Wizard Bloodline

After "Shipiort" shouted those words, a huge and rich golden halo spread from his feet with it as the center.

In an instant, every particle of gravel turned from yellow to gold, and every inch of sand turned into gold.

It was like a strange light covering the earth. After a moment, the entire endless desert turned into a bright golden sea.

This sea of ​​golden sand complements the golden city in the distance, exuding an extremely luxurious and brilliant light, just like the legendary ancient country recorded on the pages of fairy tales has come true.

Even though he knew this was just a dream, Ronan felt a deep shock from his heart at this moment.

This shock did not entirely come from the sight before him, but also from what "Spirt" said to him——

Just because I heard a story when I was young, I put it into action and really created a golden kingdom with my own hands! !

This behavior is really "Spirit".

Ronan didn't even know what words to use to describe his inner feelings.

At this time, he, "Shipierte" and "Shipierte" were the only ones left in this world. The dog named "Iti" was not golden and was not made of gold.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”

"Shipierte" returned to Ronan and stood side by side with him, squinting his eyes and looking at the golden city in the distance.

"I have spent my whole life realizing this dream that originated from my childhood and seemed absurd and unreasonable to others."

Ronan's lips moved slightly and he said, "But you finally realized it, didn't you?"

"yes."

"Shibierte" sighed softly, but then shook his head, "Actually, it has not been fully realized and there are still many things missing. Unfortunately, I don't have time anymore."

"Just like the ambitious old king in the story, he eventually died on his golden throne without waiting for the day when he would truly live forever."

"Can't even you resist time?"

Ronan murmured lowly.

"I?"

"Shipierte" smiled and said softly: "I'm still far away, maybe the real 'Shipierte' can do it."

"What's the meaning?!"

Ronan was suddenly stunned.

He had always believed that the young man in front of him was the legendary wizard "Spirt", but now, it sounded like he wasn't? !

"Shibiorte" looked at Ronan and slowly said: "A long time ago, there was a wizard who imagined that there was such a place in the world - there was infinite time, infinite space, endless resources, and everything you could The beauty you can imagine.

He spent his whole life looking for the entrance to that place. On this long road with no direction, his spirit and ideas infected many people, and some wizards joined in.

Adhering to the will of the first wizard, they worked hard to find, or in other words, worked hard to build such a place.

And this place was called by them - Shibiort! "

"..Later, 'Spirt' also became the name of this organization."

“There are many legends belonging to ‘Spirt’ left on the mainland, but few people know about it.”

"Shipierte" spread his hands helplessly, "'Shipierte' never refers to just one person."

"Of course, it's not wrong for you to call me 'Shipier', because every wizard in 'Shipier' will call himself 'Shipier' when walking outside."

"Buzz——"

Ronan's heart was shaken. The impact of this truth on him was no less than when the ancient golden kingdom rose up in front of his eyes.

He had always thought that Spierter was a legendary wizard with unparalleled talent and strength.

Only now do I know that "Spierte" is actually the name of a dreamland that only exists in ancient fantasies.

He had heard, and even come into contact with, so many legends about "Spirt" that they were too numerous to mention.

Shibierte seems to be involved in every field, including alchemy, blacksmithing, runes, and potions. He is extremely good at every type of spell, including space, metal, and illusion.

If you think about it carefully, yes, manpower is limited. How can one person's time, energy, and wisdom support research in so many fields?

If it were a group of people, it would be much more reasonable.

Ronan fell into a long silence, and "Shipierte" looked at him quietly, as if waiting for him to digest the news.

I don't know how long it took before Ronan's voice sounded again.

"So."

He raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him calmly, "When two or more of you 'Spirits' meet together...how should you call each other?"

"Well"

The young man was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Are you asking about my real name?

You can call me - 'Alchemist'. "

"Alchemist..."

Ronan recited the name silently and looked around at the golden sand sea. He felt that this name was quite appropriate for the man in front of him who had been chasing the dream of gold.

"So, what I see of you now is also fake?"

Ronan spoke.

The young man nodded, his clear and bright gem-like eyes showing a little bit of vicissitudes of life, and replied in a low voice: "My appearance and my voice are all based on your imagination, because you think I should be like this, So I became like this

As for who I am”

The young man shook his head, "It's been too long, so long that even I have forgotten what I originally looked like."

"Maybe he's a bad old man with a beard hanging down to the ground."

The young man smiled, as if he thought of some extremely interesting scene, and his eyebrows curved up happily.

