Wizard Bloodline

The silver-white spear pierced through the center of his forehead and pierced through the back of his head. Ma Fulin leaned back hard.

His eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and his face showed extreme shock and disbelief.

The next moment, all the ice crystal spikes surrounding Ma Fulin's body were broken, and Ma Fulin broke free from the icy confinement, spread his arms, and opened and closed his mouth silently.

A strange spell wave emanated from him, and in the frost domain, the black ice that froze the ghosts exploded one after another.

At the same time, Ma Fulin's entire body seemed like a clay doll dried and cracked by the scorching sun. The skin and flesh all over his body quickly cracked, and gaps the size of a baby's mouth appeared. In the gaps, strong black beams shot out, as if something was trying to break out of his body.

At this time, the silver-white spear that pierced through Ma Fulin's forehead quickly melted, flowing down Ma Fulin's cheeks like mercury, blocking some gaps that radiated strong light.

Ma Fulin's face was grim, and he was about to reach out to grab the flowing mercury that seemed to be alive. Suddenly, a tall and slender figure quietly appeared in front of him.

"Congeal!"

Ronan looked down at Ma Fulin coldly, and stretched out his right hand towards him. In an instant, countless titanium metal tentacles sprang up and suddenly wrapped around the struggling Ma Fulin.

Each titanium tentacle exuded a trace of space stagnation. Ma Fulin's whole body suddenly stopped moving, and only his mental power was unwillingly turbulent, like a trapped beast colliding with the "prison door" that was about to close.

Ronan knew that Ma Fulin was preparing a magic trump card that he had not yet released, but it was too late to do this now.

The ice and snow domain composed of ice crystals, snowflakes, and thorns collapsed rapidly under Ronan's hands. The rolling cold air between the heaven and earth, as well as the aura of several extraordinary domains, all gathered towards one point - that was Ma Fulin's body.

The body of Ma Fulin wrapped in titanium began to produce ice rapidly, layer by layer, and there seemed to be inexplicable patterns growing in the endless deep blue ice.

In just a blink of an eye, Ma Fulin's figure had completely disappeared from the battle group, leaving only a huge rotating ice ball, releasing an extremely pure icy breath, constantly cutting the blank void like a cold and sharp rotating ice knife.

Ronan stood in the sky, and he showed his true body after getting rid of all the titanium metal.

He held the ice ball in his right hand, and his silver-gray robe was blown high by the raging cold wind. The aura of the law domain around him was like an invisible snake entwined and intertwined, and his handsome face was covered with coldness.

When all the coldness in this space was gathered, Ronan had no expression on his face and uttered softly.

"Bang!"

In an instant, the crazy spinning ice ball suddenly stopped.

An inexplicable breath spread rapidly from the battle group.

The wizards who were affected by this breath all felt an indescribable discomfort, as if their hearts suddenly skipped a beat, and their entire bodies fell into a momentary stop and disorder.

However, this discomfort came and went quickly, and the next moment everyone saw the stagnant ice ball suddenly break.

The previously compressed ice and power of the domain of law poured out like a flood, instantly clearing out the wandering ghosts around, followed by an indescribable terrifying intention of breaking and cutting.

In the small area where Ma Fulin was, the void seemed to have turned into a smooth mirror, which broke into countless silver fragments and cracked, leaving a series of shocking black cracks.

"Bang!"

In the violent energy shock, it seemed as if something was squeezed and exploded.

A fist-sized black object fell out.

Ronan's eyes flickered slightly, and he subconsciously reached out to grab it. He looked carefully and found that it was a square bell-shaped object with a hollow bottom.

It looked like an old cowbell, with many mysterious ancient patterns engraved on the surface.

He shook the strange cowbell gently, but it didn't make any sound. Instead, a pile of pale and decayed broken fingers fell out from under the cowbell. On each broken finger, there was a glimmering space ring.

I'm afraid they were all left by the wizards who were killed and harvested by Maflin?

Just as Ronan was thinking, a cold, majestic and complex aura suddenly rose from the center of the power explosion of [Broken Silver].

Ronan's eyes were stern, and he was ready to fight back at any time, but when the terrible aura was fully revealed, he found that it was a ball of light entangled with countless gray air currents.

Each air current represented a powerful ghost body, and in the center of this light ball, there was a soul body struggling to climb out.

Its body was emaciated, its face was distorted, and its face was full of extreme despair and fear. Its eyes looked at Ronan, and it seemed that it was releasing the intention of asking for help.

