Chapter 159: Ascension, Impermanence, Plains
Two months later, late autumn entered again.
The dense primitive jungle began to be dyed with colorful colors, and the trees were covered with golden clothes. The tall pine trees and oaks cast mottled shadows under the warm sunlight, and the forest floor was covered with fallen leaves of five colors. , it rustles when you step on it, and there is a faint smell of earth and rotten leaves.
Deep in the forest, there is a deep stream surrounded by streams.
The sun shines through the treetops, illuminating the moss-covered stones and damp tree roots. The slowly flowing stream is like a flickering mirror. A young man in a robe is sitting quietly by the stream, his eyes closed. , the body seems to be integrated with the quiet and peaceful atmosphere around it, and there is a spiritual and vigorous life force in the silence.
When a green-yellow leaf floated down and gently landed on the water, causing ripples, the young man slowly opened his eyes.
In an instant, an invisible wind arose, blowing the hem of the robe that was scattered on the ground. An indescribable sense of clarity escaped from the young man's body, and the air around him was also Becoming more transparent, as if washed by water.
“Breathe——Breathe——”
Ronan made a gentle breathing movement, and the sound of his breathing was as smooth as the wind blowing in the forest waves and full of a special rhythm. , the surrounding trees seemed to be rustling, and more fallen leaves were scattered.
“It’s autumn again”
Ronan looked at the golden leaves fluttering on the stream in front of him, feeling a little emotional in his heart.
I remember that last autumn, he was still in the tree house area outside Hoddam, working hard to prepare for the upcoming invasion of the Dark Witch Land. In the blink of an eye, he was almost eighteen years old.
If you were in the secular world, this would be the age at which you could inherit the family title.
"Should I find time to go home and have a look?"
A thought came to Ronan's mind.
Soon, the slight sadness caused by the season was quickly healed. Ronan opened the character panel and looked at it quietly.
[Name: Ronan Damien]
[Age: 17]
[Talent: No Attribute Affinity, Immaculate Body (Active), None Lake of Thought (active)]
[Strength: Level 2 official wizard (35%)]
[Skills: Basic Meditation - Realm of Empty Light (Master 612/1600)
Energy Missile - Particle Torrent (Master 523/1600)
Charged Weapon - Spell-Breaking Power (Master 302 /1600)
Ice Ball Technique-Desperate Frozen (Master 503/1600)
Frost Ray-Ice Vein (Master 500/1600)
Ice Blade Technique-Extreme Frozen Soldier (Master 501/1600)
Ascetic Body Forging - Ancient Power (Master 526/1600)
Small Blizzard (Mastery 102/400)
Binglin Armor (Mastery 23/400)
Cold Voice (Mastery 65/400)
Frost Spear (Expert.]
After two months of almost sleepless training, Ronan put almost all his energy into practicing ice spells.
In addition to The three second-level ice spells learned have all reached the proficiency level, and the three skills of [Desperate Freeze], [Ice Vein] and [Freezing Soldier], which have derived from the extraordinary realm, have also entered the master level. A realm of legal resonance!
Not only because of the fusion of the ancient frost hydra bloodline, but also because of the promotion to the second level wizard, especially after entering the middle stage of the second level, Ronan clearly felt that he was in a state of resonance. The realm of master level proficiency is much smoother.
Looking back at the first level, especially before taking "Mephitila's Kiss", he was really struggling at the master level.
"According to ancient wizard books, in ancient times, or even more ancient times, the continent of the world had not collapsed, and the energy particles floating between the sky and the earth were extremely abundant. Everyone was like a dragon, and casting spells had their own legal effects."
Ronan's eyes flashed with light of thought, "Now that wizards have understood the extraordinary realm, the so-called resonance of one, two and three realms is just the starting point of reaching the ancient wizards.
If you want to truly be on par with the geniuses of ancient wizards, you have to look at the realm after transcendence."
If nothing unexpected happens, it should be a level above "master proficiency".
There are characters The panel is here, but Ronan still believes that he will be able to touch that field one day. It is just a matter of time
The three realms resonated, and the power of the icy realm created by the anchor was naturally "reborn". However, what really made Ronan, the spellcaster, feel trembled was the effect after the three realms merged into a resonance. Power
"Inherit the ancient times!"
