Chapter 98 The second talisman, [High-energy Crucible], [Rusty Swamp]
Ronan had to look at his character panel data at least dozens of times every day, so he was very sure that the four master-level proficiency points of [Ascetic Body Training] were increased after the battle with the Green Thorn Queen Bee.
Physical injury was the only explanation.
Standing there, Ronan carefully recalled the past.
Indeed, after transforming into the [Pure Body], his body has never been injured again.
He has always stayed in the "safe zone" of the Ring of Magic and has never experienced a battle that could hurt his body.
Injury, it seems a long time ago.
After being promoted to the first level of official wizard, especially after switching to ice spells and mastering the field of despair, he mostly used spells to fight against enemies.
The trump card of physical strength is rarely used, but once it is used, it is basically crushed with force.
"Yes, the core of the apprenticeship training method of [Ascetic Exercise] is 'self-abuse'. After being promoted to master, the level of thirteen physical exercises is no longer enough. It is reasonable to upgrade the form of 'self-abuse' ”
Thinking about it this way, Ronan felt that the increase in proficiency due to injury made sense.
He had previously focused all his attention on the two points of "subsequent inheritance" and "the mysterious ingredients contained in the burning potion given by Angele", but instead ignored the "ascetic training" that he has always upheld. "The core meaning of these two words.
Of course, clarifying your thoughts is only the first step. Whether the "injury" practice method is feasible or not, and whether it can really increase the master-level proficiency of [Ascetic Exercise], we have to test it before we know.
"It's not possible now. I'm already seriously injured. Don't torture yourself to death.
Try again after the injury heals."
Ronan calmed down and continued to clean up the body of Queen Bee.
After the corpses here were disposed of, he had to go into the Hurricane Bee nest again.
In the miniature secret space, Ronan strode from the entrance and threw a bulging cloth bag in his hand that looked like it contained a lot of things to Benigo, who was busy.
The bag was caught by Benigo, and there was a crisp sound of crystals colliding inside.
"Here you go, the honey sac of the Green Thorn Queen Bee."
Ronan walked to the small metal table placed on the dirt floor in the space, picked up the silver pot on the table and poured a full cup. He picked it up and stared at the cup and frowned, but still drank it all.
Benigo opened the bag given by Ronan, and a rich sweet fragrance immediately escaped. The light from the mouth of the bag reflected Benigo's face in a light green color.
His eyes flickered slightly, he closed the bag and looked at Ronan.
Benigo's eyes passed over Ronan's bloody tattered robe and the wound on the left upper abdomen. He seemed to see the subtle changes in Ronan's whole person, and said, "It seems that you have made a decision?"
Ronan didn't answer, but looked at the steaming alchemy pot not far away, and asked: "You have been working for so long, when will this seed germinate?"
"I'm more anxious than you are."
Benigo replied calmly, walked to the alchemy jar, stared at the jar for a while, and whispered: "I've got the honey from the Blue Thorn Queen Bee. If everything goes well, it will probably be in the next month or two."
One to two months
Ronan's heart was slightly moved, and he couldn't help but feel a bit of anticipation.
"rustle--"
At first there was a sound like gravel rolling on the smooth mirror surface, but gradually, even this sound disappeared.
The white halo of light spread out again and again very rhythmically, giving off a very peaceful and calm feeling.
In the dark and cramped hut, Ronan slowly opened his eyes.
The azure blue bursting out of his eyes was like a sudden flash of lightning, bringing a moment of brightness to the cabin.
Get up and check your character panel.
[Name: Ronan Damien]
【Age: 17】
[Talent: No Attribute Affinity, Immaculate Body (Active)]
[Strength: Level 1 official wizard (46%)]
[Skill: Basic Meditation—The Realm of Empty Ming (Master 208/1600).]
I don’t know if it’s because the process of condensing the second soul sigil has tempered my mental strength, or if my proficiency in [Basic Meditation Technique - Realm of Sky Brightness] has exceeded the master level of 200 points, or if I am inside the magic ring and the environment The little effect produced by the rune circle that promotes meditation.
Ronan's cultivation progress had just exceeded 45%. In less than seven days, his strength progress had climbed one level further, reaching 46%.
Facts have proven that people are indeed "energetic" when happy events occur.
