Wizard Bloodline

Claire came close to Ronan in a flash.

Ronan's whole body was now covered by a "titanium" metal armor, including his cheeks, which were completely covered by a silver mask with closed shark teeth patterns that seemed to flow all the time.

Only a pair of eyes were exposed, and it was difficult for outsiders to see his appearance clearly.

Ronan was considering whether to reveal himself in front of Claire, but then he thought that it seemed that his identity could not be hidden, and hiding it would make him look stingy. It would be better to see Claire's reaction openly.

So Ronan took the initiative to melt the metal mask on his face, and looked at Claire who was approaching him quickly with a calm expression.

"Is it you?!"

Sure enough, the young wizard Claire saw Ronan's appearance clearly, stopped, and frowned.

But soon some emotions calmed down, and continued to walk to Ronan with an expressionless face.

"You should be thankful that Orion brought you into the Blue Mist Society early. Otherwise, if you were to meet me now, you might have been out."

Claire took a quick look at Ronan, her eyes lingering on his titanium armor, and then took out a communication stone to check, calling Ronan:

"Let's go."

Ronan's eyes flickered, "Where to?"

"There are several members of the Blue Mist Society in this area. We have discussed it and will meet under the third stone pillar first."

Claire pointed to a rather conspicuous gray stone pillar in the field of vision, looked at Ronan, and said coldly: "If you don't believe me, or don't want to join us, it's up to you."

"Boom!"

Before Ronan could answer, a violent roar of magic interrupted Claire's words, and the sound came from a direction on the east side.

The two people's eyes were immediately attracted to it, and they saw a faint red light between the ancient buildings shrouded in mist, and the roar continued, as if someone was fighting a big battle.

Ronan and Claire simply looked at each other, unexpectedly reached a tacit understanding, and flew towards the direction of the explosion almost at the same time.

The battle group was actually very close. In just less than half a minute, the two arrived at the location where the battle broke out.

Ronan and Claire stood on the roof of a round ancient goblin building, looking at the ongoing battle nearby.

Between several tall and short ancient buildings, two figures in robes were fighting in a group. The strength of both sides had reached the middle stage of level three. One controlled the flames, and the other controlled large areas of shadows.

The spells cast by both sides derived powerful domain power. The terrifying power kept colliding, and the rolling energy aftermath almost completely emptied the fog in a large area near the battle group. Some ancient goblin buildings were affected by the spells and directly collapsed large chunks of earth and rocks.

Obviously, there were more than two wizards attracted by the battle.

With the Eye of Truth and his keen five senses, Ronan noticed seven figures hiding in the shadows near the battle group.

"There are at least six level three wizards in this place, including two level three mid-level wizards."

Claire suddenly spoke to Ronan with a serious expression.

"A melee is likely to break out here, and it will not do us any good to get involved at this stage.

Let's go, according to the original plan, and find other people to join first."

Claire slowly retreated.

However, after retreating a distance, he found that Ronan didn't catch up at all.

"Don't you understand what I just said?

I said leave."

Claire frowned, walked up and spoke coldly.

Ronan turned his head to look at him calmly, "Actually, you don't have to care about me."

Claire stared at him expressionlessly, and the two looked at each other silently.

After a moment, Claire sneered and shook her head.

"What a fool."

He no longer paid attention to Ronan, turned around and left, and disappeared in an instant.

Ronan retracted his gaze and continued to focus on the battle group, his eyes flashing, his brain thinking quickly.

So far, in this area, in addition to the two people fighting, there are two level three mid-level wizards and five level three early wizards.

Claire's judgment is correct. A level three melee may indeed break out here.

It seems dangerous to ordinary people, but it is a good opportunity for Ronan.

If he can defeat a few more people in the melee, the soul power difference between the second level and the third level may be completely supplemented.

While thinking, two more people came one after another.

At this time, even the two level three wizards who were fighting with anger felt something was wrong.

Ronan frowned and found that the two level three wizards fighting had a tendency to stop.

After a while, the two actually stopped completely, one left and one right, coldly scanning the surroundings. I didn't know that they were in the same group.

