Wizard Bloodline

As he passed the bulletin board in the center of town, Ronan stopped and took a look.

At this moment, there are still many wandering gray robes beside the bulletin board, and the voices of discussion are buzzing like a swarm of wild bees.

There are no new changes in the contents on the bulletin board, they are still the tasks released in the morning.

The rewards after each mission are bold and aggravated with conspicuous fluorescent paint - potions that enhance spiritual power, zero-level advanced magic tools, magic stones, official student status of the academy, ship tickets, and even

An opportunity to become a formal wizard-level disciple and become his disciple!

Ronan's eyes lingered on the last reward for a moment.

This is the only thing on this bulletin board that really appeals to him.

There is no doubt about the importance of inheritance for wizards. There is a big difference between someone giving guidance and trying to move forward on your own.

"Jerome"

Ronan's eyes flashed slightly as he muttered the name.

The college admission qualification that I had always wanted to obtain before seemed to be all I needed now.

But now, Ronan was not so anxious.

Ronan felt that if he joined the academy at this time, he would most likely be sent to perform high-risk combat missions where he could lose his life at any time.

But once he became a formal student, he no longer even had the right to refuse.

For the sake of inheritance and the opportunity to challenge the official wizard, Ronan is not unwilling to take risks.

but.

At least he must first see the rewards commensurate with the risks.

"Wait for a suitable opportunity

Wait until I become stronger..."

Ronan thought silently in his mind.

Yesterday's chaotic night, in the battle with two senior apprentices in black robes, Ronan seemed to be strong, but in fact the effect of the battle was not at all what he expected.

The few control spells he learned had no chance to be used in the ultra-fast rhythm of one-on-two combat.

In the final analysis, it is still because the proficiency is too low.

If the two spells [Curse of Weakness] and [Electric Light Flow] could be mastered to the extent of fast casting, the battle process and results might be completely different.

“You still have to practice”

Ronan shook his head and looked back at the bulletin board.

The members of the small group who had supported each other out of the forest tree house area, within a few months, walked away and scattered, and Ronan returned to being alone again.

There are a lot less worries, but I am more focused.

In the following days, Ronan lived in seclusion and spent almost every day in penance.

"Buzz-"

Ronan's lips moved, and he spat out short and trembling syllables. As the spiritual resonance was achieved, several blazing electric lights jumped out from under his feet like snakes.

Along the way, the lake covered with thick ice showed clear traces of melting. When we reached a certain target point, the electric light exploded, and several fish with white bellies flew out from the bottom of the water and lay there hard. On the ice.

"call--"

"With the proficient level of [Electric Light Flow], the number of flowing electric lights released each time can reach up to eight, and the direction of the electric light flow can be controlled to a certain extent. The casting time only takes a little over one second. "

"Finally, it has reached a standard that can be used in actual combat."

Ronan let out a breath and looked at the effect of his spell with a somewhat satisfied expression on his face.

He took out a bottle of low-level mental power recovery potion from his waist bag and poured it into his mouth, waiting for his mental power to slowly recover while casually clicking on his character panel.

[Name: Ronan Damien]

【Age: 16】

[Talent: No Attribute Affinity]

[Strength: Level 9 Wizard Apprentice (1%)]

[Skill: Basic Meditation (Expert 541/800)

Energy Missile-Particle Torrent (Master 31/1600)

Charged Weapons (Expert 763/800)

Rune Imprint - Clean (185/200 proficiency), Shining (33/200 proficiency), Protection (156/400 proficiency), Swiftness (12/100 entry level)

Ascetic exercise (expert 123/800)

Basic Swordsmanship (Master 23/1600)

Fireball (88/100 for entry)

Ice Hockey (Introductory 36/100)

Detection (Mastery 12/400)

Curse of Weakness (Proficiency 21/200)

Lightning flashes (Mastery 55/400)

Howl of the Dead (Proficiency 11/200)

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This month is definitely the month where Ronan's strength has increased the most!

He used all kinds of auxiliary and improving potions regardless of the cost and magic stones, and the final harvest was naturally unprecedentedly huge.

The spiritual cultivation level was directly promoted from the seventh level of apprentice to the ninth level of apprentice!

The proficiency of various combat skills has also improved by leaps and bounds. In addition to the previously mentioned [Electricity Flow], [Weakness Curse] and [Dead Soul Cry], two undead control spells, he has also practiced to a proficient level.

Ronan thought about it. As long as the undead spells are not cast in front of others, they will not cause unnecessary trouble. Every time they are used, they only need to pay attention to promptly cleaning up the traces of negative energy particles remaining on the body after casting.

