Wizard Bloodline

This is a magical tool that was listed as "taboo" in the Mystic Workshop. No one knows who forged it. It was acquired by the Mystic Workshop by chance. This time it was taken out to be used as the strongest trump card in this wizard competition.

But it is estimated that all the wizards in the Mystic Workshop would not have thought that the "forbidden blade" would be used in the second round, and after using it, it still failed to win.

It only left a scar less than ten centimeters on its opponent, and even now it has almost completely healed.

In comparison, Falin, the operator of the magic tool, was "injured" more seriously.

Ronan caught the communication stone thrown by Falin, his eyes flashed slightly, and he couldn't help but say: "What is the name of this magic tool?"

"Jergani's Jealous Edge, let's talk about it again when we have a chance"

Falin looked really bad, his voice became extremely hoarse, he left a few decent words, and left impatiently.

Ronan stepped down slowly, and his stone pillar rose again.

At this time, the gray clouds gathered behind him and above his head were already extremely majestic, layer upon layer, almost covering the small half of the sky above the stone pillar, looking amazing.

However, Ronan was full of helplessness.

Because under the blessing of such a large gray cloud, his soul characteristics still did not show any sign of being revealed.

"Soul characteristics..."

Ronan closed his eyes and tried to perceive his soul more deeply.

Soul characteristics are related to the spell school practiced by a wizard and some special potential hidden in the soul.

When the wizard's mental power and soul power grow to an extreme, and then this part of the potential is excavated, it can breed its own "elemental spirit".

"Elemental spirit" is the characteristic manifestation of the soul's sublimation and transformation to another height, which can enhance the wizard's control over elemental energy by ten times or even a hundred times, and has many incredible and powerful abilities. The wizard who completes this step can also be regarded as a huge leap in the life level.

This is also the main reason why ancient wizards would use the fourth level as the first watershed and extend the distinction between "mist" and "dawn".

"So, what is my soul like?"

Ronan began to meditate in the [Empty Realm] and entered the state of [Lake of No Thought].

All the noise left him, and his consciousness was like sinking into the cold lake without any waves, sinking towards the bottom of the lake.

Gradually, a bright light seemed to appear in Ronan's "eyes".

He slowly approached the light in the "lake", and an extremely close and soft feeling came along with the light.

Ronan gently "embraced" the light, and in an instant, countless emotions and countless memory images flooded into his mind.

Most of these memories are his own, and then the more than ten years of his predecessor "Ronan", and finally some "fragments" of the ancient frost hydra Hekalto that could not be captured in a clear picture.

"Is it because my soul is too complicated?"

Ronan had a sense of enlightenment in his heart.

Soul fusion is the easiest to produce "impurities". When he traveled to this world, his soul experienced the first fusion. That fusion caused his originally average soul qualifications to drop directly to the point of "extremely poor".

It almost blocked his way to becoming a formal wizard.

Afterwards, he "recklessly" carried out the initial fusion of the "Ancient Frost Hydra" bloodline, which invisibly caused a second "pollution" to his soul.

"If the problem of the remaining souls of my predecessor and Hekalto is not solved, the mist may be the end of my wizard's road."

Ronan was in a slightly depressed mood. Although he seemed to have found the real problem, he still had no idea how to solve it.

Ronan considered reading ancient books after the battle was over, or finding Costi to seek a solution.

"Buzz——"

A strange vibration reached Ronan's soul and completely pulled his consciousness out of the depths of his soul.

Ronan suddenly opened his eyes, still wondering what kind of energy fluctuations could affect his soul, and even the state of [Lake of No Thought] could not resist it, but his mind was already shocked and shocked by the scene in front of him——

"Toxic Muscle!"

In the center of the energy vortex that looked like an ocean, Andariel, who was hanging down to his ankles like seaweed, had a hideous face and uttered a sharp roar like countless ghosts howling in unison.

In an instant, terrifying spell fluctuations came out from his body, and Andariel's pale skin, like a dead body, quickly lit up with countless twisted runes that wriggled like earthworms.

Large patches of dark green light "fell" from Andariel's body. Once these thick dark green lights came into contact with the air, they quickly began to corrode the void.

In just a blink of an eye, with Andariel as the center, the surrounding void became "broken and tattered", and even though there was a distance in space and a protective magic circle, it still gave people an extremely strong feeling of palpitations.

Ronan saw that Andariel's feet were covered with broken bones. It seemed that it was the white bone giant with two wings and four arms that was used to resist his [Snow Country in the Palm].

Ronan's eyes were shocked.

Although Andariel was arrogant and stupid, his strength was definitely the first echelon.

Who could force Andariel to this point, even his most powerful undead servant was completely broken.

For an undead wizard, the loss of the undead servants that he cultivated with all his efforts would definitely greatly reduce the overall strength.

Even if Andariel won this battle by chance, he would still fall out of the first echelon, just like a tiger that lost its claws and fangs, and it is estimated that it will not be able to go far.

Large chunks of dark green magic energy swayed with beautiful and terrifying brilliance, like a crystal potion bottle that broke on the ground, splashing deadly poisonous liquid everywhere.

