Wizard Bloodline

". Ancient wizards tried to integrate the souls of other powerful creatures into their own souls, and then obtained innate talents."

"Aren't they worried that their souls will be polluted? Or even more serious consequences..."

Ronan couldn't help but interrupt.

The will of the ancient frost hydra Hekarto still remains in his consciousness space, and he is fully aware of the dangers of devouring and merging different souls.

"Um."

Orion nodded, "They quickly realized that this wouldn't work. Later, the ancient wizards came up with a better solution."

"What can I do?"

"Summoning, possession."

"Summoning...possession?"

"Yes."

Orian said slowly: "The spirit wizards created a place called the Hall of Souls to specifically store the souls of those powerful beings.

When needed, powerful effects can also be achieved through mark summoning.

This method perfectly solves the problem of foreign souls contaminating soul power and conflicting with one's own soul.

They only need a simple rune mark to summon powerful souls from the Palace of Souls to assist in combat. Not only does it save a lot of time in studying spells, but their combat effectiveness is even stronger than that of normal wizards.

As a result, the way of spirit witches flourished for a while, and many wizards turned to the embrace of spirit witches. After their lifespan was exhausted, the spirit witches would also actively choose to enter the Hall of Souls to be driven by those who came after them.

It is said that when the spirit witchcraft was at its most prosperous, the Palace of All Spirits had more than tens of thousands of powerful soul bodies, and the entire wizarding world almost ushered in huge changes.

However, at this time, a catastrophic riot occurred within the spirit witches. "

"Those powerful souls existing in the Palace of All Souls began to feel dissatisfied with the fate of being driven as tools, and they also longed to return to the human world again, by forcibly seizing their bodies after being summoned to summon the physical bodies of spirit witches.

The rebellion in the Hall of Souls was a catastrophe to the spirit witches and the wizarding world. When the rebellion was completely put down, the wizards began to think about the feasibility of the way of the spirit witches again.

They realized that there was no way to fundamentally solve this problem, because every spirit wizard, no matter how brilliant he was during his lifetime, would be destined to be in the Palace of Spirits, and no one could guarantee that when he became a soul body, he would be able to Endure the fate of being driven by others for a long time, and resist the temptation to return to the world for the second time.

At the same time, the various drawbacks of the spiritual witchcraft were also mentioned again. After all, it is a practice method involving the soul. No matter how thorough the consideration, many dangers are still unavoidable. The number of wizards who died from soul backlash and other reasons during practice has always been Even those wizards who are at the forefront of the path of spiritual witches are beginning to gradually feel that if they continue to follow this path, they will eventually be unable to avoid the end of soul distortion."

"At this point, the way of spirit witches has been abandoned, the palace of all spirits has been sealed and exiled, and the way of spirit witches has completely disappeared like a flash in the pan.

Later, wizards began to turn to the study of bloodlines."

Orion's story ended, but Ronan's mind refused to calm down for a long time.

He has always been interested in this kind of ancient secret. Every time he hears it, he will be impressed by the wisdom of ancient wizards.

At that time, the continent was flat, all wizards lived on the same land, and countless schools blossomed in the collision of wisdom.

He is fascinated by the ancient times, and he is not the only one, many wizards are like this.

Of course, this does not mean that today's wizards are not as smart as the wizards in ancient times. Various disciplines and spells are still developing and progressing, but many things are already insulated from the lower-level wizards.

Powerful wizards have all entered the lower levels, and the broken and suspended continent has become a natural barrier to isolate communication between wizards of different levels.

"I guess that Ewakui may have accidentally obtained part of the ancient spirit witch's practice method somewhere. The summoned spirit body he currently displays is not as powerful as the legend, and it should not be able to communicate with all the spirits. temple

However, at this stage of the Mist Wizard, he is powerful enough, and Evaque's strength may be comparable to the strongest geniuses of the three large wizarding forces like Andariel.

Of course, whether it is true or not, we will have to wait until they fight to find out."

Orian took a sip of tea and said calmly.