He laughed for a while, then looked at Ronan and said, "Okay, I've almost told the story about me and 'Spirter', now it's time to talk about you."

"I?"

Ronan was startled, with a bit of confusion on his face.

To be honest, he didn't even know why he suddenly came here, to this dream that belonged to the "alchemist" of Spierte.

He only remembered that he and the Ash Witch Moriel were fighting for the golden magic box in the ruins of the Heart of Machinery, but they were both struck by some kind of powerful metal curse and became two golden sculptures.

Later, Moriel got rid of the influence of the curse first. She seemed to want to kill herself, but failed, so she wanted to use the power of the golden curse to kill herself.

"..In all these years, you are the first person who can insist on coming here and witness the gate of the Golden Kingdom with me."

"Thank you to fate for sending you to me. If you had come a little later, my consciousness would have completely dissipated."

The young man looked at Ronan with soft eyes, "Would you like to do a small favor for a bad old man with a beard hanging down to the ground?"

"What?"

Ronan looked slightly startled.

The young man looked around at the golden sand sea, and finally landed on the majestic golden city in the distance. His eyes were deep and full of longing.

"Help me finish building El Dorado.

Although I can no longer see it."

A touch of sadness and regret lingered in the air.

Ronan was infected by this emotion and looked at the endlessly brilliant golden city in the distance. After a long time, he couldn't help but said: "Can I go in and have a look?"

The young man turned to look at him and shook his head helplessly: "I'm afraid not... the real El Dorado is not here, this is just a simple projection.

Because of the loss of consciousness, I can’t even restore one-tenth of its original appearance.”

"All right."

Ronan felt regretful, realizing that this dream of "kings, boys and gold" might be coming to an end.

He finally stopped outside the door of the Kingdom of Gold, unable to go in and take a look.

"You're lucky, or I'm lucky.

What is left here happens to be the inheritance of the Golden Fire Spirit Maya, which is very consistent with the spell you are currently majoring in."

The young man looked at the dazzling golden city in the distance, pointed in a direction and said to Ronan: "Did you see it? That's Lingmaye.

I created it in the foggy stage. Although it is a bit rough, it still looks beautiful now."

Ronan followed the young man's expectations and saw seven huge dazzling statues reaching into the sky in the majestic golden city. The young man was talking about one of them.

Because of the golden light, he could not clearly see the whole picture of the majestic statue. He could only vaguely feel the antiquity, splendor and majesty that were difficult to express in words.

Just like when he faced "Hekarto".

"Golden Fire..."

Ronan stared at the image of "Lingmaya" in the young man's mouth, suddenly reacted, and said hesitantly: "My current major is ice magic."

He somewhat doubted whether the man had made a mistake.

The young man smiled and replied: "I know.

That's why I said Lingmaye is your best choice now

Sooner or later you'll have to master both ice and fire, and the Golden Throne is surrounded by more than just ice.

Dear Ronan, the connection between the energies of different elements between heaven and earth is much closer and more wonderful than you might imagine.

A long time ago, they even had the same name - ether. "

The young man said, looking at the black dog "Yiti" surrounding Ronan's feet as if he was referring to something.

“Understanding this early will be beneficial to your future path.

First try to let ice and fire coexist peacefully. Lingmaya will teach you on my behalf, and 'Titanium' is the best bridge for you to communicate with them."

"A coexistence of ice and fire."

Ronan murmured as he chewed on the "Alchemist"'s words, feeling as if a brand new door was slowly opening to him in front of him, but a lot of fog appeared in front of the door.

These concepts and knowledge are still too advanced for him to understand now.

"Take your time, step by step, don't rush..."

"The Alchemist" reached out and patted Ronan on the shoulder, comforting him: "You still have a long way to go, and there is still some distance before you can even touch the gate of the Golden Kingdom.

Let’s go to the Golden Country first, there is the key to completely opening the door to the Golden Kingdom.”

"Where is the way to the Golden Country?"

Ronan's face became more confused and he couldn't help but look at the "alchemist".

But the latter just pointed at his palm and said with a smile: "Don't you always hold the road sign of Golden Township in your hand?" Ronan was startled and subconsciously looked down at his hand.

The tightly clenched fingers opened, and a golden apple core lay quietly in his hand.

It was the core of the golden apple that the "Alchemist" invited him to eat before.

At this time, the core was emitting an unparalleled dazzling golden light. The golden light stung Ronan so much that he could hardly open his eyes.

Suddenly, he found that everything around him was becoming blurry and distorted. A force seemed to be pulling him away from this place.

