Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 456 - 211: The Weak Should Be Favored, Lucky One, Lin Disi!_2

For an Undead Wizard, when their nurtured Undead Servant perishes, it certainly means a significant reduction in overall Strength.

Even if Andriel wins this battle by luck, he will fall from the First-tier Group, like a tiger that has lost its claws, probably unable to go much further.

Huge blocks of dark green Magic Energy sway with stunning and terrifying brilliance, like a Crystal Potion Bottle shattered on the ground, splashing deadly poison everywhere.

In this mysterious and tragically beautiful scene, a figure faintly emerges from somewhere in the Void.

It is a black giant wolf over five meters tall, its body semi-transparent and burning with a deep blue, cold fire.

"Howl—"

The giant wolf raised its head and howled, its sound long and filled with a thick, ancient desolation.

Ronan’s figure trembled slightly, finally finding the source that made his soul shiver.

The next moment, he saw the semi-transparent black giant wolf sprinting toward Andriel, completely ignoring the terrifying dark green brilliance around it, as if running independently in another Space.

As it got close to Andriel, the black giant wolf leaped up high...

"Boom!"

An intense wave of energy erupted suddenly, the blinding light made everyone squint involitively.

When all the light faded, everyone saw Andriel kneeling on the ground, his expression shocked, staring blankly at a certain spot, reaching out as if to grasp something, then the next second, he toppled forward stiffly.

Andriel wasn’t dead, but everyone on the Stone Pillar could feel his soul’s aura rapidly weakening, clearly having suffered a heavy blow.

Standing before where he fell, a figure stood calmly.

A strong youth in a peculiar Beast skin Magic Robe.

Ancient Spirit Witch Awaki!

Ronan’s pupils shrank slightly, and at this moment, a tsunami-like buzz of discussion had already erupted around him, even more so than during his battle with Jupiter.

It was indeed too shocking, too unexpected!

Even Ronan’s expression began to turn solemn.

As a fellow top-tier Heaven’s Pride, he always felt that apart from Selena, whom he found most inscrutable, the gap between others wouldn’t be especially huge.

But Ewaqu shattered this perception, Andriel seemed to have little resistance against him, and in the end, was straightforwardly mortally wounded and defeated.

"Ancient Spirit Witch’s methods?"

"Seems to be a direct soul-attacking method..."

Ronan pondered how he would face Ewaqu if it came down to it.

The result was no method; he could perhaps rely on soul power to resist hard, or end the battle before the opponent had a chance to use that technique.

Ronan scanned the surroundings and saw everyone who remained on the battlefield. After witnessing Awaki’s defeat of Andriel, the majority began to show less pleasant expressions, glancing at Andriel with varying degrees of apprehension.

Among those whose expressions haven’t changed much were Selena, Adam... and that fellow Angelie.

After this battle, both inside and outside the arena, the atmosphere gradually became heated.

Without several bouts, the second round of ranking battles soon reached another climax—

Lufer from the Crimson Tower faces Wenules, the inheritor of Giant Stone Peak, the weird young man who always sits on the shoulder of a rock Puppet.

Lufer had been chased by the Giant Stone Peak’s Wenules for two whole years, a fact many knew, and now they met again in the ranking battle, truly giving a sense of "fated rivals."

Compared to the battle three years ago in the Goblin plain, Lufer had grown much stronger.

The Ancient Blood Secret Technique he practiced, passed down by the Crimson Tower, had evidently advanced quite significantly, the grotesque fleshy demon body growing to nearly four meters high, even more exaggerated than Ronan’s "Ancient Giant Demon Form."

However, for a normal wizard, although Lufer looked like a little giant, compared to Giant Stone Peak Wenules’s rock Puppet, he still seemed like an insignificant "little one."

The latter almost surged in size as soon as he appeared on the stage, growing to over a hundred meters tall, like a small mountain, nearly unable to fit on the large Battle Platform.

Although fighting strength isn’t entirely linked to size, anything that grows beyond a certain limit is likely to undergo a qualitative change.

The relatively "narrow" Battle Platform was actually limiting Wenules’s performance, yet even so, Lufer was overwhelmed with distress.

His Blood Series Spell, when pitted against an Earth Wizard whose body had completely transformed into stone, faced severe suppression, a bizarre and strong Strength could hardly play four or five tenths.

Plus being completely suppressed in terms of spiritual cultivation, thus even with the flames of hatred driving Lufer in continuous "Burst Seed"... he still ended in failure.

Ronan sat on the Stone Pillar, looking far away at Lufer retreating with a wounded body under Wenules’s joyful and sharp laughter, seemingly feeling his inner unwillingness, frustration, and rage...

"Poor Lufer... His whole world must be snowing now..."

Ronan felt sympathy for Lufer.

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