Wizard Bloodline

"You are so unlucky. I was originally chasing someone here, but the mouse ran too fast. I completely lost track of it when I caught up with it.

Fortunately, I ran into you."

The young black-robed wizard said lightly. When he spoke, the corners of his mouth would always rise habitually, giving people the feeling that he was sneering at any time.

"Oh, there is one thing I need to remind you of.

Your means of concealing your strength are quite good, but it's a pity that the loopholes at the soul level are too obvious."

Looking at the black-robed wizard in front of him commenting on him, Ronan was stunned and realized what went wrong.

He forgot, he forgot the difference between a formal wizard and a wizard apprentice. In addition to the fluctuation of mental power, the degree of soul purification is also an extremely obvious feature.

After a soul purification, the soul of a formal wizard will naturally give people a sense of clarity.

This may not be felt by apprentice wizards, but for wizards of the same level, they can tell it with a little attention.

"I just got promoted, and I haven't fully adapted to the change in strength and identity."

In fact, the effect of the mirror artifact fragments itself is very limited. It can only replicate the breath, which is quite useless.

It can only be said that everything changed too quickly, and Ronan's preparations for escape were also hasty, and he completely ignored this point.

Ronan simply withdrew the effect of the artifact, feeling the breath emanating from the young black robe in front of him. The mental fluctuations were very strong, at least three times more than his.

"Hu——"

Ronan exhaled a breath of turbid air, thought about it, and said to the young black robe: "In fact, I am very familiar with Angele from your Dead Language Forest. We don't necessarily have to do it.

And I have only joined Hoddam College for a short time, and I don't have much sense of belonging. If possible, I can choose to join you instead."

Ronan's words were very serious, and in fact they were not completely nonsense. He really thought about the operation of "surrendering to the enemy on the battlefield".

For him, joining the black robe is not something unacceptable, especially now that he has no idea where he should go next.

His words stunned the young black robe. After a few breaths, he said with a smile on his face: "What a stupid and ridiculous way to beg for mercy.

Who told you that we are the Forest of Death?

The scarlet returns to the tower!"

The young black robe chanted and rubbed out a blood ball the size of a ping-pong ball, and then it exploded in his hand with a "pop", and countless blood foams condensed into a red spire pattern that looked like upright fangs.

"Can't you even tell whether it is a necromancy or blood spell?"

"The Scarlet Tower..."

Ronan was slightly stunned, and then he understood why Hoddam Academy was suddenly attacked after fighting with the Forest of Death for half a year. It turned out that a third-party wizard force joined in.

And this third-party force that joined later was obviously much stronger than the two!

".As for joining us?"

The young black robe looked Ronan up and down, shook his head and said: "Looking at your unnatural aging, it should be because you spent too much life when you were promoted to a formal wizard, right?

With such qualifications, do you think we would want you?

Don't treat the Scarlet Tower as a second-rate wizard force like your Hoddam. We don't want all kinds of trash wizards."

The young black robe was high above, and when he looked down at Ronan, his face was full of contempt and disdain like a superior looking at an inferior.

Faced with his sarcasm and ridicule, Ronan's eyes fluctuated for a moment, but he soon calmed down and asked seriously.

"What kind of. is not considered trash?"

The young black robe narrowed his eyes at Ronan, without answering, but the patience on his face was obviously disappearing rapidly.

Soon, a cold killing intent emanated from him, and he said indifferently: "Okay, the time for last words is over, it's time to offer your head, huh?!"

"Bang!"

Before he finished speaking, the young man in black robe was suddenly stunned.

He unexpectedly found that Ronan's figure had disappeared from his eyes, and there was only a pit that had just exploded and splashed mud and grass.

Before he could fully spread his mental power to capture the disappeared figure, he suddenly seemed to sense something and turned around abruptly -

The empty back.

He looked up again.

His pupils shrank suddenly!

He saw a figure leaping high and passing over his head, with his back to the sun, his gray robe and white hair fluttering in the wind, his face could not be seen clearly, only a pair of cold blue eyes like gemstones and the blazing blue flame on the staff held in his hands.

"What are you talking about? You're not trash."