Ronan stretched out a hand towards the sunlight falling above his head, slowly clenched his fingers, and there was unspeakable terrifying energy flowing out from his fingers. It was as if that touch of autumn light was frozen in the palm of my hand.
“Huh——”
After the air was dispersed, Ronan exhaled a breath of turbid air and stood up from the bluestone.
Stepping on the empty air, he ascended to the sky step by step, his robes dancing, and he moved quickly in one direction.
In the consciousness space, the second mental power crystal has been generated, and its size is only about one-tenth of the first one.
In the crystal, the transformed [Double Mirror Light] runes are like patterns sealed in the crystal stone, full of complex and mysterious atmosphere.
The space energy seeds left by the silver cane to Ronan still remained. After the [Tundra Frozen Soil] and [Double Mirror Light] sigils were all solidified, it began to "nurture" the last [ Silver】The talisman is printed.
[Silverization] The talisman, nourished by a steady stream of space energy, gradually began to undergo some indescribable and wonderful changes.
However, due to the different attributes, this process of fusion and transformation is extremely slow. So far, Ronan has not felt any difference, and he does not know what will happen after the [Silver] talisman is completely integrated with the spatial attributes. changes.
In the past two months, Ronan has tried his best for the upcoming wizard genius competition of the six major forces.
He has made all the improvements he can do in a short period of time. As for how far he can go in the competition, he needs to see the strength of the opponents he encounters.
Entering the miniature secret space, Ronan saw Benigo standing in front of the Holy Blood Tree, "interacting" with it.
I walked over and saw a fist-sized blood spore falling from a branch of the Holy Blood Tree, and was caught firmly by Benigo, who had been waiting for a long time.
Recently, Benigo has begun to try to use the Holy Blood Tree to conduct some small-scale blood purification experiments. In addition to further paving the way for his plan to resurrect his beloved wife, it can also be regarded as an accumulation for Ronan's next blood purification. Experienced.
"What kind of monster's blood?"
After Ronan saw Benigo taking off the blood spores, he used a knife to gently cut a small cross on the blood spores, and what followed was unexpected. He was a little surprised when he directly tried to inject it into his body.
"My own."
Benigo closed his eyes and felt the entire process of blood injection. He would stop from time to time and quickly jot down some information on the notes at hand. "How does it feel?"
When the whole blood spore was injected, Ronan couldn't help but ask Benigo.
“I made a detailed analysis of my bloodline, and then decided a direction with the Holy Blood Tree in advance before purifying it. From the current point of view.”
Benigo felt it. , replied: "The effect is not bad. The purified blood is more active than my original blood, and my symptoms of soul decay seem to have stopped a little."
"What direction have you chosen?"
“Grey Elf.”
“You actually have elf blood in your body?”
Ronan blinked. He still remembered that Kirsty said that he also had elf blood in his body. The extremely thin blood of the Moonlight Elf flows through it.
Benigo is a gray elf. Is this some kind of wonderful fate?
Benigo glanced at him, shook his head, and said: "Is this weird? Don't you know that a long time ago, the elves were already the most popular mating partners for humans like us? It is very common for people with no wizarding background to have more or less elven blood in their bodies"
Ronan pursed his lips and said no more.
After recording all the experimental data, Benigo saw Ronan looking like he was doing nothing and asked casually: "Counting the time, the genius competition you mentioned before should start soon, right? Don't you go? You still have time to hang out here."
"It's about to start, I just came to say hello to you."
Ronan said, speaking from the space ring. He took out a flashing communication stone, clicked it and read it for a while, then said: "The ship to pick me up has arrived. Then, I'll leave first, old class."
Benigo heard Ronan say to him He called me a strange name, twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, raised his pipe, and said goodbye.
Ronan said goodbye to the Holy Blood Tree again, and then strode out of the miniature secret space. After leaving the valley, he flew dozens of miles to the west and stopped.
After waiting for nearly fifteen minutes, a silver-white magic airship over seven meters long and four meters high appeared in his field of vision.
Ronan narrowed his eyes and took the initiative to greet the airship.
Before approaching, two figures walked out of the airship - the tall and thin young man on the left, ordinary looking, but with a pair of rare sharp eyes like lapis lazuli. The man on the right was equally young and had a good appearance. He is quite handsome, but his temperament is more mature.
It was Clemens and Derby who had gone to explore the second battlefield of the Garden of Mirrors with Ronan before.
