I Have Seen These Fire-Spitting Ants Before, [Space Stasis Staff]

"Bang bang—thump thump—thump thump—"

Ronan could clearly hear the sound of his heart beating, a rhythm different from his usual heartbeat, with an ancient and primal quality.

The Bloodline Crystal inserted into his heart was now releasing wisps of dark blue mist at a speed several times faster than usual. These gases, containing the essence of blood, flowed throughout his body with his blood. The slippery, sharp voice he had heard in his dream rang in Ronan's ears once again.

"Frost Hecalto! Hecalto!"

An ancient, evil consciousness kept assaulting Ronan's nerves, and he breathed heavily.

With each breath exhaled, intricate and beautiful ice flowers condensed before my eyes.

A surge of violent, cruel, and evil desires arose from the depths of Ronan's heart, giving him a strong urge to freeze and tear everything apart.

This is a process that Soraya mentioned in her research notes on "Bloodline Transplant," which is an inevitable part of bloodline fusion.

Overcoming and controlling the remaining demonic beast will in one's bloodline with one's own will is crucial; failure will lead to an abyss.

However, the bloodline inherited from the Ancient Frost Hydra contains a will belonging to the ancient overlord of magical beasts that far surpasses any prediction Soraya made in her notes.

Only Ronan himself knew how dangerous it was.

"Hecalto..."

Ronan took a deep breath and quietly entered the [[Thoughtless Lake]] state.

Those violent thoughts that surged with blood were quickly frozen and sank to the bottom of the lake of the heart.

Ronan calmed down again, and his consciousness gradually returned to clarity.

"Roar!"

A roar that sounded inhuman suddenly rang out, and a struggle and resistance surged from his palm, accompanied by a slightly burning sensation, growing more and more intense.

Ronan looked up and saw a face completely covered by dense flame patterns reflected in his crimson, diamond-like snake eyes. Curved red horns seemed to be growing from the top of his head, and orange-gold flames filled with madness and evil burned fiercely in his almost black, hollow eye sockets. "Burn... incinerate everything!"

The strange creature growled at Ronan, its voice sounding like several different tones superimposed together, creating a strong sense of unease.

Fragmented images suddenly flashed through my mind.

Ronan suddenly remembered that in the distant past, he had seen such a thing—an ant that would burst into flames and run foolishly among volcanoes. Once his breath froze their territory, they would ignorantly and fearlessly utter angry and ridiculous growls at him, just like now.

Of course, the most interesting thing is that once you crush them at this time, their weak and tiny bodies will explode into a beautiful cluster of sparks with a "pop".

"I really miss it."

Ronan murmured a low, hoarse voice, gently releasing his grip on the other's neck. " In the Ancient Fire Demon!"

Igor let out a roar that shook the void, and the power surging from the depths of his bloodline transformed into an even more blazing flame, burning away the shock and fear that lingered in his heart.

He broke free from the hand that was holding him, stood still, and roared furiously at the sky.

He could feel the Fire Demon Blood of the "Sakiel's Family" within him constantly reviving, and he was growing stronger every second.

The extinguished flames quickly reignited, and the loathsome frost receded from him.

At this moment, the man who had always been above him in the name of his brother seemed to have become less frightening, and he was so close to him.

To take his place! To become the new "king" of the family this generation! A strong desire surged in Igor's heart. He even wanted to thank this filthy, despicable, and foul-smelling Frostblood who appeared out of nowhere. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't have awakened his bloodline so quickly and further.

"Roar!"

Igor was bathed in crimson flames and let out an extremely exhilarating roar.

At this moment, he was the Flame Demon who wielded the ancient fire, the Flame King who would incinerate the world. The world would groan and wail beneath his feet, turning into a pile of charred remains and dying. However, the next second, all the illusory fantasies came to an abrupt end.

A gigantic, grotesque hand, its black fingertips wreathed in dark blue frost, suddenly appeared, tearing through layers of flames. It grabbed Igor's cheek and head, then swung it down violently. "Boom!"

The enormous platform shook violently, and the ancient frost returned, instantly swallowing up all the scorching heat.

The crimson flames were quickly buried by the ancient ice and snow, and billowing cold air rose and churned on the platform like a tsunami.