He even learned the [Bone Spear Technique] and [Corpse Explosion Technique] obtained from the senior apprentice Black Robe. The former is a zero-level advanced spell and its power is acceptable, but the guidance time is too long and bones are needed as casting materials. [Corpse Explosion Technique] Although it is simple to cast, the conditions for casting the spell are also very demanding. You must have an animal or human corpse to cast it.

For Ronan, these two spells were a bit useless.

What really made him realize that his combat effectiveness has been greatly improved is his biggest trump card, which is the [Energy Missile-Particle Torrent] derived from the extraordinary domain. His proficiency has been increased to 31 points at the master level!

"The [Particle Torrent] with master level thirty-one proficiency, after casting, the number of energy particles increases to thirty-one, the legal domain expands, and the power skyrockets. When activated, it really has the majestic momentum of a torrent that will destroy the world. It’s definitely comparable to the first-level spells cast by formal wizards.”

Ronan had seen the official wizard-level Jerome take action, and believed that the power of [Particle Torrent] was no less powerful than his lava fire ring.

The only difference is probably that when he uses [Particle Torrent] now, the ninth-level apprentice's mental power will still be drained out in one breath, but the opponent's lava ring of fire can be released at will.

But no matter what, Ronan can be regarded as having a super powerful trump card that can compete with the full strength of a formal wizard-level powerhouse. It is difficult to say that he can fight against invincible opponents in the apprentice realm. One of the best is definitely enough.

The price paid behind this improvement is a large amount of real money investment.

This month, Luo Nanguang consumed almost a whole block of high-level magic stones for the mental recovery potions he had consumed while practicing his spells!

Fortunately, I had nothing to do with the rune engraving, and successfully entered the zero-level high-level [Swift] rune. I could also buy some rune stones to restore blood.

"[Charged Weapon] took so much effort, and the proficiency is almost at the expert level.

[Austerity and physical training] Buddhism practice will not make much progress.

On the other hand, [Basic Swordsmanship] can easily reach master level proficiency."

An easy promotion also means a small improvement.

The master-level [Basic Swordsmanship] did not undergo any qualitative transformation, but Ronan's control over his body seemed to have suddenly reached a new level.

The whole person is like a precise and complex machine. Every time the sword is drawn, it seems that the gears in the body can be heard whirring, and every ounce of strength is mobilized.

“My current strength is not weak at the apprentice level.

You can also start collecting the resources needed to be promoted to an official wizard.

Please pay more attention to the tasks posted on the college bulletin board."

With his mental energy fully restored, Ronan thought as he turned back towards the town.

Before leaving, he picked up a few fish on the lake that he had electrocuted with magic, preparing them for today's dinner.

Wizard Land, Town, Drunken Deer Bar.

The fireplaces on both sides of the tavern were burning brightly, driving away the cold air brought by the outside. There were not many people in the tavern, most of them were wandering wizards who were resting and relaxing here to pass the boring time.

Ronan ordered a glass of wild raspberry fruit wine at the bar, found a seat in a deserted corner, and quietly listened to the chatter of the wizards in the tavern.

Since Old Wells and others left, Ronan, who was alone, would often sit here after ascetic training.

One is to relax, and the other is that this pub is very close to the college's mission announcement board, and you can often hear some useful news.

"This glass is dedicated to Marni and Madonna, may their souls rest in peace"

On a small round table five or six meters away from Ronan, several gray-robed wizards were praying in low voices, with solemn expressions and a touch of sadness flowing between their brows.

This is a commemoration operation for a partner who died. Since the academy’s recruitment order was upgraded, similar scenes are not uncommon.

Ronan slowly drank the fruit wine from the cup and listened to the wizards in the tavern talking about the recent mission.

His hearing ability is outstanding, far beyond that of ordinary people, and he can basically pick up the conversation of any table of guests in the entire tavern.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the sound of a wine glass hitting the table caught Ronan's attention.

"Stop it Iris...I can't give up this opportunity!"

Ronan saw a tall, thin young wizard standing up from a table, his lips pursed tightly, and he left his companions behind and strode out of the tavern with a resolute expression.

A young wizard sitting at the same table with him kept calling his name, but could not stop the young wizard.

Seeing the other party's figure disappear at the door of the tavern, the young wizard covered his face and cried.

Another wizard sitting at the same table kept comforting him.

"Don't be sad Iris, Reni has his own choice, we should respect him"

"Can the task of getting the burning potion as a reward be that simple? I'm afraid he will never come back."

"Hey, becoming an official wizard has always been Reni's biggest wish. No matter what, Iris, I will always be by your side.

