Wizard Bloodline

"Sit down, Ronan, relax. I won't eat you."

The beautiful female wizard tapped the air in front of her lightly, and a faint energy wave rippled out. A gorgeous high-back chair immediately "grew" under Ronan.

It looked like it was condensed from mud and sand, but Ronan felt unexpectedly comfortable and soft after sitting on it.

Earth wizard?

Ronan secretly guessed that this subtle control of earth magic was the only one he had seen in his life for so long.

He was about to step out of the fog completely, or he was already a wizard who had stepped out of the fog. It was really powerful.

"Thank you, Lord Ring."

Ronan sat down on the chair with a little restraint. He looked down on the heroes on the fighting arena. Even though he was a level one wizard, he dared to fight with many level two wizards, even top level two wizards like Clemens, and his demeanor was unparalleled.

But Ronan is essentially a person who knows how to restrain his edge. He knows how he got to where he is now step by step. He is a "genius" who has achieved his success later in life. He has his own pride, but he does not have the arrogance of ordinary wizard geniuses.

He does not think he has any capital to be proud of. All his strength was gained bit by bit by gritting his teeth and enduring countless pains.

"Just call me Costi."

The beautiful female wizard gently flicked the hair beside her ear and shook her head, saying, "The title of Ring Master makes me feel very old... In fact, I haven't been the Ring Master of the Seventh Ring for a long time."

It seems that he is really easy to talk to...

A thought flashed through Ronan's mind, and he gathered his mind, thought for a while and said, "Lord Costi just mentioned Bannigo."

"Yes, I have seen the child Bannigo."

Costi said softly, "I have personally met every genius above the third ring of the Seventh Ring. Each of them has been here and sat in the position you are sitting now. Bannigo is the one that impressed me the most."

Can you call Bannigo a child? At this age, you still say you are not young?

Ronan thought of Bannigo's old appearance of forty or fifty years old, and silently complained in his heart. After officially stepping into the mist, the wizard's life span will be greatly increased with every step forward. That is the gift brought by the growth of soul power.

Therefore, many wizards cannot judge the time they have really lived in this world just by their appearance. Only the vicissitudes of life that occasionally appear in their eyes can estimate their age. That is the trace of time erosion and cannot be concealed.

However, Costi's age may not be really old, because her eyes are unusually clear.

".. I know something about the relationship between you and Benigo. You are indeed very similar to him. Your soul qualifications are average, but you are still on the same path."

"What path did Benigo take?"

Ronan blinked.

"Didn't he tell you? Oh"

Costi raised her finger lightly, and the teapot on the long table behind her automatically filled two teacups with tea, and one of the cups flew towards Ronan.

"Maybe he himself doesn't know.

Try it, I added some very special leaves of the awakening flower in it"

Ronan took the teacup and took a sip. The moment the tea entered his mouth, it was as if a thousand mints were poured into his mouth in one breath. The cool and transparent feeling rushed straight to the top of his head, and it was an unusually comfortable feeling after his brain was forced to surf on the ice sea.

"Ha"

Ronan couldn't help but let out a light breath.

"Not bad, it's also good for meditation..."

Kirsty seemed very satisfied with his performance after drinking the tea, and then returned to the original topic, "Bannigo is following a path similar to that of the ancient battle wizards, using constant battles to force his potential and cleanse his soul."

"The path of the ancient battle wizards?"

Ronan heard this term for the first time.

"Yes.

The high-frequency collision between spells and spells, and between domains can promote the generation of wisdom and spirituality, cleanse the soul, and wash out the impurities in the soul. This is a very unpopular and demanding way to improve the soul's qualifications.

But it requires a high potential from the wizard, and it is very risky."

Costy's expression was serious, and he whispered with some regret: "Bannigo's potential is not enough to support him to continue on this path, but he has reasons not to turn back.

After the potential is exhausted, the soul automatically opens a gap, and then all that burns is his soul power.

Have you ever seen the process of a moth flying into a flame? At the moment of throwing yourself into the flame, a light brighter than the flame will bloom, and then only pain will be left. Bannigo is that moth."

Ronan's eyes were stunned.

Now he finally understood why Bannigo, whose soul qualifications were worse than his, could still make great strides and become the fastest genius to be promoted to the third ring, and even infinitely close to the fifth ring.

It is estimated that his belief, which is so strong that ordinary people cannot understand it, has burned a gap in his soul a long time ago.

So now he is in a state of soul decay.

Costi continued: "You seem to have accidentally embarked on this path.

