Wizard Bloodline

"It seems like this person is really important to Mrs. Soraya."

The eyes of several people unconsciously turned to a certain figure not far away, and they narrowed their eyes and looked carefully.

"He does have an outstanding face that all the women of the Kachin family will love. If he still has the orthodox blood of the Kachin family, it is not surprising that Mrs. Soraya takes him so seriously."

"The only male child of the Kachin family who appeared out of nowhere and was deeply loved by Mrs. Soraya."

The round-faced, silver-haired young man who spoke first looked at a girl in a blue dress with long lavender curly hair, fair skin, and delicate appearance, and said half-jokingly: "Jenny, I think you can try talking to him. Let’s get in touch, and if possible, introduce him to our small group.

A newcomer with a strong background as a mid-level third-level wizard may even become the helmsman of the Kachin family in the future, and is valuable to win over..."

The purple-haired girl who was named was playing with a slender white staff, and she wore several exquisite gemstone rings on her slender white fingers.

"But he doesn't look like my type...and he looks a bit fierce, and I don't think he's easy to get along with."

"Isn't this the time to show off your charm?"

The light red-haired young man next to him said with a smile, and the purple-haired girl hummed softly in relief, slightly raising her smooth chin, proudly revealing her slender and perfect swan neck.

Several people were chatting and laughing, not paying too much attention to the level 3 or above battle in the distance, and only glanced at it occasionally.

With the participation of four third-level wizards, even a third-level monster with a trace of ancient blood, the outcome of this hunt should have been doomed.

Suddenly, a wizard from the Fred family wearing a gray robe hurried up to a few people and spoke a few words quickly in a low voice with a solemn expression.

The face of the silver-haired, round-faced young man who was the leader of the small group changed slightly, and he blurted out in a low voice: "Black robes? Where did the black robe wizards come from? There are dozens of them!"

Are all those guys from the Arba Burke family dead?

Such a large group of black robes broke into the rune circle, and they only discovered it now! "

Hearing the word "black robe", the relaxed and leisurely atmosphere among the few people suddenly disappeared, and everyone's expressions became exciting.

"Why would a black robe appear at this time? It must be for the third-order cold-scaled python! Inform great-grandfather quickly!"

"Great-grandfather already knows, let us make our own decisions.

I propose to reinforce the Arba Burke family immediately. They are being attacked by the black robes! "

"No matter what they do? What are the benefits of reinforcing them? If the hunt fails due to something happening on our side, I bet these guys will be the first to jump out and accuse us!"

"The three major families have an oath of alliance, and if we don't quickly deal with the group of black-robed wizards who broke into the magic circle, they may affect the ongoing hunting operation... This is a test for us by our great-grandfather!"

"Anyway, I don't agree!"

"Valinz, you don't want to have the talent of the ancient ice crystal snake anymore, do you?!"

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The inability to unify opinions in a short period of time caused fierce quarrels to break out in a small group of several people. Everyone had their own ideas and considerations, and they were all trying to convince the other party.

At this moment, a strange sound suddenly sounded in the field, coming from a direction not far away.

The sound was like countless pieces of ice bundled together, colliding fiercely, crisp, rapid and harsh, with a strong sense of warning.

The expressions of several people in the small group changed immediately when they heard this voice. At this time, the rapid sound suddenly stopped, and there was a faint wave of spell release.

The wizard from the Fred family beside him took the initiative to move quickly towards the direction of the sound, but before the wizard who went to investigate the situation could fly far, he was hit by a black energy column that seemed to be composed of countless large and small black water droplets. It hit accurately and was swallowed up instantly. Without even a word, it quickly fell to the bottom like a stone.

Everyone's pupils shrank when they saw this scene.

Before they could react, ghostly black-robed shadows appeared quickly from around the venue.

A strong aura of dark spells spread throughout the audience, and along with the violent fluctuations in mental power, a melee between the Fred family's ice wizard and the dark black-robed wizard of unknown origin began!

"It's those black robes!"

The silver-haired, round-faced young man roared and quickly entered a fighting position.

