Combination, Activated

Since his falling out with Hecalto, Ronan has stopped restricting his use of the power of the Scarlet Ice.

Although it has lost the Ancient Frost Hydra Bloodline and is no longer blessed with the power of bloodline, [Scarlet Ice] is still a powerful technique that directly points to the Ice Cold True Meaning.

Compared to his time in the Helamus Talent Competition, Ronan has improved significantly in every aspect. He has mastered far more than one type of True Meaning Spell, and his understanding of the power of rules is no longer just a distant illusion.

He was no longer the "puppet" controlled by Hecalto's power, but began to truly understand and master the essence of frost contained in the Scarlet Ice.

"Call--"

The gold faded, and crimson frost emerged.

Above the Valley of Gilded Doors, the power that originally belonged to metal and fire dissipated, completely replaced by two kinds of coldness.

For dozens of miles along the river, the ice had frozen over, and the mountains and forests on both banks were covered with frost and snow.

Ronan hovered high in the sky, slowly taking off the "Molten Embrace" glove from his hand and storing it in his personal space Itai.

Blood-red white hair danced behind him, and countless blood-red ice flowers sprouted, rapidly forming a huge blood-red tornado around him, just like a giant blood-red python poised to devour the sky.

"Frost Covers Corpses."

Beneath the Dawn Mask, Ronan calmly raised his hand, his fingers loosely clenched.

Countless blood-diamond-like crystalline lights gathered in his hand, then condensed into a huge and magnificent blood-red ice halberd.

A terrifying, chilling, and deathly aura permeated Ronan's body, like invisible halberds slightly raised, their sharpness fully revealed.

The power of [Scarlet Ice] represents slaughter, carnage, and death.

Ronan's equally bloodshot eyes seemed to see through the heavy snow and wind, as if he could see the cold and noble figure of a woman hidden behind countless frosts.

He gently raised the ice halberd in his hand, its tip, formed from solidified blood diamonds, aimed at his opponent.

In an instant, forbidden energy surged, and an absolute chill and killing intent emanated from it.

Countless ice crystals condensed into halberd shapes, resembling a shattered, blood-red Ice River, colliding and roaring as they surged forth in a mighty torrent!

"Boom!"

The crimson river of ice halberds crashed violently against the curtain of wind and snow, unstoppable, constantly shattering layers of ice and snow. But just as it was about to reach the woman's figure, it was blocked by a thick layer of deep blue ice.

The deep blue frost power surged rapidly along the long river, freezing the blood-red Ice River formed by countless ice halberds inch by inch. The Ice River rolled back, and Ronan raised the ice halberd in his hand and swept it horizontally.

"Boom!"

Countless ice halberds exploded, and the resulting energy shockwaves created a massive snowstorm of blood red and deep blue hues around the two of them.

"True Intent Level! Freezing Power."

Ronan frowned slightly, holding the ice halberd upside down. He sensed that the Ice Magic sorceress in front of him, who had been attracted by the Ice Emperor Mark, was also using frost magic that had reached the True Meaning level, and was even a power of rules like "Absolute Freeze".

This power could even freeze his Ice Magic, it was incredibly powerful and terrifying. The opponent's understanding of this rule was obviously much deeper than his, it was simply unbelievable.

"Boom!"

Countless frosts burst open from Ronan's feet, like a giant, rapidly blooming blood-red ice flower.

Ronan's eyes flashed, and he stepped through the wind and snow, his figure soaring into the air, rapidly heading away from the Valley of Gilded Doors.

A woman's soft humming came from the opposing wind and snow, and the icy blue aurora reappeared, closely following Ronan's footsteps as it flew into the distance.

"Your Highness."

On the frosty riverbank, the silver-haired witch whispered a question to Serena.

Serena watched as figures flew out from all Valley of Gilded Doors, chasing after Ronan and his companion as they disappeared into the distance. Her beautiful eyes flickered, but in the end, she shook her head.

"Collect the Spirit Shaping Liquid in the pool for now, and use it again when His Majesty the Golden Dawn returns."

Serena casually gave the order, then slowly walked back to her residence, pondering as she took out a Communication Crystal from her Space Ring.

"Katie..."

Ronan sped through the clouds, the intense chill emanating from him condensing all the moisture in the air into tiny, blood-red ice crystals, leaving a long trail of red clouds in his wake.

The deep blue aurora that the woman had transformed into relentlessly pursued him; the two of them, one in front and one behind, were like two ice pythons of different colors chasing each other.

"Click-click-click—"

The sound of ice cracking came from beside me, and a blast of cold air rushed over me.

Ronan turned slightly to the side and saw a terrifying, aurora-like cold current almost grazing his body as it stretched forward, leaving a trail of dazzling ice crystals.

Even the invisible nebula-like Star Force Field seemed to be affected, with the rotating force field showing signs of Stasis for the first time.

Ronan loosened his grip on the ice dagger, then gripped it again, large chunks of ice falling from his hand, a chilling sensation spreading through his fingers.