But you have a good control over the intensity of the battle, and the potential contained in your body is far greater than his. Soul aptitude is the thorn in front of you two, but Benigo cuts off these thorns, and the future is a cliff, while what awaits you is a smooth road."

"Is there a way to solve Benigo's situation?"

Ronan suddenly asked.

"Unfortunately, there is no way."

Kirsty shook her head and said: "Even the precious magic potion that can replenish soul power can only alleviate and prolong the decline of his soul, but cannot completely cure it..."

Ronan fell silent, but Kirsty's gentle eyes fell on him, her words filled with appreciation and encouragement.

"Ronan, I still have great expectations for you."

“..Just continue to grow at your current pace.

An environment that is too comfortable is not conducive to your future development, so even if you are promoted to the sixth ring now, I cannot give you too many resources at once..."

Kirsty said, taking out several things from under her robe, controlling the energy particles to condense into transparent bubbles, and sending the things one by one to Ronan.

Ronan looked at the "gift" given by Kirsty with some surprise.

A silver-white ring with faint space energy fluctuations on it.

A flowing piece of gray metal.

There is also a blue bracelet with a beautiful pattern.

"The ring is a higher-level space storage item than the storage waist bag. Although it is only a second-level storage item, the space is much larger and more convenient than the general second-level storage waist bag."

“The grade of Neiman alloy is no worse than the nightmare tungsten steel you are using now, or even better.

However, its advantages are reflected in its ductility and defensive capabilities. If your combat system has a melee style, it should suit you. "

"The last 'frost burning' bracelet is a second-level advanced ice magic tool. It may be useful to you."

Kirsty said to Ronan with some helplessness: "You are still at the first level now. Even if I want to give you a lot of things, you can't use them."

"Thank you, Lady Kirsty."

Ronan accepted the three items and thanked them sincerely. He was surprised and happy to have anything.

Looking back on this journey, there was no resource that he had not risked his life for. After entering the magic circle, his authority was immediately "frozen". He had never experienced such joy of "free prostitution".

"..In addition to these, you can use all kinds of potions and magic stone resources at will. You only need to make a simple application. That's right."

Kirsty suddenly had a strange look on her face, and said to Ronan: "Before you leave later, leave some blood, and I will study your bloodline to see if I can find something that can help you tap into the power of the bloodline in your body. better way

Damien, it suddenly occurred to me that the biggest difference between you and Benigo is that you have the support of ancient blood and he does not. This is the source of your endless potential and the treasure in your body."

Immediately afterwards, Kirsty talked to Ronan about his upcoming promotion to Level 2 and the crystallization of his spiritual power.

As well as daily practice in the future, it is recommended that he move directly into the tower, which will not only help him meditate but also facilitate his accumulation of knowledge.

After a long time that actually felt short, Ronan and Kirsty's conversation finally came to an end.

After the whole process, Kirsty gave Ronan a rather strange feeling.

Perhaps it was true as she said, she had just taken over the position of the leader of the seventh magic circle not long ago.

Ronan could feel that Kirsty was really trying very hard to play the role of "ring master", and her whole body was constantly swinging between maintaining majesty and showing kindness.

It felt to Ronan as if, as a student, he was facing a substitute teacher who had just learned how to be a good class teacher.

But it has to be said that regardless of whether Kirsty is a qualified "ring master" or not, as a powerful wizard above level three, her guidance and help to Ronan is still extremely huge.

She personally cleared away some of the fog about Ronan's future, and set up road signs at specific locations, just waiting for Ronan to make his own choice when he reached that place.

Ronan stood up from the high-backed chair and did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he looked around and looked into the distance through the crystal windows on all sides.

The openness and tranquility here made him linger.

Ronan suddenly remembered that after the competition, he had not briefly reported the situation to Benigo until now.

He may have his own channels for obtaining information, but as a "companion" all the time, it seems necessary to say hello.

"What should I say?"

This is a problem.

Ronan thought silently in his heart.

Send Benigo a "done"?

What to get? It makes no difference if this is said or not.

"I defeated Travis, Lanny, and Clemens, and advanced to the sixth ring..."

Will this news shock him so much that his soul will collapse a little faster?

Ronan looked at the huge crystal floor-to-ceiling windows in front of him, looking at the light of runes dancing slightly above, and suddenly, he had a good idea.

He remembered Kirsty saying that Benigo had been here before.

Micro secret space.

Benigo stood next to the ice coffin surrounded by countless rune circles, holding his pipe silently, but not a trace of smoke came out of his mouth, as if he was deep in thought.

From time to time, he would raise his head and glance in a certain direction, his eyes flashing with a hint of worry.

