Chapter 71 [Welcome to the misty world! 】
Ronan wiped the blood from the monster on his face and stood up slowly.
Blow out the spell-breaking flames on the long sword and click on your character panel.
Most of the skill attributes have not changed much. The only one that has made a leap in progress is - [Ascetic Exercise (Expert 799/800)]
Stuck at the limit of expert level, one step away from reaching master!
Ronan stared at the small words "Ascetic Exercise" and his eyelids twitched.
In order to reach this point, only he knows how much he has experienced and how much he has endured.
He had forgotten how he got here, and he had no idea of the specific passage of time. The only thing left in his mind was the idea of working hard.
How many nights did he lie on the floor of the college dormitory with his gums broken, sweat mixed with blood soaking him over and over again
Whenever he could no longer hold on, the words of the young wizard in the house with the blue roof would It rang in his ears like a tower bell - you will most likely die of old age! You will most likely die of old age! ..
Ke Ronan didn’t want to die.
Not at all.
The strong desire to survive made him forcefully practice all the thirteen movements in [Ascetic Exercise]. In order to achieve better results and to further strengthen his body, Ronan even resorted to the unpopular "recipe" of eating the flesh and blood of monsters raw. All trying.
Then, he didn't know whether it was due to the [Ascetic Exercise] that he had practiced to the depths, or because he had eaten too much flesh and blood from monsters, but his body swelled up like a balloon.
The figure that was originally slender, perfect, and just right for him, which he was quite satisfied with, turned into a muscular man covered in lumps.
Of course, the physical improvement brought by it is also quite terrifying. Ronan can now fight hand-to-hand with zero-level high-level monsters, and even press them to fight and kill them by pressing their heads.
"Can I crush the zero-level advanced energy shield with my bare hands now?"
Ronan looked at his hands. The original fair and slender piano hand had long gone. Now it had become rough and generous. The backs of both hands were covered with veins like earthworms. Looking at them, one could feel the explosive power contained in them. .
"Tear-"
He casually tore out a heart the size of a watermelon from the chest of the still dead four-armed ape monster. He ignored the smell and was hot, put it in his mouth and chewed it.
As soon as the flesh and blood containing a large amount of energy essence entered Ronan's stomach, it was quickly digested into several streams of heat, and then disappeared into the body.
Ronan felt that his current body was like a terrible burning furnace. No matter how much firewood was thrown into it, it would be burned clean immediately.
"It is simply a humanoid monster. Can other knight training methods also achieve this effect?"
Ronan doesn't know, but after practicing it now, he can feel the extraordinary power of [Ascetic Exercise], which is not a formal exercise method.
Considering that it would be stuck at the "Expert Level 799" proficiency level, and that it would be stuck harder than any of his previous spells, it was definitely not easy to guess.
Maybe he really found a treasure in the first place.
Ronan cleaned the battlefield, cut off the fleshy and essence-rich parts of the two monsters that he had killed with his own hands, and ate them.
After eating Warcraft meat for so long, he can now be considered an expert in Warcraft meat tasting. He knows exactly which parts of Warcraft's meat are more delicious and which parts of the flesh and blood have high "nutritional value".
If given the chance, Ronan thinks he might even consider publishing a book on this subject.
"Lola...Angelet..."
After chanting these two names in his mouth, Ronan silently took the last bite of flesh and blood.
He has been able to persist until now, and the belief support brought by these two names is really indispensable.
Weakness is the original sin. It is indeed difficult for people living at the bottom to control their own destiny, but they have to try anyway.
After finishing eating, Ronan held his sword and shuttled through the jungle, and soon found an icy lake.
Break the ice with your bare hands and jump into the lake.
After a while, after washing his whole body, he walked up from the lake step by step on the water of the ice lake.
The cold lake water that stuck to his body was evaporated into billowing white steam by his body temperature and quickly dissipated before he could even reach the edge of the lake.
The majestic body like cast iron stands on the shore. From a distance, it looks like a human bear walking upright.
Ronan wiped his hair and shook away the fine ice shards condensed in his hair, then took out a clean robe from his storage bag and put it on.
Her wet hair hung on her shoulders, which was a little uncomfortable. It had been a long time since her hair had been taken care of. Ronan couldn't help but think of Venetia.
"No wait."
Ronan glanced at the proficiency of [Ascetic Body Training] on the panel again, and secretly made up his mind.
"If you wait any longer, promotion will be meaningless."
He cannot spend all his time preparing for promotion, because becoming an official wizard does not mean that his life crisis will be over immediately.
Neither Angele nor Laura are ordinary wizards.
Ronan still has to set aside enough training time for himself after becoming an official wizard, learning first-level spells, condensing soul sigils, and building a spell system. Only by further strengthening his own strength can he be able to confront the two of them head-on. qualifications.
The most important point is...
Ronan discovered that his [Ascetic Body Training] was stuck at the proficiency expert level 799 and could not be completed because he was missing a key thing.
But he didn't know what was missing, and it wasn't written in the secret book.
"Eating so much monster flesh and blood is pretty much the same thing."
The purpose of body training is to make the vitality strong enough to withstand the burning of the Burning God Potion. Ronan feels that his current body has almost reached its limit. Recently, when he eats Warcraft meat, he feels so full that his energy and blood are about to overflow. Come feel.
"Whether it succeeds or not depends on today!"
"boom!"
Ronan punched out hard, hitting a tall ancient tree surrounded by one person.
The location where the latter was hit exploded directly, the tree body collapsed, and finally collapsed under the weight, raising a piece of snow.
Ronan strode past expressionlessly, the hem of his gray robe slightly raised by the walking wind.
"..If I fail to break through, you will be responsible for helping me collect the body.