The wizards who can enter the battle are naturally not stupid, and they will not do stupid things that let others "reap the benefits".

The originally tense and weird atmosphere suddenly relaxed. When the "profitable" situation no longer existed, no wizard on the scene wanted to be the first to stand out.

Some people began to leave, one by one... In the blink of an eye, half of the wizards who watched the battle left.

Ronan was a little disappointed. Things did not develop in the direction he hoped for.

However,

he soon "surprised" to find that two third-level wizards who had not left yet seemed to be interested in him, a "bold" second-level wizard who came out of nowhere, and began to slowly approach him.

Both of them regard him as a target, and are also aware of the other's intentions. Most of their attention is focused on the other, and they are carefully testing him.

"Come on, come on, come on just in time."

Ronan inhaled gently and lowered his head slightly, pretending not to know anything, but the light in his eyes that no one saw was getting brighter and brighter.

Just as the two third-level wizards were getting closer and closer, Ronan was already thinking about how to take action in order to kill one of them while ensuring that the other would not escape.

Sudden.

"Buzz——"

A strange sound wave quickly passed through the field.

All the third-level wizards in the field who had not yet left trembled slightly. Ronan also suddenly raised his head and his eyes quickly turned to a certain location.

"Buzz buzz-"

Strange sound waves continued.

This sound seemed to come from a dilapidated and decaying bell tower, with a trace of strange power that made people's souls numb and tremble.

All the wizards present were immersed in the sound of the bell, looking blankly at the direction from which the bell was coming.

Ronan didn't care about "fishing" at the moment and flew out from his hiding place, trying to get as high as possible. After reaching a certain height with a wide field of vision, Ronan squinted his eyes. With his extremely excellent eyesight, he saw——

To the west, above a large number of ancient goblin buildings, wizards' figures were running away frantically.

Behind them, a black and gray wave was rolling across the sky.

Above the wave, there is a terrifying figure surrounded by countless ghosts. The strange bells are emitted from the figure. Rich gray smoke rising several meters high rises outside the figure. This gray smoke almost obscures his appearance. Completely blocked, only a pair of pure black eyes could be seen, scanning coldly in the direction of Ronan and the others.

The wizards who were desperately escaping were chased by the terrifying figures one after another. The black and gray ghost wave rolled in and swallowed them up in the blink of an eye.

As for the terrifying figure standing on the top of the ghost wave, the gray smoke on its body increased rapidly like a blowing balloon, and soon it increased several times, becoming so thick that it was almost like a gray cloud.

When the last fleeing wizard was swallowed up by the wave of ghosts, a wizard at the scene finally recognized the person's identity.

That was one of the two mid-level third-level wizards who had fought before. At this time, his face turned pale, as if he had seen some extremely terrifying monster. He said in a slightly trembling voice: "It's the skeleton of Ma Fulin..." Death knell Ma Fulin.

He's coming! "

"When the death knell tolls, no one will be spared!"

The third-level wizard's voice sounded like a desperate cry at the end.

He turned around and left like a madman. The other wizards on the scene, who had heard the name "Skeleton Bell Ma Fulin", behaved in the same way as him.

The rest had already felt a strong sense of crisis from the terrifying power of the black and gray ghost waves that swallowed up each of the third-level wizards, and they also dispersed.

In just half a breath, Ronan was the only one left standing in this place.

"Mid-level three, close to the spiritual power cultivation of late-level three"

Ronan stood high in the sky, squinting his eyes and looking at the figures approaching in the distance on the ghost wave.

The sound of the death knell sounded around him over and over again, the sound getting faster and faster and weirder.

In Ronan's mind, three spiritual crystals were trembling slightly amidst the sound of the death knell, and at this time, in his eyes

All that was left was the dense cloud-like gray smoke on the opponent's body.

"If I can defeat this guy"

Ronan gently licked his slightly dry lips, "How much increase in soul power can I get?"

Ronan's eyes flashed and he was about to rush forward.

Suddenly an angry voice sounded in his ears.