Ronan hurriedly reached out to grab the arm of the "Alchemist" who was close at hand, but the latter had turned away and stopped looking at him.

He faced the direction of the golden city and sang a children's song loudly in a chant-like tone.

"..the groom's son

Have golden dreams

He is on the golden slope

Plant golden seeds

A heart as hot as gold

Watered with golden sunshine

"

In this voice full of infinite enthusiasm and vitality, which seemed to be forever young and full of vitality, everything in front of Ronan's eyes was shattered.

His consciousness fell into darkness, and everything left him.

When Ronan slowly opened his eyes, he found himself standing quietly on a long, golden, dilapidated street.

Everything around is golden yellow, and everything exudes the luster of gold.

Still a mechanical heart.

It's just that at this time, the mechanical heart has been completely turned into cold gold, and all the metals in the mechanical heart have turned into gold.

There was no sound, and there was absolute silence and tranquility all around.

Ronan lowered his head and suddenly discovered that the golden core he had been holding tightly in his hand in his dream had now turned into a golden rune stone.

The golden box he fought so hard for has long been opened.

Lying at his feet, there was a red rune stone and an irregular black metal block the size of a fist in the box.

Ronan was silent for a moment, and after a moment, he silently picked up the golden rune stone in his hand and inspected it.

There is only one rune recorded in the rune stone, which is called - [Spirt's Golden Law]!

"Is this the way to the Golden Land?"

Ronan murmured.

He lowered his body and picked up everything on the ground.

In the opened golden magic box, another rune stone was recorded which contained a complete set of metal spell inheritance.

They are - [Lingmaya Black Steel Touch], [Lingmaya Silver Body], [Lingmaya Brass Head], [Lingmaya Diamond Heart] and [Lingmaya Golden Soul].

The five spells are closely related to each other just by looking at their names. The five spells and the previous [Shibiort's Golden Law] sigil just form a completed metal spell school.

"Is this the inheritance of Maya, the golden fire spirit, that the 'alchemist' said?"

Ronan was thoughtful and suddenly realized.

The dream of the Golden Kingdom that the "alchemist" spent his entire life building may not be entirely just a golden kingdom.

It also represents an ancient and powerful metal magic system.

And the name of this system is - [Golden Kingdom]!

Ronan looked at the entire set of metal spell inheritance in his hand and remained silent for a long time.

This is probably the most ancient, profound and powerful inheritance he has received so far.

It comes from the legendary "Shibierte", an unknown but undoubtedly powerful ancient wizard who has spent his whole life working hard to create a brand new metal spell system!

Although it is not complete at the moment, it is just one of the inheritance of [Golden Fire Spirit Maya].

Just a piece of the puzzle of [El Dorado].

Ronan still needs to go to the Golden Land, get the key to the Golden Kingdom, and collect the remaining puzzle pieces before he can ascend the Golden Throne and restore the ancient glory of the Golden Kingdom.

Thinking of what he saw in his dream, the majesty, splendor and magnificence of the Golden Kingdom standing on the golden sand sea, Ronan couldn't help but feel trembled and excited.

But soon, this excitement was deeply hidden by him.

Unparalleled inheritance also brings unparalleled tests.

Behind the opportunity are ten times or even a hundred times the risk.

"When gold appears in the world, greedy people who covet gold will come in waves. Even the dwarf civilization in the Heart of Machinery will worry about the thunder and fire hammer being stolen and robbed by goblins, dragons, and cyclops.

The inheritance of the entire [Golden Kingdom] will only attract more ‘treasure thieves’...”

Ronan took a deep breath, put away the two rune stones and the golden magic box, and thought to himself: "Until my strength reaches a certain level, I must not let others know that I have the [Golden Kingdom] in my hands." "Inheritance"

Thinking about it, Ronan picked up the irregular black metal block placed together with the golden magic box.

After acquiring it, he discovered that the black metal was almost identical to the black dog named "Yiti" he had seen in his dream.

"Has the 'Alchemist' even prepared the metal medium for me to use with the [El Dorado] spell?"

Ronan weighed the not-heavy black metal block in his hand and murmured: "It's just that the grade of this 'titanium' seems a bit low, and the quantity is too small."

Ronan shook his head, put away the metal block, and then looked around.

Under the power of the golden curse released by the golden magic box, the vast mechanical heart has completely turned into a golden city-state. The puppets and metal elemental beings wandering inside have also disappeared, and all metals have turned into gold.

"Gold may still have some use in the secular world. For wizards, it is really not as good as the dilapidated and rusted abandoned place before. At least some valuable precious metals can be extracted."

