Pure-Blood Ice Serpent, Inheriting the Ancient!
Ronan seemed to smell a faint scent of blood, emanating from the blood-red giant egg.
A flurry of ideas flashed through his mind in an instant, as if he had grasped something, but before he could think about it further, "Click—"
The crisp cracking sound rang in my ears again.
This time Ronan heard it very clearly; the sound was coming from the ice layer below. He could even see white cracks appearing on the surface of the dark red, egg-shaped object.
"Is the eggshell about to crack?"
Ronan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a sense of unease inexplicably welled up in his heart.
He began to retreat, Nightmare Tungsten Steel flowed from beneath his robes, forming sharp cones that spun wildly, breaking through layers of new ice and reopening the path he had come from.
"Click-clack—"
The cracking sound from the dark red giant egg grew louder and faster, as if something was about to burst out from inside at any moment.
The guiding black line faded and disappeared rapidly, Ronan's eyes flickered.
This proves that the "Holy Shrine Power" he had just discovered was being rapidly digested and absorbed by the unknown creature inside the eggshell. Boom—
A slight muffled thud drowned out the crisp cracking sound.
Finally.
The giant egg, sealed within the ice, was quietly broken.
In an instant, Ronan felt an ancient, rich aura, as if from the ancient and barbaric era, rush towards him and envelop him completely.
At the same time, a huge figure emerged from the dark, solid ice below.
The figure emitted a hazy blue light within the ice, yet its exact outline remained unclear.
All that could be seen in the hazy blue light was a pair of striking, cold, scarlet orbs of light, like two emotionless magic lamps, dimly illuminating him.
The next moment.
"Hiss--"
With a strange hiss, the huge blue shadow lunged at Ronan.
The crimson light magnified, Ronan's retreating figure halted abruptly, his pupils contracting sharply. Outside the ice crevices where frost and snow piled up into small mountains, gusts of cold air silently seeped out from beneath. Under the vast, azure sky, everything presented an unusual tranquility and peace.
However, in the very next second, this peace was completely shattered!
"Boom!"
As if the earth's crust had been violently churning, the ring of small icebergs standing on the flat ground exploded in an instant, countless streams of cold air bursting forth like Torrent, forming visible white columns of air that shot towards the sky! A huge blue shadow burst out from among the countless shattered ice blocks, twisting in mid-air into a beautiful serpentine shape as if meticulously sculpted from ice crystals, roaring and releasing a terrifying chill and a fierce, domineering aura.
"Click-click-click—"
If you look closely, you can see that a small, thin human figure is perched on the head of this giant blue snake, which is several meters long.
He was a handsome young man with white hair and fluttering robes.
The boy's lips were tightly pressed together, his eyes were a deep blue, and his long, white hair flew behind him. His two hands were desperately trying to hold down the giant snake's gaping maw, preventing it from closing its jaws! "Huff—huff—"
Ronan gripped the giant snake's mouth tightly with both hands, its upper and lower jaws revealing two sharp, narrow fangs.
A chilling, pungent stench emanated from the crimson snake's cavity, causing his long hair to fly high back.
But at this moment, he seemed to be enveloped by a huge and inexplicable emotion—excitement? surprise? unexpected elation? He could almost hear his own heartbeat.
The azure light dancing in his eyes seemed to solidify and burst forth.
"Ancient Ice Crystal Magic Serpent"
Ronan murmured each word slowly and deliberately, "Pure... bloodline!"
"Boom!"
A terrifying energy surge was released from the snake's cavity, accompanied by a blinding blue light.
Ronan's eyes flashed, his arm muscles bulged, and terrifying physical [Great Strength] surged forth. With a sudden burst of power, before the blue light could even shoot out, he violently flung the giant snake from his hand! "Bang!"
The enormous ice crystal serpent was tossed to the ground by Ronan like a tossing noodle, rolling violently on the snow, knocking over trees and stirring up countless waves of ice and snow.
The giant snake hissed, its voice filled with cruel and violent energy.
Before he could struggle to his feet, Ronan had already moved swiftly and closed in.
"[Despair... Frozen]!"
A blinding deep blue light emanated from Ronan's hand, and a chilling aura swept through the world.
With the power of a second-level wizard, Ronan cast this spell, and in an instant, a spiral ice ball with a diameter of seven or eight meters appeared in front of him, its entire body as blue as crystal, surrounded by countless frosts, and exuding Despair Aura.
He lifted the ice puck and flew it to the top of the giant snake's head, then clasped his hands together.
"Boom!"