Ronan recognized it at a glance. This was the soul of Ma Fulin.

In just a moment, Ma Fulin's soul was entangled by a series of terrifying ghosts and pulled back.

One of the ghosts was particularly ferocious and fierce. It lay on Ma Fulin and tore him madly. In a blink of an eye, it pulled Ma Fulin into a huge gray airflow.

Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be a young and handsome boy when he was alive.

"Did he get backfired?"

Ronan was slightly stunned and felt a little surprised by this result.

The last magic trump card that Ma Fulin wanted to cast was interrupted by himself. Perhaps it was because of the backlash of power caused by the failure of casting the spell, or perhaps after the death of his physical body, his strength was no longer enough to suppress the countless resentful souls under his control

So this situation occurred.

Ronan thought for a while and took out a small bone ring from the space ring.

This ring was a ghost bone ring that he had obtained from a black-robed wizard a long time ago during his apprenticeship. It was specially used to store souls.

This bone ring once contained the ghost of a mad woman who wanted to kill "Valenzuna".

Later, the mad woman ghost died, and the bone ring remained idle.

Ronan used the bone ring to collect the energy group surrounded by countless ghosts in front of him. The bone ring, which was only an intermediate level zero-level magical tool, had just collected all the ghosts including Ma Fulin, and a crack suddenly burst out from the surface of the ring. There are cracks, and the cracks have a tendency to spread.

Ronan wasn't surprised, but at the moment he didn't have a more suitable storage container, so he could only use frost to freeze the entire bone ring, which could temporarily suppress these restless ghosts.

When Ronan finished everything he was doing, he raised his head and saw countless large and small colored light groups swarming towards him in the void.

"call--"

Like a strong wind blowing on his face, Ronan closed his eyes and felt that his soul power was rising rapidly, approaching a certain critical point quickly.

In my mind, three pale golden spiritual power crystals also bloomed with a dim glow at the same time, trembling incessantly.

"boom!"

It was as if a gray torrent broke out on Ronan.

The billowing gray smoke enveloped his entire body, condensing like a thick gray cloud.

This gray cloud keeps surging, as if something is about to be born from it.

Surrounding the battle group, three level three wizards stood motionless.

Looking at the looming tall figure belonging to Ronan in the billowing gray clouds, many people fell into confusion at this moment.

"Ma Fulin is dead?"

The same question popped up in the minds of every wizard watching the battle, giving them a strong sense of unreality.

After a while, the eyes of the wizards watching the battle began to shake violently as they fully accepted the reality before them.

Ma Fulin is dead!

The contemporary inheritor of the Skeleton Death Knell, with mid-level strength in the third level. Before the battle began, Ma Fulin, the top figure who was considered the first echelon by many and qualified to compete for the top 20 positions of the Hormus Wizards, is actually dead. ? !

And he died at the hands of a young wizard whose apparent strength was only at the second level. Shocked, appalled, horrified, unbelievable, unbelievable

All kinds of emotions surged through the hearts of the onlookers like a volcano erupting.

"Who is this man? Has anyone heard of his name?"

"When did the south have such a powerful ice magic inheritance?!"

"What a terrible monster!"

A small shocking storm formed among the wizards watching the battle. Many people realized that there might be another evil star rising in the southern wizarding world, who was about to shine in this battle for seats!

"Well"

The person who was most affected by this battle was naturally the genius wizard Claire of the "Magic Hand" who was also a member of the Blue Mist Society with Ronan.

At this time, Claire was still almost in a daze, and she had not yet fully recovered from the shock of Ronan defeating Ma Fulin in one fell swoop.

Claire suddenly thought of what Orion said to Ronan when he led him to join the Blue Mist Society - "Maybe you can try fighting him. I don't think you may be his opponent."

At that time, he only felt that it was the humiliation Orian had done to him. Now that he thought about it, it was not a humiliation. It was clearly a sinkhole dug by Orion for him.

"The 'four-color metal' Orion is simply a cover created by the Silver Ring, a smoke bomb.

This Ronan is the real chief genius of Silver Magic Circle, and the top trump card they hide in their hands."

Claire muttered with a dazed expression. He finally discovered the truth of the matter. It was ridiculous that most people in the Blue Mist Society were still in the dark like him.

The current president of the club, "Morning Wind" Harveyd, should be aware of the situation, otherwise he would not have agreed to a small second-level wizard joining the Blue Mist Club, and his attitude towards the other party would be so warm and friendly.

Claire was thinking.

Suddenly this time.