"Damn"

Ronan looked slightly startled, turned his head, and saw that Claire, who had left before, had returned and reappeared in front of him.

"Are you scared out of your wits? Are you still stunned at this time? Why don't you run away and stand waiting to die?!"

Claire rushed up to Ronan and almost screamed into his ear.

“Every generation of skeleton knells are complete lunatics!

Before inheriting this title, the first thing they need to do is to kill all their classmates and teachers, and then refine them all into ghosts to serve as materials to strengthen the Realm of Dead Souls."

Claire gritted her teeth and kept urging Ronan: "Go away, you ignorant fool.

Skeleton Deathstroke is a character who is qualified to compete for the top twenty seats in this battle. He will crush you to death with a small second level, which is a hundred times easier than crushing an ant to death! "

"Why are you back?"

Claire's series of words were only met with a question from Ronan with a slightly strange expression.

Claire was stunned, and then all the anxiety on his face disappeared. He shook his head and backed away quickly.

"Yes, why would I come back?

I am also a fool and I should have let you die. Compared with you, Orion looks much more pleasing to the eye."

Ronan watched Claire babbling in amusement, and left for the second time without looking back.

Turning around, there was no longer any emotion on Ronan's face.

He took a step forward calmly.

"Shua——"

He suddenly appeared in a high altitude like a teleport, almost level with the terrifying figure directly in front of him who was shrouded in billowing soul gray smoke and only revealed a pair of dark eyes.

The latter stood on the top of the black and gray wave, surrounded by countless translucent ghosts. He looked at Ronan with a look of surprise in his eyes, as if he had discovered a new world.

"This is the first time I've seen an ant like you actively seeking relief."

"Is it fear and desperation that drive you?"

Ronan didn't speak, just stood quietly.

Feeling the skeletal death knell in front of you, the majestic and terrifying cold breath like the ocean, and listening to the eerie and obscure sounds of the death knell.

Ronan felt the blood in his body flow faster and began to feel hot.

Something was awakening between his soul and his flesh and blood.

Not only to compete for the huge amount of gray smoke to increase their soul power, but also because

Three years.

He was silent for three whole years.

No matter how sharp the sword is, its edge will become dull if it remains unsheathed for three years.

Especially people like Ronan, who grew up in battles of blood and fire.

He has always longed for a hearty battle and a well-matched opponent.

Now, the skeletal death knell in front of him obviously meets his expectations.

Ronan took a deep breath and looked at the skeletal death knell in front of him.

The other party stretched out a hand to him in a casual manner, and the ghost wave under his feet immediately rolled over.

Ronan didn't hide, but the blue in his eyes became thicker and brighter, and finally...

It was completely ignited like a flame!

"boom!"

A pure and powerful spiritual force field penetrated Ronan's body, showing a strange golden color, as if wrapped in an invisible and terrifying heat wave, making the void around him blurred and distorted.

Ronan's eyes were burning, and the azure blue under his eyes turned into pure gold, as rich as boiling and rolling magma!

He spoke softly: "[The Realm of Empty Ming - Boiling Lake]!"

[Basic Meditation] After master-level proficiency reaches 1,000 points, [Realm of Empty Ming] unlocks the second special state after [Lake of No Thoughts] - [Boiling Lake]!

In this state, Ronan's fighting spirit was stimulated to the extreme, and his thinking, consciousness, inspiration... all aspects of his state were improved ten times beyond normal.

Every spell he releases will be a "super-level performance" after squeezing his potential to the limit. Every bit of his mental power will bloom like burning kerosene!

Ronan gently raised his hand, and mysterious energy flowed out from between his fingers like a tidal wave.

A large number of free ice energy particles gathered between the sky and the earth, forming a rolling cold current.

The blazing dark blue veins extended from Ronan's feet to all sides, quickly outlining the gorgeous pattern of huge hexagonal snowflakes, and the huge pure white ice blade burst out of the seal of the frost vortex.

"Listen attentively"

"Skeleton knell. For whom is your knell tolling?"

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