Amidst the vast expanse of frost and snow, one can faintly see—

A figure with long, flowing hair and a slender, alluring dark blue body was repeatedly slamming a slightly reddish figure onto the ground with one hand. "Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A tremendous sound emanated from the magical projection screen. Outside the secret realm, a group of young wizards standing on Mirror Lake stared intently at the scene displayed on the screen, their eyes twitching slightly.

Even through the barrier of light, they could almost feel the terrifying, violent power contained in each strike.

Frost devours flame, a battle of primal forces.

The vast space was eerily quiet, with a strange atmosphere flowing silently through it.

Finally.

No more sound came from the screen, and all the noise gradually subsided.

Ancient frost settled down, and the figures that had been hidden by wind and snow reappeared.

On the platform covered by a vast expanse of frost and snow, a tall and slender figure stood quietly.

Silver metal flowed over his body, concealing his strong physique with its near-perfect contours. His long, flowing hair, once dark blue, had faded and returned to its original pure white color.

The snake scales on his cheeks and neck had disappeared, and the patterns belonging to the talisman were revealed again.

He was still that young and handsome boy, his face unchanged, calm as ever, only his brows now held a more alluring and noble air, as if he were an heir from some ancient noble family.

At the boy's feet lay Igor, covered in wounds.

The latter lay on the ground, limbs twisted, face up, mouth slightly open, its empty, lifeless eyes showing a dim orange-gold hue, seemingly filled with confusion and helplessness—

Who am I? Where am I? What... just happened? "Uh..."

The deathly silence above Mirror Lake was finally broken by a Stasis sigh emanating from an unknown source.

"How could someone like that appear on the Second Battlefield..."

Everyone gradually became restless, and a constant buzz of discussion filled the arena.

Caloni stared intently at the magic projection screen, at the boy's figure in the image.

Even standing at the pinnacle of Third Level Wizard, just one step away from the Level Four Dawn, as the master of the Third Magic Ring, he was still somewhat shocked and lost in thought.

In a daze, Caloni seemed to see the shadows of the boy in front of him gradually overlapping with those of several people in his memory.

Although they have different styles and their strengths differ greatly, they do seem to be the same type of people.

"I'm starting to believe that this kid isn't Aqi Duo's illegitimate son."

The voice of the Green Robe Witch the Thorn Palace sighed in his ears. Caloni heard her say in a low voice, with a rather complicated tone, "How can that guy Aqi Duo possess such an ancient and powerful bloodline?"

Caloni's eyes flickered, but he didn't answer. Instead, he turned his head to look in another direction.

That's where the Molten Crystal Lake and the Black Nightmare Swamp are located.

He saw a pair of dark, deep eyes beneath the feather mask of the level three wizard leading the Black Nightmare Swamp, staring intently at the scene, seemingly lost in thought.

As for the bald wizard of Molten Crystal Lake, he held the Burning Stone Staff in his hand with his head hanging low, and his face was quite gloomy, even almost ugly.

"What a pity."

For some reason, a feeling of regret suddenly popped into Caloni's mind, and he felt a little disappointed.

"I should have joined their bet."

Ronan stood alone on the mirrored platform, a chill emanating from every pore of his body.

That was the remnant of the Ancient Frost Hydra Bloodline within its body.

He lowered his head, contemplating the changes within himself after this first activation of his bloodline power.

He followed Soraya's principle of "Bloodline Transplant." Although the method of bloodline implantation was primitive and brutal, the whole process was expected to be controllable, gradual, and progressive.

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

Ronan only just realized this as well.

Especially the clash between bloodline powers that are "elementally hostile".

The Ancient Fire Demon bloodline flowing within Igor's body stimulated the violent outburst of the Ancient Frost Hydra Bloodline power.

The majesty of the ancient overlords was challenged, and thus it spontaneously trembled.

In this battle, the Bloodline Crystal in Ronan's heart shrank by nearly one-tenth in one go, and the fusion speed was dozens of times faster than usual.

The bloodline power that he had fused and absorbed lay dormant within his flesh and bones after the battle.

He could sense their presence, but he couldn't freely manipulate them. "Is it because they're still too thin...?"

Ronan looked at his hands; his fair and slender fingers still had some dark blue spots on the tips.

The words "Ancient Frost Hydra Bloodline" have not yet appeared on the talent bar of the Character Panel.

However, Ronan felt that his willpower was undergoing some subtle transformation.

The aura he exuded carried an air of nobility and majesty befitting an ancient overlord.

