Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 327 - 166: [Hekarter’s Death Gaze]! How dare you, mere ants, look directly at me? (Supplement)_3
Chapter 327: Chapter 166: [Hekarter’s Death Gaze]! How dare you, mere ants, look directly at me? (Supplement)_3 freёweɓnovel.com
He slowly stood up, calmly watching the arrival of Ignatius and others.
Just five minutes ago, he had found a way to escape this "Prison" of Space, but he didn’t leave because he wanted to see who would come.
Ignatius tilted his head and looked at Ronan in front of him, with a cruel and ferocious light flowing little by little in his orange-gold pupils.
"I don’t see the expression on your face that I wanted to see..."
Ignatius’s mouth curved upward, his pearly teeth gradually revealed, and he spoke in a hoarse, low voice: "Honestly...I’m very disappointed."
Ronan sighed softly, reaching his hand to touch his earlobe.
Blue light shot out, with [Land of Frost] Magic Tool Set fitting onto his body piece by piece.
The anomaly at the center of the Arena calmed several fighting groups nearby.
"Boom!"
Terrifying Spell power banged fiercely against the silver barrier of nothingness, only to initiate some insignificant ripples.
On the side of the Silver Magic Ring, Caroni and Archiduo looked over here with cold eyes, with terrifying energy pressure swirling around them, as if they were two beasts trying to break out of their Prison.
However, this only resulted in the indifferent movements of Damian in his Black Robe as he fiddled with the silver Magic Cube in his hand.
Someone stood atop a pile of bloody corpses, laughing madly at Ronan—it was the deranged Deby. Nearby, several meters away, the grim-faced Clements repeatedly tried to assault the Space barrier.
Ignatius looked around at all this, his smile becoming even more radiant.
"Looks like.. quite a few people care about you.."
He leaned slightly towards Ronan, the orange-gold in his black eye sockets lighting up slightly, and spoke with an odd tone: "I’ve already started to look forward to it, when you’re in agony, begging, howling, dying at my hands... what they will look like..."
"Don’t you want the coordinates?"
Ronan asked abruptly.
"This isn’t your bargaining chip to stay alive."
Ignatius smiled, his terrifying aura gradually spreading, and the temperature of the entire Combat Arena space shot up rapidly, "We naturally have ways of taking the coordinates from you..."
"Alright."
Ronan fell silent.
He raised his hand, making a casting gesture.
One after another Level 1 Law Domain Resonance Spells emerged from around him, with swathes of Magic Domain Force Fields interweaving...
Seeing this from behind Ignatius, Damian smirked mockingly, while Ignatius himself stepped forward with disdain, the erupting firepower around him almost dispelling all the coldness in the area!
"Are you going to use your so-called overlapping Domain again?!"
Ignatius, as if the real Ancient Flame Demon had come to this world, unleashed a nearly endless fire from his body, which instantly occupied the whole Space, creating a realm ruled by Flames alone.
"Poor and laughable trickery!"
He roared lowly in a hoarse, deep voice amid the light of the fire and the heatwave.
"Where’s your Bloodline?
Show it, show it to me!"
"Igor, that Waste... only brings shame to the family!"
"I will make you feel the power of the real Flame Demon Blood... roar—"
Ignatius stood in the Void, roaring hoarsely.
Beneath his feet, countless crisscrossing rune lights from the Rune Formation shattered at once, and the grand Combat Arena turned into a sea of lava and fire waves in an instant.
The power of a Level 3 Wizard and the terrifying might of the Ancient Flame Demon Blood were shown off to their fullest, this moment, even those Wizards in isolated Space Prisons could feel this searing heat, their faces shocked as they turned to look this way.
However, amidst this sweltering heat that seemed to Burning everything, Ronan, who barely maintained a small foothold with three Magic Domains, seemed remarkably calm.
He gently pressed on his trembling, beating heart.
Slowly lifting his right hand, he aimed at Ignatius amidst the redness.
In an instant, the interwoven Magic Domain Force Fields around him, connected by some mysterious link, began to merge rapidly...
A brand new Magic Domain, dozens of times more solid, emerged spontaneously, exuding an incomparable terror.
This aura fell strand by strand, and every bit of it extinguished a flame, solidified a wave of magma.
This aura ascended quickly with the three Spells circling around Ronan, combine and undergoing a Transformation.
The Pure White Ice Blade turned into a vertical pupil.
The Despair Frost Ball acting as the iris.
Dense dark blue Northern Lights spread out the shape of an eyeball network...
Finally, an immense, dark blue Light Ball like an eye hung in the sky, with countless solidified auras faintly outlining the outlines of an ancient Multi-headed Snake.
At this moment, it was as if the real supreme ruler of Ancient Frost had descended.
It looked down indifferently, coldly overlooking the arrogant figure of Ignatius below.
Ronan, with the massive shadow of the Multi-headed Snake behind him, slowly raised his head, one of his eyes tightly closed.
At this moment, his shimmering white hair and Magic Robe fluttered simultaneously, with an indescribable noble ancient aura lingering around him.
Ronan’s voice was hoarse as he looked at the shocked Ignatius in front of him and spoke softly:
"First, feel the gaze from the Ancient."
As the words ended, Ronan’s tightly shut right eye suddenly opened, with endless dark blue light radiating from it.
At the same time, the dark blue Light Ball suspended above him also exploded into brilliance!
Three Level 1 Resonance Magic Domains merged!
—[Hekarter’s... Death Gaze]!
"How dare you lowly insects gaze upon me?"
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