The ice ball in his hand exploded with a roar, turning into a torrent of deep blue ice that cascaded down like a waterfall. Despair and icy cold froze everything. A huge white ice circle rose from the ground and slowly spread outwards, disappearing completely only after reaching a distance of several miles. Everything along the way was also frozen by the cold air, with countless horizontal icicles appearing on the outer side. As the deep blue icefall disappeared, the surging cold air between heaven and earth slowly dissipated.
Ronan lowered his hands, squinted, and looked down at the scene below.
On a smooth expanse of snow, the giant snake had come to a complete stop.
It was completely frozen by Ronan's magic.
The icy aura mixed with the aura of the Despairing Domain condensed into ice, firmly freezing the enormous Ice Crystal Magic Serpent inside a huge block of ice.
Ronan slowly descended from the sky, and only then did he have time to carefully examine the Ancient Ice Crystal Magic Serpent frozen within the crystal-clear ice layer.
This is a beautiful serpent, its entire body a deep blue, each scale resembling a sculpture of ice crystals.
The blue scales are covered with all sorts of mysterious and complex patterns, and on its nearly oval head is a palm-length, deep blue horn that looks like some kind of crystal.
Ronan had seen what the third-tier Cold Scale Python that Soraya and her group hunted looked like; it had only one bulge on its head, and its scales were only around its neck, resembling ice crystals.
In the eyes of Third Level Wizard like Soraya, that was already a sign of awakening a trace of the Ancient Ice Crystal Magic Serpent Bloodline.
He couldn't imagine how frantic the three great wizard families of White Stone Fortress would go if they saw this pure-blooded ancient ice crystal snake!
This is an incredible opportunity; they wouldn't trade it for the blood essence of a hundred Third Level Magic Beast!
The last remaining question in Ronan's previous deductions has been answered.
"The reason why those three Cold Scale Python were depleted of their essence and blood was not because they were seriously injured by an external enemy."
Perhaps it's because it discovered that the snake before me has the potential to completely transform into an ancient bloodline, so it spared no expense in expending its own essence to help it complete its evolution."
"They are very clever. In order to avoid being found, they even deliberately move the place where they molt to a place far away from the Serpent Nest."
So when Soraya and the other three Third Level Wizard searched the Serpent Nest, they found nothing. If it weren't for a stroke of luck, I would never have imagined that an Ancient Snake Species would be hidden here."
The dark red eggshell that Ronan found when he discovered the Ice Crystal Magic Serpent was likely formed from the blood spit out by the other three Cold Scale Python.
Life is full of wonders.
Ronan had completely given up on the idea of Cold Scale Python, but unexpectedly, while exploring the Holy Shrine, he discovered a pure-blooded Ancient Ice Crystal Magic Serpent.
"Pure Ancient Ice Crystal Magic Serpent Bloodline, combined with the Bloodline Purification effect of the Saint Blood Tree."
Ronan stared at the giant, frozen serpent before him, his eyes gleaming. He muttered to himself, "Now, the risks of the Bloodline Transplant are unavoidable."
The Cold Scale Python bloodline, which had only awakened a trace of the Ancient Ice Crystal Magic Serpent Bloodline, was already worth the risk for Ronan to transplant, let alone the purebred bloodline that was now in front of him.
He was very lucky.
The Ice Crystal Magic Serpent in front of us had only recently undergone its transformation, and its strength had not even reached the level of a first-tier magical beast.
Although the combat power he displayed was quite terrifying, and he could even go toe-to-toe with him, a level two wizard, his strength was ultimately a bit lacking. Otherwise, it would probably have taken Ronan quite a bit of effort to deal with him.
Ronan composed himself, turned the Space Ring on his finger, and directly put the Ice Sculpture containing the Ice Crystal Magic Serpent into his storage space.
Fortunately, the Ice Crystal Magic Serpent has not yet grown up and is not very large, otherwise it would be a big problem to take it away.
After tidying everything up, they also filled in the ice cracks where the serpent had been found.
Ronan turned and headed back the way he came, eager to study the transplantation of the Ice Crystal Magic Serpent's bloodline.
Of course, this couldn't be done in White Stone Fortress; he planned to wait until he returned to the Arcane Circle before taking action.
However, before Ronan had flown away for long, his expression suddenly changed slightly.
He twirled the Space Ring on his hand and quickly flung it forward.
A huge block of ice flew out of the ring and then exploded in mid-air!
"Hiss!"
Once freed from the ice block, the Ice Crystal Magic Serpent opened its blood-red maw and lunged at him, its eyes, like those of a top-grade ruby, filled with violence, anger, and ferocity.
Ronan remained expressionless as he raised a hand, fingers spread, towards the oncoming Ice Crystal Magic Serpent.
The next second, countless mysterious energies surged from his body, and deep blue, extremely cold veins appeared around him, intertwining into blazing deep blue beams of light that shot straight toward the Ice Crystal Magic Serpent.
