Wizard Bloodline

Bennego stirred the stew in the small pot, and Ronan took a sip from the silver bottle. The fiery wine went into his throat and turned into a hot line that slid into his stomach.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have choked and started coughing violently, but Ronan had no reaction. He drank it slowly, one mouthful after another, just like drinking water, and his eyes were focused on his palm lines.

It seemed that there was something in the palm lines that interested and obsessed him, which deeply attracted his attention.

"When did you develop this habit?"

Bannigo covered the pot and added, "It will taste the best in a while."

"Don't you think our palm lines are interesting?"

Ronan looked away and said strangely, "Each line has its own position, just like the lines of runes."

Bannigo's eyes flickered, and he said slowly, "There is indeed a saying that the origin of runes comes from palm lines. Damien, six bottles of 'Merphytira's Kiss' have really changed you a lot."

"Pain will beat you into what you want to be."

Ronan took a sip of wine, "Every time."

The whole brain-eating flower Ronan brought back from the "Wet Jungle" was enough to prepare eleven bottles of "Merphytira's Kiss". In the end, six bottles were successfully taken by Ronan.

Bannigo once said that if there was a record of the number of consecutive "Merphytira's Kiss", Ronan should be the highest holder of this record.

The fact that he could survive after taking six bottles of "Merphytira's Kiss" in a row was simply a miracle in potion science!

Is it a miracle?

'If I hadn't practiced [Ascetic Body Building] since my apprenticeship, hadn't experienced that rebirth, and hadn't gritted my teeth to endure the pain of spell cleansing for several months'

Without these, Ronan's threshold for endurance of pain would have been greatly increased.

Coupled with his reluctance to succumb to certain things and a little inexplicable persistence in his heart

Ronan felt that he probably wouldn't be able to last until the sixth bottle of "Merphytira's Kiss".

Now he

seemed to have experienced another "rebirth"!

Unlike the last physical rebirth, this rebirth was spiritual.

After being "kissed" by the poisonous lips of the goddess of wisdom, Mephitira, for six times, he became a completely different person.

The efficiency of absorbing knowledge, the ability to understand things, the speed of thinking about problems

The benefits of a large-scale development of the brain are reflected in all aspects, and Ronan is still exploring and exploring.

However, he has already gained some tangible benefits from the improvement of his brain.

The huge data improvement on the character panel is only a small part of it.

"Have you entered a domain resonance?"

Bannigo suddenly asked.

Some tiny lights flashed in Ronan's blue eyes.

He was silent for a while.

Finally shook his head, "No."

Bannigo seemed to have expected this answer, but his face still inevitably showed disappointment.

"Ah"

"A domain resonance, even for the soul power of a second-level wizard, it is extremely difficult to comprehend. It is abnormal for a first-level wizard to master it."

"I thought six bottles of 'Muffetira's Kiss' could change something... Now I think it's purely my own extravagant hope."

Bannigo sighed softly and said softly: "If you can comprehend a domain resonance, maybe there is really hope. Forget it."

Bannigo picked up the bottle and gestured to Ronan.

The two clinked their glasses and each took a sip of wine.

Benigo opened the lid of the pot, and the heat mixed with the aroma spread out. The brown meat was cooked in the snow-white thick soup.

Benigo grabbed a handful of colorful spices and side dishes from somewhere and sprinkled them into the pot. No matter how you look at it, it is a pot of delicious food that makes people salivate.

"Tomorrow is the day when the competition selection officially begins."

Benigo used the magic nightmare tungsten steel to change the shape of a long-handled knife and fork, picked up a piece of meat, thought for a while, and said to Ronan: "Do you want to hear my story?"

"Sure."

Ronan also grabbed a piece of meat from the pot and tore it slowly in his hand.

"I just feel like something is missing."

Benigo glanced at the place where the ice coffin was placed in the distance, then stared at the burning flame in front of him, and the whole person slowly fell into memories.

"In fact, I have never been a genius."

"I don't even have the qualifications of an ordinary person."

As Benigo told the story, a story that was neither novel nor cliché slowly presented itself to Ronan-

The son of a baron's groom was enrolled in the baron's knight apprentice training class because of his excellent physical condition.

He grew up step by step to become a qualified knight with hard work and talent.

At that time, Benigo was about the same age as Ronan is now. He was brave and good at fighting. He made great military achievements for the baron he was loyal to, and therefore was granted marriage by the baron and married the lady of the baron's family.

That is the blonde woman lying in the ice coffin, named Fiona.

