Chapter 120 Six rings, coronation, genius, shock
The white-haired giant monster, which was more than two meters tall and nearly three meters tall, retreated. As he retreated, his strong and burly figure shrank rapidly like a deflated rubber ball.
The ferocious face covered with veins gradually disappeared, and the sharp and dense teeth became smooth again. A handsome and pale young man was revealed again.
The long white hair fluttering in the wind covered the young man's body. The young man pulled out a brand new robe from the white hair with difficulty and put it on, but his body continued to fall uncontrollably.
During the fall, the young man faced Clemens' direction, stretched out a slender white arm, and a faint blue light shone in his eyes.
He stroked lightly with his fingers.
Countless rich and mysterious energy leaked out from the traces of nothingness drawn by the finger.
"call--"
The majestic free energy particles like the sea gather together, and the mysterious river of seven colors is born from nothingness and flows quietly.
But it did not attack Clemens or anyone except Clemens.
The colorful river flowed silently, circled around Clemens, and then continued to run high into the sky, disappearing into nothingness
"What you want to see...is a piece of legal resonance that belongs to me."
The young man's indescribably tired voice sounded in Clemens's ears. Clemens stared blankly at the direction where the colorful river of energy disappeared. His eyes were fluctuating, and he didn't know what he was thinking. For a moment, he could see that God.
After finishing the last thing he had to do, the boy finally couldn't hold on anymore and put down his hands "tiredly".
Close your eyes and let the gravity of the earth pull you down.
He now has no strength and no mental power and doesn't want to use it.
You can’t fall to your death anyway
Just land like this and lie down for a while.
"it's over."
The wind blew past both sides of Ronan's ears, and the scattered white hair was blown against his cheeks.
Ronan closed his eyes and looked peacefully waiting for the moment of falling to the ground.
it's over.
For him, this battle trial is completely over.
He defeated everyone he set out to defeat and achieved every goal he set out to achieve.
He is so tired.
All he wanted now was a good night's sleep.
"Bang"
With a soft muffled sound, Ronan quietly opened his eyes.
He unexpectedly discovered that he did not fall to solid ground, but was lifted up by a force and landed on a thick, relatively soft cushion.
"You really are your boy, even Clemens was defeated by you!
An ancient wizard bloodline, achieving such a feat at the late level of the first level is unprecedented. Damn it, you are so outstanding that even I can't help but be jealous."
The guy who was holding him flying was chattering all kinds of random words of admiration and praise.
Ronan couldn't help but interrupt.
"Shut up Biondini, you're noisy like a menopausal female fly!"
"Well"
The silver giant bat's voice stopped suddenly, and he closed his mouth muffledly.
Ronan had just enjoyed the silence for a while when he suddenly felt Biondini carrying him to a stop at a certain location.
Ronan stood up from the back of Biondini's huge bat, his expression slightly startled.
He suddenly discovered that he was at an extremely high place at this time.
Above everyone.
He stood up from Biondini's back and looked down. He could see Clemens, Lenny, Nono Perin, and even Travis' figure
And the rest The ring wizard, the third-level white-bearded wizard holding a metal staff, and several third-level wizards standing next to the old white-bearded wizard, with astonishment and strange looks on their faces.
Ronan saw everyone, every opponent he had defeated.
Everyone was looking at him too.
Every upward-looking face is filled with too many complex expressions that cannot be explained.
“To the top”
Ronan murmured, and the nightmare tungsten steel on his right arm flowed into his hand like water, turning into a long sword steaming with black mist.
Ronan looked at the Nightmare Sword in his hand, remembering the scene when he just got it and held it for the first time.
He remembered that he once told Benigo that this sword would become even more brilliant in his hands.
Now it’s done.
Ronan subconsciously looked in the direction of Benigo's secret space.
At this time, he heard Biondini talking to him in a muffled voice, "Boy, don't think I'm verbose. The ring master will personally crown you, and he will probably have to use a third-level projection spell to project you for those who want to use it." Members who were not present will remember to pay their respects. You'd better clean up your current state first."
Biondini said something long-winded and Ronan couldn't listen at all.
Because he had already felt a huge and gentle spiritual power coming from behind him and from the silver-white tower above his head, falling gently on his body, like gentle water, completely covering his whole body.
Strange energy fluctuations arose, and milky white light spots emerged one after another, rushing towards Luonan like swallows returning to their nests.
