Wizard Bloodline

"Why do you say that?"

Ronan was silent for a moment and then asked.

"Because there are a lot of impurities in your soul, if you force a breakthrough, you will most likely die. If you don't choose to break through, you can live longer than ordinary people..."

"The impurities in my mental power."

"I'm talking about the soul."

The crisp voice corrected him, "It is also commonly known as wizard talent and soul qualification."

"Soul Qualification."

As he spoke, a beam of light shone from the house with a blue roof.

The light condensed into the shape of a prism crystal in front of Ronan.

The crystal is beautiful, crystal clear and reflects the colors of the winter sun.

"This is the soul with the best qualifications. It does not contain a trace of impurities. It is naturally friendly to all elements. The efficiency of meditation is increasing day by day."

Ronan looked curiously at the transparent crystal in front of him. Suddenly, a ball of ink melted into the beautiful crystal, and it quickly became filthy.

In an instant, the entire crystal became dim and hazy.

"This is your soul."

Ronan couldn't accept it, "Are my qualifications really that bad?"

"It's worse than you think. The fact that you have reached this point proves that the development of the times has indeed greatly promoted the progress of potions."

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The crisp voice didn't seem to realize that his words had dealt a huge blow to Ronan's soul, and continued on his own: "

Those black things that make the crystal opaque are what I call soul impurities.

The core of the promotion of apprentice wizards to official wizards is to purify the soul, and the function of the Burning God Potion is to burn away the impurities in the soul and promote the transformation of the soul."

"With your soul qualifications, if you want to meet the standards for further purification and successfully be promoted to an official wizard, you will need at least five bottles of Burning God Potion."

Ronan's expression relaxed when he heard this.

Five bottles.

The burning potion he currently has on him, if you include the bottle given by Angele, there are exactly five bottles.

It seems that the problem is not particularly serious, it just consumes more resources than the average person.

However, before Ronan could feel lucky, a clear voice broke his illusion.

"Don't make things too simple.

The Burning God Potion not only burns the impurities in the soul, but also burns away parts of the soul itself, which is linked to your lifespan.

After five bottles of Burning God Potion, you will most likely die of old age. "

Burning life, directly die of old age? !

Ronan's face finally started to look ugly.

He realized that he had been constantly rejected before. In addition to Laura, I am afraid that poor talent was also a large part of the reason.

Every mentor-level figure saw his problem and concluded that he could not break through to the official wizard. In addition, he had provoked Laura, so his attitude towards him was so bad - who would treat a person who was destined to have no future? , how can a young apprentice who has caused a lot of trouble look good?

As for Jerome.

Jerome probably never looked closely at his qualifications.

"Is there no way to solve it?"

Ronan was unwilling to give in.

"Of course there is, it's just that you can't do it."

The clear voice was still touching, "Whether it's enhancing the origin of the soul or purifying the impurities in the soul, it's something you can't think of.

So I advise you to give up promotion and live a good life, isn't it? "

The problem is that I can’t live well!

Ronan gritted his teeth.

Whether it is Laura or Angele, they are both existences that can threaten his life at any time. He still has a chance of being promoted to an official wizard. If he gives up the promotion, he will die sooner or later.

But even if these two troubles didn't exist, Ronan didn't want to give up easily. After putting in so much effort, he had finally reached the ninth level of Qi Transformation as an apprentice. He was just one step away from becoming a formal wizard. Suddenly, he stopped there. Before, how could you be willing? !

Unconsciously, Ronan's mentality has changed dramatically compared to the beginning of time travel.

"Isn't there any way I can do it? It's okay to have a little hope!"

Ronan asked.

The voice hesitated and said: "Maybe if you practice the ordinary body-building exercises on your body, it will have some effect. A strong body will also extend your life to a certain extent..."

Exercise? !

Ronan was startled, then nodded quickly to show that he understood.

At least there is a direction to work towards, which is better than just sitting around and waiting to die.

"By the way, I would like to ask, what exactly is a soul sigil? Everyone tells me it is very important."

Ronan estimated that he would never find another mentor-level figure with such a good temper as the owner of the clear voice in front of him, so he simply asked all the questions in one breath.

“The soul sigil is of course extremely important.

Soul sigils are actually runes, but they are different from ordinary runes. They are rarer.

It acts on the soul of the wizard and can change the power and form of the spells released by the wizard, greatly enhancing the effect of the spells. "

"For example, if you major in fire spells, after condensing the [Lava Fire Ring] sigil, every fire spell you release will have the effect of a lava fire ring.

