Chapter 161 Old Things
Jerome waved the staff in his hand, carefully controlling the power of the magic flame, melting the huge rocks in front of him into hot magma.
Working with him on this work were two other first-level wizards from different forces.
One will mix some special metal particles into Jerome's melted magma, and the other will be responsible for cooling and solidifying the "prepared" magma into huge cubes.
Afterwards, these concrete blocks that meet the standards will be sent to the next place, where specialized wizards will imprint some simple runes on these blocks, and then another group of wizards will "refine them" "The completed concrete cubes were combined into the prototype of the competition arena, and finally came the final "reinforcement" and decoration
Every step seemed orderly, everything was calm and orderly.
There is no communication between the wizards responsible for each process. Only occasionally when they are exhausted and need to "change shifts", they will simply say a few words, and after getting permission, they will go there in silence. Meditate alone in a deserted corner.
The reason is not only that these wizards from different forces are not familiar with each other, but also that the wizards who participated in the construction of the arena have a "special status" in this place.
They are not invited elite geniuses. On the contrary, they have average status among the forces to which they belong.
You will appear here entirely because you accepted the corresponding "task".
This is a venue for geniuses. Any wizard passing by may be a genius from various forces that are dozens of times more powerful than them.
They are located at the "lowest level" here, and they are doing things that only low-level wizards would do. It would not be called out of place, but they are indeed like a bunch of "background boards" that are extremely easy to ignore. .
Another huge concrete block was successfully formed under the spell. Jerome let out a breath and felt that his mental power was running low. He thought that after the next block of concrete was completed, , it’s time to find someone to “change the shift”.
As he was chanting a spell in a low voice and preparing to construct the next concrete block, someone suddenly came over and interrupted his spellcasting.
The visitor is a second-level wizard from Thorn Palace, who is responsible for supervising and directing their work in this small area.
Although he came from different forces, Jerome still maintained enough respect for the other party. He stopped what he was doing and was thinking about hearing what instructions the other party had, but the latter just handed him a Eyes, looking in a certain direction.
Jerome followed the other person's gaze and saw a slender figure dressed in black and gray with exquisite silver trim. His back was turned to him, and his specific appearance was unclear.
Jerome slowly walked towards the back, gradually feeling the fluctuations of mental power emanating from the other person's body.
That was a pressure that belonged to a second-level wizard, and could only be released by a wizard of the mid-level second level or above. Some doubts and tensions gradually arose in his heart, and he kept thinking whether there was something wrong with his performance just now. Well, I accidentally "provoked" a certain influential person from another party who was passing by.
Just after Jerome approached, the figure from behind also turned around.
Behind the slender and straight back is an extremely young and handsome face.
The moment he saw this face, Jerome was in a trance. Feelings of familiarity and unfamiliarity intertwined. He felt as if he had seen this face somewhere, until.
The handsome and elegant young man greeted him calmly: "Long time no see... Lord Jerome."
Some memories that were not that long ago and were deep enough quickly came up, and Jerome's pupils shrank. , calling out the other person’s name in a low voice.
"Ronan...are you Ronan Damien?!"
More and more magic airships dropped from high altitude, and powerful wizard figures entered the scene. Six rounds Under the high "scorching dawn sun", huge competition arenas rose one after another.
At sunset, the Goblin Plain gradually became lively.
However, amidst all the excitement and noise, Ronan and Ronan, who were standing opposite each other, seemed surprisingly quiet.
Ronan could see the turbulent emotions inside Jerome's seemingly calm appearance in front of him. He had expected such a result, and the atmosphere between the two became slightly awkward.
In the end, it was Jerome who took the initiative to break the awkwardness, "I didn't expect to see you here... Damien."
Ronan sighed in a low voice, "I didn't expect it either."
He really didn't expect to meet Jerome in this competition. He had "promoted" him several times when he was at Hoddam College. A first-level official wizard, and later gave him a map near Hoddam.
It is the silver ring that the map guides Ronan to. It can be said that if it were not for Jerome, Ronan might not be standing here today.
However, Ronan was not very surprised when Jerome appeared as the wizard of Crystal Lake.
He remembered that when Jerome was at Hoddam Academy, he was practicing the [Lava Ring of Fire] school of spells, so joining the Molten Crystal Lake was a natural progression.