With the integration of the light spots, Ronan's mental fatigue was quickly relieved, and even some of the seriously depleted vitality light balls were replenished.
Just when Ronan was surprised, "Ding——"
A unique crisp trembling sound came from the depths of his mind.
Ronan noticed that the water ball in his mind that represented spiritual power had grown significantly stronger, and the last shortcomings had been made up, giving people a feeling of complete perfection and reaching a certain extreme.
I opened the character panel and took a look. Sure enough, the original 99% strength progress of the first-level wizard had become 100%.
Perhaps because of the effect of these strange light spots, or perhaps because of the catalysis of continuous high-intensity battles, at this moment, he finally stood on the final threshold of a first-level wizard to a second-level wizard, and could hit the second-level wizard at any time. realm.
Just as Ronan was pleasantly surprised, he suddenly found that the milky white light spots disappeared and were replaced by countless bright golden light spots.
He blinked and tried to touch these golden light spots with his hands. The golden light spots passed through his fingertips without leaving any effect. They just danced and hovered around him. It only took a while. Ronan's whole body was filled with countless golden light spots.
At the same time, there were strong spell fluctuations coming from below.
A huge beam of projected light fell on Ronan, and the next moment...
The image of a handsome boy with white hair and blue eyes was projected directly into the sky, outside the rune circle.
Surrounded by countless golden lights, this young man was extremely handsome and indescribably noble and calm.
Those golden lights gathered around it, forming patterns of golden rings one after another.
One...two, three
A total of six golden rings appeared, then overlapped, and finally shrank, turning into a six-ring pattern, which was lightly printed on the eyebrows of the projected boy, adding a sense of mystery and nobility to it. temperament.
At this moment, it seemed as if all the light in the world was focused on that handsome boy. The light he emitted made even the light of the runes on the silver-white tower seem dim
Facing the person who was completely the same as himself A projected image carved from a mold and experience the so-called "coronation" ceremony. Ronan, who was standing on Biondini's back, complained silently in his heart.
“So exaggerated”
“What a shame”
"Damn you, profiteer!!"
The seventh magic ring is on a slightly glowing rune hot air balloon in the sky near the inner rune magic circle.
Alida, who was holding a small parasol with a transparent lace edge, pouted and gritted her teeth as she kept cursing the magic tool dealer who had convinced her to pay for the hot air balloon rental for a week.
"I also said that I would definitely have a chance to see it this time. The energy mask used to block my sight on the rune circle will become thinner day by day, but in the end, I was exposed to the sun for three or four days!"
"How can the energy of the magic circle decline? Unless the operation of the magic circle is stopped, the protective shield cannot become transparent. Anyone with a little knowledge of magic knows this. Haven't you noticed that in the past few days, there are only Are we both..."
Jacob explained in a low voice, but Alida grabbed his arm and bit it like a puppy.
"What's the use of talking about this now? Why didn't you remind me earlier? Do you know how many magic stones I spent on renting a hot air balloon for the past few days...?"
"I've told you before, but you didn't listen. Alida, please be gentle."
Just as the two were fighting, suddenly, a strong magical light passed through the rune array mask in front of them, which was as thick as a crystal wall, and shot high into the sky.
Immediately afterwards, a slender and tall humanoid projection appeared.
"Jacob, you're really going to die."
Alida, who was grabbing one of Jacob's arms and chewing it vigorously, suddenly froze when she saw the magic projection in the sky very close to her.
She let go of Jacob's arm in a daze, looking up into the sky, not even noticing that a transparent silver line of saliva was pulled between her mouth and Jacob's arm.
Alida focused all her attention on the magic projection surrounded by countless golden lights.
After watching for a while, Alida blinked, turned to look at Jacob beside her, pointed to the sky and asked: "Jacob, do you think that man looks like Lord Ronan?..."
Jacob had also been stunned in the same way for a long time, looking in a daze, murmuring and shaking his head.
"I...don't know either."
In a tavern outside the Seventh Ring City.
Red-haired Creed sat lazily on the oak high chair, tapping the table with his fingers, urging: "What's up, buddy, are you okay yet?"
"etc."
A young male wizard with blond hair and blue eyes sitting opposite him kept fiddling with a delicate silver box in the shape of a square piece in his hand, frowning and said: "Strange, it was clearly agreed to transmit the battle projection.
I could still receive it for the past two days.