Ronan gently stirred the reddish-brown tea in the cup with a small silver spoon, creating a small whirlpool of tea soup, and said, "You came to me, didn't you just want to have a simple chat with me?"

This meeting between the two seemed to really hit the mark at this time.

Facing Ronan's inquiry, Orian nodded and said directly: "I mainly came to see if you have been promoted to level three."

"I disappoint you."

"That's not true."

Orian said: "If you really advance to the third level, I will be surprised...after all, you just condensed your second mental power crystal three years ago."

Ronan said nothing, waiting for Orian to continue.

Orian thought for a while and said: "... After the battle in Andariel, I formed a small private alliance with the people who survived that battle, as well as some other geniuses from the medium-sized wizarding forces in the south. group."

Ronan blinked, "In order to seek revenge on 'Venomous Mask' Andariel?"

"Of course I would if I had the chance."

Orian said calmly: "The main purpose is to fight for the seat of Hellams."

At this time, Orian's voice suddenly stopped. He took out a glowing communication stone from the space ring, checked it, thought for a while, and then said to Ronan: "There is a party soon, let's go together, I will tell you slowly on the way."

Ronan had no objection. The two walked out of the space tent, led by Orian, and talked as they walked.

".This time, the competition for the Heramus Wizard seat is much more intense than the previous ones. Some people even concluded that this year's Wizard Chief is very likely to get the real inheritance left by Heramus in the south."

"The inheritance of the Guardian left by Heramus in the south has never been taken away?"

"There is a part that has not been taken away, and it is also the most critical part.

No one has ever been able to meet Heramus's requirements for the inheritor, although no one knows what the standard he set for inheriting this key inheritance is."

Two wizards appeared in the field of vision in front of him. Orian raised his hand, and a magic tool worn on his wrist burst into light, covering him and Ronan, completely isolating the eyes and mental power of external exploration.

"Let's talk about our small alliance group.

There are only 32 seats in total, but there are at least 300 wizards who are eligible to compete for seats..."

"So many?"

Ronan was a little surprised. The number reported by Orian far exceeded what he had observed.

"It will only be more..."

Orian shook his head and said, "Except for the top figures in the first step who are bound to take a seat and aim to be the chief wizard, there may not even be 20 seats left.

If you want to stand out among the 300 third-level wizards and win one of the less than 20 seats, it would be too weak to rely on your own strength alone."

"So you plan to cooperate and ensure that several of them can enter the top 32?"

Ronan finally heard what Orian wanted to say.

"Yes."

Orian said calmly: "Gathering the strength of dozens of third-level wizards, the chances of success in competing for a few seats are still very high.

No matter who finally gets the seat, the others can get corresponding compensation." Ronan's expression was a little strange.

He was surprised and admired the ideas of Orion and his group of second-tier geniuses. This second-best approach can indeed ensure the maximization of everyone's interests.

With the support of the forces behind them, there is no need to worry about someone crossing the river and demolishing the bridge.

The key is that if this alliance reaches a cooperation, the relationship between them will become more stable and reliable. When Orion and his generation grow up in the future, it will also bring many benefits to their respective forces.

'The vision and wisdom of the second generation. '

Ronan sighed in his heart.

"..Now our group is still absorbing strength. The greater the strength of the group, the greater the benefits of the success of the plan after the battle begins."

"So you came to me just to let me join your organization?"

Ronan thought for a while and said, "I haven't been promoted to level three, but you still don't change your original intention. It seems that you have a way to allow level two wizards to join the battle."

Orian pondered and said, "I guess so.

In fact, the threshold of the battle for the wizard seat of Heramus is not based on level three wizards. To be precise, it is level three combat power..

There have been examples of level two wizards entering the battle before, but such operations are not meaningful, because even a level two wizard with the combat power of a level three wizard, under a large realm gap, is still difficult to compete with those level three wizard geniuses who also have the ability to challenge across levels, and ultimately missed the top 32."

"What method do you say directly?"

