Chapter 61 Level 9, Mission
As he passed the bulletin board in the center of town, Ronan stopped and took a look.
At this moment, there are still many wandering gray robes beside the bulletin board, and the voices of discussion are buzzing like a swarm of wild bees.
There are no new changes in the contents on the bulletin board, they are still the tasks released in the morning.
The rewards after each mission are bold and aggravated with conspicuous fluorescent pigments - potions to enhance mental power, zero-level advanced magic tools, magic stones, official student status of the academy, ship tickets, and even becoming an official wizard-level strongman The opportunity to become his disciple!
Ronan's eyes lingered on the last reward for a moment.
This is the only thing on this bulletin board that really appeals to him.
There is no doubt about the importance of inheritance for wizards. There is a big difference between someone giving guidance and trying to move forward on your own.
"Jerome"
Ronan's eyes flashed slightly as he muttered the name.
The college admission qualification that I had always wanted to obtain before seemed to be all I needed now.
But now, Ronan was not so anxious.
Ronan felt that if he joined the academy at this time, he would most likely be sent to perform high-risk combat missions where he could lose his life at any time.
But once he became a formal student, he no longer even had the right to refuse.
For the sake of inheritance and the opportunity to challenge the official wizard, Ronan is not unwilling to take risks.
But.
At least let him see the reward commensurate with the risk.
"Wait for a suitable opportunity
Also wait for me to be stronger..."
Ronan thought silently in his mind.
Yesterday's chaotic night, in the battle with two senior apprentices in black robes, Ronan seemed to be strong, but in fact the effect of the battle was not at all what he expected.
The few control spells he learned had no chance to be used in the ultra-fast rhythm of one-on-two combat.
In the final analysis, it is still because the proficiency is too low.
If the two spells [Curse of Weakness] and [Electric Light Flow] could be mastered to the extent of fast casting, the battle process and results might be completely different.
"You still have to practice"
Ronan shook his head and looked back at the bulletin board.
The members of the small group who had supported each other out of the forest tree house area, within a few months, walked away and scattered, and Ronan returned to a state of loneliness again.
There are a lot less worries, but I am more focused.
In the following days, Ronan lived in seclusion and spent almost every day in penance.
"Buzz-"
Ronan's lips moved, and he spat out short and trembling syllables. As the spiritual resonance was achieved, several blazing electric lights jumped out from under his feet like snakes.
Along the way, the lake covered with thick ice showed clear traces of melting. When we reached a certain target point, the electric light exploded, and several fish with white bellies flew out from the bottom of the water and lay there hard. On the ice.
"call--"
"With the proficient level of [Electric Light Flow], the number of flowing electric lights released each time can reach up to eight, and the direction of the electric light flow can be controlled to a certain extent. The casting time only takes a little over one second. "
"Finally it has reached a standard that can be used in actual combat."
Ronan let out a breath and looked at the effect of his spell with a somewhat satisfied expression on his face.
He took out a bottle of low-level mental power recovery potion from his waist bag and poured it into his mouth, waiting for his mental power to slowly recover while casually clicking on his character panel.
[Name: Ronan Damien]
【Age: 16】
[Talent: No Attribute Affinity]
[Strength: Level 9 Wizard Apprentice (1%)]
[Skill: Basic Meditation (Expert 541/800)
Energy Missile-Particle Torrent (Master 31/1600)
Charged Weapons (Expert 763/800)
Rune engraving - clean (185/200 proficient), shiny (33/200 proficient), protection (156/400 proficient), swift (12/100 entry-level)
Ascetic exercise (expert 123/800)
Basic Swordsmanship (Master 23/1600)
Fireball (88/100 for entry)
Ice Hockey (Introductory 36/100)
Detection (Mastery 12/400)
Curse of Weakness (Proficiency 21/200)
Lightning flashes (Mastery 55/400)
Howl of the Dead (Proficiency 11/200)
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This month is definitely the month where Ronan's strength has increased the most!
He used all kinds of auxiliary and improving potions regardless of the cost and magic stones, and the final harvest was naturally unprecedentedly huge.
The spiritual cultivation level was directly promoted from the seventh level of apprentice to the ninth level of apprentice!
The proficiency of various combat skills has also improved by leaps and bounds. In addition to the previously mentioned [Electric Light Flow], [Weakness Curse] and [Dead Soul Cry], these two undead control spells have also been practiced to the proficiency level by him. .
Ronan thought about it. As long as the undead spells are not cast in front of others, they will not cause unnecessary trouble. Every time they are used, they only need to pay attention to promptly cleaning up the traces of negative energy particles remaining on the body after casting.
