Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 385 - 186: The Red Lotus Staff, Ash Witch Molli’er!

"Bzzz— Bzzz— Bzzz—"

Countless black Magic Boxes converged together, numerous pairs of grey wings producing a sound that vibrated the air, appearing from afar like a swarm of chaotic fruit flies.

Ronan saw Young Wizard Donny dive headlong into the "swarm", his staff moving swiftly, raising a thick wall of pure white light around him to block the randomly flying Magic Boxes.

His speed was incredibly fast, shooting in like an arrow released from a bowstring, his target precisely locked on the lone speck of gold within the black Magic Box swarm, quickly closing in.

However, the beautifully shaped Golden Magic Box was far more agile than what others had anticipated.

The moment Donny penetrated the swarm of Magic Boxes, it flapped its wings and actively flew towards the Giant Magic Box Monster above.

Donny’s approach had already captured the attention of the Giant Magic Box Monster. Having lost sight of its culprit for awakening from the statue, "Dudor the Third", it quite naturally turned its full "hatred" towards Donny.

"Whoosh—"

Ronan saw the Giant Magic Box Monster suddenly lower its body, its frighteningly large mouth—which would have reached its ears if it had any—almost bifurcating the entire box, viciously biting down at Donny.

From afar, Ronan saw Donny, who had grown a pair of pure white Wings of Light on his back, pull out several scroll-shaped objects and quickly tear them open.

In an instant, a pure white sun seemingly arose abruptly in his hand, the thick and nearly solidified white light of energy directly resisting the gaping maw of the Giant Magic Box Monster, making the bite seem as if it had clamped onto a massive white lightbulb.

Following that, the Wizard Donny, with his pure white wings fluttering, swiftly flew out from under the mouth of the Giant Magic Box Monster. While the Monster was still contesting with the white Light Ball, Donny proactively retracted his staff and instead took out a palm-sized grey bow. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

If not for the series of mysterious runes that appeared and lit up on the tiny bow, it would have looked like a child’s toy in his hands.

Wizard Donny quickly drew the bowstring, and white Light Arrows naturally formed, shooting out rapidly the moment he released his draw.

Donny fired three arrows in one breath. Despite the considerable distance, Ronan could clearly see Donny’s face turn slightly pale after firing, indicating significant spiritual power consumption.

The three pure white Light Arrows he shot with the bow-shaped Magic Tool started to actively chase the Golden Magic Box.

The Golden Magic Box was extremely fast, and the three pure white Light Arrows were equally speedy, almost too quick for the naked eye to clearly capture, merely seeing a gold light and three trails of white engaged in a chase mid-air.

Seeing the three streaks of white light forming an encircling interception, almost succeeding in blocking off the Golden Magic Box, Ronan narrowed his eyes slightly.

The space around him shattered quietly like a mirror, and his previously stationary figure once again dashed forward with unceasing flickers.

He had originally planned to watch from the sidelines, but the techniques of Donny of the Life Court, a Level 3 Wizard, far exceeded his expectations. Seeing that the other party was about to capture the Golden Magic Box, he couldn’t just stand by without acting, unable to watch as the other claimed the treasure.

Though there was a layer of relationship with Grace, Ronan had no qualms about contesting with him as the guy had been quite hostile towards himself earlier.

And just as Ronan was about to close in on the fray, spiritual power surging in his mind, ready to cast a spell, suddenly...

"Giggle—"

A woman’s light laughter abruptly rang beside his ear.

At this moment, an unprecedented feeling of terrible crisis and horror rose in Ronan’s heart.

The hairs on his hands and back stood on end almost instantaneously.

Instinct compelled Ronan to stop in place.

Before he could ascertain the source of the laughter, he felt an indescribable Spell power burst beside him.

A fiery red, like the magma from the deepest pit of a perennial volcano, carrying terrifying waves of heat that burnt and melted everything, roared past a location less than five meters in front of him.

"Boom— Boom—"

The dreadful heatwave swept through everything, with the path of the flames instantly penetrating the white Light Ball that the Giant Magic Box Monster was struggling against and then striking Wizard Donny, who was holding the miniature bow.

Ronan heard Donny let out a strange shriek, followed by a burst of white light, several times denser than before, radiating from his body, but in less than a second it was submerged by the pure flames.

The terrible red wave of heat "crushed" over Donny, continuing to extend for a great distance.

Wherever it passed, the abandoned metal structures left by the Mechanical Heart melted and collapsed like wax, leaving a stunning trail of melted metal.

The Metal Puppets, Metal Element Life, and even the black Magic Boxes with wings that were engulfed by the flames were countless.

The originally bustling and chaotic fray was forcibly cleared by this unannounced wave of fire, creating a large void.

Even the Golden Magic Box, as if startled, "swooshed" onto the back of the Giant Magic Box Monster and hid itself...

When Ronan, with a slightly stiff expression, lightly touched the semi-melted traces on the surface of his Living Steel armor, he saw—

At the end of the terrible wave of fire, a mass of fiery red Flames burned continuously, almost like the blossoming and withering of flowers, conveying an inexplicable sense of grandeur and beauty.

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