Wizard Bloodline

The light that twisted and changed into various forms condensed into substance, like countless bright mercury aggregates.

Even through the magic projection, the four third-level wizards outside the secret realm seemed to be able to feel the majestic and terrifying power conveyed in the picture.

The elemental energy spiritual aggregate, referred to as "Elemental Spirit", is the symbol of the fourth-level and above Dawn Wizards, and it is also the realm that those who stand at the top of the third level and half step out of the mist are struggling to pursue.

The four people stared at the picture presented in the magic projection, their faces changed, and there was a burst of strong brilliance in their eyes.

"It is a space elemental spirit, but the form is extremely unstable, and it just happened to appear suddenly after someone entered to explore... It is likely that it is another Dawn-level magic tool that has given birth to spiritual consciousness and wants to take the opportunity to escape from the control of the ancient prohibition of the Mirror Court."

Someone whispered.

This inference was recognized by the other three.

The "elemental spirit" of a level 4 wizard is still in the gestation stage. To truly manifest the "elemental spirit", at least level 5 or above strength is required.

Compared to the possibility that there is a level 5 dawn wizard who has lived for an unknown number of years hidden in the core secret realm of the Mirror Courtyard... several people are obviously more inclined to believe that this is a high-level magic tool equipment left behind by the ancient Mirror Courtyard wizard.

Over a long period of time, under the nourishment of abundant and rich elemental energy particles, a trace of spiritual consciousness was born on its own, thus creating this scene similar to the release of the "elemental spirit" by a dawn-level wizard in front of us.

Of course, the main basis for supporting this conclusion is that before this, the six major wizard forces had witnessed the appearance of two similar dawn-level magic tools during the exploration and excavation of the ruins of the ancient Mirror Courtyard.

One immediately fled after escaping the magic circle restriction and disappeared without a trace.

The other was taken into the pocket by the Thunder Council of the six major wizard forces after paying a huge price to compensate the other five major wizard forces one by one.

The reason why several major wizard forces were so eager to open the core area of ​​the Ancient Mirror Court Secret Realm as soon as possible for exploration, and even spent three equally precious and rare Nefa Keys, was very simple, because they had seen treasures in the Mirror Court that were more precious than the Nefa Keys - everyone wanted to get more!

The four wizards leading the Molten Crystal Lake, Black Nightmare Swamp, Silver Magic Ring and Thorn Palace sent the news back to the headquarters as soon as the exploration operation changed.

After everything was arranged, everyone's eyes fell back on the huge water screen in front of them. At this time, everyone's mood became a little different from before.

"Hey!"

The bald wizard holding the burning stone staff in Molten Crystal Lake slowly put down the communication stone in his hand, suddenly grinned, and then shouted to the Black Nightmare Swamp wizard wearing a feather mask next to him, "How about raising the bet, the guy who plays with insects?

Look at this dawn-level magic tool, who will be chosen in the name of inheritance?"

The third-level wizard of Black Nightmare Swamp narrowed his eyes and did not speak, but his attitude was self-evident.

The bald wizard of Molten Crystal Lake cast his eyes towards Karoni and the green-robed female wizard.

"What about you, do you want to join in the fun?"

The green-robed female wizard of the Thorn Palace had an urge to try, and kept looking at Karoni with encouraging eyes.

"..You can try.

This is not entirely based on strength, luck also accounts for a large part of the factor..."

Karoni's eyes flickered, and finally shook his head calmly.

The green-robed female wizard was disappointed, and the bald wizard of Molten Crystal Lake withdrew his eyes expressionlessly and said nothing more.

"Returning Light Corridor. Passing through inheritance eight..."

In the long corridor with mirrors on all sides, Ronan was thinking about the fragmentary information he had just obtained in his mind.

The silver figure with a bright light and a mysterious and majestic aura was still standing quietly at the end of the corridor, as if waiting for Ronan to approach actively.

"Can I get the inheritance left by the Ancient Mirror Court by passing through this corridor?

There are only eight people who can pass this round?"

Ronan quickly made some inferences based on the fragmentary information.

Before he took any action, "Boom!"

A huge roar of magic came to his ears.

At this time, the mirrors on both sides of him began to change.

The figure that originally reflected him quickly faded, replaced by a series of strange figures wearing various robes.

The wizards of the four major forces participating in this exploration all appeared in this corridor called "Returning Light".

Each person occupied a corridor passage, and the position was almost parallel, and they could also see each other's current appearance.