Um? ! "

The wizard who quietly hugged the crying witch was patting the other person's shoulder and softly speaking words of comfort when he suddenly found a person standing in front of him and looking directly at him.

The male wizard's first reaction was that his previous companion had returned, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly left the young witch's body as if he had been electrocuted.

The next second he saw it was a stranger, he forced himself to be calm and asked: "Who are you? What are you doing?!"

"The reward is the mission of Burning God Potion, is it true?"

"The mission just released yesterday is on the bulletin board. You...you don't know how to look at it yourself."

Ronan didn't bother to pay attention to the male wizard who seemed to be "taking advantage of the situation" and had a guilty look on his face. He dropped a low-level magic stone, paid the bill, and hurriedly left the tavern.

Along the way, Ronan kept walking and went straight to the bulletin board of the academy.

When he arrived at the place, the bulletin board was as bustling as before. Ronan saw the four conspicuous words hanging on the bulletin board at a glance - "God-burning Potion"!

Ronan's heart skipped a beat.

The task was released yesterday, and many people knew about it. Ronan was late to realize it.

The content of the task was not specifically stated, but it was stated that wizards with the strength of senior apprentices or above were required to participate. After completing the task, everyone would receive a God-burning Potion as a reward.

Ronan saw that the young wizard named "Rennie" who he had seen in the tavern before was already standing in front of the task registration.

This guy is a level 7 apprentice, with a resolute and ambitious look. He has no idea that after he left, someone among his friends has secretly poached his wizard girlfriend.

Ronan stood in front of the bulletin board, staring at the task marked "Burning God Potion" for a while, his eyes flickering.

Then he walked to the task registration place and asked.

"When is the deadline for the task of Burning God Potion?"

The academy wizard in charge of task registration looked very young and was polite to Ronan.

"Five days later. Do you want to sign up? What's your name?"

Ronan shook his head and turned around and walked out of the crowd.

"Five days. Five days should be enough."

Ronan had already calmed down completely at this time.

He would not easily give up the opportunity to get the Burning God Potion.

However, before that, he still needed to make some preparations.

Whether to accept this task depends on whether what he is going to do in the next five days can go smoothly.

After leaving the bulletin board, Ronan went directly to the Dwarf Market.

Now that he is a ninth-level apprentice, he no longer needs a ticket to enter the dwarf market.

Ronan went in and out of several magic tool workshops and potion workshops. After spending almost all the magic stones on him, he returned to his residence and stayed indoors.

Five days later.

In the dim hut, Ronan slowly inserted the dark and dull long sword into the scabbard, turning it back into a staff.

After tidying up his robes and clearing away the empty potion bottles on the ground, Ronan pushed the door and walked out of the hut.

The sun was blazing outside. Ronan squinted his eyes, slightly adapted to the sunlight that he had not seen for five days, and then walked towards the center of the town.

When he arrived, the tasks on the notice board were still there. Ronan scanned the area and locked his eyes on an old-looking gray-robed wizard. His right hand under the robe gently shook a piece of something that looked like a broken mirror in his hand.

After completing this final operation, Ronan walked straight to the task registration window.

"You're quite accurate."

The wizard in charge of registration looked at the time and said, "If you are a little later, this mission will be completely over."

Then he gave Ronan a small bronze plate and asked him to keep going along the road of the academy. Someone would then examine whether he met the criteria for participating in this mission.

Ronan walked into the academy road with the bronze plate and soon saw a group of people waiting on the side of the road.

The young wizard named "Rennie" who had met five days ago was in the queue. At this time, he was hugging a young female wizard and making a reluctant confession before parting.

The wizard who was caught by Ronan for "poaching" was standing next to the two of them. He probably recognized Ronan's appearance and turned his face away immediately after seeing him, looking guilty.

"Although I am only a sixth-level apprentice, I have a magic tool that can trigger the zero-level advanced [Electric Spear Technique], and I also have the combat power of a senior apprentice. Why don't you let me join?!"

There was also a middle-aged-looking intermediate wizard apprentice in the crowd shouting, and was constantly driven away by people wearing academy robes.

"This is the rule of the mission. You can't accept it. In fact, this is for your own good. If you don't have enough strength, you will probably die if you try to join the team. Go quickly."

The middle-aged man finally failed to convince the people in the academy with the advanced magic tool in his hand, and left with a sullen look on his face.

This incident he made attracted the attention of other people in the team.

Ronan clearly saw that there was a senior apprentice wizard who seemed to be here to participate in the mission. After hearing the middle-aged man burst out that he had a high-level [Electric Spear Technique] magic tool, he decisively left the team and quietly followed the other party in the direction he left.