Wizard Bloodline

In the void of consciousness space, three spiritual power crystals rotated rapidly in a triangular shape, emitting a large amount of crystal light and gathering at the center of the triangle.

The fourth crystal slowly condensed, and mysterious lines continued to grow in it.

When the fourth crystal grew to a certain extent, "Buzz--"

The four spiritual power crystals in the consciousness space trembled at the same time, and it seemed that a mysterious force suddenly stretched outward.

"Ka-ka-ka--"

The dark and void consciousness space expanded rapidly outward, and the four spiritual power crystals in the space then skyrocketed, all growing to several times the original size, and the color became more and more crystal and brilliant, like four top-grade gold diamonds.

"Hu--"

In the dark and quiet little room, an invisible hurricane suddenly emerged, forming a huge air vortex.

The simple furniture in the room was blown slightly, making a "rustling" sound.

In this strange vision, Ronan, who was in the center of the room, quietly opened his eyes, and the golden light that suddenly bloomed in his eyes illuminated the entire room.

Ronan slowly stood up, and at this moment he had become the light source of the entire room.

He seemed to have a certain aura, and his body and robes were coated with a layer of light golden glow, as if he was bathed in bright sunshine anytime and anywhere.

"Is this the realm of a third-level wizard?"

Ronan murmured softly, looking down at his hands, the edges of his palms were also glowing, making his ten fingers look even whiter and slenderer.

In his mind, four light golden spiritual power crystals were quietly suspended.

Three of them were larger in size, and the fourth was a few circles smaller. Inside it was a rune pattern that looked like a flame, but was cold white in color.

This was his fourth soul seal - [Ice Flame].

It was inherited from the Lanster family and was also one of the most core inheritance seals of "Ice Flame Iris".

Calling up the character panel, the information displayed behind Ronan's strength column has become [Level 3 Formal Wizard (1%)].

"The quality of mental power has improved, about ten times stronger than the previous level 2 wizard in the late stage."

Ronan silently felt, "I guess... it can be comparable to the mental strength of an average level 3 mid-stage wizard."

The benefits of the secondary purification of mental power brought by [Basic Meditation] are constantly being reflected. In addition, Ronan's soul power has also increased significantly.

The benefit of increased soul power is the improvement of spell control ability.

The relationship between soul power, mental power and spells is that soul power is like a person's body, mental power is the strength that grows on this body, and spells are weapons.

Generally speaking, the size and strength of the body are proportional to the strength. The greater the strength, the heavier the weapon.

Previously, Ronan's spiritual power had been purified twice, so his "strength" was greater than that of wizards of the same level. It was like a child born with divine power holding a giant sword. Although he had enough strength, he was limited by his body size and could not perform many delicate operations.

Now that he has grown into an "adult" body, he will naturally become more comfortable holding the same weapon.

Time is running out, and it is obviously too late to practice third-level spells temporarily.

Ronan casually summoned a small ice ball in his palm, his eyes flashed slightly, and the [Ice Flame] talisman flickered slightly in his consciousness space.

In an instant, the ice ball in his palm silently rose a cluster of blue-white mist, and his five fingers slowly closed, and the mist gradually shrank until it completely turned into an ice-blue flame.

As the flame took shape, all the heat in the small room seemed to converge towards it, and the temperature in the room dropped sharply. In just a blink of an eye, a thin layer of white frost covered the four walls and the floor of the room.

"After the blessing of [Ice Flame], the icy power of ice spells has undergone a qualitative change. The legend of the Ice Flame Iris Lanster family can be regarded as the real starting point from this step."

Ronan slowly extinguished the ice flame ice ball in his hand, and a few wonderful insights arose in his heart.

He still remembered that in the dream of the Golden Kingdom inheritance of the Mechanical Heart Shi Bierte, the "Alchemist" told him that the connection between elements is more wonderful and close than he imagined.

"You are destined to embark on the path of controlling ice and fire at the same time. The Golden Throne is surrounded by more than just frost."

Ronan whispered what the "Alchemist" had said to him.

Although the effect of [Ice Flame] has nothing to do with the concept of "ice and fire coexisting", the frost condensed to a certain extreme does show some of the characteristics of the flame form.

Ronan felt as if he had grasped something, but it was like a reflection in the water, which shattered with a slight touch.

"The realm of ice and fire coexisting is still too far away for me now, let's take it step by step."

