Chapter 59 Kill! Key to Nirvana
Ronan grabbed the staff and walked out of the hut, only to find the fire outside.
In the direction of the academy and the dwarf market, raging fires burned the night sky red for half the sky. The fog in the center seemed to disperse a little, and some figures could be vaguely seen moving rapidly under the firelight.
Shuidi Street is located at the very edge of the town. Ronan couldn't see clearly what happened at the location of the fire, but he could clearly feel the spread of chaos.
Many people ran out of the house with looks of fear and panic on their faces.
Old Wells hurried over in the night.
"What happened?"
Ronan shook his head and was about to answer that he didn't know either.
At this time, a louder and more violent sound came from far away.
"Boom!"
Ronan suddenly turned his head and looked around. He saw that in the center of the town, several huge fireballs were born, and they suddenly turned into huge rings of fire the moment they hit something.
Even from such a long distance, Ronan seemed to be able to feel the rolling heat wave coming towards his face, and imagined the terrifying high temperature raised when the ring of fire spread.
"Official wizard-level powerhouse."
Ronan looked dazed and murmured in shock.
Immediately afterwards, various messages were delivered from the front.
"Black robe! There is a black robe wizard from the Forest of Deathrattles in the town, killing people everywhere!"
"The academy has fallen! The black-robed wizards are coming!"
"Run quickly!..."
In an instant, the lower-level gray robes who were watching and inquiring on the street got into a mess and fled in all directions.
Although Ronan refused to believe that a college as powerful as Hoddam would suddenly be captured overnight, it was undeniable that he had indeed been affected.
"Hurry back and tell others to pack their things and gather on the street!"
"good!"
Ronan quickly discussed the decision with Old Wells, and the latter left quickly.
Ronan basically carried all his belongings with him, and there was nothing to take care of.
He turned around and went into the house to quickly collect a few items that he had not had time to put into his storage bag. When he went out, he saw that Old Wells and the others had not come yet. He listened to the sound of explosions that kept ringing in his ears, and the faint sounds in the night. He thought about the calls for help and screams, then took a few steps forward and climbed to the highest roof nearby, standing on the roof and looking around.
Under the flickering firelight, there were wandering gray robes fleeing in panic everywhere, and the chaos was accompanied by blood and killings.
Ronan's eyes suddenly focused. With his outstanding eyesight, he clearly saw a black shadow undulating and flying like a night bat somewhere a few long streets away.
During the action, his hands swayed out a large area of mysterious green, scattering like phosphorus fire. The wandering gray robe who came slightly closer immediately fell down without saying a word.
Just as Ronan stared for a while, the lives of seven or eight gray robes were taken away by the black shadow.
"Damn it!"
Ronan felt an unknown fire rising from the bottom of his heart. He clenched his fists under his robe and wanted to rush forward, but was restrained by reason.
In the blink of an eye, there was no trace of the black shadow in Ronan's vision.
The next second, a slender figure wearing a black robe appeared on a roof four or five houses away from Ronan.
Under the black robe, a cold gaze was cast towards him. Their eyes met and they were silent.
Ronan calmed down instantly, staring at the black robe, his legs began to gather strength, and he was already planning to retreat.
However, at this moment, an extremely strong sense of crisis arose, accompanied by a sharp sound that broke through the air
"Bang!"
The snow-covered spiers of the house exploded in the moonlight.
Ronan landed steadily with a backflip, and the hem of his wide gray robe hung down like the wings of a big bird.
Holding the staff that appeared out of thin air in his right hand, he stood up slowly and looked gloomily at the two figures that appeared in front of him, one on the left and one on the right.
Except for the man in black robe whom I had seen before on the roof. He was slender and completely hidden in his robe, so his face could not be seen clearly.
There was also a bald man with a pale face and cold eyes looking at him. There were still traces of the spell cast on his body. It was obvious that the spell that just attacked Ronan was caused by him.
The three of them stood quietly on the empty street of Shuidi Street. The pale moonlight shone on the snow-covered street without any warmth.
The wandering wizards who had packed up their belongings and were about to run away had just stepped out of their rooms and saw the three people confronting each other on the street. They didn't know what to do.
Everyone stood there with fearful expressions, not daring to move.
"Sir Ronan"
A timid voice came from behind, but it was quickly silenced.
Even though Ronan tried his best to appear unmoved, Cheryl's call still caught the other person's attention.
The latter's eyes fell on Ronan and deflected, looking past him in the direction behind him.
Ronan instantly became nervous.
He seemed to see the face hidden under the black robe and smiled silently, then
The other party raised his hands, and countless green phosphorescent lights danced out from under the robe.
"You go first!"
Ronan roared in response to the old Wells and the others behind him. At the same time, he exerted force on his feet and took the initiative to meet the two black robes in front of him like arrows.
