When the shadow of the whale touched the ground, the entire ice field seed to sink fiercely.
"Buzz—"
The violent tremor continued for a while before completely stopping. After the ice smoke and snow dust dispersed, Ronan stood quietly in place. Beneath his feet appeared a towering ice mountain, entwined with countless streams of white light, resembling an oddly-shaped tall tower.
Eremod and the other two disappeared, evidently being completely sealed within the ice mountain.
The ice field mysteriously quieted down at this mont.
"Is it over?"
In the distance, Selena stared blankly at this scene, whispering softly.
"Crack—"
A sudden shattering sound soon broke the calm.
"Bang!"
The top of the snow-white ice mountain exploded abruptly. Eremod, with scales that were almost green-black, still persisted fiercely. Flas seed to burn perpetually in his eyes, and upon appearing, he imdiately lunged at Ronan like a cannonball.
Ronan’s figure drifted backward like a snowflake, but behind him was a dense web of deep blue sword marks. The handso young man, holding a rune rapier, appeared quietly in the Void.
Following closely were two shadows like dragon wings, producing a clanging sound, closing off his retreat completely from both sides.
The tri-directional attack’s terrifying spell power caused the Void to blur and distort, creating a visual dislocation.
With a loud "boom", Ronan at the center exploded like a shattered mirror. When he reappeared, he was already in another place several miles away from the three.
"Rumble—"
The ancient ice mountain tower, losing its power’s support, quickly collapsed under the crushing of three massive force fields. Eremod and the other two appeared one by one, stepping on the collapsing ice fragnts, their aura rising bit by bit as they approached Ronan again indifferently.
anwhile, the Wizards who had luckily not been frozen by the cold started to slowly gather around Ronan as well.
The situation reversed, or rather, began to return to the track it should have been on.
Ronan’s dominance started to beco fragnted, and the snowy color of the world seed to be gradually fading.
Yet, Ronan seed oblivious to these changes.
Under the Dawn Mask, his expression remained calm.
Whether it was rging with his bloodline, or advancing to Level 5, he seed a bit too hasty.
The urgent ti did not allow him any familiarity or adaptation process, let alone deep contemplation.
One percent of the Ancient Frost Whale Bloodline granted him extraordinary control over frost as well as ancient-level cold, ancient-level frost freeze.
However, he was still using the Level 4 Frozen Soil spell system previously constructed with the Hekalter Ice Frost Multi-Headed Serpent bloodline.
It could be said that he had only been relying purely on the additional power brought by his Bloodline to fight. Against a typical Level 5 Wizard, he could form a suppression, but against an outstanding Level 5 Heaven’s Pride like Eremod, he was inadequate.
The old magic system had reached its point of being obsolete, and a new spell system urgently needed to be established.
"Arrogant and ignorant people often get lost in the sudden expansion of power, laughingly believing they can achieve so unrealistic feats..."
A voice ca, and Ronan looked up.
The handso young man, wearing exquisite light leather armor, stood facing the wind, his long hair gently waving, giving an indescribable sense of freedom and arrogance.
Eremod and the masked witch from the Ghost Flower Society approached from the other two sides, three cold spiritual power strands firmly locking onto Ronan.
"But thank you. It’s been a long ti since I saw such a beautiful snowy scene..."
The handso young man elegantly raised the rune rapier in his hand, smiled, and spoke: "I kept forgetting to introduce myself, Mal, Commander of the Fourth Legion of the Tangista Empire...."
"I don’t need to know your na."
Ronan’s calm voice suddenly interrupted the young man, and the latter was taken aback.
He had just wanted to frown but then heard Ronan speak lightly.
"You just need to rember my na."
Lights gathered around Ronan, and soon, a crystal as dazzling as a Star ford, and Ronan’s aura suddenly surged.
"Because..."
The second crystal, the third, the fourth....
With each additional crystal, Ronan’s aura soared more.
When the number of dazzling Primordial Spirit Crystals reached eight, the handso young man’s expression slightly changed, and the eyes of Eremod and the witch from the Ghost Flower Society also moved.
At this mont, Ronan’s previously declining aura reached an unprecedented peak, suppressing all the auras present.
The atmospheric phenona above the ice field changed, dark clouds churned violently like boiling porridge, lightning flickered, as if brewing so extrely terrifying existence.
"From now on.."
"It will beco an eternal Nightmare..."
Ronan lightly raised his eyes, swept over the three of them, and said in a low voice: "Accompanying you for life."
With his last word falling.
"Buzz—"
The ninth crystal appeared.
If the brilliance of the first eight crystals was as radiant as the morning star, then this ninth crystal was the Arrogant Sun at noon.
Once it appeared, it was surrounded and guarded by the other eight crystals.
The nine crystals constructed a ring, not falling on Ronan but rather suspended above his forehead, looking like a crown with a unique and magnificent style!
At the mont the arrangent of nine crystals was completed, the nearly boiling phenonon in the sky above the ice field finally erupted.
The dense dark clouds rapidly dispersed, nurous colorful streams of light appeared from behind the clouds, a mighty torrent of elental energy ford, falling toward Ronan, as if draping him in a grand and colorful cloak.
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