The Ice Magic sorceress chasing him was even more skilled in Ice Magic than him, and seemed to have a bloodline bonus as well. The two complemented each other so well that even Ronan's [Scarlet Ice] power was suppressed.

Ronan calmly gripped the ice halberd and slashed it fiercely behind him. The halberd's edge slashed out a crescent-shaped blood-red ice wheel, carrying a strong sense of killing intent and death, and slashed fiercely at the relentlessly pursuing deep blue aurora.

The crimson ice wheel exploded, and the deep blue aurora paused slightly.

The next second, that clear, cold voice, like shattered ice, came again.

"Is all you can do to run away?"

Ronan did not answer and continued flying forward.

However, blood-red ice halberds kept forming around him and shooting out behind him.

Somewhere far from the Valley of Gilded Doors, Ronan suddenly stopped, holding a blood-red Ice Crystal Halberd, and turned around, calmly watching the rapidly approaching deep blue aurora.

The aurora stopped several miles away from him, and the snow was still falling heavily, making it impossible to see the exact shape of the figures within.

"Not running away anymore?"

A cold gaze pierced through the snow and landed on Ronan's face like a needle. "Hand over the other half of the Ice Ring, and I'll let you go now."

Ronan took a deep breath, held the halberd in both hands, and stepped forward to slash vertically.

A chilling intent slashed out in an instant, condensing into thin shards of blood-red light in the void. In a flash, it tore through the layers of wind and snow in front of it, and then dissipated as quickly as the wind.

The wind and snow that had been obscuring the view broke through, revealing a woman's figure, ethereal and stunningly beautiful. Ronan's gaze lingered briefly on the woman's face before moving down, finally settling on an exquisite brooch on the left side of her robe, resembling countless overlapping snowflakes.

"Frost Leader."

Ronan raised his eyes, looking at the stunningly beautiful woman before him, and calmly asked, "Ice Flame Iris, the Lanster Family... Have you ever heard of this name?"

"In the Land of Extreme Frost, every year old surnames disappear and new surnames rise."

The weak will inevitably be eliminated by the laws of nature.

Elsa took a step forward with an indifferent expression, and the wind and snow that Ronan had previously torn apart closed up again, even more fiercely.

The cold wind howled, carrying Elsa's icy voice.

"Hand over the Ice Ring, or you'll be the next one eliminated by the ice and snow!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying chill emanated from the icy storm and swept towards Ronan. Numerous icy veins rapidly spread through the void, freezing everything in their path.

"It seems you knew."

Ronan ignored the rushing cold air in front of him and instead looked toward the direction behind Elsa, where several powerful auras were rapidly approaching.

"I don't really want to be watched by people. This amount of time should be enough."

Ronan muttered to himself, gently tightening his grip on the long spear in his hand.

In an instant, an endless stream of bone-chilling cold erupted from his body, countless ice flowers condensed, soared into the sky, merged with each other, and finally formed a phantom of an eight-headed frost python, raising its head and letting out a silent roar.

"Buzz buzz buzz—"

The Ice Crystal Halberd in Ronan's hand vibrated incessantly, releasing a boundless aura of solemnity and desolation.

With the [Instinctive Grip], Ronan, wielding a long spear, thrust it forward with what appeared to be a slow but actually swift motion.

In an instant, the celestial and terrestrial energy pathways of a void were activated, and terrifying energy pressure was applied to the eight-headed giant python.

The latter eight birds cried out in unison, colliding fiercely with the cold wind and storm before them.

"Boom!"

A violent explosion was heard, and rolling snow surged out, forming a huge Ice Ring mixed with red, blue and white colors, which slowly spread outwards.

At this moment, this entire battlefield was completely transformed into a world of ice and snow.

Two frost powers clashed fiercely, and Ronan was enveloped in the raging blizzard, surrounded by chaotic cold currents.

Elsa's power seeped in through his protective force field, causing a Stasis feeling in his blood.

Ronan held his halberd in one hand, blood-red ice flowers blooming in his eyes, his long hair billowing as he tore through layers of ice and snow before him, steadily moving closer to Elsa's location.

For millions of years, beneath the ice and snow, countless conspiracies, betrayals, killings, and deaths have been concealed.

Blood-red ice halberds, representing warfare and slaughter, appeared around him, like the scales of an eight-headed serpent spreading out, trembling and tearing everything apart.

"Boom—Boom—"

Ronan relentlessly advanced toward Elsa's position with an almost tyrannical manner, while the eight-headed blood python roared behind him, tearing apart layers of icy storms.

Suddenly, Elsa's icy power surged more than tenfold.

Ronan stopped abruptly and looked in Elsa's direction. He saw that Elsa was now radiating blinding beams of light, like a dangerous, eerie blue light emanating from a glacial fissure, one, two, three, four.

The moment the eighth ice diamond, representing the Elemental Spirit Crystal, appeared on Elsa, Ronan's eyes flickered slightly.