"Buzz—"

A strange sound rang out, and Ronan felt the platform beneath him slowly rising. At the same time, he felt waves of energy emanating from above.

He looked up.

Seeing the enormous silver orb of light, representing the only source of light in this space, tremble at this moment, a force was calling him to approach.

Ronan stood on the platform, rising higher and higher, getting closer and closer to the silver orb of light.

Finally, he reached a height almost level with the ball of light.

The blinding silver light that appeared when looking up from below unexpectedly softened at this moment, allowing Ronan to clearly see the scene inside the ball of light.

The dense spatial energy washed over Ronan's body in waves of cool water, and the [Mirrorlight] rune in his Consciousness Space began to glow faintly under the influence of this power.

Ronan stared blankly as he saw a magnificent Silver Staff, over a foot long, floating silently in the rich silver light.

The space around the cane had an eerie sense of Stasis. When Ronan's gaze entered that area, it seemed to freeze as well, a feeling he had never experienced before.

Is space Stasis?

Ronan seemed to be deep in thought.

At that moment, a faint and indistinct fluctuation of consciousness emanated from the cane, which he caught.

"Take me... away..."

Ronan blinked and instinctively reached for the Silver Staff.

Unexpectedly, he easily caught the cane.

It could even be said that the Silver Staff seemed to have willingly entered into his palm.

He easily grasped the power that seemed to Stasis everything—light, space, and even time.

At this moment, Ronan felt an unprecedented sense of power, as if he were in control of everything.

"So smoothly?"

He found it incredible.

After going through just a few rounds of selection and defeating several fellow wizards who had come in with him to explore, he obtained the right to inherit this powerful magical artifact whose specific grade he could not even determine.

In that instant, he felt like he had become the "protagonist," his body trembled, treasures came to him, and he could easily reach the pinnacle of life. Ronan couldn't wait to inject his mental energy into the Silver Staff, habitually searching for the core runes inside.

Yet, he felt a consciousness that was indescribable, vast and boundless, cold and powerful like the sea.

That consciousness directly formed a pair of eyes within Ronan's Consciousness Space, pure silver, composed of countless interwoven lines.

She looked down at him with utter indifference.

It seemed to be conveying a message to him—"How dare you?"

Ronan could barely contain himself and trembled. Even the Consciousness Space that he had thought was unbreakable began to shake violently, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

The Ancient Frost Hydra's will deep within seemed to be "enraged" once again by this gaze, showing a tendency to awaken further.

However, at this moment, in the corner of the Consciousness Space, the small [Mirrorlight] seal flickered slightly.

Pure silver eyes paused slightly, as if touched by something.

The cold will that had invaded Ronan's Consciousness Space quickly receded, and the core area inside the Silver Staff also opened up.

"Well"

Ronan was stunned; he hadn't expected such a change to happen.

But instinct compelled him to quickly memorize the rune that was presented to him without reservation.

He didn't even have time to carefully decipher the profound meaning of the runes before he felt himself being enveloped by a powerful spatial force, followed by a "whoosh—"

The familiar feeling of spatial teleportation.

"They're out!"

Outside the secret realm, the figure of the boy holding the silver light suddenly disappeared from the magic projection, and the entire image of the magic projection also disappeared. The expressions of Caloni and the others on Mirror Lake immediately became serious.

"Prepare."

The wizards from the four wizarding factions returned to their respective Magic Airship at an extremely fast pace.

Almost immediately after they finished doing all this, a huge silver vortex appeared above Mirror Lake.

The eyes of the four level -Third Level Wizard, including Caloni, suddenly flashed with a sharp light, and almost simultaneously, they all unleashed their own powerful spells.

However, a strange energy fluctuation was released from the silver vortex, followed by Mirror Lake, the airship, the sky, and the energy fluctuation. Everything, including the strong magical light emanating from the four of Caloni, was also affected.

They were all frozen by a magical force, as if trapped in an absolutely Stasis space, turning into a still and motionless scene.

In the center of this still scene, a boy holding Silver Staff stepped lightly out of the silver vortex.

"Searle Alu Ancient Cave"

As soon as the boy stepped out of the vortex, a deep and majestic incantation of magic came from above.

A vast and powerful spiritual force descended from the sky, instantly tearing apart the still scene and striking the boy holding the silver staff.