Ronan shook his head and slowly stood up.

After being promoted from level 2 to level 3, Ronan's mental power and soul power have increased significantly. Coupled with the effect of [Ice Flame], Ronan's control and compression ability of ice and frost power have greatly improved.

This made it possible for a certain idea that had been lingering in his mind to be realized all of a sudden, but whether it was feasible or not would have to be tested in actual combat.

Claire stood in front of the mushroom-shaped hut, her lips tightly pursed, holding a flashing communication stone in her hand, and her eyes fixed on a light curtain barrier not far away that was gradually shrinking.

"Shua——"

The light curtain that was originally moving slowly suddenly shrank faster and approached Claire at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Claire's face changed slightly, and she subconsciously looked in the direction of the cabin behind her.

"call--"

Almost at the same time, a strong wind blew in his face, and a dazzling golden light bloomed in front of his eyes.

Claire narrowed her eyes subconsciously and took two steps back.

When he came to his senses, he suddenly found that Ronan's figure had appeared in front of him.

Compared with a few days ago, Ronan's appearance had not changed much, but his whole aura had undergone earth-shaking changes.

More and more profound and reserved, with a hint of coldness, both at the third level, Claire was just a little closer to Ronan, but she felt as if she was being suppressed by something invisible and suffocating.

This feeling shocked him. It was not long before he was promoted to the third level wizard, and he was about to condense his sixth spiritual power crystal.

In terms of combat effectiveness, Claire knew that she was definitely no match for Ronan, but it was hard for him to accept that his actual mental strength would be suppressed.

"Get out of here first."

Ronan, who walked out of the hut, glanced at the rapidly shrinking light curtain and called to Claire.

Claire nodded, and the two of them didn't waste any time, and quickly left the area before the light curtain shrank.

"Thank you very much these days."

Over the ancient goblin city, Ronan thanked Claire. During the retreat, he noticed wizards staying nearby more than once, but they were eventually driven away by Claire.

Without Claire's protection, although his promotion could not fail, the process would undoubtedly have many twists and turns.

Claire just shook her head at Ronan's thanks, and then turned the topic to the battle that both of them were concerned about.

“Now there are only seven open seats left.”

"Our Blue Mist Society is not the only organization involved in the battle. Hawid and others encountered considerable resistance in the process of joining forces to fight for seats, and"

Claire looked at Ronan with a complicated expression and said: "Orian gathered a group of people to try to fight against Andariel."

"Um?!"

Ronan was astonished and turned his gaze to Claire, who was looking at the white beams of light in the center of the ancient fairy city. At this time, there was a rapid sound of breaking through the air, attracting their attention.

The two of them followed the sound and saw several figures flying towards them one after another.

The speed was very fast, and the pursuers were three third-level wizards, and the objects they were chasing had the rare aura fluctuations of only second-level wizards.

Ronan glanced at the person he was chasing. He had long hair, a heroic appearance, and a determined gaze. He turned out to be the young wizard named Felie Garon who had worked with him to steal other people's "tickets" to enter the ancient goblin city.

I don't know what the latter did. The three level three wizards who chased him were intent on murdering them. They clung to him and cast warning glances at Ronan and the two from a distance.

Ronan's eyes flashed slightly, and after half a breath, his figure suddenly disappeared on the spot.

He appeared almost instantly between Felie Gallon and the three third-level wizards who were chasing him.

A bright, pale golden spiritual force field shines from his forehead, flows down his right hand in titanium metal, and quickly condenses into a silver-white spear.

The rich power of frost gathered on the gun body and turned into ice-blue cold flames, followed by turquoise quiet fire, and the energy of the legal domain circulated rapidly.

"Get away!"

One of the three level three wizards had a cold look on his face, and as soon as he raised his hand, a majestic magic domain came out of his body.

But before his spell could take shape, the spear in Ronan's hand had already stabbed out.

Mental power, flame of frost, flame of breaking magic. Several kinds of power are intertwined on the spear, blooming with a bright light in an instant.

The spear that was released was like lightning. It suddenly appeared in front of the third-level wizard in a few flickering jumps. It easily tore apart the opponent's spiritual force field, extraordinary legal domain, and layers of defense methods like a broken bamboo.

"Bang!"

The spear penetrated the wizard's chest, and the force remained unabated, falling like a meteor, and finally nailed him to the outer wall of an ancient building below!

At this moment, both the chasing and fleeing sides stopped.

