Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 481 - 221: The Last Step

"Daring Law!"

The white palace’s phantom trembles, as the Unicorn beats its wings, letting out burst after burst of neighing sounds.

Rich white light surges from within Adam, as well as from his ornate Knight Armor, solidifying into a semi-translucent round shield...

Finally, it collides solidly with Ronan’s fist.

"Boom!"

As if a meteor burning with white flames smashed down, it shatters the majority of the Battle Platform, sending up a cloud of dust and debris.

Ronan stands expressionlessly at the former location of Adam, his finger lightly tapping his brow, suppressing the relentless mental waves in his mind.

The heritage of the "Spiritual Power Dawn" magic spell lies in this very strength.

Every magic spell carries a certain psychological impact and intimidation effect, and even someone with a will as steadfast as Ronan could not avoid being influenced to some extent.

During this brief pause, a figure has already burst through the rubble and charged out of the dust below.

At this moment, Adam appears quite disheveled; his originally smooth and handsome face, carved like marble, is now tarnished with dust, and his meticulously combed blond hair is also a lot more disordered.

Beneath him, the Double-winged Unicorn wobbles; he looks at Ronan incredulously with one hand placed on a spot on the breastplate of his armor—there, an unmistakably obvious dent and crack is visible.

"You..."

Adam takes a deep breath, his gaze solemnly focusing on Ronan, just as he’s about to speak.

"Crack—"

Before he can finish his sentence, Ronan’s figure has already disappeared from the line of sight, as the sound of lightning stroking resonates again.

Adam’s eyebrows twitch fiercely, and he almost instantaneously places a hand over his heart.

Transparent ripples, like water, emanate from his chest.

At that moment, the flow of time seems to slow down by dozens of times, and in Adam’s vision, he sees an extremely blurred black shadow tearing through the waves, charging straight down towards him.

His eyes instantly become resolute and determined, as if nothing in the world could shake his inner resolve anymore.

Rune after rune lights up on his Rider Spear, a flare ignites at the tip of the spear, and beams of light fall from the Void above, enveloping his figure...

The terrifying majesty rapidly accumulates to its peak; Adam raises the spear with both hands, the massive and magnificent Magic Domain Qi Mechanism condenses, and atop the spear, it looks as if a grand Temple stands tall.

Beneath him, the Double-winged Unicorn silently lifts its front hooves, and together, man and steed, in the stance of a knight’s charge, turn into a white comet, colliding fiercely with the black shadow that is swiftly nearing!

"Boom!"

"Boom! Boom!"

In the platform space, continuous sounds echo like that of colliding meteors.

Two overwhelmingly oppressive forces relentlessly clash against each other—the phantom of the white palace and the lingering massive shadow collide and vie against one another, the spectators could barely catch a glimpse of the combatants, only able to determine the location of the fight by the recurring folds and ripples in the Void.

The cries like those of a wailing infant ring out, as multiple-legged, multi-eyed creature with innumerable tentacles—the Magic Domain’s Mother of the Unpure—starts to writhe. Li Weiqi’s hands some how now hold a grotesque item, which looks like an eyeball-studded live octopus or a bunch of purple grapes just scooped out from something, still dripping with viscous fluid.

Li Weiqi’s eyes are cold, his mouth rapidly chanting indecipherable and bizarre magic spells.

The "Purple Grapes" in his hand burst one after another in the sound of chanting, spraying out a disgusting unidentified juice.

These juices are completely devoured by the Mother of the Unpure, and then she spews out palm-sized purple triangles from her oral cavity device, resembling mysterious runes or some kind of evil Curse Power; upon their emergence, they actively pursue one of the figures engaged in the fray, like a school of fish.

Among the few, Selena is the only one not joining the melee, quietly watching from the side, as if the scene before her has nothing to do with her.

The fierce struggle continues, with a pace almost not allowing the Wizards watching to have the gap to think or discuss.

Until a certain moment.

A loud booming sound is heard; Li Weiqi’s chanting abruptly comes to an abrupt halt.

Following that, everyone both in and out of the arena sees—in the Void, the phantom of the white palace suddenly "collapses," a figure is seen flying out backward as if shot from a cannon, hitting the edge of the platform space’s Energy Shield and being slowly blocked and falling down.

It’s Adam, with one hand on his spear and the other clutching his chest, kneeling on one knee!

At this moment, Adam’s armor is covered in cracks, his head buried deep between his shoulders, his blond hair disheveled, and from his mouth, he continuously coughs up copious amounts of fresh blood...

Upon seeing this, everyone’s expression freezes.

However, before they can display more expressions on their faces, an outraged cry from Li Weiqi is already heard from the other side of the platform space.

Looking up, Li Weiqi is being relentlessly pushed back by a pursuing figure at this moment.

The dense purple triangles in the Void, swarm-like, under Li Weiqi’s control, lunge at the figure but utterly fail to stop the latter’s advance.

Space folds upon itself layer upon layer in front of this figure, as if he were a human-shaped blade, ceaselessly breaking through the multiple Force Fields set by Li Weiqi.

Li Weiqi holds a black magic book in his hands, chanting so rapidly that individual syllables are indistinguishable.

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