"boom!"

An invisible wave suddenly came from somewhere far away.

Claire and the wizards who had not dispersed subconsciously turned to look in the direction of the fluctuation.

Everyone's eyes suddenly focused, and they saw that somewhere on the east side of the ancient fairy city, layers of fog quickly dispersed.

In the dispersing fog, on a gray-white stone pillar, there was a blazing white light pillar penetrating the sky.

Vaguely, everyone could see that an extremely dense gray cloud was quietly floating into the pillar of light, landing gently on the top of the stone pillar, and there seemed to be a human figure in it.

All the wizards stared at this scene blankly, and the scene was silent for a few seconds.

After a moment, someone reacted and let out a shocking and moving cry.

“It’s a seat!

One of the thirty-two wizard seats in Hellas is already occupied! "

Suddenly, everyone was shocked.

This is too fast!

The ancient goblin city has appeared, and it has only been a short time since the battle officially started. Some people have already defeated enough opponents to gain recognition and occupy one of the thirty-two wizard positions.

At this moment, everyone felt an inexplicable sense of urgency.

Although many people are self-aware and do not necessarily expect to be among the thirty-two wizards, the confirmation of the seats also means that the end of the first stage of the competition is approaching.

There is not much time left for them to harvest, and many people do not want to be regarded as prey in the next time and become a stepping stone for others to rise to power.

Many wizards took a deep look at the figure in the quelling battle group that shocked and impacted them so much, and left quickly with shock that had not yet dissipated and a strong look of fear.

Claire was still staring at the conspicuous beam of light. When she turned around, she met a pair of eyes as blue and deep as an autumn lake.

"You."

Claire was startled and subconsciously stepped back, not knowing what to say.

At this time, after Ronan had absorbed all the mysterious light groups collected by the skeletal Deathstroke Ma Fulin, the gray smoke outside his body was so thick that it almost completely enveloped him.

His whole body was surrounded by gray smoke, and it seemed like burning gray flames, swaying uncertainly. With his deep cold eyes and his slender and straight body, even if he did nothing, just standing there, he could give people an impression of... A strong sense of mystery and power.

"I need to find a quiet place to prepare for promotion to level three"

Ronan looked at Claire calmly in front of him and said bluntly: "I'm afraid I can't go with you to meet other members of the Blue Mist Society."

Ma Fulin's "gift" allowed Ronan to completely make up for the last bit of soul power gap between Ronan and the third-level wizard, and even exceeded it.

He now feels that he can attack the third-level wizard at any time.

Promoting from Level 2 to Level 3, whether it is condensing the fourth spiritual power crystal, constructing the fourth soul sigil, or further sublimating and transforming mental and soul power, it will greatly increase his combat power. Ronan must do it as soon as possible Finish.

Even now we are in a fierce battle.

Ronan initially had a mediocre impression of Claire, the genius wizard of the "Magic Hand", but his two visits completely changed Ronan's perception of him.

Claire is actually not a bad person, and can even be said to be more "humane" than ordinary wizards.

Even when facing a powerful opponent like the Skeleton Deathstroke, he would still want to help the little second-level wizard from his "rival" force.

so.

Regarding finding a place to break through, Ronan felt it was necessary to tell Claire.

When Claire heard Ronan's words, she was stunned for a moment, then her expression changed rapidly, and finally she said quickly: "You can find a place to be promoted, and I will protect you."

"Well"

Ronan was a little surprised. Before he could react, Claire was already searching around anxiously, as if to find a suitable retreat for him, and kept saying: "Materials needed to advance from level 2 to level 3." Are you ready?

I still have some on hand, you can use them first."

Ronan looked at Claire who looked more worried than him, and suddenly couldn't help but want to laugh.

Compared with the change in attitude due to the display of his own strength, he is more inclined to the other party's original temperament.

Ronan did not reject Claire's kindness. In fact, in the ancient elf city, especially when someone had just won the seat, everyone began to feel anxious, and the intensity of the next battle was bound to escalate. At this time, he chose Breakthrough in retreat itself is an extremely risky behavior.

With Claire on the side to help protect him, he can feel more at ease when he breaks through.

Ronan and Claire quickly left the battle group that fought against Ma Fulin, and finally found an inconspicuous ancient elf building that looked like a huge gray mushroom in a relatively remote and hidden location.

The ancient goblins who once lived in the ancient goblin city have long since disappeared.

Ronan pushed open the old small door made of unknown material, walked into the building, and looked around at the environment inside.