Several dark green corrosive light balls flew towards him.
"Kill one first."
"Kill one more!"
Ronan's eyes were as cold as a broken edge. He raised his free left hand under his swollen robe slightly, and his spiritual power surged out. The cold wind carried the broken snow and formed a small vortex between his fingers. The deep light expanded rapidly, and was finally thrown out by Ronan!
【Energy Missile】!
Although it is only at the level of expert perfection.
But with the mental power of Ronan's current seventh-level apprentice, this energy missile still exploded with terrifying power that exceeded ordinary zero-level advanced spells.
As the huge dark blue and nearly black light ball roared forward, the snow on both sides of the long street melted one after another, and a fierce hurricane was set off under the high-pressure energy field!
Facing two opponents at the same time, Ronan didn't want to activate the Extraordinary Domain as soon as he came up. That might kill one of them instantly, but it would also put him in a "weak and empty" state for a moment.
Even if you carry a potion for restoring your mental power with you, it still takes some time to drink the potion and wait for the potion to take effect.
The terrifying blue-black light ball collided with several dark green corrosion missiles and exploded with a bang.
The two men in black robes retreated one after another due to the aftermath of the spell explosion, with expressions of emotion flashing across their faces.
Ronan braved the aftermath and the chaotic wind of energy particles and was forced out of the center of the explosion. He raised his left hand, and a red light flashed between his palms.
Followed by a fist-sized fireball and another expert-level energy missile flying towards the black-robed man closest to him.
The latter was visibly startled, and retreated quickly, his body lit up with the light of the energy shield. Ronan's robes fluttered, and he chased after him like a big bird
The other bald man took advantage of this with a gloomy expression. Chance chanted quickly.
"Boom!"
Violent explosions came from a distance, and several houses collapsed.
The chanting bald man glanced at the direction of the movement from the corner of his eye, and his face twitched slightly, but the movement of chanting the curse on his mouth was not affected at all.
However, at this moment, a figure quietly appeared in front of him like a ghost.
The bald man was startled, but his expression immediately calmed down when he felt the intact high-level energy shield still being supported outside his body.
Then he looked at the opponent in front of him coldly as if he were looking at a dead person.
Lifting the staff lightly in his hand, the spell that has almost completed all the guidance is about to be shot towards the opponent's chest.
The latter didn't seem to see his action at all, but expressionlessly used the staff in his hand to slash at him with a sword like an ordinary warrior.
A wisp of water-like light tore through the body of the staff, the sharp edge burst out, and then silently struck the protective shield outside the bald man.
At the moment of encountering an obstacle, the palm holding the head of the staff suddenly clenched, exerted force, and exploded.
"Bang!"
The light of the protective shield suddenly burst, and the blue light flashed in the night.
"Uh-huh." He covered his neck with both hands, but still couldn't stop the blood from flowing down between his fingers. The man's eyes widened, and he fell on his back with a look of shock and disbelief.
Ronan wiped away the blood spattered on his face, held a sword in one hand, looked at the remaining black-robed man with a ferocious expression, and strode away.
"Senior apprentice? Black robe?! Ha!"
After taking out one opponent and leaving only one remaining, Ronan seemed much more calm.
The tip of the black long sword stained with the blood of the dead bald man hung low, slowly dragging a long mark on the snow.
Ronan stared at the position where the remaining figure in black robe disappeared, took out a bottle of potion from his pocket, bit off the cork with his mouth, and drank slowly.
The lowest level of mental power recovery potion costs 30 low-level magic stones per bottle, but right now I can't care about the physical pain.
Ronan knew very well that the expert-level energy missile he had just hit did not cause much damage to the opponent. Almost all of his energy was focused on sneak attacking the other bald man in black robe at close range.
This guy was stronger than the dead bald man in black robe, and he was probably at the ninth level of apprenticeship.
Having been dormant for such a long time without escaping, he must be brewing some powerful spell.
Just as he was thinking about it, Ronan's heart suddenly tightened.
He barely had time to think before he instinctively rolled to the side to hide.
"Shua——"
Ronan only caught a glimpse of a rich and dark shadow, like a rapidly extending sickle sliding silently towards him.
The cold and icy breath caused goosebumps to rise on his back even from a long distance away.
A large black shadow silently fell over where Ronan was standing, leaving an unfathomable long and narrow ravine on the ground.
There was almost no pause, the shadows surged, and another biting coldness slashed towards Ronan.
Ronan was like a flea being chased, constantly dodging.
Wherever it passed, the hard ground broke and the houses collapsed quickly. All the fractures were smooth and flat, like butter cut by a hot knife.
It is unimaginable how terrifyingly lethal such "sharpness" would be if it fell on a person.
"call--"
Ronan saw an opportunity, smashed the stone slab under him, and shot forward all the way.
The billowing gray robe was caught by the shadow that followed, and a large piece of the hem fell lightly on the snow.