Eight-Star Elemental Spirit!

Although the eighth Elemental Spirit Crystal is significantly smaller in both size and brightness than the other seven brilliant crystals, it still truly represents that Elsa's elemental grade is the same as Juventus's —eight stars!

The moment Elsa activated her Elemental Spirit True Body, the freezing power belonging to Elsa in the void immediately surged.

It was as if invisible icebergs were constantly pressing in from all directions. One after another, the blood-red ice halberds surrounding Ronan exploded, his figure Stasis, and a thin layer of white frost formed on his skin. Even the eight-headed giant python phantom formed by [Scarlet Ice] showed signs of freezing and collapsing under this terrifying freezing power.

"The Lanster Family stole the Ice Ring of the Far North; now, it's time for me to take them back from you."

Elsa's ethereal and indifferent voice seemed to emanate from an ancient glacier. She walked step by step toward Ronan, step by step, treading on the aurora.

Ronan froze, motionless, like a pitiful moth trapped in thick ice.

His expression remained calm; he merely glanced at Elsa before slowly releasing the Bloody Ice Halberd from his hand.

"Burst!"

"Boom!"

The phantoms of the long spear and the eight-headed giant python exploded simultaneously, forming a blood-red frost storm under layers of freezing power. The terrifying power raged out, but Elsa just watched calmly. She raised a hand, and more frozen traces appeared in the void, forcefully suppressing the blood-red frost storm little by little.

Once the crimson storm had completely dissipated, Ronan's figure had vanished without a trace.

Elsa's eyes flickered slightly, and she quickly released her mental power, inch by inch crushing through the void of the entire battle group, finally frowning.

"Did they run away?"

"How could that be?"

Elsa's consciousness had barely processed a single thought when a calm voice suddenly rang in her ears.

Elsa's body tensed instantly, and she turned around abruptly.

The next second, a huge shadow that was rapidly rising was reflected in the constricted pupils.

"Call--"

Ronan's breathing was even, and his Mara Body rose and fell slightly, like an ancient demon mountain gradually awakening from the wind and snow.

The omnipresent freezing power in the void, when applied to the demonic body, immediately shattered itself, like flakes of snow being crushed on a reef.

Countless arcs of light intertwined to form the shape of blood-red lightning. His blood-stained frost hair had now completely turned dark red. The viscous Dead Sea expanded continuously beneath Ronan's feet, with countless Dark Red Threads surging out, forcefully carving out a domain in the icy, frozen void that was completely free of any remaining cold air.

"Click-click-click—"

A crisp, bone-crackling sound rang out from Ronan's body, and his demonic form continued to grow.

First Spiral Palace, Second Spiral Palace, third-layered, fourth-layered

It continued until the Fifteen-Layered Spiral Palace before finally stopping.

During his six months in the Valley of Gilded Doors, Ronan had already opened up the [Spiral Palace] to the fifteenth level, and his demonic power had become much more magnificent and terrifying than it had been six months ago.

"Tear—"

Ronan, looking down from his vantage point, reached out and grabbed at Elsa.

Where the palm landed, countless dark red veins, resembling blood vessels, gently contracted, followed closely by dense, Dark Red Threads.

The space where Elsa stood was like a blank sheet of paper being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, revealing countless creases.

Before Ronan's right hand could even land, Elsa's Elemental Spirit True Body was already showing signs of collapse.

For the first time, shock and panic appeared on her usually aloof and noble face. She retreated rapidly, while simultaneously channeling more and more powerful icy energy towards them.

"Swish swish——"

Threads of Dark Red Threads pierced through layers of void, accurately acknowledging the omnipresent freezing power, and finally quickly wrapped around Elsa's body.

Elsa's eight Elemental Spirit Crystal quickly dimmed, and she withdrew from her Elemental Spirit True Body.

She struggled and resisted, but the next moment her body trembled and she froze in place.

A large, blood-stained hand gripped Elsa's fair and slender neck tightly. Ronan held her by the neck like a chick and slowly lifted her up.

All the icy coldness rapidly dissipated from his body, leaving only a viscous sea of blood that continued to expand.

Where is your mark?

Ronan looked calmly at Elsa, whose face was as white as snow, and asked softly.

Before Elsa could answer, Ronan suddenly saw a beam of light burst forth from the center of her chest.

At the same time, the Ice Ring mark imprinted deep in his soul suddenly began to vibrate violently.

Two marks emerged from the two individuals' bodies and quietly merged with the void between them, forming a complete ring-shaped mark symbol.

The moment the mark was completed, a strange fluctuation emanated from it.

Immediately afterwards, endless bursts of white light shot out, engulfing Ronan and Elsa together.

"Whoosh—"

A blinding white light flashed across the void, then quickly vanished, along with the figures of Ronan and his companion.

When the wizards who had chased them all the way from the Valley of Gilded Doors arrived, all they found before them was a desolate, empty battlefield.

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