Suddenly, Benigo seemed to sense something, his expression moved slightly, and then he quickly took out a slightly shining communication stone from the storage space at his waist.

He looked at the communication stone in his hand, his eyes flickered, and he took a breath and slowly opened it.

In an instant, countless rays of light flowed out from the communication stone, creating a lifelike picture in front of Benigo's eyes.

Benigo was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that this was actually the content of a magic projection.

The scene in front of me slowly unfolded, it was a first-person perspective.

It was like someone was on the top of a very tall building, pushing open the crystal window in front of him

"Whoosh--"

The fierce wind rushed in, and there was a sound of blowing robes and hair.

Then, as the perspective kept moving, a high and vast sky picture appeared.

The flowing clouds under the azure sky, the several silver-white towers that seemed to be within reach, and the extremely huge rotating rings on the top of the towers.

At this time, a bright and cheerful boy's voice came out from the picture.

The voice shouted to Benigo.

"Benigo, did you see it? This is the scenery you have seen before"

Benigo stood there, staring at the picture in front of him with a dazed look, his lips trembling slightly, and his eyes kept shining and extinguishing.

After a long time, when the light of the spell projection in front of him completely dimmed.

In the empty and silent secret space, Benigo's low voice mixed with many indescribable emotions sounded.

"Fiona, this kid... actually reached the top."

A peaceful and tranquil garden.

The golden sunlight sprinkled over the vibrant grass.

There was no sound, and the silence was filled with a bit of mystery.

Suddenly, a young man appeared here.

White hair, blue eyes, and a gray robe embroidered with exquisite silver lines, which could not hide his slender and upright body, showing a mysterious, elegant, noble and calm temperament.

The boy quietly looked around at the edge of the garden, as if he was appreciating something.

After the viewing, the boy stepped lightly into the garden, strolled on the lush grass, and walked straight towards a white table and rattan chair not far away.

On the way, the boy seemed to bump into something.

"Ka-"

His strolling figure suddenly disappeared, and then appeared in another place in the garden.

At the same time, among the countless lavender and geraniums on the left side of the garden, a transparent and twisted human figure let out a silent low whistle and rushed out quickly.

The expression on the boy's face did not change at all, and his steps were still calm.

In his eyes, there was only the direction of his predetermined target, and he kept approaching it, and kept hitting the invisible rune array in the air and was teleported out.

But no matter where he was teleported to in the garden, he would calmly adjust the direction at the first time and continue to move forward.

The transparent and distorted human figure was also constantly changing its position, rushing to the position where the boy's figure appeared again and again.

It left clear and terrifying transparent traces in the garden, running faster and faster, and getting closer and closer to the location where the boy landed each time.

"Buzz--"

After countless teleportations, the boy's figure suddenly appeared in front of the white table and rattan chair, less than two meters away from the two.

At the same time, the transparent and distorted human figure, which soared to the extreme speed and almost turned into a blurred light and shadow, finally caught up with the boy's footsteps and hit the boy's vest directly.

The boy took a deep look at the items on the white table that were close at hand.

Then, he turned around suddenly.

From facing away, he suddenly turned to face the transparent distorted human figure.

He took a breath, and the air around him seemed to collapse inwards, and the golden sunlight was slightly distorted.

The next moment.

"Crack, crack, crack--"

A series of crackling sounds came from the boy's body.

His originally slender and well-proportioned body suddenly expanded, and his body rose taller. An indescribable terrifying aura, accompanied by countless jumping white lightning, leaked out from the pores all over his body.

"Boom!"

The peaceful tranquility here was broken by the terrifying momentum like a volcanic eruption in an instant.

The boy's short white hair stretched out in an instant, dancing wildly behind his head, and the whole person suddenly jumped to a height of more than two meters. The originally proper robe was stretched to a tightness, and then exploded in all directions, and flew back in an instant, turning into a silver light leather armor on his hideous and majestic body.

Another layer of silver mist-steaming metal attached to his muscular, slender and strong right hand.

This big hand showed a metallic luster, opened suddenly, and white electric light flowed between the five fingers, making a clanging sound like the friction and collision of swords.

Then, with the terrifying power of collapsing the void and distorting the light, he silently slapped the transparent twisted human head that just jumped in front of him.

"Bang! Boom!——"

A dull and huge sound, accompanied by someone's soft groan.

A small mushroom cloud slowly rose in the garden, and then dispersed, turning into a raging energy tide, washing out the outlines of a large number of dense rune arrays in the empty and beautiful garden.

The whole garden seemed to shake slightly under this collision.