In this mysterious and sad beauty, a figure appeared faintly somewhere in the void.

It was a black giant wolf more than five meters tall, with a translucent body and a deep blue cold fire burning all over.

"Ah--"

The giant wolf howled towards the sky, the sound was distant, with a strong ancient and vast atmosphere.

Ronan's body shook slightly, and finally found the source that shook his soul.

The next moment, he saw the translucent black giant wolf running towards Andariel quickly, completely ignoring the dark green brilliance emitting a terrifying atmosphere in the surrounding void, as if running independently in another space.

When it got close to Andariel, the black wolf jumped high.

"Boom!"

A violent energy wave suddenly erupted, and the dazzling light made everyone squint their eyes.

When all the light faded, everyone saw Andariel half-kneeling on the ground, staring at a certain position with a stunned expression, stretching out his hand as if trying to grab something, but fell straight forward the next second.

Andariel was not dead, but everyone on the stone pillar could feel that his soul was rapidly weakening, and it was obvious that his soul had been severely damaged.

And in front of him, a figure stood calmly.

It was a strong young man with a bronze complexion and wearing a strange animal skin robe.

The ancient wizard Evaqui!

Ronan's pupils shrank slightly, and at this time, a tsunami-like heated discussion sounded in his ears, which was far more than when he fought Jupiter before.

It was really too shocking and too unexpected!

Even Ronan's face began to become solemn.

As a genius in the first echelon, he always felt that except for Selina, who was the most difficult for him to see through, even if there was a gap between the others, the gap would not be particularly large.

But Evaqua broke his cognition. Andariel seemed to have no power to resist him at all. In the end, he was seriously injured and defeated with just a simple pounce on Andariel.

"Is it the method of the ancient witch?"

"It seems to be a method of directly attacking the soul..."

Ronan thought about how to deal with Evaqua if he faced him.

The result was that there was no way. Perhaps he could only rely on soul power to resist, or solve the battle before the opponent used that method.

Ronan looked around and saw that all the people who were still on the field began to look unhappy after seeing Evaqua defeat Andariel. The glances at Andariel also had some fear in their eyes.

The only people who didn't seem to have much fluctuation in their expressions were Selina and Adam.. That guy Angele.

After this battle, the atmosphere inside and outside the field gradually became heated.

After a few duels, the second round of the ranking battle once again ushered in a small climax-

Crimson Tower Rufus vs. Stone Peak Inheritor Vinuls, the weird boy who likes to sit on the shoulder of the rock puppet all the time.

Many people know that Rufus was hunted by Vinuls of Stone Peak for two years. As a result, the two met again in the ranking battle. It really feels like a "fateful enemy".

Compared with the battle in the Goblin Plains three years ago, Rufus is much stronger.

The ancient blood secrets he practiced and passed on to the Scarlet Tower have obviously improved a lot. The hideous and weird flesh and blood demon body has grown to a height of nearly four meters, which is much more exaggerated than Ronan's "ancient giant form".

However, Rufus, who is already like a little giant in the eyes of normal wizards, is still like an inconspicuous "little thing" compared to the rock puppet of Vinuls of Stone Peak.

As soon as the latter stepped onto the stage, his body began to grow rapidly, growing to more than 100 meters high, like the height of a small mountain, and the huge fighting platform could hardly accommodate it.

Although the combat power is not completely linked to the body size, once something grows beyond a certain limit, it is easy to undergo qualitative changes.

The relatively "small" fighting stage actually limits the performance of Vinuls, the inheritor of the Stone Peak, but even so, Rufus has been suppressed and embarrassed.

His blood-based spells were too restrained when facing an earth-based wizard whose body was completely transformed into stone. With his strange and powerful strength, it was considered good to be able to exert 40% to 50% out of 100%.

In addition, his mental power cultivation was completely suppressed, so even if Rufus continued to "explode" driven by the flames of hatred, he still ended in failure.

Ronan sat on the stone pillar, looking at Rufus from afar, who was leaving the stage with his injured body in the midst of Vinuls's joyful and sharp laughter. He seemed to be able to feel his unwillingness, resentment, frustration, and anger at the moment.

"Poor Rufus... it should be snowing all over the world now..."

Ronan felt sympathy for Rufus.

If he had been chased by someone for two years and couldn't beat him, he would probably be so angry that his teeth would be broken and he would want to vomit blood.

The second round of qualifying ended at noon on the seventh day.

At the beginning of winter, snow may be falling, and the sky over the plain of the ancient fairy city ruins is filled with dark clouds, gray, as if something is about to press down.

On one of the eight remaining illuminated stone pillars, Ronan suddenly opened his eyes.

In the clear blue eyes, there seemed to be a faint golden light belonging to the rune pattern flashing past.

"It's still a little worse."

Ronan examined his consciousness space. After he defeated the wizard Falin of the Secret Energy Workshop, his fifth spiritual power crystal had been completely formed, and the strength progress on the character panel had also reached [Level 3 Official Wizard] (twenty one%)】.