[Frost Ray - Frost Veins]! Compared to [Despair Ice Seal], the Extraordinary Magic Domain power of [Frost Veins] focuses more on enhancing the aura of coldness.
The Ice Crystal Magic Serpent was instantly struck by the deep blue beam of light. Extremely cold veins and countless magical powers enveloped it layer by layer, and in an instant, it transformed into a lifelike Ice Sculpture.
Ronan walked up and gently placed his hand on the Ice Sculpture, feeling the restless and increasingly violent aura of the Ice Crystal Magic Serpent sealed within the ice layer. His brows furrowed slightly.
It can only be said that it is indeed an ancient ice-type snake species. Even though its strength is still weak, its resistance to ice magic has reached an unbelievable level.
His ice-based techniques couldn't suppress his opponent for long. This time, the ice would likely remain frozen for a short while before the opponent broke free again.
"Innomie@&Nice#￥#%Traee."
Ronan's eyes flashed, and he quickly recited a series of strange and difficult incantations. He bit the tip of his right finger, and a drop of blood seeped out. Then, he quickly drew a mysterious and complex rune pattern in the air.
Finally, he gently tapped the motionless Ice Crystal Magic Serpent within the ice layer.
Freezing in mid-air, the dark red runes drawn with blood seemed to [Penetration] the ice layer without any hindrance, landing directly on the forehead of the Ice Crystal Magic Serpent.
But it only seeped in briefly before being bounced back out the next second.
"Whoosh—"
A drop of blood grazed Ronan's cheek and shot into the sky some distance behind him.
Ronan slowly wiped away the remaining bloodstains on his cheek, his face revealing no emotion.
He slowly raised his head, stared at the sky in one direction for a while, his gaze shifting between the ice block in front of him and the sky.
Finally, it seems that a certain decision has been made.
Streams of metallic silver, formed from the Nightmare Tungsten Steel, flowed from the cuffs of Ronan's robe, transforming into a dense network of silver chains that firmly bound the enormous Ice Sculpture.
Ronan then cast several more ice spells to thicken the seal, before putting away the ice blocks and turning to fly away.
Silver Magic Ring.
In a corner of a vast forest, within Micro Secret Realm Space.
In the empty and silent space, Bennigo stood at the edge of the secret realm, a black metal pipe dangling from his mouth, calmly and continuously patting out semi-ethereal silver-white runes into the slowly expanding gray area in front of him.
With the injection of runes, the blurry gray area covered with snowflakes seemed to stop expanding and began to slowly recede, gradually becoming clearer.
Ronan took away the Saint Blood Tree, to which Benigo had poured his heart and soul. Bored, Bennigo did little more than occasionally tend to the plant-based potions he cultivated in the space, conduct rune research, and repair the dilapidated and nearly collapsed Secret Realm Space.
Just as Bennigo was busy, he suddenly seemed to sense something.
He casually took out a Communication Stone from his Storage Waist Pouch and gently tapped it to emit light.
After listening to the message transmitted from the Communication Stone, Bennigo frowned, but his eyes flickered. In the end, he put down his work and quickly walked towards the exit of the Secret Realm Space.
Bennigo quickly left the space, bypassed the waterfall, and flew out from the dark, hidden valley.
He hovered in mid-air, waiting quietly in the sky for a while. Suddenly, his eyes were fixed on a certain direction ahead, as if he had seen something extremely unbelievable. He was so stunned and astonished that the black metal pipe he was holding in his mouth almost slipped off.
In Bennigo's view, a dark shadow was flying rapidly toward him.
——
He was a handsome young man with his upper body bare and white hair flying in the wind.
He wore exquisitely crafted shoulder and wrist armor, the deep blue ice crystals growing from the edges unable to conceal his perfectly sculpted, strong, and slender body.
His body was surrounded by scattered ice crystals and snowflakes, his eyes were as blue as stars, and countless cold currents and the aura of the Dharma Domain intertwined and surged throughout his body.
His feet were firmly planted on a terrifying giant serpent, several meters thick and tens of meters long, bound by countless Silver White Metal chains. It had a single horn on its head, scarlet eyes, and looked as if it were carved from pure ice crystal.
The boy gripped the other end of the Silver White Metal chain tightly with both hands, as if he were riding a steed, driving the giant snake to come against the wind.
The giant snake beneath the boy's feet roared furiously, its massive body twisting and turning as if it might break free of its chains at any moment.
The boy casually conjured a fireball and lashed it hard at the giant snake's body. His eyes gleaming, he shouted towards Bennigo from afar, "Bennigo, quickly prepare my things! I will inherit the ancient legacy!!"
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