Wizard Bloodline

Ronan stood up from his position and walked slowly towards the potion garden. As he walked, he said: "So is this the same plan you had for me before?

Let me take the initiative to challenge Travis, activate my full potential in a last-ditch battle, and defeat brilliantly enough. In this way, I can win the awe of some people and virtually solve a lot of troubles...

Is this a way to survive after death? "

"It can also attract further attention from Lanny and others, which will bring you more pressure and give you more motivation."

Benigo knocked on the pipe in his hand and said softly in a sighing tone: "Damien, believe me, you will gain far more in this process than you lose.

Just like now, aren't you growing up much faster than normal? "

"You're right."

Ronan walked to the nursery of the potion garden. After Benigo took care of it for so long, the barren land under his feet had become much more vibrant than before.

There were many more plant-based magic potions, and a small area was divided separately. A solitary seed was planted on the moist and sticky dark red mud.

The seeds have finger-long pink buds, and if you look closely, you can see numerous slender veins like blood vessels throughout.

"Can I ask you a few questions? Benigo."

Ronan squatted down next to the seed, and there was silver-white metal flowing in his hand, condensing into a knife, and gently cutting the flesh on the pads of his fingers.

"Am I really unable to advance to Level 2 in three months?"

“Promoting to the second level requires crystallizing mental power, which requires the power of the crystallized rune array.

In three months, with the abilities of the two of us, we were unable to gather the materials needed to build a crystallized array."

Benigo said calmly: "This is not a problem that can be solved by hard work, Damien."

"Crystalized Array."

Ronan nodded thoughtfully, "I understand."

He watched the bright red blood flow out from the wound on his finger and drip onto the sprouting seeds of the Holy Blood Tree. The seeds swayed slightly, as if they were enjoying the watering of a sweet rain.

Because the vitality in his body was too much and had not yet been completely replenished, Ronan specially dripped more blood this time.

"What kind of combat power should a genius with the status of a three-ring wizard have? Like you, everyone has at least mastered the power of a transcendent realm of resonance?"

"You underestimate the difficulty of a legal resonance. Not to mention the seventh magic circle, even in the entire Silver Magic Circle, there are not many people who can comprehend a legal resonance at the second level."

Benigo puffed out a smoke ring, and a plain voice drifted from behind the dissipated smoke.

"There is also a difference between the third ring and the third ring. The fourth ring is almost qualified to live in ten meditation towers, and I have been infinitely close to the fifth ring..."

Ronan raised his head and glanced at Benigo's position, his face really surprised.

five rings

Only now did he realize that he only knew that Benigo was once a third ring, but Benigo never said that he was only a third ring.

"And it was only after the peak that I entered a legal resonance..."

Benigo's voice seemed to be a little more lonely, but he continued: "The ancient potion formula that I have mastered relies on brain-eating flowers as the main ingredient. It is said to increase your chance of entering a realm of legal resonance in advance. In fact, It's not what you think.

It has nothing to do with understanding the legal realm. Its real function is to develop your brain..."

"Develop your brain?!"

Ronan was startled.

"right."

Benigo pointed at his head with the pipe and said: "The brain is the residence of the soul. This potion can make you smarter, improve your wisdom, and thus enhance your ability to understand and comprehend spells.

As for the improvement of mental power, it is only a side effect.

However, this process is extremely painful. A normal first-level wizard, even one with a strong willpower, can only take one bottle."

"Can the potion you mentioned be taken again?"

Ronan's eyes shimmered.

Benigo nodded, "But you cannot take it continuously. Every time you take another bottle, the pain you suffer will double than the last time. It exceeds the limit of what you can bear, and may even cause your soul to collapse."

"How many bottles did you take?"

Ronan asked quickly, knowing that Benigo must have tried it himself.

"Three bottles."

Benigo said calmly: "It has exceeded my endurance limit. The reason why I am like this now may not be without the sequelae caused by over-medication..."

"How many bottles of potion can be prepared from this brain-eating flower? How long will it take?"

"I'm not sure, but the two bottles you need are certainly enough."

Benigo thought for a while and said: "You can use the extra materials to prepare the resources needed for the crystallization array..."

"good."

