Magicians never make wishes

Chapter 86 You like to never let people finish speaking, don't you?

After undergoing three enhancements, the "Healing Spell" has begun to show differences in form compared to the original.

Ronan speculated that the reason it changed from a slightly larger cluster of light to a smaller sphere of light was due to the enhancement of the treatment effect, which involved condensing life energy.

As for the color changing from green to white, it's because it has gained purifying power.

Moreover, the light sphere's flight speed also increased significantly.

With a flick of his finger, Ronan sent the white orb flying toward Arabella and merging into her body.

In an instant.

Arabella's body emitted a faint white light, and the penetrating wound on her chest, caused by the interaction of blood poison and the Yin Box Stone, gradually healed.

The white light automatically locks onto unclean energy and quickly concentrates it at the wound site.

Ronan immediately pulled off Arabella's clothes, driving out the dark green toxins slowly.

Although he had seen Arabella shirtless before, seeing her so close again still stirred something within Ronan.

He quickly turned his head to look at Blood Lord, who had regained his senses.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he was breathing heavily. Only then did he realize that everything that had just happened was a hoax.

But he was still shaken, and his gaze toward Ronan was both fierce and fearful.

Blood Duke considered himself to be of above-average strength among the mentors.

But he couldn't win over the student in the green collar uniform.

While academic level does not represent actual combat strength, it is still one of the indicators. Without strength, one cannot become a mentor.

Apart from the Blood Master Higgs, few arcane apprentices are stronger than their arcane mentors.

Not to mention the ordinary level 2 students who are not even as good as the arcane apprentices.

Blood Duke originally intended to teach Arabella a lesson.

She should have the president of the association apologize to her and publicly clarify the situation.

As for this Level 2 student, he can be killed easily without much effort.

But who would have thought that this person's strength was so formidable, with a myriad of methods and magical power far exceeding that of ordinary people—

He was completely outmatched.

Blood Lord found it unbelievable even to himself when he thought about it.

"Who are you? With skills like that, how come you're still a green-collar trainee?"

Blood Duke twitched the corners of his mouth, trying to appear friendly, and said, "I can recommend you to become—"

boo.

A thick white ray suddenly struck, shattering Blood Duke's upper body.

The remaining part consisted only of his unsupported lower body and the regular cuts caused by the rays.

"You like to never let people finish speaking, don't you?"

Ronan stretched out one hand, with remnants of energy from the "Burning Ray" still visible around his index finger.

He glanced at Arabella, whose injuries were gradually healing, and a slight smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.

He was about to remove the shield and take Arabella to the medical ward.

They thought that the Blood Duke mentor was dead beyond any doubt, but to their surprise, the Blood Duke's lower body not only did not collapse, but instead gushed out more and more blood.

Ronan made a quick decision and immediately fired another powerful ray.

This is clearly something unexpected is about to happen; he doesn't have the habit of waiting for others to make a move.

His consistent style is to give the enemy no chance and nip any threat in the bud.

As mental strength increases again, the power of the "Burning Ray" also increases.

With that one shot, Blood Duke's lower body, which was standing in place, vanished instantly.

All that remained was blood splattered throughout the passage, a rather gruesome sight.

"Finally, we've taken them down," Ronan sighed inwardly.

This Blood Duke can still cause trouble even without his upper body; he truly deserves to be called a mentor-level figure.

Ronan suddenly thought that he should use the soul-devouring function of the Mask of Truth, and not waste such a soul.

However, he activated the Soul Devouring function several times, but it did not respond at all.

He considered two possibilities given this situation.

Either the Mask of Truth malfunctions, its soul-devouring function is impaired, and it cannot perform as intended.

Either Blood Lord didn't die.

Ronan leans more towards the second possibility.

Because he had already seen the blood on the ground and walls writhing and turning into tiny blood droplets.

Tiny blood droplets gathered together to form large blood spheres, which then merged to form a complete blood-red figure.

This process may seem slow, but it actually happens in an instant.

Ronan was distracted for a moment and missed the best opportunity to fire the ray.

But he wasn't upset; it wasn't too late to have a go now.

The "scorching ray" struck, and a large portion of the blood-red figure was wiped out by the thick ray.

This time, after firing one ray, Ronan immediately fired two more.

Three rays covered every part of the blood-red figure.

The blood-red figure was erased once again.

But Ronan noticed that the blood on the surrounding walls and floor did not decrease at all.

In an instant, the same scene played out again.

The blood on the walls and floor began to writhe again, turning into tiny blood droplets.

Blood droplets gathered together to form a large blood sphere, which then merged into a complete blood-red figure.

The same process was completed in the blink of an eye.

Ronan understood: unless the blood on the walls and floor was dealt with first, Blood Lord could keep re-forming his physical body.