If you condense the [Pyromancer] sigil, your fire spell will burn a wider area and the temperature of the flame will be higher."

Only then did Ronan understand. He immediately thought of Jerome and speculated that the soul sigil condensed by Jerome might be the [Lava Fire Ring] mentioned in the crisp voice, so every fireball thrown would erupt into a circle of fire. Ring heat wave.

To put it bluntly, the soul sigil is actually like enchanting the person with the effect of the rune, so that after the sigil is activated, the spell released will have its own sigil effect.

Looking at it this way, the importance of soul sigils to wizards is indeed extraordinary.

A wizard without a soul sigil and a wizard with a soul sigil are missing a lot of magic tools.

If there is a soul sigil with a powerful effect, it is also possible to challenge the level.

Ronan's eyes flashed quickly and he asked again: "How to choose the soul talisman?"

"It depends on what spell you major in and what style of fighting you plan to adopt in the future.

Each wizard's spell system is built around his own sigil, and the different schools among wizards are born from this."

No wonder the senior apprentice Black Robe in the Forest of Deathrattles wrote down the different spell schools and corresponding sigils in such detail in his notes. It turned out that he was building his own future spell system.

Regarding the knowledge of soul sigils, Ronan wanted to ask more details, but the clear voice lost the patience to continue.

"It's no use knowing so much now. Only formal wizards are qualified to condense soul sigils. It's not certain whether you can pass this level."

As he was speaking, another voice suddenly sounded in the house.

"Grace! Grace!"

The new voice was mature and charming. It was a middle-aged woman calling.

After the call sounded, the clear and bright girl's voice suddenly became panicked and nervous. After a pinging sound, something flew out of a small window on the second floor of the house.

"Take it!"

Ronan subconsciously caught it.

Potion, red color. Another burning potion!

"wipe!"

Ronan was puzzled, "Is this thing so worthless?"

Several were forced into him.

But it makes sense if you think about it carefully. The biggest role of Burning God Potion is to help apprentices break through wizards. It is naturally valuable in the eyes of apprentices, but it is completely useless to formal wizards.

"Let's go! If you are lucky enough to be promoted, come find me again!"

The girl's voice urged quickly, and then a force pushed Ronan outward.

"Grace, why is there a shielding spell at the door of your room? What are you doing hiding in there?"

"Mom! I am already an adult witch, why can't you give me some private space?"

"To be precise, you still have three months and seven days before you officially become an adult..."

"Oh damn, can you stop stressing this point all the time! Mom!..."

Ronan stood on the leaf-lined path, looking at the blue cabin in the distance where the voices of mother and daughter could be heard faintly, and then looked at the burning potion in his hand.

"Exercise method, right?"

Ronan's eyes gradually became firm.

"Yeah. Rush!"

After late winter, the snow gradually melts.

In the forest, two figures wrapped in robes were walking in the damp forest.

A middle-aged man with gray eyes struggled to pull his feet out of the half-melted snow nest. He was in a bad mood and cursed.

"Keep your voice down."

Next to the gray-eyed man, a thin man with a nose that was red from the cold warned in a low voice: "Don't let the black robe hear you."

"There are no black robes here anymore."

The gray-eyed burly man expressed disdain, "The battlefields of the academy and the Forest of Deathrattles have long been moved to other places. Haven't you noticed that most of the missions in the recent period have to be carried out by airship?"

"Then you have to be careful about attracting monsters. In the past, there were the most monsters wandering in the forest at this time of year."

The gray-eyed strong man curled his lips, not believing it but not too lazy to refute.

"I remember it was around here."

The two continued walking into the forest for a while, and Red Nose began to search around, mumbling.

The strong man in gray robe was holding a staff with a handle that looked like a thick wooden stick in his hand and was watching the wind vigilantly.

Suddenly, Red Nose's eyes lit up. He rushed to a bush covered by snow and pulled hard.

"Found it, yes, it's here"

Just when the two were excitedly digging for some treasure, suddenly

"roar!"

A huge roar came from the woods not far away.

The sound seemed to come from some kind of ferocious beast, causing the snow on a tree to fall swishing down, and energy particles in the air to stir.

The two people digging for treasure suddenly froze and raised their heads, with a look of horror on their faces.

"Yes, it's a monster!"

"Fuck, it's all your fault!"

The two people's faces turned pale, and they didn't care much. They quickly pulled out a dark package from the snow nest, put it in their arms, and left quickly.

But before he could take a step, the second roar of the monster sounded again.

"Bang bang!"