Including Claire, everyone on the court looked at Ronan with extremely shocked eyes.

Ronan stepped into the void and walked step by step towards the third-level wizard who was nailed to the high wall with his spear.

He looked calm and raised his right hand slightly. The silver-white spear wrapped in flames on the high wall trembled. The third-level wizard who was pierced through the body opened his mouth wide, as if he wanted to say something, but his body quickly became blurred and eventually disappeared.

Only a huge ball of colored light remained, which quickly merged into Ronan's body.

Ronan casually held the titanium spear that flew back and closed his eyes. Outside the body wrapped in metal armor, large plumes of gray smoke came out, surrounding him like an ancient and broken burning flag.

In the deadly silence, the two third-level wizards who were chasing Fei Liejiaron retreated quickly, and in the blink of an eye, they escaped without a trace.

Ferreira Gallon's face was tense and his expression was dazed.

At this time, he had already remembered the identity of the handsome young man in front of him who came to save him.

When the ancient fairy city first opened, the other party, like him, used a second-level wizard to snatch the tickets for a third-level wizard and entered the battle.

The beginnings of the two are so similar, the only difference is

At the beginning of the battle, Felie Gallon could occasionally defeat individual third-level wizards who were not outstanding in strength through attacks and kills. However, as time went by, Felie Gallon could only do Hide and run away.

He had long lost the qualification to increase his soul power through fighting, and could only collect those free soul light balls bit by bit like an ant in a corner where no one paid attention.

However, Ronan, whom he once thought was of the same kind, had been promoted to level three when they met again, and his strength was so strong that he could defeat level three wizards of the same realm as easily as killing chickens and dogs. Looking at the thick gray smoke surrounding the other party, the number of level three wizards defeated by him was probably astonishing.

Fieregaron opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something.

But the other party did not give him a chance to thank him, but just glanced at him casually, said "go" to his companions, and turned to fly quickly towards the light column of the seat, which was also the most intense and dangerous direction of the fight in the ancient city.

Looking at the other party's back, the young wizard Fieregaron's face changed.

Finally, he sighed lightly and took the initiative to meet the light curtain that was shrinking in steps.

It was time for him to leave, after all, this was not his stage.

In the middle of four adjacent, unlit stone pillars, the pale green energy light completely enveloped the entire area.

Several huge skulls as big as hills were circling in the sky, and in the empty eye sockets of each skull, there was a blazing and dazzling green light beam shooting out, constantly sweeping in all directions.

In the center of this monstrous terrifying power, a figure with long hair hanging down to the ankles like twisted seaweed stood.

Rolling gray smoke surrounded his body, forming a large and majestic gray cloud. It was hard to imagine how many opponents he had defeated to gather it.

The majestic gray cloud kept rolling, and a faint terrifying and hideous shape condensed from the gray cloud.

"Hu——"

A figure surrounded by heavy fire rings and a large amount of gray clouds suddenly rushed towards a stone pillar, as if he wanted to take the opportunity to light up the stone pillar.

But several huge skulls flew over quickly, and the green energy lasers shot out from their mouths crossed and twisted. The former only lasted for a few seconds before the fire ring around him was shattered, and he was swept by a green beam of light, vomiting blood and flying backwards.

His body became blurred in mid-air and soon disappeared, leaving only a large mysterious light ball, which quickly sank into the body of the figure with seaweed hair. Immediately afterwards, the gray cloud around the figure surged, and the volume expanded again, reaching a staggering level.

Around the figure with seaweed hair, a group of powerful third-level wizards stood with ugly faces.

The gray smoke clouds surrounding several of them were not small in size, and they were qualified to light up the stone pillars, but because of the obstruction of the figure, they could not get close to the stone pillars at all.

Moreover, although the gray clouds around them were huge, compared with the figure with seaweed hair, they were probably only about one-tenth of it.

"Andariel, you're going too far!"

The powerful third-level wizard said coldly to the long-haired figure in the center of the battlefield, "No matter how powerful you are, you can only occupy one seat at most. Why do you occupy four seats and refuse to give up?"

"Heh"

In the pale green energy field, rolling gray clouds broke through, and a figure with a monstrous aura slowly walked out of it, looking down on the whole scene.

"What qualifications do you have to sit here, a waste?

Instead of going up and being defeated, it's better to become Andariel's food now...

When I reach the top, you will all have glory!"

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