"You are much better than I thought."
Jerome looked at Ronan in front of him, his lips moved slightly, "You are a member of the Circle of Magic. Are you here to watch the battle? "
Ronan hesitated, nodded, and said, "That's right."
The expression on Jerome's face became more serious. It was so complicated that I didn’t know what to say for a moment.
He personally witnessed Ronan defeating Lola who had reached the late stage of the first level after defeating "Rampage" when he first entered the first level. He once concluded that Ronan might one day reach the height of the dean of Hoddam College.
But he didn't expect that this day would come so quickly. Only a short time had passed since the original battle, and Ronan would have been promoted to the second level.
And they are not ordinary second-level wizards. Those who can be invited to watch this competition are the famous and outstanding leaders of the same level in the wizarding forces of all parties. Ordinary people are not qualified.
“Let’s talk about something else.”
Ronan changed the topic and thought for a moment: “What’s going on with the college now?”
“It no longer exists. "
Jerome shook his head and said, "But the wizarding land still exists. Several wizards from Goya who have reached the official level returned to Hoddam after the incident calmed down. They rebuilt a new one on the ruins. A small force, barely able to manage the order of the entire wizarding land as before."
"Goya..."
Ronan silently read this name, and when he remembered it, it seemed that it was the Scarlet Tower. The blue-robed wizard who escaped with Jerome during the invasion.
“..In fact, the dean’s original arrangement for us was to take Laura to the Thorns Palace. The dean became independent from the Thorns Palace.
She was with the Scarlet Tower. During the battle between the third-level wizards, he gave up everything and left everything to the resurrected Laura
In fact, we can still live a good life, relying on the dean's legacy."
Jerome continued, "Lola, who inherited the harmless tree, is very valued by the Thorn Palace, and even Geniuses who were designated as key talents to be cultivated, Goya and I both had the idea of switching to plant-based magic.
But later, it was revealed that Laura had secretly assassinated members of the Scarlet Tower wizards, and the Palace of Thorns was in ruins. It cost a lot to keep her.
Lola was punished and imprisoned. I don’t know when it was, but Goya and I heard the news about her murder and defection.”
“. After this incident broke out, we naturally lost our shame. After staying in the Thorn Palace for a while longer, he left.
Goya returned to Hoddam, and I relied on some inheritance connections from the previous [Lava Ring of Fire] to join the Molten Crystal Lake.”
During the entire narration, Jerome’s expression They all looked very calm, as if they were talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
After hearing the whole follow-up, Ronan pursed his lips and didn't know how to evaluate "Mad Dog" Luo. La's operation is still so unexpected, but it seems reasonable. It is completely what her paranoid, crazy, selfish and indifferent character can do.
This kind of person really does not deserve any sympathy. The existence of her will only bring endless troubles and disasters to the people standing around her. Letting them fend for themselves is the best way to deal with them
Ronan was silent for a while, and finally took out a storage belt bag and handed it to Jerome. "I still have to thank Lord Jerome for the original map."
Jerome looked into Ronan's eyes and felt that there was something undeniable in the calmness and depth.
He nodded and silently put away the storage belt bag.
Ronan said nothing more, simply said hello, turned and left.
Jerome stood there for a long time, looking at Ronan's retreating back, with a complicated expression on his face, not knowing what he was thinking.
Until a majestic and deep voice interrupted Jerome from his emotional reminiscing, "Come with me."
Jerome turned his head following the sound, only to see a man dressed in orange. A gorgeous robe covered with gold patterns, and a spiritual power as hot and huge as a lake of lava.
His heart suddenly lurched, he responded quickly, and then followed the other person in a certain direction respectfully.
On the way, Jerome couldn't suppress his inner anxiety and couldn't help but said: "Sir, can I ask, is there something wrong?"
The second-level wizard of Molten Crystal Lake who was leading the way paused, slowly turned his body sideways, and looked at him with a cold expression.
“What’s the matter?”
“Ronan Damien, the most potential genius wizard in the new generation of Silver Ring, is also the opponent we will face in this competition
< br>You asked me why I secretly contacted him before the competition was about to begin?”
