Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 302 - 155: I’ve seen this kind of fire-breathing ant, [Spatial Stasis Staff]_2

Chapter 302: Chapter 155: I’ve seen this kind of fire-breathing ant, [Spatial Stasis Staff]_2

In the vast snowy platform, a tall and sturdy figure stood silently.

Silver metal flowed over his body, covering the contours of his near-perfect, muscular physique, his long hair subtly shifting from dark blue to a resplendent white.

The snake scales on his cheeks and neck disappeared, revealing the patterns of the Seal once again.

It was still that same young and handsome boy, his face unchanged, calm as ever, but now there was an added hint of enchanting nobility between his brows, as if he were the heir of some ancient noble family.

At the boy’s feet lay Igor, battered and bruised.

His limbs were twisted, lying on the ground, facing upwards, his mouth slightly agape, his eyes hollow and dim with a fading golden-orange hue, seemingly filled with confusion and helplessness—

Who am I? Where am I? What... did I just go through?

"Uh..."

The deathly silence of the Mirror Lake was finally broken by a soft sigh, originating from an unknown source.

"How could such a character appear in the second battlefield..."

Everyone began to stir, filling the area with a buzzing sound of discussions.

Caroni intently watched the projected screen of Spells, focusing on the image of the young boy.

Even standing at the pinnacle of a Level 3 Wizard, just a step away from Level 4 Dawn, and being the master of the Third Magic Ring, he too felt a slight shock and disorientation.

In a trance, Caroni thought he saw some overlapping shadows of the boy with a few people he remembered.

Although they each had different styles and significant gaps in strength, they indeed seemed to be of the same kind.

"I’m starting to believe this kid isn’t Archiduo’s illegitimate offspring..."

Beside him, the Green Robed Witch of Thorny Palace sighed, saying in a complicated tone: "How could Archiduo have such an ancient and powerful Bloodline..."

Caroni’s eyes flickered, he did not answer but turned his head towards another direction.

That was the direction of Melt Crystal Lake and Black Nightmare Swamp.

He saw the Level 3 lead wizard of Black Nightmare Swamp, under the feathered mask, a pair of dark, profound eyes staring at the screen, flickering endlessly, perhaps pondering something.

As for the bald wizard of Melt Crystal Lake, his hand holding the Burning Stone Wand was lowered, his face quite somber, even nearing ugliness.

"What a pity..."

Caroni couldn’t help but feel a slight regret surge in his heart.

"If only... I had taken part in their wager."

....

Ronan stood on the platform alone, his pores still unconsciously emitting faint traces of cold air.

It was the residual effect of the Ancient Frost Multi-Headed Snake Bloodline within his body.

He bowed his head, experiencing the transformation inside and out following this first activation of the Bloodline Power.

He followed Soraya’s "Bloodline Transplant" principle, although the bloodline implantation was primitive and brutal, the whole process was expected to be controllable, gradual, and subtle.

"The collision between Bloodlines can accelerate this fusion process..."

Ronan had just discovered this.

Especially the clash between "Elementally Hostile" Bloodline Powers.

The Ancient Flame Demon Bloodline flowing in Igor’s body had stimulated the outburst of the Ancient Frost Multi-Headed Snake Bloodline Power.

Challenged by the dignity belonging to an ancient sovereign, it spontaneously vibrated.

In this battle, the Bloodline Crystal in Ronan’s heart shrunk by nearly one-tenth, with a fusion speed tens of times faster than normal.

And those Bloodline Powers he had merged and absorbed were lurking dormant in his flesh and bones after the fight.

He could feel their presence but was still unable to freely mobilize "them"...

"Perhaps because it’s still too diluted..."

Ronan looked at his hands, the tips of his pale, slender fingers still speckled with some dark blue spots.

The Talent Bar in his character panel had yet to show the "Ancient Frost Multi-Headed Snake Bloodline."

However, Ronan felt that his mental state was undergoing some subtle Transformation.

In the aura he displayed, there were traces more of the dignity and authority belonging to an ancient sovereign.

"Humm—"

A strange sound arose, Ronan felt the platform he was standing on slowly ascending, while at the same time, energy fluctuations came from above.

He looked upwards.

He saw the huge silver luminous body, the only light source of this space, trembling at this moment, a force beckoning him to come closer.

Ronan stood on the platform, continuously rising, getting closer and closer to the silver luminous body.

Finally, he reached a height almost level with the luminous body.

The glaringly bright silver light from below now surprisingly softened, allowing Ronan to clearly see the scene within the luminous body.

Thick Spatial Energy washed over Ronan’s body like cool water, wave after wave, causing the [Mirror Light] Seal in his Consciousness Space to begin to glow faintly under this force.

Ronan gazed, transfixed, seeing a beautifully exquisite silver cane, over a foot long, quietly floating within the thick silver light.

Around the cane, the space exhibited a strange sense of Stasis, and as Ronan’s gaze entered that area, it seemed as if it was also solidified, an experience he had never had before.

"Spatial Stasis, huh..."

Ronan mused.

At that moment, a vague and complex wave of consciousness emanated from the cane, which he captured.