After the large group of black robes appeared, their small group was immediately approached by a black robed wizard with pale skin, dark lips, and powerful mental power fluctuations belonging to the mid-level second level.

The silver-haired, round-faced young man pulled off a transparent armband on his arm and quickly threw it forward.

The transparent armband magic tool inspired a series of ice rings, cutting terrifying traces in the air like a circular blade. As a result, before he could get close to the opponent's body, he was summoned by the black magic wand. The sickle-shaped spell was cut directly from it.

The light red-haired young man beside him kept chanting spells and raised his hand to summon a small icy blizzard. The icy storm had just started to gain momentum, and a terrifying wave of black energy swept over, swallowing up the wind and snow in an instant.

The mid-level black-robed wizards with black lips are extremely powerful, close to the late-level level of the second level. With the second-level dark spells at their fingertips, they can easily defeat the spell offensive of several of them.

He was like a dense shadow, occupying one side of the sky and expanding continuously, giving several people a heavy sense of suffocation and oppression.

Everyone in the small group had the idea of ​​​​retreating, and the only purple-haired girl among them had a pretty face and a pale face, and the hand holding the slender staff was shaking slightly.

Looking around the field, the overall battle also showed a one-sided trend. The wizards of the Fred family were retreating steadily under the attacks of the black-robed wizards, and there was not much effective resistance at all.

Several people with ugly faces were trying their best to resist under the powerful black-robed men. They accidentally caught a glimpse of a figure on the edge of the battle group that was quickly leaving. Some people couldn't help but cursed in a low voice: "The men of the Kachin family are all really stupid." A piece of shit with nothing but appearance!”

"Pooh!"

Ronan frowned and looked coldly at the sudden change of situation in front of him.

He had been observing the battle on Soraya's side hunting for the third-order cold-scaled python. As a result, just as he turned his head, a group of black-robed wizards appeared out of nowhere, as well as the wizards from the Fred family of White Stone Castle. They were playing ping-ping-pong-pong.

This group of black-robed wizards all wore pure black robes. There were no patterns or marks on the robes, so it was impossible to tell what kind of force organization they belonged to.

They are well-trained and powerful. They are generally above the second-level wizards, and there are even mid-level second-level wizards. The ice wizards in Whitestone Castle are no match for them. They are like sheep being scattered by wolves. Chaos.

Ronan only hesitated for a moment before choosing to retreat quickly.

The position he was standing in was excellent. The black-robed wizards came from the side of the forest and were far away from him. He could retreat very calmly.

Ronan had no idea of ​​taking action at all.

He didn't know whether these black-robed wizards were specifically looking for revenge on the wizards of White Stone Castle, or whether they were also coming for the third-order cold-scaled python.

I feel that the former is more likely, because if it is for the Cold Scale Python of ancient bloodline, they should go in the direction of the third-level battle group.

Ronan was thinking in his mind, considering whether to send a message to Soraya and find another safe place to stay, or whether to move closer to where Soraya and the others were fighting.

suddenly.

"flap--"

The sound of a bird flapping its wings clearly reached Ronan's ears.

Immediately after the sound of flapping wings gradually became denser, small black dots quickly appeared under the snow-white forest.

The black spots enlarged and turned out to be crows with jet-black wings.

They flew and circled around the battle group, their scarlet eyes coldly watching the battle below, like a group of silent spectators, and seemed to be waiting for something to come.

Ronan looked stunned for a moment, and there was a trace of inexplicable waves in his heart.

The battle between a group of first- and second-level wizards, the turbulent flow of energy released by the bombardment of spells, and the pressure of energy have already scared away the creatures within a few kilometers of the surrounding circle.

Logically speaking, it is absolutely impossible for any bird to dare to approach.

Ronan seemed to remember something, and unconsciously, he slowly stopped.

"Buzz——"

Just a few breaths after the crows appeared, a strange energy fluctuation gently rippled out in the chaotic battle group.

Immediately afterwards, a figure surrounded by black smoke, with its body and cheeks completely hidden in a wide hooded cloak, emerged quietly from the scene.