Today's [King Kong Ming Realm] is very efficient in tempering mental power and removing impurities. Not only that, the mental power recovery effect of [King Ming Realm] is equivalent to sipping a bottle at any time from the beginning. The level of the zero-level intermediate mental power recovery potion has been improved to the point where it is almost equivalent to taking the first-level mental power recovery potion at any time.
As long as he didn't overstress his mental power and frequently cast his trump card spells, Ronan felt that he didn't have to worry about not having enough mental power at all.
In addition to the increase in the total amount of mental power, Ronan feels that the quality of his mental power has also improved a lot compared to when he was first promoted to a first-level wizard. If it was like water before, it is now like glue and has become thicker. many.
His mental power penetrated into the space of consciousness, and the results of these seven days of practice appeared before his eyes.
Next to the [frozen soil] sigil, there is a new soul sigil. The whole thing looks like a ball of silver metal threads randomly intertwined, but in essence it is the core inheritance of the silver ring metal spells——[ Shibiorte's Mithril Transformation] is also the [Silverization] talisman commonly known as the magic circle wizard.
During the past few days in the Ring of Law, Ronan tried to look up relevant information about the name "Shibierte", but the information he got was very little. He only knew that he was a legendary figure who once existed on this continent. wizard.
It is not known how powerful he is, but his profound knowledge is well known. In many fields such as spells, runes, potions, alchemy, etc., he has left amazing achievements that will benefit future generations.
The Circle of Magic is not the only wizarding force to receive the Shibiort heritage, nor is it the first.
"The place where powerful wizards existed is like a 'whale fall', which nourished countless wizards who came later."
Ronan sighed softly in his heart. After successfully condensing the second talisman, he once again felt the "fullness" from his soul. When this "fullness" completely disappeared, he was qualified to condense it. When refining the next talisman.
[Silverization] The talisman was successfully condensed, but Ronan has not tried to use it yet.
Thinking about it, Ronan stepped out of the hut.
The light outside the room made him squint his eyes slightly, and the figure seemed to disappear in his sight. But when Ronan looked again, the feeling of being watched had disappeared.
"I don't know who sent this fly."
Ronan didn't take it seriously and gently closed the door of the hut with a calm expression.
The place where he practices and lives is a "meditation room" that only formal members of the Circle of Law are eligible to rent. It is actually a small metal house, closely packed together, without any additional runic circle effects. Ronan sometimes even You can hear snoring coming from the next room. It is purely because it is within the radiation range of the giant meditation circle of the Silver Tower of the Seventh Dharma Ring, which has a certain effect on promoting the growth of spiritual power, but the rent is frighteningly high.
"There is no cost-effectiveness at all. For the meditation amplification effect that is not as strong as the sixth sense, I might as well live outside comfortably..."
Ronan exited the "meditation room", walked all the way out of the magic circle, and came to the vast forest area.
Randomly finding a secluded and uninhabited place, Ronan began to test the effect of his second talisman.
The nightmare tungsten steel flows out from under the robe like mercury, and its dark material nature causes a slight burning sensation in the flesh where it flows.
As usual, Ronan condensed the nightmare tungsten steel into his usual one-handed sword form, and activated the [Silverization] sigil in the sea of consciousness.
In an instant, a strange power originating from the soul was generated, transmitted through Ronan's body and into his hands.
Ronan saw the long sword in his hand changing from pure black to silvery white little by little.
Even the black smoke that was always emitted from the long sword turned into a dense silver mist, reflecting luxurious and beautiful colors in the sunlight.
"Shua——"
Ronan waved his sword gently, and the silver sword drew a clear sword mark in the air, with faint silver ripples appearing.
He flicked the long sword twice with his fingers and heard a crisp "ding ding" sound.
"The sharpness and sturdiness are at least doubled."
Ronan came to a preliminary conclusion.
Then he flew quickly towards the depths of the forest.
In the forest area close to the magic ring, all the magical beasts have been killed by first-level wizards who rely on hunting for a living. Now, if you want to find a magical beast, you have to go deeper and deeper.
After flying for who knows how long, Ronan finally saw a huge first-level low-level monster that looked like a wild boar next to a small puddle that exuded a rotting stench.