Ronan nodded, stood up from the Holy Blood Tree seeds, looked at Benigo and said, "One last question.

Did you know that Spiert is the wizard of the Court of Mirrors? "

"Where did you hear this rumor?"

Benigo frowned and said: "The legend about the legendary wizard Spierte has been widely circulated on this continent before the birth of the Court of Mirrors. You believe that Spierte came from the Court of Mirrors, but It’s better to believe that the Garden of Mirrors also received the inheritance left by Spierte..."

"Is that so?"

Ronan's eyes flashed with thoughtfulness and he nodded, "Then let me know when you have prepared the potion."

From Benygona, walk back to Blueberry Lodge.

Ronan looked at everything around him. The French Ring City was in a completely different state than before.

If the Dharma Ring was a calm lake before, now the water has completely started to flow.

Under the shining silver-white tower, wizards can be seen everywhere in a hurry, quickly entering and exiting the ring.

The flow of people on the streets is much greater than before, and almost every magic training room, magic tool workshop, and potion store is full, presenting a "lively" and prosperous scene.

And this kind of excitement is not limited to the official magic circle wizards. Ordinary wizards who live in the magic circle, and even ordinary people who are attached to the huge wings of the magic circle, are also immersed in such a tense and warm atmosphere.

The news that the formal members of the Ring of Law will be selected for competition in three months has long spread. People who do not participate in the competition are more looking forward to and excited than those who participate in the competition.

"Lord Ronan!"

"Alida"

"Shut up you coward!"

As soon as they reached the door of Blueberry Inn, Alida, who had fluffy blue hair, and Jacob approached Ronan.

"In three months, the wizards of the Circle of Magic will compete for selection. Have you heard about this?"

The people at the Blueberry Inn didn't know that Ronan had already joined the Circle of Magic, and they just thought that he was just like those wandering wizards who were enduring the "30-year inspection period".

"Jacob and I have a plan. We plan to wait until the competition starts, rent a hot air balloon, and watch the competition from the sky!"

Alida looked extremely excited, "That's a competition between magic circle wizards. There are many talented people in it that we don't usually see. Just thinking about it makes people look forward to it!"

Do you want to join? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! "

Jacob looked at Ronan helplessly and apologetically. He could not stop Alida's behavior at all.

"Sorry Alida."

Ronan shook his head, "I may not have time then."

"Is that so?"

Alida's face was full of disappointment. Seeing that she still wanted to fight for it, Ronan threw a few magic stones over and blocked Alida's mouth.

“Although I can’t join, I’m still very optimistic about your plan.

This is my little personal sponsorship.”

After saying that, Ronan passed the two people and strolled into the hotel door.

Behind her was Alida, who was holding the magic stone and smiling brightly. "I told you that Lord Ronan would like my plan. Lord Ronan is the most generous wizard I have ever seen."

"Alida, you will offend Lord Ronan."

"No way!"

Ronan walked into his room, stood quietly in front of the window for a while, and then closed the curtains to block out the light.

After doing all this, he walked to the center of the living room, took out a small silver ball from his storage bag and placed it gently on the table in the living room.

Transparent ripples spread out from the small silver ball, the quiet deep blue rose, countless flashing light spots emerged, and everything around him disappeared with Ronan.

The all-encompassing orb of Spiert!

Ronan was under the vast and mysterious deep blue like the starry sky, thinking about what Benigo said to him in his mind.

"The legend of Spierth predates the Garden of Mirrors."

Then the owner of the Secret Garden should not be Spirt, but just a wizard of the Court of Mirrors who obtained Spirt's Orb of All Things.

As for the similarities between the core runes of the Vientiane Orb and the Mirror Magic Tool, it may be true, as Benigo said, that the Garden of Mirrors is also a beneficiary of the Spierte inheritance.

Ronan thought, stretched out his hand and gently touched a flashing light under the dark blue night.

In an instant, the scene in front of him completely changed.

He was under a vast expanse of ice and snow, surrounded by vast snowfields, with steep glaciers and majestic ice cliffs in the distance, and above his head was the swaying magnificent aurora.

Ronan watched all this with rapt eyes.

As his mind turned, the scene in front of him changed again.