On Ronan's left and right sides stood a wizard from the Black Nightmare Swamp and the Thorn Palace, respectively.

The Thorn Palace wizard, after seeing Ronan's appearance, immediately showed a look of shock mixed with strong resentment and a hint of fear on his pale face. He was the young wizard whose skull was shattered by him twice before.

He had woken up and was also teleported into this corridor.

At this moment, all the wizards participating in this exploration were like athletes standing on the same starting line, waiting for the starting gun to sound.

"Buzz——"

When other figures appeared on both sides of Ronan, he muttered the syllables of the spell in his mouth. He casually summoned dense frost spears that exuded strong cold air and pointed them at the young wizard of the Thorn Palace on the right.

The latter was immediately shocked and subconsciously retreated.

At this moment, they were standing too close to each other, almost like there was only a transparent wall between them, and the distance between them was less than ten meters.

When Ronan casually threw a [Frost Spear] at the young wizard of the Thorn Palace on the right, a crystal wall armor like an ice curtain also quietly emerged around him, which was to defend against the Black Nightmare Swamp Wizard on the left.

The opponent was also casting spells at him, and the speed was only slightly slower than his movements.

At the same time, the wizards standing in different passages of this "corridor" had no idea how many spells burst out from their hands.

However, these spells all failed in the end.

Ronan saw with his own eyes that the dozens of frost spears he shot disappeared silently after penetrating the transparent wall beside him.

The connection with the mental power was directly disconnected.

The spell did not fall on the young wizard of the Thorn Palace on the right, and the spell of the Black Nightmare Swamp Wizard on the left did not appear in front of him either.

"It seems that we can't attack each other?"

Ronan's eyes flashed, "So the eight places to pass the level are a competition of speed?!"

"Boom!"

A white air wave visible to the naked eye suddenly exploded in the mirror corridor, and Ronan disappeared on the spot, and his figure turned into a blurry black shadow and rushed to the end of the corridor.

If this is really a speed race, looking down from the sky, you can see that on the hundreds of "tracks" that are densely packed in a circle and pointed at the common end at the center of the circle, the one belonging to Ronan, a black line, is overtaking the others at an incredible speed, constantly approaching the end of the center of the circle.

"Boom! Boom! Boom--"

Ronan completely abandoned the acceleration of the second-level flying magic tool and relied purely on physical strength. His speed was much faster than relying on the flying magic ring.

It is unknown what material this corridor full of mirrors is made of. No matter how much power his legs burst out, he will not leave any traces on the ground.

Ronan was like a black lightning flowing in the passage, making violent explosions from time to time, and moving forward at a very fast speed.

"It's time to find time to improve the proficiency of the master-level [Basic Swordsmanship]. The [Immaculate Body] plus the ancient frost hydra bloodline have transformed the body, and the continuously surging physical strength has slowly become a little difficult to control."

Ronan thought silently in his heart as he moved forward.

What he valued about the master-level [Basic Swordsmanship] was the absolute control it brought him over his body functions.

Before this, this control ability had always been at ease, but now it has gradually become inadequate.

"Hu——"

Ronan turned into a gust of wind and rushed out of the corridor.

The figure changed from extremely active to extremely quiet in an instant, and only the fluttering robes and long hair were still silently stating the violent speed of this time.

The silver figure that had been standing at the end of the corridor before, now turned into a huge ball of light, and suddenly reached the sky, looking down at the bottom indifferently like a silver sun.

A large number of rune patterns filled with mysterious atmosphere loomed between Ronan and the silver light ball, blocking the light and distance.

Ronan slowly retracted his gaze and scanned the surroundings, only to find that he was now on a huge circular platform.

The platform was as smooth as a mirror, like a huge mirror lying flat. Ronan lowered his head and could clearly see his reflection on the ground.

There were a total of eight platforms like this around Ronan.

Eight huge platforms like mirrors were quietly suspended in the air in a circular shape, and there was a bottomless brightness below.

"Shua——"

A figure penetrated the ripples in the air and suddenly appeared in front of Ronan. It was a Molten Crystal Lake wizard wearing a red robe, with slightly dark skin and a square face. He was obviously startled when he saw Ronan, and then quickly distanced himself from him with a vigilant look.

Immediately afterwards, more and more figures appeared on the platform.

The same was true on the other platforms, and figures appeared one after another.

The wizards who were previously in the Huiguang Corridor were teleported to different mirror platforms after a "race".

Ronan retreated to a corner of the platform, frowning slightly.