The cold and deep voice and the strong and piercing murderous intent fell from the sky, facing the chest of the young black robe.

The young black robe roared, and the huge mental power suddenly unfolded like a force field. A large number of energy particles gathered, and a surging and thick blood-colored color formed in an instant, and then surged upward layer by layer like a rolling wave.

"[Blood Surge]!"

The blood-colored waves accumulated layer by layer, forming a huge barrier in an instant, and it was like a blood-colored big hand turned back, which could hit back at any time.

The terrifying blood-colored light made the young black robe with flying hair look evil and powerful.

However.

"Bang!"

A dull explosion sounded at this moment, and the young black robe's eyes trembled slightly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The dull sound continued to sound.

The young man in black finally changed his expression. He just raised the staff in his hand. Before he could cast the next spell, the barrier formed by the large blood wave in front of him had been broken layer by layer!

A figure holding two long swords broke through the waves from behind the blood light. Under the dark blue flame, countless mysterious auras flowed through this body.

With the momentum of falling from the sky, he was like a ferocious bird with all its claws spread out, and layers of blood were torn apart by him.

The master-level proficiency of more than 100 [Charging Weapon-Breaking Power], the master-level [Basic Swordsmanship], plus the master-level calm consciousness under the activation of [Empty and Clear Realm].

Ronan's eyes were blue, and the black long sword blessed by the flame of breaking the law in his hand easily tore through the mental force field around the young man in black, and in an instant he approached the opponent.

A light red energy shield was quickly activated on the young man in black, but it only lasted for less than a second, and it was punctured like a bubble with a bang.

"Puff--"

The long sword pierced into the young black-robed man's plump and energetic body, and in the latter's angry and terrified eyes, it took him all the way down and nailed him to the ground!

At the moment of landing, Ronan slammed his feet on the young black-robed man's body, and the whole person took advantage of the momentum to leap up again, with the long sword drawn out, and a pale hand under the surging robe pointed at the young black-robed man from a distance.

"[Particles... Torrent]!"

Instantly, countless mysterious auras swarmed in, interweaving into an unprecedented terrifying law field.

A full forty-five pure black energy particles were generated, forming a torrent of crushing momentum, and fiercely rushed down

Compared with his apprenticeship, Ronan, who is now a formal wizard, released this spell again, and the power is more than ten times stronger!

"Boom boom--"

The forest ground shook violently, and large waves of energy aftermath were like high-pressure water splashing on the ground, flowing freely in the forest, overturning large areas of grass and soil

When all the noise subsided, the place where the young black robe was lying was almost gone, leaving only a large area of ​​shocking mess and a large pit in the center.

Ronan stood there, squinting his eyes at the big pit, slowly put the long sword back into his waist, and said softly:

"The dead are the real garbage."

After saying that, Ronan took two steps forward, and scanned the surroundings with mental detection, trying to find any traces left by the young black robe.

Unfortunately, [Energy Missile-Particle Torrent] was as rough as ever, except for some residual blood and splashing broken bones. The opponent had almost nothing left.

"It would be great if I could get his storage waist bag... maybe I could find the inheritance of first-level spells in it."

Ronan sighed lightly, "Even if it's the Black Robe Blood System."

What he wanted to do most now was to arm himself with strength as soon as possible. The feeling of being in danger at any moment made him a little "hungry and indiscriminate".

Suddenly, Ronan remembered that there was a strange box in his storage waist bag that he got from Linus, which could only be opened by formal wizards.

Just as he was about to take it out to have a look, "whoosh--"

A sharp sound of breaking through the air, a chill suddenly arose from Ronan's heart.

He twisted his body instinctively, and the sword under his robe returned to his hand again. He raised his hand, swung, dodged, and blocked.

Several blurry black shadows suddenly projected like spears, which instantly passed through the position where Ronan was standing, and then made a "ding-dong" sound of sharp objects colliding, and then quickly retracted and disappeared.

Ronan rolled to the side in a slightly embarrassed manner, half-knelt on the ground with his long sword.

There was a slight stinging sensation on the cheek, which was the wound that was cut just now.