Is it because the second round of fighting has begun and private use of spells to photocopy the fighting process is not allowed within the Magic Circle? I gave you all the magic stones..."
"Forget it. I wasted half a day."
Seeing that the blond wizard had been tinkering for a long time without any movement, Creed shook his head, stood up on the seat, and yawned.
"You were probably deceived by the same people who rented out the magic airship at the gate of the magic circle on the first day of the competition. The projections they gave you were probably from the last selection.
In fact, there is nothing good to see. .
We can't even enter the Dharma Ring, and the geniuses in the Dharma Ring are even further away from us."
The red-haired Creed said, preparing to walk out of the tavern.
At this moment, the door of the tavern was suddenly pushed open forcefully from the outside.
"Bang!"
A tall, thin man with an excited face and a strange look broke in. The man pressed on the wooden door of the tavern, pointed outside and kept repeating: "Outside. Come out and look outside."
There was a slight commotion in the tavern, and many wizards stood up and walked towards the door.
Creed and the blond wizard who were with him followed curiously. As soon as they walked out of the tavern door, they found that the streets outside the door were full of people.
Everyone looked up to the same direction in the sky, and uttered exclamations of surprise from time to time.
Creed waited for the wizards who had just received the news and walked out of the tavern. They looked up in the direction the crowd was looking and saw the inner ring of the seventh magic ring, which had been silent for several days. On top of the rune array, a huge and bright figure was projected by magic.
The young man with white hair and blue eyes was surrounded by countless golden lights. He was handsome and tall, mysterious and noble. The four words "Heaven's Proud Son" seemed to be perfectly interpreted on him.
Jealousy, envy, exclamation, insipidity.
Various reactions emerged from this group of wandering wizards. Some people had enthusiastic eyes, some had infinite yearning on their faces, and some just glanced at it and ignored it. Went back to the tavern
Cuidy was the only one standing in the crowd. After seeing clearly the appearance of the person who projected the spell, his body suddenly trembled, as if he was suddenly hit by an electric spell, and he stood upright He remained motionless, his face showing an expression of extreme disbelief and shock little by little.
"Hey man"
After several breaths, Creed seemed to have gradually calmed down. He pointed at the projection in the sky with a blank expression and whispered to the people next to him: "I said, this and this person are my friends. They used to be Believe it or not, you often sit and drink with me?”
The blond wizard on the side glanced at Creed with a look full of contempt, and sneered: "Come on, Creed, this joke is not funny at all.
Your friend?
He is a genius with the sixth ring status!
Six rings! ! "
"Yes, six rings"
Creed looked at the sky, his eyes blurred and whispered to himself: "How many years has it been since the Seventh Ring produced a sixth-level genius? What kind of person was I in contact with in the Sixth Ring?"
While murmuring, Creed suddenly returned to his original carefree look, patted the blonde wizard's shoulder hard, and laughed: "I thought I could deceive you!..."
"Even the most ignorant apprentice would not believe what you are bragging about."
"Have a drink, I'll treat you. Just treat it as a celebration for a former friend!"
The two turned around and walked back to the tavern.
The process of Ronan being crowned with six rings was reflected in the sky above the huge seven-ring city through the effect of magic projection.
Like a hurricane sweeping across the entire Seven-Ringed City, including the wizards, apprentices, ordinary people living outside the Seven-Ringed City, and the many floating islands surrounding the silver-white tower
The name of Ronan Damien is today Remembered by many.
As the name of genius continued to radiate outwards with his achievements, causing a series of shocks, Ronan was standing under the silver-white tower, entering the door of the tower, carefully trimming his appearance.
The nightmare tungsten steel transformed into silver scissors, slicing off his long white hair that almost reached his ankles.
The strands of hair fell all over the ground paved with gray stone slabs, and each strand was white and crystal clear, just like the silk spun by the first-order monster Moonlight Spider.
After the pruning was completed, Ronan's mental power mobilized the ice energy particles floating in the air to condense a mirror made of ice in front of him.
The young man in the mirror is wearing an exquisite silver-white robe with the six-ring logo printed on it. He has a slender figure, handsome appearance, azure eyes, and moderate white hair.
Young, energetic, calm and decent.
All the competitions belonging to him have ended, but the trials and selections of others are still continuing.
What Ronan was about to do at this time was to climb the tower to meet the owner of the tower - the Lord of the Seventh Dharma Ring.
(End of chapter)