As soon as this figure appeared, the huge battlefield seemed to become quiet, and the sky became a little dark.

He is like a black and twisted sun, constantly absorbing and devouring the light of everything around him.

The silent crows began to sing hoarsely after the figure appeared, as if they were singing to welcome the figure's arrival.

In the parade, the mysterious man in black cloak appeared behind someone in Fred's core group in just the blink of an eye.

He stretched out a hand casually, as if greeting an old friend, and patted the shoulder of the wizard who had reached the second level of strength.

No one noticed his movements.

The energy shield held up by the latter's body shattered silently, and a pale and slender palm gently fell on his shoulder. In an instant, he fell headfirst like a stone, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Only then did the rest of the small group react, and someone shouted in shock and anger: "Valinz!"

Everyone dispersed in shock and fear. The cloaked man just stood there quietly. The black-lipped wizard who had single-handedly suppressed everyone in the core group of Fred's family also stopped what he was doing. With a movement, his body suddenly appeared beside the cloaked man, and he called out in a respectful manner: "My lord."

at the same time.

The other side of the battle group.

Ronan, who had witnessed the whole scene with his own eyes, was stunned. He looked at the tall and tall figure, whose face could not be seen at all, and murmured a name.

"Angelet."

Ronan's whisper spanned the distance of the entire battlefield and was captured and sensed by the figure in an instant.

The latter raised his head suddenly, and a pair of eyes seemed to fall on Ronan like sharp knives under his black cloak.

Their eyes met.

After half a breath, Ronan seemed to see - under the dark and invisible cloak that swallowed the light, a pair of deep wine-red eyes slowly lit up, and on the face full of evil, the corners of the mouth were raised little by little.

He was saying to himself - "So...it's you."

"thump!--"

Ronan's heart beat hard.

"Plop! Plop!——"

The speed is getting faster and faster.

Ronan's face was expressionless, and he looked calmly at the figure hidden under the black cloak.

"Angelet."

He repeated the name he had read before.

Something seemed to be gradually awakening in the body, and the blood became slightly hot.

[This land is too barren and decayed, everything seems so boring]

[Before we meet next time, you must not die]

【I will find you and seal your soul into the toilet...】

[You should use this thing based on your qualifications. 】

[They all used to call me - Crows Crossing the Border, Angelet]

Every scene about Angele and every word he ever said were replayed rapidly in Ronan's mind like a revolving lantern.

He never forgot the name and even said it often.

He remembered that the man in front of him was like a black sun hanging high in front of his eyes.

Standing down, looking down, smiling, looking at yourself as if you were looking at an unexpected toy.

Ronan felt that his feelings for Angele should not be called resentment, but might even include a part of gratitude——

Grateful that he didn't crush himself like an ant in the corpse garden.

I am grateful for the special bottle of God-burning potion that he gave me to help me successfully break through to the official wizard level.

I am grateful to him for leaving such a profound and indelible shadow in my heart with such a powerful gesture!

I am grateful to him for allowing me to experience for the first time the feeling of despair and powerlessness, of being completely controlled by others!

I am grateful for his obsession, which turned into a source of strength, supporting me through the countless days and nights accompanied by pain!

Ronan closed his eyes, countless thoughts and emotions rolling through his mind.

Soon, these complex and difficult-to-understand emotions all turned into one voice in his heart——

Defeat him!

Defeat him!

Stand in front of him, defeat him, and then tell him that you are no longer the ant that can only be rubbed at will!

Ronan suddenly opened his eyes, with an unparalleled light blooming in his eyes.

He gave up the idea of ​​leaving the battlefield and calmly returned in the direction of the battlefield.

The figure hidden under the black cloak had his arms folded across his chest, his head slightly tilted, and he looked at Ronan with interest.

Ronan walked towards the man in black cloak step by step.

"Angelet."

He pronounced the name a third time.

He had fantasized and looked forward to meeting Angelet again countless times.

Now it finally comes true.

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One more chapter will be posted in the afternoon