Hearing the other party’s answer, Jerome suddenly froze on the spot, and his mind was buzzing. "The sound kept ringing.
He thought he had imagined Ronan well enough, but he didn't expect.
What kind of terrifying height has Ronan reached now?
When Ronan saw Jerome being taken away by the wizard of Crystal Lake, his eyes flashed slightly but he didn't take it to heart.
It should be just a routine interrogation. The storage bag he gave Jerome only contained some resources that were valuable to first-level wizards but were no longer useful to him. He would not give them to Jerome. What trouble does Mu bring?
Withdrawing his gaze, Ronan walked towards the "station" on the side of the Silver Dharma Ring.
At this time, almost all the people from all the forces were present, occupying six positions respectively, and gathered together clearly.
On the side of the Silver Magic Circle, Ronan saw that Caroni, who led the second battlefield last time, was also the ring master of the third magic ring. In addition, there was another one who should also be a ring master. The character, a powerful third-level wizard, was sitting next to Caroni.
Kirsty didn’t come.
Caroni noticed Ronan and waved to him from a distance.
Ronan walked over there and noticed Orion who was "glaring" on the way.
This is the strongest genius of the younger generation in the Ring of Laws, known as the "Four Color Metal", and he is as confident and proud as last time.
Orian, whose head was covered with golden threads, shining like the sun in the night, sat quietly in the center under the two ring masters, his eyes always looking in one direction.
Ronan turned around and took a glance. Well, as expected, it was Jupiter, the "most forcible king" who he regarded as his biggest opponent.
Perhaps feeling Ronan's observing gaze, Orian turned his head.
Ronan paused and looked at Orion through the air.
Unexpectedly, Orian nodded slightly at him, and then looked back.
Ronan was almost "flattered", but he couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart: It is still unknown how strong these top geniuses are who have been famous for a long time, but the "compelling" revealed in their words and deeds "The grid" is really higher than the other.
As Ronan approached, the members of the magic circle on both sides of the place he passed moved out of the way, automatically making way for him.
Ronan walked up to Caroni and the two of them. Caroni's eyes were gentle and he introduced him: "This is the master of the fourth magic circle, Achido."
Luo Nan's eyes turned to the person next to Caroni. He was a fair-skinned, handsome man with long hair like Ronan. His facial contours were even close to soft, and he had a "prettier" temperament than a woman.
The latter squinted his eyes and looked him up and down with a look that Ronan couldn't understand.
Ronan looked calm and saluted Caroni and the man one by one.
"Don't put too much psychological pressure, just do your best. For you, this competition is just a trial, tempering, the important thing is not the ranking, but the harvest"
卡Ronnie told him that his words were similar to Kirsty's, and then asked him to find his own place to sit down. The competition was about to begin.
After Ronan turned around and left, the long-haired man beside Caroni slightly emitted his spiritual power and set up a temporary isolation force field, covering the two of them.
"Tsk"
The soft and beautiful man exclaimed in surprise, "Now I understand why you have such misunderstanding.
The first time I saw this Damien, I almost missed it. He thought he was one of my descendants living abroad.
His appearance and temperament are almost exactly the same as when I was young."
"It's just a little similar. After all, you are both majoring in ice. Spells..."
Caroni shook his head, "But Damien is much tougher and more violent than you at heart. You have never seen what he looks like when his bloodline is activated. Even the ancients of the Sakirs family The blood of the demon will kneel down and lie dormant."
"Have you ever studied the origin of his bloodline?"
The mellow man asked.
“More than one person was interested. But they were all rejected by Kirsty.”
“A powerful and mysterious bloodline majoring in ice magic but chose to join the seventh magic circle. Kirsty Unusual maintenance.”
The lithe man touched his smooth chin and suddenly thought of a possibility, "Tell me, could this Damien be that guy's heir?"
"Do you feel the same way?"
Caroni looked at the stars and whispered: "I also see the shadow of Shelby in him."
"Probably only Kirsty knows the answer."< br>
As night falls, the sky of the Goblin Plain is filled with stars. The "spiritual light" released by the six Dawn Wizards illuminates half of the plain brightly.
Four huge competition arenas were erected, and ten people from each of the six forces walked out.
(End of this chapter)