Wizard Bloodline

"I have contacted you for your Excellency. At this time, there are a total of three Whitestone Castle wizards who are accepting the 'talent transplant' business from outsiders. This is the information provided by each of them. Please take a look at it."

In the Ice Bat Tavern, Ronan sat at his usual seat by the window. Barisha beside him respectfully handed over a few pieces of parchment and rune stones.

Whether it is parchment or rune stone, what is recorded in it is information about "talent transplantation".

The handwriting on it was different and it was obviously written by different people. Barisha didn't even have time to sort it out before he notified Ronan to come over.

Ronan scanned all the information one by one, put down the things in his hands, looked at Barisha calmly, and said calmly: "Do you have any good suggestions?"

Barissa glanced at the black magic stone Ronan placed on the table to hold down the parchment. He unconsciously made a swallowing motion, suppressed the heat in his eyes, thought for a while and said seriously: "This Among the three people, although the wizards of the Frissi family can provide the most types of transplanted monsters, their failure rate is the highest. I'm not sure whether it has something to do with the wizards themselves who received the 'talent transplant', but the Frissi family accepted it. The probability of success for wizards with talent transplants has always been only half of the normal, sometimes not even half, but they promised to refund half of the fee if they failed.

Ice Edge Valley used to be the gathering place of the Clavell family. Unfortunately, the only one left in decline now is an old man named Tamsanga. This old guy has a eccentric temperament and is moody. Sometimes he will suddenly increase the price temporarily and compete with the second level of the same level. The wizard was quite polite.

Relatively speaking, Mrs. Liwei of Hanshi Manor has a good reputation, but there have been rumors of monsters haunting Hanshi Manor for hundreds of years, and people disappear there every year. If you go there, please be more careful..."

"monster?.."

Ronan's eyes flashed and he asked Barisha, "Has anyone seen what the monster looks like? How strong is it?"

"Most of the people I met are dead. Occasionally, those who survive are either crazy or stupid. The monsters they talk about are also all kinds of strange and different. As for the strength of the monsters you mentioned, sir."

Barisha smiled bitterly and said softly: "For us ordinary people, since they are monsters, they are naturally terrifying existences that cannot be resisted. I don't know what kind of strength it is..."

"What's the highest level of people missing around there?"

"A first-level wizard disappeared there and never appeared again, and there was more than one."

"Don't you care about the other wizard families in White Rock Castle?"

"Hanshi Manor belongs to Mrs. Liwei's family territory. People from other families have no right to interfere with the jurisdiction. There are very few wizards from other families who go to Hanshi Manor. Most of them go to receive the 'talent transplant' from outside. Wizards, or ordinary people sneaking in to hunt."

Ronan asked Barisha a few more questions, finally nodded and made his decision.

"Just this Cold Stone Manor...help me contact this so-called Mrs. Liwei."

Barisha didn't persuade him any more, he just obeyed very respectfully, put away the magic stones on the table, and left in a hurry.

After Barisha left, Ronan sat alone at the table, tapping his fingers on the table.

"Cold Stone Manor..Missing Person Monster"

"Is there some evil wizard doing some evil human magic experiment inside?"

After thinking quietly for a while, Ronan stood up, like a wisp of cold wind passing through the tavern, and soon returned to his own residence behind the tavern.

A room that is not too big, the blazing flames burning in the fireplace add a warm orange-red color to the whole room.

The room is made of some kind of cedar. There has just been a heavy snowstorm in Baishi Castle in the past two days. The snow outside the house has almost reached half of the window. The window glass is covered with large and beautiful ice flowers with exquisite shapes. It is unique. A bit of a fairy tale atmosphere.

However, no matter how beautiful the snow scenery is, you will get tired of seeing it after more than a month.

Ronan's patience was being worn away bit by bit.

The time limit Kirsty set for him was two and a half months. It was impossible for him to really stick to this time and go back. If he missed the opening of the secret realm of the Garden of Mirrors, it would be more of a loss than a gain.

"No matter what's weird about this Cold Stone Manor, I'm just going to accept the 'talent transplant'...

Regardless of whether this time is successful or not, return to the Silver Circle immediately after the end. "

Ronan calculated the time and found that he could only stay in White Stone Castle for twenty-five days at most.

And the time he left for himself was fifteen days.