He carefully examined the entire passage and found that not only the walls and floor, but even the ceiling of the passage was smeared with large patches of blood.

If he wanted to remove all the blood, his methods simply wouldn't allow it.

Or rather, it's simply impossible to remove completely.

Current methods can only carry out large-scale attacks, completely blasting all the blood-stained areas into dust.

But he couldn't do that.

This is inside the Mystic Society. Reckless destruction will cause the entire area to collapse, and he and Arabella on the ground will not be spared.

Not wanting to damage the environment, Ronan immediately thought of another method.

He quickly conjured several elemental ice arrows in front of him, and without saying a word, fired two arrows each at the floor, wall, and ceiling.

Blood is a liquid; if it freezes, how can it regenerate?

Ronan deliberately controlled the power of the ice arrows to prevent them from passing through walls or burrowing into the ground, thus failing to achieve their freezing effect.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh————

Six ice arrows were launched simultaneously.

Upon hitting the blood, the ice arrow shattered immediately.

The liquid blood was instantly sealed, freezing into thin sheets of blood ice.

The temperature in the passage dropped rapidly, and even Arabella, who was unconscious, instinctively shrank back.

Looking at the frozen red blood, Ronan breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as it remains liquid, elemental ice arrows can still be effective.

However, what happened next shattered his understanding.

On the walls, the floor, and the ceiling of the passage, the blood ice shattered inch by inch, turning from solid ice into loose snow, and then into thick blood.

The freezing effect lasts only a moment before the blood returns to normal.

Ronan was completely stunned; he had never imagined that anyone could be so difficult to kill.

Is this what a life-type mage is like?

It can regenerate and revive in various ways, and it's impossible to kill it.

If Ronan hadn't had so much mental energy, most people would have been worn down to death long ago.

Nevertheless, when faced with the regrouped blood-red figures, he still unleashed three beams in quick succession, nipping them in the bud.

On the surface, this scene appears to be Ronan unilaterally overwhelming a mentor-level figure with his combat prowess.

In reality, both sides have entered into a war of attrition, waiting to see who will give up first.

Either Ronan exhausts Blood Lord's regeneration chances, completely reaping his life, and uses the Mask of Truth to devour his soul.

At that time, Ronan will not only save Arabella, but also gain a new soul.

Either Ronan's mental energy was exhausted, and he had to use his last bit of protective willpower at the critical moment.

Then, in order to protect itself, the deity will instantly perform a miracle.

If it really comes to that, Ronan will definitely try to find a way to get Arabella away from him first.

He didn't know what principle governs the selection of objects when a miracle is forcibly performed.

Is it the person closest to you, or will you be forced to make a wish simply because you are within a certain range?

When Dunshan was forcibly descended, he was unable to obtain any valuable information due to a lack of reference points.

But staying away is definitely the right thing to do.

Ronan pondered to himself, and then began a war of attrition with Blood Lord.

In order to conserve his mental energy to the greatest extent, he controlled the power of the "Scorching Ray" to only a degree sufficient to eliminate the blood-red figure.

This extends the duration of the war of attrition.

The war of attrition lasted for some time, with no clear winner.

Ronan's mental energy was also largely depleted.

He didn't know how many more times the Blood Duke could regenerate, but judging from the blood in the surrounding environment, it seemed much lighter than at the beginning.

Fortunately, after three enhanced "healing spells," Arabella is basically fine now.

Ronan was thinking that if his mental energy was running low, he would wake Arabella up and have her go outside to call for help.

If that's the case, she'll definitely leave this place, and then the arrival of the mortals shouldn't involve her anymore.

She can't do that now, otherwise if she goes out to call for help and comes back just in time to see the arrival of the mortals, then it will all be for nothing.

Just then, the sound of footsteps approaching came from afar.

Ronan turned around and saw a familiar face.

With sparse hair, a bloated and obese appearance, the person who came was none other than Director Dick.

Ronan immediately spoke up, taking the initiative: "Director Dick, Lord Blood Duke was coming to take revenge on you, but I stopped him for you."

"This is... Arabella?"

Director Dick immediately spotted Arabella lying on the ground and asked, "What happened?"

He stared wide-eyed, taking in the writhing blood around him, the regenerating crimson figures, and Ronan's occasional attacks—all of which made him understand what was unfolding.

"Let me help you!"

Director Dick swaggered over, pulled out a long-handled wand, and pointed it directly at the regenerating blood-red figure.

His wand was topped with a magical stone that emitted a green glow.

This is a special gem that can amplify the spellcaster's mental power; it's obviously very valuable.

With the amplification of his wand and the gem in his hand, Director Dick's mental attacks were enhanced like never before.

"A mental prison!"

He shouted and unleashed his full-force mental magic towards Ronan in an instant.