This beast's roar was even more terrifying, directly forming sound waves in the forest, causing a large area of ​​air and vegetation to crackle.

The most important thing is

The timbre of this beast's roar was completely different from the first one, and it obviously came from another beast.

The legs of the strong man with gray eyes and the red nose were almost weak, and their faces were so pale that they almost caught up with the surrounding snow.

"Warcraft! Two heads!

They all seem to be at the advanced level of zero level! "

The judgment of strength comes from instinctive warning.

Both of them are mid-level wizard apprentices. The only ones who can give them such a strong sense of crisis are zero-level advanced or even advanced monsters.

"Let's go! Let's go!"

"etc!"

Red Nose frantically urged his companions, but he was grabbed by the gray-eyed strong man after only a few steps.

"Something seems to be wrong!"

The gray-eyed man had a look of doubt and wonder, and whispered, "Don't panic. Listen carefully."

Red Nose was a little impatient. It was already late. If they didn't run away, they would both die here when the high-level monsters came over.

But he couldn't resist the size of his companion, so he stopped and listened for a while.

After a while, a strange look appeared on Red Nose's face.

"Why does it sound like a whine?"

"That's right, it sounds like that to me."

The gray-eyed man became excited all of a sudden.

"Don't run away. This is probably two high-level monsters fighting each other. Now that both are injured, it's the best time for us to pick up the leak."

The gray-eyed man's eyes were blazing, and there was a fiery light on his face.

"How much magic stones can the bodies of two high-level monsters be sold for?

How much are the things you saw others hiding worth?"

"Don't say it."

The red nose rubbed his nose hard and said harshly: "A great wizard once said that wealth is always left to those who have courage!"

The gray-eyed strong man laughed, and the two of them gave up the escape route and took the initiative to walk in the direction of the roar.

The closer they got, the clearer they could hear the movement from there.

It was indeed the sound of fighting, accompanied by the wailing of monsters.

From the frequency, the battle seemed to be coming to an end, and the wailing was getting weaker and weaker.

"Just right...just waiting for us to collect the bodies!"

The two looked at each other, and they all saw the excitement and ecstasy in each other's eyes.

There is nothing more wonderful than pie in the sky.

The fights between high-level monsters are not uncommon, and fortunately they happened to encounter it today.

With anticipation, the two followed the strong smell of blood in the air and finally stepped into the battlefield.

However, when they looked up, the scene in front of them made them both stunned, as if they were suddenly hit by a petrification spell and lost all their ability to move.

The situation of the battle group was as tragic as the two expected-

A giant python that was more than 20 meters long and more than 2 meters thick, covered with blue scales and covered with spikes on its back, lay motionless on the snow, with large patches of dark blue blood spreading from under it, and the cold air it emitted accumulated thick frost.

A four-armed ape with a body as huge as a small hill and red hair, its chest was violently heaving like a bellows, and large streams of blood were gushing out like money, weakly

However.

There was a third party in this battlefield!

It was this unexpected third party that made the two stand there in shock.

This third party between the two rank 0 high-level monsters, the jungle overlords, is a person!

An extremely strong and burly man.

Standing with his back to them on the corpse of the four-armed ape monster, naked from the waist up, covered in blood.

His long hair, stained dark red by blood, was casually scattered behind him, and his muscles, as knotty as old tree roots, were emitting wisps of white steam, as if a rolling heat wave was coming towards him.

This figure held a long sword wrapped in a blazing blue flame in one hand, and was slowly pulling the sword out of the chest of the four-armed ape. A large amount of mysterious energy flowed along the black sword body.

As if hearing the movement made by the two people, he slightly turned his cheek.

The blood-stained face could not be distinguished in detail, and the two people with red noses only saw a pair of cold eyes as blue and bright as gemstones.

"Run!"

Red nose trembled and shook out a word from his throat, which turned into a heart-wrenching scream after it came out.

The two of them turned pale, their chests filled with great fear and terror, their brains went blank, and the only thought left was to escape.

This is not a fight between high-level monsters that hurt both sides

It is clear that someone fought two against one and killed two zero-level high-level monsters single-handedly!

Black robe? !

Monster? !

Barbarian wizard? !

I don’t know, but it must be ten times more terrifying than a high-level monster!

“My current self. Ahem”

Looking at the backs of the two gray-robed wizards who were running away in a hurry, Ronan cleared his throat vigorously, trying to turn his low and hoarse voice back to the clear voice of the past.

“My current self.. is it really that scary?”

“Ahem!”

“Fuck!”

Ronan was helpless.

He felt as if he had developed muscles on his vocal cords.