Within fifteen days, if the purpose of this trip can be achieved, it would be best. If not, just return directly and try to break through the second-level wizard on the way.

In fact, Ronan didn't take the so-called "talent transplant" very seriously at Baishi Castle.

The effect brought by "Talent Transplantation" can indeed be regarded as a very powerful increase for ordinary ice wizards.

The talent of instantly casting an ice spell can almost be used as a trump card. The ice energy affinity talent can "reborn" an ice wizard and improve his abilities in all aspects.

But he is not a pure ice wizard.

"Talent transplant" can only be regarded as "the icing on the cake" for you. It's the best if you have it. It doesn't matter if you don't have it. The most important thing is that it is not a permanent improvement.

Thinking about it, Ronan set up the rune array, and then took out the holy blood sapling from the space ring.

After more than a month of continuous watering with blood, the Holy Blood saplings grew rapidly.

The height has grown from the size of two palms to more than one meter now.

The trunk is nearly two fingers thick, and the number of leaves has reached more than 40, which is quite lush.

The grown-up Holy Blood Tree is more spiritual, and its movements to express closeness are more obvious. When Ronan took it out of the space ring, the leaves of the sapling rustled all over, as if it was acting coquettishly with him.

As usual, Ronan used his own blood and the special "nutrient solution" specially prepared for the Holy Blood saplings by Benigo before leaving to feed the Holy Blood saplings.

After watering, he habitually patted the treetops with his hands, played with it, and enhanced his feelings.

"Huh?!"

Suddenly, Ronan's eyes moved, and his fingers gently opened the cluster of branches and leaves at the bottom of the Holy Blood Tree, and he actually turned out a few tiny red tentacles under the green and white leaves.

"What is this?"

Ronan blinked, looked at the red tentacles on his hand, and subconsciously took out a communication stone from the space ring

A moment later, the door of the room where Ronan lived was knocked, and the door opened. A young, tall and thin man with a red nose and clever eyes stood respectfully at the door.

The young man was holding a fat grouse with gray feathers that fluttered from time to time.

"Respected wizard, may I ask...is this okay?"

"Yes, thank you."

Ronan took the grouse from the young man's hand, threw out a low-level magic stone, and before the other party could express his gratitude with joy, he had already closed the door.

Quickly walking back to the Holy Blood Tree in the rune array, Ronan took out the communication stone from his pocket and spoke calmly to it: "We found a living creature, Benigo.

What should I do next?"

Benigo's voice came from the communication stone. Unlike the usual calmness and indifference, his voice seemed to suppress a trace of excitement and urgency.

"I don't know how to do it specifically. It depends on you, Damien.

Try to communicate with the Holy Blood Tree and let it understand what you mean.

Remember to record the whole process!!"

"Communicate."

Ronan put down the communication stone and looked at the Holy Blood Tree in front of him. His eyes slowly bloomed with a strange light of expectation.

Holy Blood Tree.

The legendary tree that purifies blood and brings people back to life.

Ronan has been looking forward to this day since it was just a seed.

Unexpectedly, it came so quietly and unexpectedly.

According to Benigo, when the Holy Blood Tree grows tentacles like blood vessels, it proves that it has a certain ability to purify blood.

Ronan took a deep breath and suppressed the agitated emotions in his heart.

He squatted down and slowly released his mental power to the Holy Blood Tree in front of him.

His consciousness fluctuated very gently, just like coaxing a child.

This process was smoother than he had imagined, which might be related to the fact that the Holy Blood Tree completely "ate" his blood to grow up, and he was in a sense truly blood-related, and had unreserved intimacy and trust in him.

The Holy Blood Tree was full of spirituality and quickly understood what he meant.

When all the red tentacles hidden under the branches and leaves were revealed, Ronan found that the number of these tentacles far exceeded his expectations.

The dense tentacles, like countless thin red wool threads, climbed up Ronan's right hand and wrapped up the snow grouse in his hand, which looked confused and didn't know what was going to happen.

The whole process looked full of mysterious and evil flavor.

Ronan let go of his hand, took two steps back, and stared at the scene in front of him.

When the grouse used as the experimental subject was completely wrapped by the tentacles, it became a state similar to a red ball of wool.