The two loved each other very much, as if they were destined to be together, but Fiona had been weak and sick since childhood, and this became more and more serious as she gradually grew up.

Benigo had been looking for a way to cure Fiona. During this period, he met a wandering wizard apprentice and embarked on the road from knight to wizard.

Benigo's wizarding aptitude is very poor, so poor that it is "on the line", and he is just one step away from becoming a wizard.

"Are you talking nonsense to me?"

Ronan interrupted Benigo's recollection and questioned: "With such poor qualifications, how can you be promoted to the Mist? Not to mention that you were infinitely close to the fifth ring."

Ronan had stepped over that threshold, and he knew the cruelty of it.

If Benigo's qualifications were really as he described, he should be worse than Ronan, and the soul impurities ignited by the God-burning Potion would be enough to burn him into ashes.

In that case, the person sitting in front of Ronan now should be Fiona holding Benigo's urn.

"Believe it or not."

Faced with Ronan's questioning, Benigo acted very calmly, "That's the fact. To be honest, I myself was puzzled. Why was I detected with such poor soul qualifications at the beginning, but I didn't feel too much effort when I stepped over the threshold of being promoted to a formal wizard."

Ronan frowned and continued to listen, because Benigo had no reason to lie to him.

"I try very hard to survive every day, so that Fiona can survive too."

"I am getting stronger and stronger."

Bannigo said calmly: "But Fiona is also dying."

About how Benigo started from a little wizard who had a great start, and gradually became a genius of the seventh ring.

This process was taken over by Benigo in the most plain and simple words.

He mostly shared the little things between himself and his wife Fiona.

Ronan suddenly understood why Benigo could come all the way to where he is now, and why he offended so many people.

Bannigo, who was born as a knight, is a man with a strong sense of faith.

He is also the person with the strongest sense of faith among all the people Ronan has ever met.

Some of his obsessions have turned into a blazing torch, which helps him burn away the thorns in the road ahead, and also burns those who try to get close to him and try to stop him.

This kind of person is destined to make countless enemies.

The reason why Ronan can sit here now is also because Benigo's fire is about to go out.

Benigo's story was very long. When he finished, the bonfire in front of the two of them had completely lost its temperature.

They walked out of the miniature secret space together. Under the falling waterfall, they saw that the sky had broken through the limit, the morning light was shining, and in the distance, the silver magic ring was gradually blooming with unprecedented light, ready to welcome the arrival of a grand event.

"Do you want to go with me?"

Ronan felt the humid air, and only at sunrise did he feel that "new" feeling, and asked Benigo beside him.

Benigo shook his head.

When he activated the flying ring and was ready to leave, Benigo's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Damien!"

Ronan turned around and saw Benigo looking at him deeply.

"Answer me again, have you really not comprehended a domain resonance?"

Ronan thought for a moment and answered again: "I guess I haven't really mastered it."

Bannigo was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "What is the third soul seal you condensed?"

Ronan smiled and turned to face the rising sun. The morning light sprinkled on his smooth and delicate cheeks, and some of the undetectable rune patterns on his neck reflected a glow like a mirror.

"[Mirror Light]."

Ronan said softly:

"I found it myself. It is also the most suitable seal for me."

After speaking, his figure quickly went away, leaving only Benigo standing alone by the waterfall until his back could no longer be seen.

Ronan strolled on the street of the outer city of the seventh ring.

All the people around him swarmed towards the inner city, although there was still a rune array blocking it.

The thick array light distorted the air, and everything in the array seemed blurry.

But there were still a number of small magic airships and even cheaper rune hot air balloons that quickly took off and stopped at a permitted height. The people standing on top could not see anything, but they still stretched their necks to look inside.

"Lord Ronan! This way!"

Suddenly, a surprised voice called Ronan's name.

Ronan looked in the direction of the voice and saw Alida and Jacob from the Blueberry Inn squeezed in a crowded hot air balloon, constantly greeting him.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't come? Fortunately, I reserved a seat for you in advance!"

"Damn it, don't squeeze up anymore, there will be a distinguished and real wizard coming up soon!"

Alida was like an irritable little sheep, grinning and punching and kicking at those who tried to squeeze the space reserved for Ronan.

But before she could fight for a place, Jacob pulled her to look in one direction.

Alida stared blankly at Ronan, who smiled at her, and then plunged into the rune array that only magic circle wizards could enter, and she covered her mouth in shock.

"Lord Ronan, he is an official member of the magic circle. Today, he also wants to participate in the competition?!"