Ronan's face was expressionless, and his fully restored mental power was like boiling water. A trace of qi from the legal domain rose around him, and the master level [Energy Missile - Particle Torrent] was ready to be used at any time.
At this time, the black robe that had been staring at Ronan's pursuit had also stepped out of the darkness. His spell seemed to have ended, and the rolling shadows dispersed.
The eyes hidden under the black robe took a deep look at Ronan, full of shock and fear.
After that, he actually chose not to be entangled with Ronan anymore, and he jumped into the air like a bat.
However, before he could make a move for the next second, a huge fireball came with overwhelming heat and heat. The light roared in and hit his body accurately.
"boom!"
The black and red waves like lava turned into a huge ring of fire and spread around, and the sky in the entire neighborhood was reflected in fiery red.
When the overwhelming wave of magma and fire came crashing down, Ronan had no time to dodge and could only watch the horror coming.
Fortunately, the heat and fire shrank immediately in the next moment.
Two figures appeared in the night sky, standing out of thin air and looking down at Ronan coldly.
Ronan looked dazed and whispered.
"Official wizard-level powerhouse..."
"May I have your name?"
The majestic voice shook the air, as if it had its own rhythm of magic chanting.
The person who asked Ronan the question was a middle-aged man in his forties with short, muscular hair and a flame-shaped tattoo on his face.
Next to the man, there is a fair-skinned, beautiful woman, wearing a gray-blue robe, who looks much younger than the man.
"Ronan. Ronan Damien."
Ronan came back to his senses, lowered his head, and quickly replied, "I have met two adults."
This was the first time Ronan had seen and faced an official wizard-level figure.
The opponent's spiritual power was so powerful that it shone as brightly as the sun in Ronan's senses, and even the surrounding darkness was dispelled.
It would be a lie to say he wasn't nervous. Ronan's heart was beating fast, even faster than when he was fighting just now.
"Ronan, right..."
The short-haired male wizard nodded and said in a gentle tone: "You did a good job.
You are really suitable to join our sniper black robe hunting team.
Why, the status and treatment of members of the hunting team are the same as those of elite students, much higher than those of ordinary formal students."
"Well"
Ronan was stunned when he heard this, a little caught off guard.
Seeing his reaction, the short-haired man didn't say much. He just said calmly: "Go back and think about it carefully. When you've decided, go directly to the college and report my name, Jerome, and someone will arrange everything for you."
After saying that, the short-haired man casually threw two shiny objects at Ronan.
Ronan subconsciously caught it, lowered his head to check, and his heart skipped a beat.
Lying in his hands were two magic stones.
Advanced magic stone!
"This is your reward for stopping the Black Robe in the Forest of Death Rattles. We took away the body of the Black Robe you killed."
After saying that, the short-haired man turned around and left without giving Ronan any chance to refuse.
Ronan watched the two official wizards of Hoddam go away, looked at the high-level magic stone in his hand, his eyes flickered, and he was speechless for a moment.
The short-haired man was flying in the air, chanting non-stop.
From time to time, a fireball whose color, size, and temperature far exceeds that of ordinary fireball spells is thrown towards a location where chaos breaks out.
When the fireball explodes, it will inevitably spread out into a ring of fire like lava, and then the source of the chaos in that area will be extinguished.
"Jerome, you actually extended an invitation to a little wandering wizard and even left a name."
Wearing a gray-blue robe, a young and beautiful wizard followed up, still expressing her disbelief at the short-haired man's previous performance.
"Did you know that those two bugs from the Forest of Deathrattles killed several of our senior students?"
The short-haired man said coldly and expressionlessly: "Five, including two top apprentices whose spiritual power has been vaporized.
In the end, he was blocked by a wandering wizard who was only a seventh-level apprentice and died. Escape.
Isn’t such a talent worthy of being invited by me, Jerome?”
The beautiful wizard fell into deep thought, "Looking at it this way, this kid's performance is really amazing..."
"Well, he has strong combat and magic talents.
He is a wandering wizard, and his strength is completely unsystematic. I think the two spells he uses are both zero-level and low-level, the most common ones.
But to be able to practice to such intensity, the determination and perseverance alone are not comparable to that of ordinary apprentices
We are in short supply of this kind of people now."
The short-haired man narrowed his eyes, looked ahead into the darkness, and whispered: "The news of the Key to Nirvana has almost made the guys in the Forest of Deathrattles completely crazy... They even sent a group of apprentice wizards to create chaos in the town, in vain. Take this opportunity to open a gap in the rune circle... You can come up with such bad ideas
What a ridiculous and pathetic group of guys."
“Once people are in a hurry, they can do anything stupid.”
The beautiful witch sneered and said, "They know very well that after a while, they will never have a chance again."
"yes.."
(End of chapter)