This time the talent competition jointly held by the six major forces, members of each party with a certain strength and above are allowed to watch the battle, and the number is about fifty.
At the Ring of France, there is no requirement for everyone to set off together. Clemens and Derby are eligible to go to watch the game, so Ronan simply goes with them.
"Damien!"
The three of them met. They briefly said hello to Ronan and got on the airship. Clemens said: "We are heading to the Goblin Plains. , It will take about one day, and the competition will be held in three days, so there is still plenty of time."
Ronan nodded, and the three of them sat down to rest in the airship, chatting about Ronan's two months of hard training. Big or small things that happen.
Clemens knew that Ronan would represent the Circle of Magic in the competition, and specially collected some information for him. Most of it was from within the Circle of Magic, and very few from the other five major forces.
"Except for the top few among them, the rest of the candidates who may participate in the competition are not certain. We can only collect these."
Clemens turned to the information and found that it belonged to Molten Crystal On the page of the lake, he pointed to a name called "Ignatius" on it, and said to Ronan with a slightly serious expression: "This man is the number one wizard in the current era of Molten Crystal Lake. You defeated Ignatius in the second battlefield before. Gore is his younger brother.
Although it is rumored that the relationship between the two has never been good, they are the heirs of the same family after all. If you meet in a competition, you should be careful."< br>
Ronan nodded, and the face of Igor with his bloodline awakening flashed through his mind.
He slowly flipped through the information, and when he saw the page "Black Nightmare Swamp", his eyes gleamed slightly and he stopped still.
"Do you know this man?"
Ronan stretched out his finger, lightly tapped the name "Angele Leo" on the parchment page, and asked Clemens Two people.
This was the first time he learned Angele's full name. There was very little information behind his name, only a few brief words such as "Early Level Three".
Level 3
He remembered the last time he met Angelet. He was in the late stage of Level 2. Did he get promoted so quickly?
"This man is very mysterious. He is a genius who has risen rapidly in the Black Nightmare Swamp in recent years. He does not take many shots, but his results every time are brilliant."
Clemens He mused: "The most amazing one was when I was at the second level, I defeated a long-famous third-level wizard genius in Black Nightmare Swamp head-on."
"Damien, you know him. ?”
Debi saw Ronan’s strange attitude towards Angele and couldn’t help but ask.
Ronan shook his head and made no further explanation.
After simply reading through the entire document, Clemens and the two talked about the exploration of the Garden of Mirrors.
About a month ago, the exploration of the third battlefield came to an end. Lanny and others from the seventh magic circle returned. Many people were seriously injured, and some even died.
The wizard who unfortunately died was Travis, who had had a problem with Ronan.
It is said that the exploration team accidentally triggered a certain restriction on the third battlefield and released a large number of space and mirror spell puppets left over from ancient times. Their combat effectiveness was very terrifying, and all forces had relatively strong Big casualties.
The third battlefield is the magic plant and magic medicine garden of the wizards of the ancient Court of Mirrors. It is actually normal to have a guard force. This result was expected by all parties, and the third battlefield The harvest is indeed quite rich.
Just comparing it like this, the first and second battlefields actually seem much safer. At least I haven’t heard of anyone dying
When Ronan heard the news, he was slightly startled. A bit of trance could not help but arise between them.
The battle that defeated Travis seemed to have happened yesterday. When he turned around, Travis died in the secret realm.
The path of a wizard is still difficult to walk after all, even for a second-level wizard or a third-level genius.
Tomorrow or accident, no one knows which one will come first.
The silver-white airship shuttled smoothly between the clouds and mist, slowly descending, and soon a vast plain appeared in front of Ronan's eyes.
Nearby are some lumpy wheat fields, golden yellow, with traces of villages nearby.
It was the autumn harvest season, and Ronan even saw a young man biting a wheat straw on a field ridge, looking up at the sky, and stared blankly at their airship passing by.
Further forward, there is a desolate no man's land.
Gradually, you can see scenes of wild beasts or monsters running and resting on the ground. The plain is not flat, with some high and raised mounds and huge pits.
Ronan stood on the deck of the airship, letting the strong wind make his robes rustle, looking down at the bottom with a calm expression.
"There were real goblins in the Goblin Plains..."
Clemens walked up from the side, holding the metal fence with both hands, and talked to him.
(End of this chapter)