Chapter 276: Thorns of Storm and Thunder, Endless Battle

The black spirit enveloped a gray short-tailed goat, which looked honest and cute, with a pair of dark and bright eyes that occasionally flashed a few cunning lights.

Dodor.

Dodor III.

Ronan summoned it out. Dodor III's most powerful ability was to escape and survive. In such an extremely harsh environment, without a map, and wanting to find a way out as soon as possible, it was more appropriate to let Dodor III do this job.

With the guidance of Alazan's soul, Ronan was still certain in his heart.

As soon as Dodor III appeared, he approached Ronan very intimately, rubbing his furry little head repeatedly on his trouser legs.

Ronan took out some spare metal materials and fed it as food, gently stroked the metal wool under its neck, and tried to communicate with it simply with his consciousness.

After he summoned Dodor III, Alazan unexpectedly became quiet.

It was not until Ronan "carefully" dispersed the spirit that protected Dodor III and watched it run away quickly. The small body did not suffer any damage in the environment of thunder and storm. At this time, Alazan slowly spoke.

"Great creation"

Ronan was stunned. This was the first time he heard such generous praise from Alazan.

Before, he broke the record of the spiritual heart lineage when he "reincarnated into a dream" for the first time, but he did not receive much praise from Alazan.

"Even in my time, there were only a handful of wizards who could combine alchemy, forging and metal magic to such perfection. Do you know who created it?"

The image of "alchemist" flashed through Ronan's mind. He was sure that Alazan should have heard of the name "Sibirt", but he didn't say much, just replied lightly: "An ancient alchemist, I don't know his real name."

Arazan was silent for a while, and said softly: "You are much luckier than I expected."

"Lucky? Maybe."

Ronan took a breath, and in the state of "Ancient Demon Body", he followed the footsteps of Dodor III.

Just one step out, it seems to have completely alarmed something.

Dense wind blades and thunder rushed towards him around him.

It was as if there were dozens of wind and electric wizards casting spells at him at the same time, but the power of each spell was not strong.

Ronan raised his arms, and the spirit around him gathered and condensed into a thin layer on his body, like a suit of armor with black smoke and flame effects. The pure physical strength squeezed the air, forming two invisible half-moon-shaped gusts of wind, which swept around fiercely, sweeping away a large area of ​​wind blades and lightning in an instant.

Metal spells were particularly severely restrained by the ubiquitous electric current in the realm of storms, so he did not use titanium as a weapon.

After a wave of elemental offensives was defeated, the scattered wind and electric energy particles spread outward, and soon formed more, wider and more intense chain reactions.

What is a single move affects the whole body?

What Ronan is experiencing now is a real single move affects the whole body.

More wind blades and lightning rolled in, Ronan's long hair danced, and he kept resisting while looking up and looking forward.

In the area where he was, all the storms had been "activated". Lightning was falling like raindrops in front of him, and electric snakes were chasing a small black goat shadow running wildly. That was Dodor III running wildly.

Farther away, waves of stronger thunder and storms were brewing. Ronan even saw elemental life in human form being born in the void.

This was a thorn forest composed of storms and lightning with no end in sight!

And what Ronan was about to do was to open up a way out of this thorn forest with his bare hands!

"Boom!"

The black air wave exploded, and Ronan began to exert his strength. His body was agile and he jumped forward like a dragon.

Several dark purple energy tentacles jumped out from the ground below where the lightning slurry was flowing, whistling and sweeping towards him.

He used his palm as a knife, his spirit as a blade, raised his hand and slashed, directly cutting off several energy tentacles, exploding a large burst of lightning.

A twisted whip of lightning fell from above his head, lashing Ronan fiercely, breaking a small piece of armor made of spirit, leaving burnt and stinging marks on his body surface.

There were also dense wind blade rain and wind blade tides like a group of man-eating sharks.

The air was filled with invisible tearing and pulling forces everywhere, and the cursed wind blew out terrible screams, constantly hitting Ronan's eardrums.

Every time Ronan took a step forward, he would be attacked endlessly from all directions.

He naturally entered the state of [Lake of No Thought], his mind was completely calm, and he devoted himself to the battle.

He tried to control the spirit and make more changes to cope with the ever-changing battle situation. The delicate control of the mental power brought by [Ancient Star Meditation Method] made this possible. This was a process of optimizing and improving Ronan's melee system and removing the dross and retaining the essence.

On the character panel, the proficiency of [Basic Swordsmanship] would increase almost every short period of time.

Ronan crossed the lake of lightning, broke through the invisible barrier of the wind, and the dense forest of thunder whips, where there were "killer bees" formed by wind blades.

Before leaving the south, the large number of healing potions purchased at the Mystic Energy Workshop played an extremely important role at this time.

Bottles of healing potions were poured into his stomach like water, maintaining the continuous consumption of the life light ball.

Under the overwhelming and dense elemental offensive, even the "Ancient Demon Body" could not remain unscathed.