Ronan raised his hand and gently wiped the warm blood from his cheek, but his eyes were fixed on a certain position in front of him.

Something swam out of the bushes silently, and Ronan could see clearly what had attacked him just now.

It was a few thick dark green vines with many black spikes growing on them, like a strange and hideous giant python, constantly exuding cold murderous intent.

"This"

Ronan was stunned, and the next second he saw a slender woman walking slowly behind the vines.

Seaweed-like green hair, strange tattoos all over the cheeks, green eyes, and the madness and resentment released from the whole body

Ronan's face quickly became ugly.

"Who the hell let this mad dog out again."

Under the turbid sky polluted by blood, two figures flew quickly over the wilderness.

The strong wind blew Jerome's short hair, and his cold face was full of solemnity and worry.

Although his body was pushed forward by the flying magic tool, Jerome's eyes were always on the direction of the academy behind him.

Jerome didn't retract his gaze until he was close to the edge of the forest.

"Hoddam... It's over."

He uttered a heavy voice.

The beautiful witch in the gray-blue robe beside him was depressed and gritted her teeth and said: "The group of lunatics in the Dead Whisper Forest, who couldn't get the Key of Nefa, actually leaked the news to the Scarlet Tower."

"I'm afraid it was the Scarlet Tower that got the news itself. After all, this war has lasted too long."

Jerome shook his head and his expression calmed down. He looked up in the direction of the forest, feeling the slight energy fluctuations coming from there, and said: "The dean alone held back most of the Scarlet Tower's power. It seems that she is ready to use the Invulnerable Wood.

She asked us to take Laura away and then go to the Thorn Palace to meet her."

The beautiful sorceress nodded, and soon expressed a headache and helplessness, and sighed: "I'm really worried that neither of us may be able to take Laura away by force.

You should know how difficult it is to deal with her when she goes crazy."

Jerome thought for a while and replied: "Then wait until she goes crazy before taking her away. Anyway... it won't take long."

When the beautiful witch heard this, she looked at Jerome in surprise.

"This is not something you would say, Jerome. Aren't you always the most loving and supportive of the little apprentice wizard? And I remember that you are very optimistic about that little wizard."

“Many things also need to be divided into times.”

Jerome looked calm and said, "These are too luxurious for us who are on the run now."

The beautiful witch said nothing more.

Soon, the two approached the forest, and from a distance they saw Laura's iconic vine spell dancing wildly in the forest, and large tracts of trees fell down under the terrifying force.

A breath entered the two of them.

Suddenly, a violent fluctuation of energy particles came from the battle group, accompanied by a mysterious energy that was difficult to capture.

The beautiful witch who was approaching felt this and immediately covered her mouth.

"What did I sense? Jerome.

It seems to be the breath of an extraordinary magic field!

Did I feel wrong?

besides"

The beautiful wizard had an expression of surprise on her face, and turned to look at Jerome beside her in disbelief, "When did this little wizard advance to the first level?!"

Jerome's eyes flashed violently, and after a few seconds, he quickly uttered a sound.

"Lean over and take a look!"

"Dang! Puff - sizzle -"

Ronan fought hard and slashed at a dark green vine that was as thick as an adult's thigh and rushed towards him.

The blade of the sword struck the vine, making a crisp sound similar to the collision of metal, and then quickly slashed in, with a slight feeling of damping. Finally, it broke free, and a section of the chopped vine fell to the ground, twisting crazily like a living creature.

"Damn it!"

Although he blocked the blow, Ronan's face did not look good.

He lowered his head to check the long sword in his hand. The narrow black sword body wrapped in blazing blue flames was full of gaps on both sides, and even gave him a feeling that it was about to shatter.

[Charged Weapon - Spell-Breaking Power] with a proficiency of over 100, driven by the powerful spiritual power of the official wizard level, can cut through the blood spell of the black-robed wizard in the scarlet tower as easily as cutting through a piece of crisp paper. .

However, against the crazy woman Laura's vine spell, its power was suddenly greatly reduced.

"Hers is not a pure first-level spell. The energy particles have physical support. It can be regarded as a strange combination of magic tools and spells."