Before entering the rune array, Ronan saw the red-haired wizard Quidi, who had dealt with him for a while before, standing on a small magic airship.

The other party obviously saw him, but the two simply greeted each other with their eyes and passed by.

Ronan followed the crowd and walked towards the bottom of the silver-white tower. Most of the people around him were wearing the standard silver robes of the silver magic circle. Ronan's robe had been damaged in a battle a long time ago. Because the authority was "frozen", it had never been repaired or replaced.

However, there were many wizards who did not wear standard robes like him, so he was not very conspicuous. It was just that others did not wear standard robes because they had better robes as substitutes, but Ronan did not.

Walking all the way to the bottom of the silver tower, a large number of metal buildings that originally existed here were now cleared, clearing out a huge silver square.

The space on the square was divided into large and small transparent circular covers by the light of a large number of rune arrays, which should be the so-called fighting "ring".

There were huge white light curtains formed by projection spells around the square, and each light curtain corresponded to a clear scene in a "ring".

In the middle of the square, right above all the "rings", countless names condensed by runes floated.

The person at the top was named Clemens, and the words "five rings" were written behind his name.

"Clemens" went down, and Ronan found the name "Lanni" in the sixth position, corresponding to the identity of the fourth ring.

Then he found "Travis" in the seventeenth position, the third ring.

It was not until he was close to the bottom that Ronan found his name, zero ring, ordinary member.

Because he had only completed one trial mission, his ranking was almost the last.

Ronan counted all the names in the sky, a total of 1,223, of which 97 were above the second ring, and 28 were above the third ring.

Standing in the crowd, Ronan felt that he was wrapped in a complex and vast invisible energy field.

It was the collective product of the mental force field and emotional fluctuations naturally emitted by all the magic ring wizards in the field.

Nervous, expectant, excited, and excited.

Being in such an energy field, even Ronan felt that the blood in his body began to heat up slightly.

Benigo was right.

This is a huge stage, and every magic ring wizard has the opportunity to show himself on stage, and the spotlight may fall on anyone.

Ronan watched all this silently, his heartbeat and blood flow speed were gradually accelerating, but his spirit was absolutely calm, and even seemed to be sinking.

He was in an indescribable subtle state.

But this delicate state was soon broken by a powerful spiritual force that he had never felt before.

Ronan narrowed his eyes, thinking that he saw the sun suddenly falling.

When his vision recovered, he saw clearly that the so-called "sun" was an old man with a white beard, a wizard hat, and an exquisite silver robe.

Level 3 wizard.

Is he the ring master of the seventh magic ring?

Ronan blinked.

The appearance of the white-bearded old wizard quickly quieted the commotion of the whole place. He swept his spiritual power across the whole place, and then gently waved the silver-white metal staff in his hand.

A huge bat with a silver-white body and a metallic luster flew out from under his robe, and then the silver bat uttered human words and began to shout out one name after another.

Every time a name was called, one of the wizards at the edge of the square would quickly walk out and fly to a "ring" in the air according to the guidance of the silver bat.

The competition selection has already begun.

Most of the names called by the silver bat gathered in the lowest ranking area, and the names of the people on the fighting side were called first.

Just when all the fighting "rings" were about to be occupied, only the most central and conspicuous "ring" was left.

Ronan suddenly felt that the silver bat in the sky who was responsible for registration looked at him inexplicably, and then read out his name.

"Ronan Damien."

"Shua——"

Ronan's image was suddenly reflected on a certain projection spell screen in the sky. Ronan was stunned, but soon calmed down and flew towards the last, most central, and also the largest and most conspicuous fighting "ring".

However, before he could get close to the "ring", the silver bat immediately started from him and announced the names of the opponents of the wizards on the field.

The first name he read out, which was also the name of Ronan's opponent, was.

"Travis!"

The moment he heard this name, Ronan's suspended figure suddenly stopped.

He turned his head subconsciously.

He didn't know where Travis was in the crowd at this moment.

But the same picture jumped out on the projection magic screens around the square -

A young man with pale skin, black hair, black diamond earrings, and a deep temperament was slowly getting up from a huge black metal chair.

He looked at Ronan calmly and indifferently, and his figure and the black metal chair behind him seemed to merge into one, turning into a dense shadow that continued to rise and spread.

Under the projection of all the magic screens.

In a trance.

It was as if countless shadows rose, expanded, and spread at the same time in all directions.

In the middle, they formed a huge and opaque black wave, slowly gathering towards Ronan, who was thin and tiny in the middle, crushing and sweeping.

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