Chapter 471: Chapter 217 I’ve Been Looking Forward to This Mont, Four Magical Domains Fusion—[Hekarter’s Ancient Devourer]
Like a still, pitch-black water surface suddenly rippled by a negligible disturbance.
Ronan’s figure vanished amidst the flashing silver light, and then he appeared instantaneously at another location.
His lithe body lunged in a direction, dark blue Ice Frost forming streams of firework-like flowing light around him.
The shadow that filled his vision seed to suddenly beco thicker and stickier. His fingers chid, as his fingertips kept piercing through layers of darkness until… they finally touched sothing.
“Whoosh—”
Ronan stopped, his figure half-subrged in the dark blue Ice Frost, turned back, and t Angelie’s gaze a short distance away.
Angelie maintained her original posture, still and as if she hadn’t moved from her spot.
However, Ronan slowly looked towards his right hand, a small piece of black satin was pinched between the index and middle fingers.
Ice Frost wound around it, as pieces of the Magic Robe crumbled into dust and slipped away from between his fingers.
He was just a little short of “catching” Angelie.
“You’re smarter than I expected…”
Angelie glanced at the small newly ford gap at the hem of her robe, her face revealing a hint of uncommon expression.
She looked at Ronan, the relaxed and leisurely atmosphere around her gradually dissipating as she opened her mouth:
“But the sa trick… won’t work a second ti.”
“Already unnecessary.”
Ronan spoke calmly.
At the mont when he was extrely close to Angelie, Ronan suddenly discovered a simpler thod than causing emotional fluctuations—a mysterious sensation between ancient bloodlines.
With one percent of the Ancient Frost Multi-Headed Snake Bloodline fully stimulated, Ronan’s perception of Angelie beca crystal clear.
Just as Ronan tried to provoke emotional fluctuations in Angelie with that speech Spell.
Whether Hekarter’s cookbook had the na of the Ancient Fallen Crow, Ronan was not sure, but strengthening oneself through devouring is an instinct of all ancient creatures.
At this mont, the Bloodline Crystal embedded in Ronan’s heart trembled continuously, and the one percent of Hekarter’s Bloodline flowing in his body was restless, ceaselessly conveying a hungering desire to him.
This “hunger” that reached deep into his soul transford into an instinctive “feeding,” and the Ancient Frost that perated the area beca Ronan’s antennae to detect his “prey.” The shadows around him peeled away layer by layer, and the figure of Angelie, hidden within the shadows, also beca progressively more visible.
“Whoosh—”
Ronan took a deep breath, his dark blue hair rising without a wind, an evil and ancient, natural sovereign’s aura spread from his body.
The silhouette of the Ancient Frost Multi-Headed Snake behind him began to wriggle, Ronan quickly dashed through the Void.
The sa Ice Magic again erged around him, but what was different, the color of these Ice Magics turned from pure white and icy blue to a deep dark blue, emitting a mysterious ancient aura, and the spell fluctuations they released turned much more abstruse and Mysterious.
Without improving the state of Magic Domain Resonance, the might of these spells was significantly enhanced… it was the ancient blessing from Hekarter’s Bloodline.
“[Ancient Frost Freeze Soldier]!”
A giant Ice Blade, dark blue with nurous black patterns intertwined on its surface, rose slowly from the dark blue ice vortex, carrying a rich ancient aura.
Ronan raised his hand to make a virtual hold, performing a horizontal slashing motion.
Wherever his gaze reached, the “Nightfall” was split open by the Ice Blade, and he suddenly caught a glimpse of a blurred shadow. He raised his hand, a mass of dark blue Northern Lights surged rapidly in that direction, extending from his feet, shattering the shadows as they passed.
The snowflakes falling slowly from the sky also turned dark blue, each one thicker and more primitive.
The Night Domain belonging to Angelie was collapsing rapidly; now ruling this battlefield was the ice-cold legacy of the ancients!
“Boom!”
Ronan raised both arms, and a dark blue Ice Fla ford by swirling Ice Frost spread rapidly around him.
Under the erosion of the Ice Fla, large chunks of darkness crumbled away; the platform Space, which had nearly been engulfed in “Night Shroud,” began to reconnect with the daylight from the bottom, dark blue becoming the new baseline color of the Space.
When the scenery within the platform Space once again beca clear to everyone.
Everyone saw Angelie, with wings rged into the night, occupying the high skies of the platform, while below was Ronan, guarded by countless dark blue Ice Frost.
The battle seed to return to its original point.
The two, one above and one below, silently faced each other.
Ronan took a gentle step forward.
“Thunderous rumble—”
Beneath his feet, the Ice Frost trembled, a “new” Snow Country was being constructed.
But this ti, the Snow Country did not descend from top to bottom; rather, it seed to sprout from the ground.
Countless dark blue Ice Frost veins wove together into an ancient and Mysterious pattern below Ronan’s feet. If one looked down from above, the pattern would be found very similar to the multi-headed snake silhouette behind Ronan.
And Ronan was standing right in the center of that multi-headed snake pattern.
“Snow Country, the ancient Snow Country…”
“This should be called… [Hekarter’s Frost Absolute Territory].”
Surrounded by massive expanses of dark blue Ice Frost, Ronan murmured softly, and then he looked up, his blue-golden serpent eyes fixed on Angelie in the sky, whose smile had faded. With an upward curve of his lips, he spoke softly:
“Angelie, the ga between us… only really starts now.”
“Boom!”
…
Everyone focused intently on the battle taking place on the platform, without much noise, only occasional low conversations and discussion sounds, buzzing.
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