[ [Corpse Explosion Technique] Although it is simple to cast, the conditions for casting the spell are also very demanding. It must have the corpse of an animal or human to cast it. For Ronan, these two spells are too useless.
What really made him realize that his combat effectiveness has been greatly improved is his biggest trump card, which is the [Energy Missile-Particle Torrent] derived from the extraordinary domain. His proficiency has been increased to 31 points at the master level!
“The [Particle Torrent] with master level thirty-one proficiency, after casting, the number of energy particles increases to thirty-one, the legal domain expands, and the power skyrockets. When activated, it is really a torrent that can destroy the world. The majestic momentum is definitely comparable to the first-level spells cast by official wizards. "
Ronan had seen the official wizard-level Jerome take action, and believed that the power of [Particle Torrent] was no less powerful than his lava fire ring.
The only difference is probably that when he uses [Particle Torrent] now, the ninth-level apprentice's mental power will still be drained out in one breath, but the opponent's lava ring of fire can be released at will.
But no matter what, Ronan can be regarded as having a super powerful trump card that can compete with the full strength of a formal wizard-level powerhouse. It is difficult to say that he can fight against invincible opponents in the apprentice realm. One of the best is definitely enough.
The price paid behind this improvement is a large amount of real money investment.
This month, Luo Nanguang consumed almost a whole block of high-level magic stones for the mental recovery potions he had consumed while practicing his spells!
Thanks to my careful study of rune engravings, I successfully entered the level 0 advanced [Swift] rune. I was able to buy some rune stones to restore my health.
"[Charged Weapon] took so much energy, and the proficiency is almost at the expert level.
[Ascetic Body Training] Buddhist practice, there is not much progress.
On the other hand, [Basic Swordsmanship] can easily reach master level proficiency."
An easy promotion also means a small improvement.
The master-level [Basic Swordsmanship] did not undergo any qualitative transformation, but Ronan's control over his body seemed to have suddenly reached a new level.
The whole person is like a precise and complex machine. Every time the sword is drawn, it seems that the gears in the body can be heard whirring, and every ounce of strength is mobilized.
"My current strength is at the apprentice level. Not too weak.
You can also start collecting the resources needed to be promoted to an official wizard.
Please pay more attention to the tasks posted on the college bulletin board." With his mental power fully restored, Ronan thought as he turned back toward the town.
Before leaving, he picked up a few fish on the lake that he had electrocuted with magic, preparing them for today's dinner.
Wizard's Land, Town, Drunk Deer Pub.
The fireplaces on both sides of the tavern are burning brightly, driving away the cold air brought by the outside. There are not many people in the tavern, most of them are wandering wizards who are relaxing here and passing the boring time.
Ronan ordered a glass of fruit wine made from wild raspberries at the bar, found a seat in a deserted corner, and quietly listened to the chatter of the wizards in the tavern.
Since Old Wells and others left, Ronan, who was alone, would often sit here after doing ascetic exercises.
One is to relax, and the other is that this pub is very close to the college's mission announcement board, and you can often hear some useful news.
"This glass is dedicated to Marni and Madonna, may their souls rest in peace"
On a small round table five or six meters away from Ronan, several gray-robed wizards were praying in low voices, with solemn expressions and a touch of sadness flowing between their brows.
This is a commemoration operation for a partner who died. Since the academy’s recruitment order was upgraded, similar scenes are not uncommon.
Ronan slowly drank the fruit wine from the cup and listened to the wizards in the tavern talking about the recent mission.
His hearing ability is outstanding, far beyond that of ordinary people, and he can basically pick up the conversation of the guests at any table in the entire tavern.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, the sound of a wine glass hitting the table caught Ronan's attention.
"Stop it Iris...I can't give up this opportunity!"
Ronan saw a tall, thin young wizard standing up from a table, his lips pursed tightly, and he left his companions behind and strode out of the tavern with a resolute expression.
A young wizard sitting at the same table with him kept calling his name, but could not stop the young wizard.
Seeing the other party's figure disappear at the door of the tavern, the young wizard covered his face and cried.
Another wizard sitting at the same table kept comforting him.
"Don't be sad Iris, Reni has his own choice, we should respect him"
"Can it be that simple to get the burning potion as a reward? I'm afraid he will never come back."
"Hey, becoming an official wizard has always been Reni's biggest wish. No matter what happens, Iris, I will always be by your side.
Huh?!"
The wizard who quietly hugged the crying witch was patting the other person's shoulder and softly speaking words of comfort when he suddenly found a person standing in front of him and looking directly at him.