"Gurgle--"

A sound similar to sucking sounded in the quiet room, and those densely packed crimson tentacles all lit up, and then the Holy Blood sapling also began to glow, and complex light red mysterious patterns appeared on each of its leaves, and an indescribable mysterious atmosphere spread and flowed in the room.

Ronan saw that the fat grouse wrapped by countless tentacles quickly "shrank" within two seconds, but the life fluctuations inside were still there, but they suddenly became extremely weak.

The entire Holy Blood sapling was trembling violently, desperately stretching each of its leaves, and the mysterious patterns floating on the leaves became brighter and brighter.

It can be seen that the Holy Blood sapling is really trying hard at this time..

I don’t know how long it took, at the top of the Holy Blood Tree, a huge blood bag grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then a thumb-thick branch quickly grew out of the blood bag.

Rather than a branch, it was another strange tentacle, but much thicker than the previous one. There was no pattern on it, it was very smooth, but at the very top, there was a small mouth similar to a suction cup.

This tentacle tube connected to the blood bag actively extended to Ronan, and a weak consciousness wave was transmitted to Ronan.

Ronan understood the information contained in this consciousness wave, thought about it, and directly inserted the tentacle tube back into the red "wool ball" wrapped by countless tentacles.

The blood bag at the top of the holy blood tree shrank quickly until it completely shrank, and the originally shriveled "wool ball" was filled and expanded again.

"Shua——"

Countless tentacles and tentacle tubes loosened and retracted in an instant, and a lively snow grouse appeared in front of Ronan again.

This snow grouse from the kitchen of the "Ice Bat Inn" has become completely different from the original after being "transformed" by the Holy Blood Sapling.

Its body has expanded by almost twice its original size, and the originally grayish-white feathers on its body have completely turned white, emitting a faint luster under the reflection of the rune array in the room.

Its legs and wings are visibly strong and powerful, its mouth and claws are very sharp, and its eyes are shining like rubies, with a hint of fierceness leaking out.

It seems that an inexplicable and powerful breath is constantly awakening in its body, and the changes in its body are still ongoing. Ronan even feels that there are a large number of free energy particles in the air that are constantly converging towards it.

"Shua——"

A sharp sound of breaking through the air, a ray of white light quickly hits Ronan's face.

Ronan snapped his fingers lightly, and the grouse that said "My fate is in my own hands" exploded in mid-air, exploding into a ball of red and white blood mist, and then was wrapped by an invisible force, gathered into a ball, and fell into Ronan's hand, which he put into the space ring.

[Strength increased three to four times, speed increased, body shape changed, physique changed, and the ability to actively absorb energy particles awakened]

A blank rune stone appeared out of thin air in Ronan's hand, and he kept recording something in it quickly.

When he finished everything in his hands, his originally calm and handsome face was already occupied by excitement and joy that could not be concealed.

"Really... it has the effect of purifying blood!"

"An ordinary snow grouse, after a blood purification, almost has the tendency to develop into a zero-level monster..."

"Okay, okay"

Turning his head, Ronan's eyes fell back on the holy blood sapling, his eyes immediately shook, and the whole person walked up quickly.

The Holy Blood sapling looked extremely languid, with leaves drooping down, dull and listless, looking listless and exhausted.

"It's still too hard for you to do this now, right?"

Ronan tried his best to soothe the Holy Blood sapling's emotions, speaking gently.

At the same time, he directly entered the "half-demon" state, cut open the flesh, and generously poured the blood containing a lot of vitality on the Holy Blood sapling.

The latter greedily absorbed Ronan's blood, and its appetite had never been as big as this time.

The spirit also recovered quickly, and soon returned to the original "spirited" state, and even grew a few more leaves, with faint mysterious patterns growing on the leaves.

"Good boy"

Ronan finished watering, patted the top of the Holy Blood sapling, stood up, and a huge strange light floated in his eyes.

"When we return to the Circle of Magic, let Benigo help analyze my blood and select the valuable parts, then we can start using the Holy Blood Tree to purify it."

"I remember Kosti once said that I have a trace of Moonlight Elves blood in my body. I don't know what kind of talents and abilities Moonlight Elves have. Is it a strong race..."

"These days are starting to become more and more promising..."

Three days later, on a snowy high slope outside Baishiling.

A black carriage with silver edges was running fast on the white snow.