Ronan spoke in a low voice. Even though he was very restrained, he could still hear some urgency in his tone.

The time for the official start of the battle for the Wizards seat is getting closer and closer. The talented and proud children in the south are taking turns to appear, but Ronan is still stuck in the stage of upgrading from level 2 to level 3 and slowly climbing up.

It would be a lie to say that there is no rush at all, but some things can't be rushed at all.

Ronan is extremely eager to participate in this event in person. Now he heard Orian say that there is a way to enter without actually breaking through level 3, and he was naturally surprised.

Orian also knew Ronan's current state. He glanced at Ronan and said, "It's actually very simple... just snatch other people's tickets."

"Snatch other people's tickets?!"

Ronan was startled, and a strange light bloomed in his eyes. After a moment, all the light converged.

"You continue."

Ronan calmed down, and there was no more fluctuation on his face.

"I have said everything I want to say."

Orian stopped, and in front of the two, a very beautiful and high-end space tent was set up under the shadow of a hillside.

Orian led Ronan to the tent. Ronan's eyes flickered and he suddenly spoke.

"I almost forgot, what is the name of your alliance group?"

"Blue Mist."

Orian replied, "Blue Mist Society."

"The last mist before dawn."

Ronan murmured, and then followed Orian's footsteps.

He opened the door curtain and walked into the tent.

The space inside was much larger than the space tent Ronan bought, and it was also much more luxurious and comfortable.

There was even a carpet that was not too short in front of the door. There was a bright light hanging from the top in front of it, just falling on a small pool.

There was a long circular table next to the pool. Some people were sitting or standing at the table, talking in a low voice.

Each one of them looks very young, and the mental power fluctuations and soul aura they exude are all above level three. They have an outstanding temperament and look like a high-spirited and arrogant person.

"Orian is here."

The appearance of the two people immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the space. It was obvious that Orian's status among this group of people was not low.

After seeing Orian, everyone's eyes immediately fell on Ronan naturally, followed by the sound of whispers.

Someone yelled at Orion: "Orian, what do you mean? Why did you bring a second-level wizard here."

The shouter crossed the crowd, pointed directly at Ronan and asked Orian: "Do you still want us to grab a ticket for him?"

Orion shook his head and said, "He will solve the ticket issue himself."

"Even if he has the ability to obtain tickets on his own, his contribution in the battle will be very limited, but the benefits of joining will be divided among all members of the society."

The speaker was not polite to Orian. He was a young man with blue hair, wearing a bright silver and exquisite robe. The robe was embroidered with a strange pattern that resembled a palm.

"Maybe you can try fighting him."

Orian looked at the blue-haired young man in front of him and said calmly: "I don't think you may be as strong as him."

"Orian, are you insulting me in disguise?"

The blue-haired young man's face instantly darkened.

"I'm just stating what I believe to be a fact."

The two were tit for tat, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.

"Okay."

At this time, a deep and deep voice sounded.

The owner of the voice is a dark-haired young man with a calm demeanor. He has a leader-like temperament. He is also the strongest among all the people in the room. He has reached the mid-level three level and has condensed up to seven mental power crystals!

For example, Orion and the blue-haired young man are both in the early stages of level three, with five spiritual power crystals on their way to reaching the sixth level.

"I trust Orion's judgment. Claire, please trust your partner as well."

The black-haired young man opened his mouth to smooth things over. He seemed to be quite prestigious in this group called the Blue Mist Society. Both Orion and the blue-haired young man gave in, and the latter hummed softly and sat back at the long circular table.

"Welcome to join the Blue Mist Society, how should I call you, my friend."

The black-haired young man smiled and stretched out his hand to Ronan and said, "You can call me Harveyd. I belong to the 'Morning Wind'."

"Ronan Damien, like Orion, comes from the Silver Circle."

Ronan simply introduced himself, followed by a black-haired young man named Harvey who introduced all the Blue Mist Club members in the room to Ronan one by one, showing full respect for him and everything was impeccable. .