplicable aura began to rise from him once more.
Adam, riding the Winged Unicorn, felt a flicker of surprise cross his face.
As the caster of the [Mind Chain], he was well aware of the strength and efficacy of this spell.
To break free from the "chains" in such an extreme disadvantage, he found Ronan's indomitable fighting spirit incredible.
"Boom!"
A massive force field erupted from Ronan, his body rising higher and higher, his dark blue hair partially reverting to a pearly white, as countless pure white lightning flickered and danced around him.
Regarding Ronan's transformation, Adam and the others remained calm.
They had seen Ronan use this method before; if nothing unexpected happened, this should be Ronan's final "struggle."
Three auras rose from the three of them, attempting to suppress Ronan's momentum once more.
But this time, there was a feeling that it could not be suppressed. "Whoosh—"
Ronan exhaled deeply, releasing a hot, heavy breath that stirred up a whirlwind in the arena.
The Ancient Frost Hydra shadow behind him began to contract and withdraw, as if it had completely transformed into a mass of solid shadow.
"You have yet to make me bleed."
A low, hoarse voice emerged from Ronan's mouth.
He raised his head, and at some point, his eyes had completely turned pure white, hollow and void, scanning over the three of them. In the very center of his pupils, a tiny, dense black light flickered quietly.
"Isn't it a bit too early to advise surrender?"
After saying that.
Ronan spread his fingers, and in the palms of his hands, mysterious and inexplicable runes appeared.
Thick black light flowed from those runes, climbing up his palms.
Like pure black flames, they wrapped around Ronan's body inch by inch, leaving behind mysterious black patterns wherever the flames passed.
Moments later, when the black flames had covered Ronan's entire body.
The exposed parts of his body were already covered in black rune patterns.
An indescribable, ancient, primal, and savage aura emanated from Ronan.
He stood quietly in mid-air, the surrounding void seemingly fracturing and collapsing continuously. [Immaculate Body——Ancient Power], intermediate level!
To date, this was a powerful card that Ronan had yet to use! When spell-based methods could not be employed, let the battle return to its primal state! In a moment, Ronan suddenly raised his head, his dark blue and pearly white hair wildly lifting!
"Crack—"
The void of the platform seemed to be split by a pure black lightning bolt!
The combined force field formed by the three's intertwined auras was pierced in an instant by this "lightning"! Shorter than a thousandth of a second.
Before anyone could react, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Adam.
The mysterious, grotesque, towering ancient Giant Demon Body, covered in black patterns, hovered above Adam's head, casting a massive and dense shadow over him.
The Winged Unicorn beneath him stirred restlessly, and Adam, holding the spear, was caught off guard, staring blankly as a gigantic hand woven from countless black lights loomed larger before him.
It was as if an ancient, savage beast was whispering a low growl in his ear.
"Let me see, when the flesh is destroyed."
"Will your will."
"Still be as indestructible as I see it."
"Boom!"
The suddenly changing situation left countless observing Wizards momentarily stunned.
A second-level Wizard, with a dazed expression, suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder.
Turning abruptly, he found no one around.
He shook his head and turned back, completely unaware that a hint of mysterious black light was quietly seeping into his body through the collar of his Wizard Robe.
Similar situations were occurring throughout the crowd, as if ghosts were silently wandering among them, continuously sowing seeds of evil.
Among the crowd, Lin Di Si slowly lowered the crystal ball in his hand, which was illuminated by countless crystal lights, squinting as he gazed at the distant battlefield, murmuring softly, "An excellent experimental subject, with boundless potential, almost makes me unable to resist the urge."
The figure of the black-robed man appeared silently behind him, his lips moving slightly, as if reporting something.
Lin Di Si listened quietly.
When the black-robed man finished his report.
He pondered for a moment, then raised his hand, pointing at the center of the battle, where a certain figure, riding a Unicorn Horse, was about to be struck down from the sky, casually saying, "Let's move when he falls."
"Yes."
The black-robed man responded respectfully, falling silent.
Lin Di Si gazed at the figure he had chosen, gently stroking the crystal ball in his hand, sighing to himself, "You truly continue to surprise me... Unfortunately, this level of power cannot withstand the sharpness of the arrow of life."
Intermediate [Ancient Power]! Mysterious runes grew from his palms, extending across his body.
As if an endless ancient divine mountain was infused into him, Ronan could feel the terrifying power of pure flesh roaring through every cell and blood vessel within him.
"Crack—"
He punched down, and the void where his fist landed shattered like a fragile plate, exploding into pieces.
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