Ronan originally wanted to collect some high-grade metals that could be used as spell media in the Heart of Machinery, but now this idea has come to nothing.

However, he got the entire mechanical heart, the most precious inheritance, which was not comparable to the thunder and flame hammers he had seen on the metal obelisk tower in the central square.

At least that's what Ronan thought. He didn't think a magical tool forged by a dwarf could be compared with the hard work of a legendary wizard from "Spirit".

The most important point is that Ronan has a strong intuition that the hammer forged by the dwarves in the Mechanical Heart is very likely not in the Mechanical Heart, and may have been moved out long ago.

"I should have asked the 'Alchemist' in my dream."

Ronan felt a little regretful.

But anyway, his purpose of coming to the Mechanical Heart was achieved. For the Mechanical Heart, which had completely turned into a golden ruin, he also lost the desire to continue exploring.

Finding a way out is the most important thing now.

"Calculate the time, the battle for the Heramus Wizard seat is about to begin"

Ronan's eyes flickered slightly, and after a simple search, he decisively released "Dodor III" from the space ring.

The mechanical heart had changed. He didn't know if the entrance he had entered had collapsed. Even if it hadn't, it would take a lot of effort to return. It was undoubtedly the quickest and most convenient choice to let "Dodor III" find him an exit nearby.

"If that Ash Witch Molly knew that her act of pushing the golden magic box to me did not kill me, but instead let me get the [Golden Kingdom], her expression would be very interesting."

"Ha~~"

Somewhere in the sky, a wizard girl with two white legs crossed and flying fast on a red lotus cane gently rubbed her nose to suppress the desire to sneeze for no reason.

"It must be that damned woman Selina who is saying bad things about me behind my back again."

Molly bared her teeth and urged fiercely: "Hurry up, Vivian. I have missed the opportunity to humiliate her once, and I can't miss the second time..."

"Yes, respected Miss Molly."

The respectful and slightly doting voice of the old woman in black robe came from behind. Then, the old woman in black robe suddenly turned into a huge black-feathered vulture, lifted Molly, flapped her wings gently, and turned into a small black dot in the sky in the blink of an eye

Above the wilderness at dusk, the huge setting sun was struggling to release the last golden color on the top of the mountains.

A giant snake more than 100 meters long, with a single horn on its head and scales all over its body as if made of blue ice crystals, silently and quickly swam towards the afterglow of the setting sun.

Above the head of the ice crystal giant snake, a slender and upright figure sat quietly.

It was a young man with fair skin and handsome appearance.

The frost-covered wind blew up the hem of his robe, and the glow of the setting sun gently sprinkled on his body, giving him a layer of orange-yellow gold.

He lowered his head slightly, and his whole body was perfect, like a masterpiece carefully carved by God, with a powerful charm that made people addicted.

It was Ronan who had escaped from the Mechanical Heart early and was heading to the ruins of the ancient city of goblins.

"Crack, crack--"

At this time, Ronan was concentrating on slowly "feeding" a metal blade the size of a washbasin with a slight rust on the surface to a large mass of black metal in front of him that looked like a living thing.

The metal was like a mass of condensed water, and its surface was constantly wriggling. In the middle was a huge shark-toothed mouth, just like eating biscuits, "grunting" and eating the metal blade Ronan fed it.

A lame goat with gray hair and a gold nameplate on its neck stood aside, watching the black metal biting the metal blade disc, and occasionally looked up at Ronan with a longing expression.

Ronan was annoyed by its stare, and occasionally threw out a few brightly colored metal blocks, and the gray goat that was "fed" would make a joyful "bleating" sound, and then eat happily.

"Buzz——"

After the entire metal blade disc was "eaten" by the black metal in front of it, a strange energy fluctuation emanated from the irregularly shaped black metal, and then it suddenly expanded a circle, and a trace of sharp air emanated from its body, just like the metal blade disc it had just eaten.

"Tsk"

Ronan saw the change in the breath and volume of the black metal ball, and a strange light flashed in his eyes. He muttered to himself: "No wonder the 'alchemist' named it titanium.

The ancient ether represents unknown elements and infinite possibilities.

The characteristic of titanium is that it can evolve and upgrade by swallowing metal.

In this regard, it is indeed like 'ether', with infinite possibilities."

"This is a ball of metal that can grow."

"It is also the most suitable magic medium for me and the [Golden Country]!"

"Although I don't know if there is an upper limit to its growth, at least it is enough for me at this stage."