The male wizard's first reaction was that his previous companion had returned, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly left the young witch's body as if he had been electrocuted.
The next second he saw it was a stranger, he forced himself to calm down and asked: "Who are you? What are you doing?!"
"The reward is the mission of Burning God Potion, is it true?"
"The mission just released yesterday is on the bulletin board. You...you don't know how to look at it yourself."
Ronan didn't bother to pay attention to the male wizard who seemed to be suspected of "taking advantage of the opportunity" and had a guilty expression on his face. He threw down a low-level magic stone, paid the bill, and hurriedly left the tavern.
Along the way, Ronan kept walking and headed straight to the college bulletin board.
When they arrived at the place, the bulletin board was as busy as ever. Ronan saw at a glance the four prominent words hanging on the bulletin board - "Burning God Potion"!
Ronan's heart skipped a beat.
The mission was released yesterday, and many people knew about it. Ronan was only a belated observer.
The content of the task was not specified, but it only stated that wizards with advanced apprenticeship or above were required to participate. After the task was completed, each person would be rewarded with a Burning God Potion.
Ronan saw that the young wizard named "Reni" whom he had met in the tavern before, was already standing in front of the task registration opening.
This guy has the strength of a seventh-level apprentice. He looks resolute, courageous, and smug. He has no idea that after he left, someone among his friends was already secretly poaching his wizard girlfriend.
Ronan stood in front of the bulletin board and stared at the task marked "Burning God Potion" for a while, his eyes flickering.
Then go to the place where the mission is registered and ask.
"When will the mission of Burning God Potion end?"
The academy wizard responsible for task registration looked very young, and his attitude towards Ronan was quite polite.
"In five days. Do you want to sign up? What's your name?"
Ronan shook his head, turned around and retreated from the crowd.
"Five days. Five days should be enough."
At this time, Ronan had already completely calmed down.
Naturally, he would not give up the opportunity to obtain the Burning God Potion easily.
However, before that, he still needs to make some preparations.
Whether he can accept this task or not depends on whether what he has to do in the next five days goes smoothly.
After leaving the bulletin board, Ronan went directly to the dwarf market.
Now that he is a ninth-level apprentice, he no longer needs tickets to enter and exit the dwarf market.
Ronan went in and out of several magic tool workshops, as well as a potion workshop. After spending most of the magic stones on his body, he returned to his residence and stayed behind closed doors.
Five days later.
In the dim hut, Ronan slowly inserted the dark long sword into the scabbard and transformed it into a staff again.
After straightening his robe and pushing aside the empty potion bottles on the floor, Ronan opened the door and walked out of the hut.
The sun was shining brightly outside the house. Ronan squinted his eyes, slightly adjusted to the light that he hadn't seen in five days, and then walked towards the center of the town.
When they arrived at the place, the tasks on the bulletin board were still there. Ronan scanned around and locked his eyes on an old-looking gray-robed wizard. Under the robe, his right hand gently shook something like a broken mirror.
After completing this final operation, Ronan went straight to the mission registration entrance.
"You're pretty accurate at getting stuck."
The college wizard in charge of registration looked at the time and said, "If it's a little later, this mission will be completely terminated."
Then he gave Ronan a small bronze medal and told Ronan to keep walking along the road to the academy. Someone would then check whether he met the criteria for participating in this mission.
Ronan walked towards Academy Road with the bronze medal in hand, and soon saw a group of people waiting on the roadside.
The young wizard named "Reni" whom I met five days ago was suddenly in the queue. At this time, he was hugging a young wizard and making a reluctant confession before leaving.
The wizard who had been caught "poaching" by Ronan was standing beside the two of them. He probably recognized Ronan's appearance and immediately turned away after seeing him, with a guilty look on his face.
"Although I am only a sixth-level apprentice, I have a magical tool that can activate the zero-level advanced [Electric Spear Technique]. I also have the combat power of a senior apprentice. Why don't you let me join?!"
There was also a middle-aged wizard apprentice in the crowd who was shouting and was being driven away by people wearing college robes.
"This is the stipulation of the mission. There is nothing you can do if you don't accept it. In fact, this is for your own good. If you are not strong enough, you will most likely have to die. Let's go quickly."
In the end, the middle-aged man failed to convince the people in the academy with the high-level magic tool in his hand, and left with a look on his face.
The commotion he made actually attracted the attention of other people in the team.
Ronan clearly saw a senior apprentice wizard who originally seemed to be here to participate in the mission. After hearing the middle-aged man reveal that he had a high-level [Electric Spear Technique] tool in his hand, he decisively left the team and then left towards the other party. The direction followed quietly.
(End of chapter)