He had an impression of this thing. It seemed to be called "Swamp-Eating Pig" or something. Anyway, its strength was average, and there were very few valuable things on it. The key was that it had rough skin and thick flesh, and the outer layer of hard skin was mixed with earth energy particles. It is comparable to the first-level intermediate monster defense. It is smelly, hard and worthless, so it has always been disliked by hunting wizards.
However, it is quite good to use as a live target for testing spells.
Ronan did not use any spells, relying solely on his physical strength and the physical control ability brought by the master-level [Basic Swordsmanship]. He lightly swept up to the wild boar monster and raised his hand to hit it between the eyebrows with a sword.
"Pfft——"
The silvered Nightmare sword easily penetrated the bog-eating boar's head. It was slightly blocked when it hit its skull, but it quickly broke through after Ronan pressed down a little harder.
"Huh?"
But Ronan seemed to have discovered some new continent. He drew his sword in surprise and quickly retreated.
Almost as soon as he retreated to his original position, the bog-eating bog, which had been stabbed in the head by a sword, began to howl crazily in pain and thrust into the mud pit beneath him, with countless mud particles flying everywhere.
Ronan completely ignored the state of the "victim" and focused all his attention on the sword in his hand.
Just when he was about to strike with his sword, he found that the mire-eating bog pointed at by the sword had clearly seen the crisis coming, but his eyes were momentarily confused, as if he had fallen into some kind of chaotic consciousness that he could not control. in state.
Even the pain from a severe brain injury was "delayed" for several seconds before he could react.
"Is it the special effect of Nightmare Tungsten Steel?"
Ronan realized for the first time that the silver mist on the long sword in his hand might not only have the effect of increasing the appearance.
With doubts, he tested it more than ten times in a row, and finally determined that the nightmare tungsten steel did have some special ability of "consciousness interference".
In battle, when attacked by spells using Nightmare Tungsten Steel as a medium, one's mental power will inevitably be disturbed to a certain extent.
This ability is actually very abnormal. It may disrupt the opponent's attack rhythm at critical moments, or even directly cause the opponent to fail to cast a spell.
Ronan had only used Nightmare Tungsten Steel as a pure melee weapon before, completely ignoring this point.
"Is this what the 'Nightmare' in Nightmare Tungsten Steel refers to?"
"The Nightmare of Silver Mist."
"No wonder Travis wants this piece of nightmare tungsten steel from Benigo so much. The real value of nightmare tungsten steel may be far beyond my imagination."
Ronan was thoughtful.
Then he used Nightmare Tungsten Steel as a medium to test several other metal spells.
Although Ronan has all the inheritance of the first and second levels of metal spells, he actually doesn't learn many metal spells.
In addition to the core [Activated Metal], I also learned a first-level offensive spell - [High Energy Crucible], and a first-level control spell - [Rusty Swamp].
The former is to control the metal medium to leave the body, and then produce a violent explosion, as if there is an invisible crucible in the air heating the metal medium library you throw out.
The latter allows its own metal medium to wrap around the opponent, causing obstacles to the opponent's movement like rusty metal, and has a certain corrosive damage effect.
After the nightmare tungsten steel was turned into silver, the power of these two spells was obviously improved.
It's just that Ronan is just getting started with these two spells, but with the frequent use of [Activated Metal] on a daily basis, his proficiency is almost close to mastery.
The effect of [Activated Metal] is to give the metal medium some properties similar to "activation", allowing the wizard to better control the metal. It can be regarded as a prerequisite skill for most metal spells.
As the proficiency of [Activated Metal] increases, the "activity" of the metal medium will gradually upgrade, the connection with the wizard will be closer, and the metal spells released will be more effective.
After tossing a few unlucky monsters as "living targets" to death, Ronan tested his ability in inheriting metal spells and finally got to the real theme.
——The decryption of the master-level proficiency growth of [Ascetic Body Training]!
"call--"
Ronan exhaled a breath of turbid air and took off his robe in an open space with his back to the rock wall.
His appearance was too handsome, and only after his hair was cut short did he gain a bit more heroism.
Now that the robe is taken off, revealing a perfect and spotless body, this heroic spirit becomes even more prominent.
Ronan held the sword upside down and pointed the blade at himself, thinking about where to start.
(End of chapter)