He spent three days inscribing the [Golden Rule] runes from "Shibierte" into these five mental power crystals. This kind of operation of condensing soul runes on the spot is probably something Ronan can do. .

In three days, the [Golden Law of Spierte] talisman is still one-fifth away from being completely condensed. With the current lowest mental level in the audience, it would be good to temporarily increase the combat effectiveness.

Ronan looked around the field at this time. Apart from him, the remaining seven people were Serena from the Royal Court of Life, Adam from the Dawn of Psychic Power, Levi from the Secret Society of Chaos, Venuls from the Stone Peak, and the Ancient Spirit Wu Ai. Wa Kui, Angelet, and a fire wizard named "Red Flame Oath".

After two rounds of screening in the ranking battle, there are still seats left, and each of them is not a simple character.

Even the "Oath of Red Flame" fire wizard, who looks relatively "weak" among them, is extremely domineering with his fire skills. Among the mist-level fire wizards Ronan has seen, except for the Ash Witch Moriel , it’s probably him.

Even Ignatius of the Molten Crystal Lake, who had the ancient Balrog bloodline and died in his hands, could not compare.

In the third round of the ranking match, Ronan naturally hopes to be ranked against the opponent.

But having said that, perhaps in the eyes of some people on the court now, he is also the "weakest" one on the court and the one who wants to be ranked the most.

"Who do you think will win the title in the end?"

Among the crowd of onlookers, several first-level wizards were having a heated discussion.

"Selena from the Court of Life, Adam from the Dawn of Psychic Power, and Levi from the Secret Society of Chaos...it is very possible that there are a few who have manifested the characteristics of their souls, and there is a high probability that it is one of them. One."

"Ewakui practices the inheritance of the ancient spirit witches. I once read terrible rumors about the ancient spirit witches in an ancient book. No one as strong as Andariel can be his opponent. I think he may be the one who is on the scene. The strongest one."

"Don't underestimate the Venuls of Monolith!"

Not far away from several first-level wizards who were having a heated discussion, a man with gray hair and blue eyes was looking at them with interest.

After watching and listening quietly for a while, the gray-haired man turned his head and said with emotion to the man in black robe beside him: "Look at these energetic faces, Dolu.

What a nostalgic age.

Back then, I was just like them, standing in a similar position, looking at you under the spotlight.

I remember that a group of guys joined forces to set up a chief betting game, and I put more than half of my magic stones on your name, but it’s a pity.”

"Feel sorry."

The man in black robe spoke abruptly.

The gray-haired man looked stunned, and then said with a dumb smile: "Hundreds of years have passed, and you are still so boring, Dolu."

The gray-haired man shook his head and did not continue on this topic.

He turned his head and glanced across the sky inadvertently, pausing for a moment on an old woman in black robe, and then said to the man in black robe with a smile: "We still have plenty of time, how about playing a game?"

The man in black robe looked up in surprise, but the gray-haired man had already taken out a golden compass from nowhere.

The compass is studded with white round crystal stones. There are thirty-two in the outermost ring. The number of crystal stones decreases by half with each inward layer.

At the center of the golden compass is a purple eyeball with three pupils arranged in a triangular shape. The eyeball is surrounded by densely engraved runes, full of mystery and mystery.

"I brought this thing back specifically"

The gray-haired man looked at the golden compass in his hand and said softly: "South, my dear motherland, this barren land has nurtured us. Now, it's time to repay it."

Without me, Lindis, how many more years would it have taken for the treasures buried under this land to see the light of day?"

The gray-haired man said, stretched out his pale and slender fingers, and gently touched the purple pupil in the center of the compass.

The moment his fingertips landed, the purple eyes on the compass suddenly emitted a strange wave.

This fluctuation quickly penetrated into the ground, as if it was connected to something and affected something.

In the center of the crowd in the distance, eight stone pillars shining with white light suddenly became flickering.

The sudden change caused the bustling crowd of onlookers to make waves of commotion.

In this commotion, the gray-haired man's whole body was enveloped by a strange wave of power. Countless runes of light circled around him, and the invisible wind blew his long hair slightly.

The gray-haired man was smiling, and his emerald eyes were as bright as glowing gems.

"Now, I make the rules."

The gray-haired man raised his head, looking through the crowd, looking at the eight figures on the stone pillar in the center, and said: "Dulu, which lucky person do you think should be given this precious opportunity?"

The black-robed man seemed to be shocked by the man's "crazy" behavior, and his expression was stunned. Before he answered, the gray-haired man had already given the answer he wanted.

"It's you."

The gray-haired man gently pressed his hand on a white crystal stone on the compass, and the crystal stone glowed. His eyes were fixed on a slender and tall figure among the eight people on the stone pillar in the distance, and he gently said: "The weak should be treated preferentially.

Are you right, Dulu?"

Beside him, the black-robed man pursed his lips slightly, and he wanted to correct the use of the word "preferential treatment" mentioned in the other person's words.

But in the end, he still didn't say anything, but cast a sympathetic look at the "lucky person" chosen by the gray-haired man.

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