Ronan was inevitably injured and healed continuously. He felt like he was fighting countless enemies who were never tired.

The opponent hardly gave him any breathing space, and attacked him repeatedly in waves, endlessly.

At first, he would open the character panel to check the growth rate of the master-level proficiency of [Austerity Body Forging], but later he completely forgot about it. All he could do was fight, move forward, and fight to survive.

After an unknown period of time, Ronan felt that the pressure that rolled over his body like a tsunami suddenly lightened.

"Hu-Hu-"

He took a deep breath and realized that he had almost caught up with Dodor III.

The little guy looked much better than him. He was standing on a rock wall that had been washed by thunder and storms and completely crystallized. He looked in a direction ahead, and seemed to be a little timid and hesitant.

Ronan climbed up the crystallized rock wall, hugged Dodor III and stroked him to show his approval of its path finding, and fed it some metal, then stood up and looked in the direction where Dodor III was not moving forward.

When he looked up, Ronan was stunned.

The place where he and Dodor III were standing now was a very high slope top, and below the slope was a charred plain that was almost flat.

And on this huge plain that was almost endless, at this moment, it was filled with countless wind element life, electric element life, and storm element life forms intertwined with wind and electricity!

All the element life forms seemed to be looking at him silently with indiscernible eyes.

Countless waves of malicious consciousness gathered together, forming an invisible storm tsunami in the sky, bringing waves of burning and stinging sensations from Ronan's soul.

The subtle energy explosions emitted by countless elemental bodies gathered into a huge and magnificent roar of wind and thunder, as if a huge drum existed between heaven and earth, beating heavily again and again.

"Hiss--"

Ronan stared at the scene in front of him, as if he was shocked and unable to come back to his senses.

"It's not too late for you to choose to turn back now."

The voice of Alazan, who had not appeared for a long time, sounded again, with some kind of admonition.

"Perhaps, we can try to find other ways and solutions."

"Alazan"

Ronan took a deep breath, the shock and emotion in his eyes faded, and he returned to calmness.

"The most respected and oldest witch chief in the Hall of All Spirits..."

Ronan spoke in a low voice, but his eyes lit up little by little, and there seemed to be a bright flame burning in his pupils.

"You must have a lot of stories."

"Tell me, anything is fine."

Ronan straightened his back, stretched his limbs, and his waist-length black hair fluttered behind him like a cape.

He twisted his neck, and his body made a "crackling" sound.

"Otherwise, the next long period of time will be too boring!"

After saying that, Ronan stomped his feet, and the whole person jumped high on the crystallized rock wall, and the black spirit flowed, condensing into a semi-illusory black double sword form in his hands.

At this time, Ronan was like an unstoppable beast, with an extremely high-spirited and domineering attitude, fiercely rushing towards the plain full of elemental enemies.

"Boom!"

The sound of storms and thunders exploding sounded, and the battle broke out again.

"What a madman"

Arazan's low sigh sounded in the void, but soon, it was covered by the fierce battle sound.

Time will not stop for anyone, and I don't know how much time has passed since the silver sand was drained.

The Realm of Storms

"Boom--"

Ronan punched out with a brutal force, smashing the twisted and changing Storm Spirit in front of him to pieces. The slightly reduced residual force broke a high protruding crystal rock behind it, and directly punched a huge hole in the rock wall.

Ronan dodged and hid in, and used his mental power to control the rubble, pinching the scattered rocks together, firmly blocking the hole.

A dozen elemental life forms that were chasing him not far away seemed to lose their sense of Ronan's breath all of a sudden, and their bodies stopped. After wandering around for a while, they gradually dispersed.

"Huh--"

Ronan exhaled a foul breath, sat cross-legged in the cave, picked up Dodor III beside him, held him in his arms and gently stroked him.

Compared to a few months ago, he looks much thinner now.

His cheeks were slightly sunken, and a thin layer of skin and flesh was tightly attached to his face, but his eyes were surprisingly bright. Even when he was sitting, he was like a spear that soared into the sky, with a sharp edge, and a terrifying aura that could not be ignored.

Ronan held Dodor III in his arms, took out the few remaining dry biscuits and put them into his mouth to chew slowly, and drank the clear water in the leather bag in small sips, with a blank expression, as if thinking about something.

A beautiful golden ladybug flew out of his body and quietly landed on the tip of Dodor III's nose.

Perhaps it felt itchy, Dodor III sneezed, and the golden ladybug had already flown to the top of his head.

"Two months ago, I almost thought you were going to die here"

Alazan's voice sounded low, Ronan swallowed the food in his mouth, shook his head, and said calmly: "I am not a madman, nor a fool.

As long as the elemental life with strength beyond the third level, it will avoid it in advance and not provoke it.

You see, my journey seems to be full of dangers, but in fact, everything is under control. I cherish my life more than anyone else. ”

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