He realized that his previous inference was not accurate. Huiguang Corridor was not a real place for competition. The speed of crossing the corridor did not mean anything. Now this platform was where they were about to fight.

"Exactly eight."

Ronan was thinking silently. The number of people on the platform where he was located increased, and finally stopped when the number reached nineteen.

Among these nineteen people, the largest number was the wizards from Molten Crystal Lake, a full eight.

Then there were the wizards from the Thorn Palace wearing green robes, six.

There were only four people from the Silver Ring, including him.

Of course, there were the fewest wizards in the Black Nightmare Swamp, only two. After entering the platform, they immediately used some special spells to hide their bodies. Only mental power could capture a faint trace of energy fluctuations.

The other three ring wizards naturally moved closer to Ronan.

The people from other forces were all like this, keeping a sufficient distance from each other and looking at each other with fear.

No one knew what would happen next, but many people seemed to be able to guess what would happen next.

The atmosphere on the platform became tense and subtle.

"Glenn, from the First Ring."

Among the four people gathered in the Silver Ring, a handsome young man with a decent appearance, blue hair and gray eyes took the initiative to introduce himself.

Then he cast his eyes on the next person, who hesitated slightly, but quickly introduced himself.

The four people took turns, and Ronan was no exception.

He did not dislike sticking together with others, especially in the current situation where the situation was unclear. Standing with people of the same power would at least make him look less conspicuous.

Among the four magic ring wizards, Glenn and a round-faced female wizard from the third magic ring were both in the late second level, and the other young man was in the middle second level. Ronan's strength, which had just been promoted to the early second level, seemed quite "eye-catching". The other three looked at him with a little strangeness, but did not say anything.

"Have you participated in the internal exchange competition of the seventh ring?"

Glenn from the first magic ring spoke after everyone had introduced themselves.

But before everyone could answer, the huge silver light ball hanging above everyone's head suddenly shone brightly, and then a palm-sized, lens-like mysterious rune symbol appeared above each circular platform.

At the same time, a powerful wave of consciousness spread like a sudden sunshine, accompanied by the previous difficult and vague voice that could not distinguish between men and women.

"Qualification. One. Next round. Inheritance!"

"Buzz!"

The light of the transparent rune array rose from the four sides of the circular platform, wrapping upwards to form a huge bowl shape.

The top of each "bowl-shaped" platform flashed with a same lens rune.

This time everyone successfully interpreted the meaning conveyed by the silver light group-

Eight platforms, people on each platform fought each other to select one person to enter the next round of inheritance test.

And the mysterious lens-shaped rune above the platform...is the qualification certificate for entering the next round of inheritance test!

Almost at the moment when this consciousness wave fell, the light of the spell suddenly lit up on the platform where Ronan was, followed by several figures flashing in the air, scrambling to pounce on the mysterious rune suspended at the top.

Violent explosions sounded on each platform, the light of the spell, and the aftermath of the energy collision.

The first few figures who pounced on the rune had several confrontations in an instant, and no one succeeded. Instead, the rune representing the qualification was pushed gently to float elsewhere.

The people below also reacted quickly, with different tones, different spells, and dense spell chanting almost at the same time.

". I ranked 18th in the internal exchange competition of the Seventh Ring, and I was just a little bit away from entering the first echelon and qualifying for the first battlefield!"

The handsome young man Glenn from the first ring of magic had a gleam in his eyes, and he growled coldly and forcefully at the people in the same ring of magic, "If none of you is stronger than me, then you will do your best to assist me next! This inheritance."

"Boom!"

Before the handsome young man Glenn finished speaking, a huge white air wave suddenly exploded around them.

Then they saw a blurry figure that was so fast that even mental power could hardly capture it. In an instant, it crossed many distances, appeared next to the flowing rune like a teleportation flash, and grabbed the rune representing the qualification in his hand.

"Uh"

Glenn, who had just declared the "leadership", was stunned.

The other two magic ring wizards were also stunned.

The wizards of other forces on the platform were also stunned.

Everyone saw a handsome young man with white hair, blue eyes, and a gray-silver robe standing high above everyone's head, looking thoughtfully at the rune in his hand that was shining like a lens.

Soon, the young man stopped looking at the rune and looked down at the people below.

His eyes swept over the mission rings worn by everyone, and finally, the slender five fingers wearing the mission rings clenched the lens rune in his hand bit by bit, and said calmly: "Come on, let's go together.

In this game, the loser is out, and the winner takes all!"