[The power of breaking magic] can easily disintegrate the arrangement of energy particles that make up the spell, but cutting the vines requires the sharpness of the sword itself, and the vines summoned by Lola are so hard.

Ronan once again felt so aggrieved that he couldn't help it.

If he was holding a first-level spell sword in his hand now, it might be a different scene.

The time it took for him to be promoted to a first-level wizard was really too short.

Ronan's long sword danced, and his master-level [Basic Swordsmanship] glowed with unprecedented brilliance at this moment.

His figure dragged blurry afterimages in the forest. While dodging the vines that were rushing towards her like giant pythons, he quickly approached Laura.

The messy zero-level spells he had learned at this moment were basically useless in the battle except for disrupting the rhythm and draining mental energy.

All he can rely on is the power of the two major realms he has mastered. And underneath his seemingly old age, there is actually a powerful body that is comparable to the power of a humanoid monster!

"You did give me some surprise."

Laura was suspended between two white nan trees out of thin air. Dozens of dark green vines spread out from behind. The whole person looked like a human-faced spider full of dangerous and poisonous aura.

She looked at Ronan in front of her expressionlessly, his white hair reflected in her green pupils, as well as the blazing blue flames on the long sword in her hand.

"I have been promoted to the first level, and I have also mastered a low-level and unpopular legal power."

Laura's expression suddenly became ferocious, and the dark green tattoos covering her face instantly turned into the color of blood. The blood-red rune patterns quickly extended on dozens of vines behind her.

In an instant, the originally difficult dark green vines suddenly swelled and became twice as strong, and the intensity and speed of the attacks also increased dramatically, like a group of bloodthirsty pythons!

Laura's face was covered with bloody vine patterns, which was ferocious and terrifying. Her mouth opened and she let out a sharp scream, and her body was almost filled with murderous intent.

Dozens of thick vines soaked in blood tore through the air, making a terrifying low whistle. After cutting down large swaths of trees like cutting wheat, they quickly hit a gray shadow that was unable to dodge.

"Bang!"

A cloud of blood mist instantly exploded on the gray figure who was drawn, and the whole figure flew out like a cannonball, but broke an old tree in the middle of the way, then turned back, and finally rolled to Laura in embarrassment.

Laura looked down at him coldly, dozens of bloody vines swinging slightly behind her like tentacles, exuding a disturbing aura.

At this time, she was not in a hurry to take action.

"It's a pity. Bugs are bugs. Even if they become a little stronger, they are still so weak that people feel pitiful!"

"Ahem."

The man curled up on the ground like a shrimp coughed violently several times, coughing up a large group of blood foam.

Then he raised his body with difficulty and slowly climbed up from the ground.

At this time, Ronan looked extremely miserable.

His gray robe was almost torn, stained with blood and showing a large dark color. His gray and white hair was messy, wet with a mixture of blood and sweat, and stuck to his cheeks and forehead in a messy way.

Ronan was shaky, as if he would die in the next second, and the black sword in his hand was broken into half.

"Bugs."

He repeated Laura's words to himself, and his eyes began to glow gradually, and the clear blue almost burst out.

"Be careful not to be tripped by the thin legs of the bugs!"

After saying that, Ronan grinned, and his face covered with blood and mud showed a cold but extremely brilliant smile to Laura, who had never been so close to him.

"【Energy Missile—Particle Torrent】!"

Countless mysterious auras converged, and a huge domain of law suddenly took shape.

When dozens of pure black particles turned into a torrent and rolled away, Ronan's decadence and weakness instantly disappeared.

"Bang!"

The grass exploded, and the figure holding the broken sword rushed forward rapidly following the terrifying torrent, with a blazing flame flying like a dark blue flag, fiercely stabbing at Laura, whose expression suddenly changed.

"Die for me! Stinky bitch!"

When the cold and crazy roar sounded, two figures outside the battle group also arrived.

Feeling the two completely different terrible powers that erupted in that instant, Jerome and the beautiful female wizard's eyelids trembled fiercely.

"Two kinds of extraordinary domain power"

"How did he do it?!"

The beautiful female wizard almost moaned and sighed.