He suddenly appeared on top of a blazing volcano. In front of him was the crater of the volcano with billowing sulfur smoke and flames. Under his feet was the flowing magma. All around were volcanoes about to erupt. Looking at it, it was completely a fiery red world.

Ronan kept turning the Vientiane Orb, and the surrounding scenes kept changing.

Sometimes he appears in a forest full of fantasy colors, surrounded by huge luminous plants, colorful flowers blooming in the dark, and the light of stars flowing on the trees and grass blades;

Sometimes he appears in a wonderful city made entirely of gemstones. All the buildings and streets are the product of top-grade gemstones, and there are many exquisite and beautiful gemstone people coming and going around him;

Sometimes he stood on a huge, fast-moving floating island. Under the island was an indescribably huge white whale. The whale had countless pairs of snow-white feather wings, supporting the island to break through a dense layer of dense air. of clouds.

Ronan quickly experienced one fantasy adventure after another, passing through one after another strange places that he had never seen in wizard books or even imagined, and saw one bizarre scene after another.

Until, he stopped.

The dark blue night rose again, and countless flickering light spots slowly flowed around him like a river.

this.

It is the All-Seeing Orb.

"I didn't expect that the thing I took the risk to get turned out to be a toy..."

Ronan looked at the Vientiane Orb in his hand with a complicated expression.

The Vientiane Orb can reproduce certain scenes that the holder is currently seeing or remembering, and store them in the form of light points. They can be viewed at any time later, immersing yourself in the scene, just like an advanced kaleidoscope!

"But for me, this function is somewhat useful."

The magnificent, grotesque and bizarre images preserved in the Orb of Vientiane will be of some help to Ronan in understanding the special artistic conception of the extraordinary realm.

The master-level proficiency of [Energy Missile-Particle Torrent] has been stuck in a "turtle crawl" for a long time because of Ronan's lack of impression and understanding of the artistic conception of "torrent".

With the help of the Vientiane Orb, looking through the pictures related to the torrent and grand scene, you may be able to break through the bottleneck period.

Another point is the core rune of the Vientiane Orb.

"The second-level mirror magic tool in Fuling's hand seems to have been refined under the influence of the runes in the Orb of All Things. The inheritance of space and mirror spells is hidden in this rune."

Ronan's eyes flashed.

He will soon break through to the late stage of level one and be able to condense the third soul sigil.

Ronan has never had a clue about this third soul sigil.

Now that I have the runes of the mirror tool and the runes of the Orb of All Things, I may be able to get some inspiration.

If that doesn't work, he may have no choice but to condense the rune in "Alise's Ice Ring Necklace" that can double the power of ice spells.

After putting away the Vientiane Orb, Ronan took out the storage waist bag of the second-level green-eyed wizard that he had obtained in the "Moist Jungle".

This storage waist bag has been opened.

Ronan took stock of the things inside and found that the green-eyed wizard was much "poorer" than he thought.

As a second-level wizard, there are only more than a hundred high-level magic stones in his pocket. In addition to a few first-level magic tools, there are only some commonly used potions left.

With such a large storage waist bag, the only thing that caught Ronan's eye was a few bottles of second-level healing potions.

"Is it because you are so poor that you choose to follow Travis' orders and lower yourself to trouble a first-level wizard like me in order to earn resources as a reward?"

Ronan shook his head. Although he was disappointed, that was all he could do.

At any rate, this storage belt bag is quite high-end. The space inside is almost half the size of a room. The rune lock is not damaged, so Ronan can use it just right.

After sorting out the harvest, Ronan sat on the sofa in the living room.

In the darkness, feeling the energy fluctuations surging outside the window from time to time, and the tense and "lively" atmosphere, Ronan once again recalled the conversation with Benigo in his mind.

"Falling brightly enough"

He repeated these words in a low voice, stretched out his hand, gently picked out a beautiful wild flower from the vase in front of him, and placed it in front of his eyes to examine it carefully.

"But no matter how beautiful or brilliant a failure is, it is still a failure..."

A touch of cold air flowed out from the slender and well-proportioned fingers, sealing the beauty of the wild flowers, and then fell to the ground, shattering into ice slag.

"I don't want to lose."

Ronan stood up and walked into the training room calmly.

Please give me a guaranteed monthly ticket, thank you.