Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots

Chapter 332: Chapter 203: Bloodline Evolution (Part 2)

Under his control, a Light Flame Longsword coalesced in the right hand of the Stand-In Puppet, the runes on the blade flowing, emitting a scorching golden light;

In the left hand was an Ice Sword composed of the Water Element; while guiding Dale in Water Element Manipulation, he himself did not neglect practice. The condensed Ice Sword was surrounded by cold air, freezing the surrounding atmosphere;

Meanwhile, the extra-grown third hand held a dark green short knife, an extension of the Scorpion’s poison sting trait, with venom dripping from the blade tip corroding small pits on the ground.

These powerful moldable energy weapons were the effect of the combination of the ”Elemental Affinity” and ”Material Refining” Skills and various synergy bonuses.

The three weapons of different attributes gleamed brightly in the hands of the Stand-In Puppet, forming a perfect attack and defense system.

The Poisoned Thorn Short Knife was responsible for close combat thrusts, the Light Flame Longsword mainly for medium-range attacks, while the Ice Sword served as support.

A flicker of wariness flashed in the eyes of the clone as its body wriggled, the injuries rapidly healing.

Strands of Abyssal Energy converged from all directions, greedily absorbed by its body.

”Enough with the idle talk, let’s begin!”

The Stand-In Puppet emitted a peculiar voice, one that was Ron’s, yet carried a metallic resonance, creating an eerie sense of dissonance.

The clone sighed softly, then took the lead in launching an attack.

Its movements had slowed considerably from before, yet remained astonishingly fast.

A crimson golden energy erupted from its body, enveloping it entirely.

That light was once dazzlingly brilliant, now it dimmed significantly, resembling the last starlight before dawn.

This was the state after further enhancement of ’Life Burst’, but the clone could not emulate the highly efficient and energy-saving trait of ’Boiling Blood’.

——Sound Wave Oscillation - Erosion State!

Invisible ripples spread from the clone’s palm, accompanied by a horrifying whisper, directly targeting the Stand-In Puppet.

The syllables were twisted and ancient, seemingly originating from a distant starry sky, with each note containing the potential to warp reality.

However, just as the sound wave was about to hit its target, Ron raised his hand from afar, also releasing a sound wave vibration.

The two sound waves met in the air, forming an eerie resonance.

But Ron’s version was noticeably purer and stronger, akin to the original versus a pirated version.

His sound wave contained an older and purer starry sky raving, effortlessly suppressing the clone’s attack, even reflecting its sound wave back.

Caught off guard, the clone was struck by its own energy counterattack.

The surface of its body immediately showed countless black spots, as if invisibly corroded.

Seizing the opportunity, the Stand-In Puppet charged forward like lightning, brandishing three weapons simultaneously to form an impenetrable attack net.

Its movements were smooth and swift, combining the Snake Demon’s eerie flexibility with the Scorpion’s explosive power, overall coordination far surpassing any single creature.

The Light Flame Longsword traced a graceful arc, accurately slashing toward the clone’s neck, the airflow from the sword tip even slicing through the air;

The Ice Sword thrust directly at the opponent’s chest, the cold air congealing into a blue trail;

The Poisoned Thorn Short Knife attacked from the side, targeting the clone’s abdomen, leaving a string of dark green, eerie marks.

This trifecta of attacks left almost no room for evasion.

The clone barely constructed a Flowing Shield Wall for defense, but its state was clearly poor.

The shield wall was weak and unstable, surfaces covered in fine cracks, energy flow uneven.

”Crack!”

The Light Flame Longsword struck heavily upon the shield wall, immediately causing a huge crack on its surface.

The energy from the blade seeped into the crack, continuously scorching the structure of the shield wall.

The Ice Sword followed closely, expanding the crack.

The frost penetrated within, coating the crack surface with a fragile layer of ice crystals, further weakening the shield wall’s strength.

Finally, the Poisoned Thorn Short Knife plunged violently into the already severely weakened defense point, easily piercing through, directly into the clone’s chest.

Upon impact, the venom on the Poisoned Thorn Short Knife erupted, spreading from the wound and forming a web of corrosive destruction.

”Ah!” The clone emitted a keening wail, the pain nearly distorting its voice.

Blood spewed from the wound, appearing an eerie black.

Their pitiful posture starkly contrasted with the earlier overwhelming force used against the Crystal Tower Squad and Oliver.

The charred figure widened its eyes, as if seeing the mercy in the opponent’s eyes.

The clone, in a frenzy, charged towards Ron, hands transforming into claws, eyes filled with near-mad determination.

Moves were chaotic and disordered, having completely lost the previous precise control, resembling more the death throes of a wounded beast.

”Die! Die! Die!”

The clone repeatedly roared these words, voice hoarse and despairing.

As its emotions fluctuated, the black spots on its face expanded and contracted, as if some living thing was crawling beneath its skin.

However, the Stand-In Puppet easily dodged the unmethodical assault, its movements fluid as if dancing.

It lightly sidestepped, letting the claws graze past, simultaneously using the momentum to turn, the three weapons striking the clone’s back almost simultaneously.

A dull impact sound, the clone’s body was sent flying, crashing heavily into a half-collapsed crystal pillar, emitting a ”crack” sound.

Ron stood calmly in place, only his fingers slightly moving, guiding each of the Stand-In Puppet’s actions through a Spiritual Link.