Please help me send my inheritance to these people."
On the grass in front of the student dormitory, Ronan gave instructions in a low voice to his only neighbor Dobby, who was an acquaintance in the college.
The latter stood in front of him with a pale face, his neck curled up like a quail, and his legs were trembling.
Ronan felt helpless in his heart. Even if he didn't deliberately emit the mental energy fluctuations belonging to the ninth-level apprentice's gasification level, his tyrannical physique and the intimidating aura formed by tearing so many high-level magical beasts with his hands were enough to overwhelm ordinary middle- and low-level wizards. The apprentice shivered.
After a brief explanation, Ronan handed Dobby a piece of paper with several names written on it, then turned around and stepped into his dormitory without hesitation.
Watching Ronan disappear, poor Dobby wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with lingering fear.
God knows what happened to his neighbor, a ninth-level apprentice. In just a few months, this guy "evolved" into a human-bear!
I haven’t heard that apprentices need to exercise before being promoted to official wizards?
Dobby glanced at the name on the note in his hand, shook his head in confusion, and left in a hurry.
[If I unfortunately die]
As soon as he stood up, Ronan crushed the quill in his hand with a click, and then tore into pieces the "suicide note" he was about to write in front of him.
"If I die to tell you shit about my funeral, everything after my death will no longer have anything to do with me, so why should I care?"
Ronan sat expressionlessly at his desk, quietly looking at the scenery outside the window.
Winter is coming to an end, the sunshine is just right, and the ivy on the window sill has grown denser, presenting a vibrant scene.
Ronan could not predict his fate.
Ronan closed his eyes and exhaled.
When he opened it again, only the deepest calm remained in his lake-blue eyes.
Five bottles of Burning God Potion, as red as agate, were placed quietly on the table.
With enough resources, Ronan had no intention of using the bottle Angele gave him.
He is ready to attack the official wizard now, at any time.
The determination was made, even though he knew that there was a high probability that he would be on a road to death, Ronan's mood was very calm.
He picked up a bottle of burning potion, opened it, and took it.
The potion, which was cold in the palm of his hand, was as hot as lava when it entered the entrance. It slid down Ronan's throat and into his stomach, and then turned into a blazing "flame". Completely "igniting" Ronan's whole person!
Painful!
Unprecedented pain!
Ronan's face twitched violently, and then he endured it.
This kind of pain is completely different from the pain he endured when practicing [Ascetic Exercise]. It does not come from the body or the spirit, but goes straight to the soul.
Ronan seemed to be able to feel the process of something inside his body being burned away.
There are impurities in it... and also the very essence of his soul. Ronan's majestic body quickly shriveled up, and the surging energy and blood that was almost overflowing quickly faded away, but his spiritual power refused to undergo further transformation.
Seeing the "burning" feeling in his soul fading away, Ronan knew that his first breakthrough had failed.
In other words, this "burning" is far from reaching the minimum standard for soul sublimation.
Ronan opened his eyes. Under the [Bright Realm] that had been opened for a long time, his eyes were as blue as stars. The master's mind and mentality allowed him to always control the most appropriate breakthrough time and never be affected by pain and fear of death. state of mind.
Quickly unscrewing the second bottle of Burning God Potion and swallowing it, the burning sensation came back, and it was more intense than the last time.
The second time, it was still not enough.
The third bottle of Burning God Potion was consumed.
Then the fourth bottle
The fifth bottle.
Ronan had forgotten how many attempts he had gone through and how much pain he had suffered.
The difficulty of breaking through to become a formal wizard is linked to the soul's qualifications, as is the pain of the breakthrough process.
Those wizards with excellent soul qualifications may only need to feel a slight burning when going through this stage to successfully complete the breakthrough.
But Ronan was different.
The pain he endured was unforgettable, a hundred times greater than that of an ordinary person!
“Not enough..not enough.”
“It still doesn’t meet the minimum standard.”
Ronan murmured in his mouth, reaching out his hand to get another bottle of Burning God Potion.
This time I grabbed it, but unexpectedly found that I had missed it.
He opened his eyes and saw five empty bottles scattered randomly on the table in front of him.
Looking at his hands again, they were dry and thin, the skin was wrinkled and clinging to the bones like dried orange peels, and only a thin layer of adhering muscles remained in the middle.
A huge feeling of weakness and powerlessness came over me like a tidal wave.
He lowered his head, and the hair on his temples fell down, as dry and gray as straw.
His vision was blurred, his old eyes were dim, and the clear blue in his pupils had long turned cloudy.
It seems that the body is decaying.
He then realized that
he seemed to be.
dying.
The life that was originally abundant and full is now like a weak candle in the wind, swaying and trembling, and may be completely extinguished at any time in the next second.
"Do I still have a chance?"
Ronan murmured in a low voice, his voice was hoarse and dark, and even his saliva had dried up.
Yes
He tremblingly took out another bottle of burning potion from his waist pouch.
The last bottle.
This is the only bottle I need.
This Burning God potion is different from the ordinary Burning God potion. The red color is deeper, and there is a trace of mysterious purple flowing in it.
"With your qualifications, you will use this."
A man's face, neither handsome nor ugly, appeared in Ronan's mind, with a meaningful and evil smile.
"Angelet"
Ronan said the name softly, feeling emotions surge in his heart.
Soon, he regained his composure and used his last strength to unscrew the cork of the bottle of medicine... and drank it all in one gulp.
"How many days has it been?"
Dobby stood in front of the window sill, pushing aside the thick and dense ivy branches and looking curiously at the next door.
The small student dormitory house looks quiet from the outside, as if no one lives there at all.
"It's been three days, why is there no movement at all?"
"Isn't he really dead?"
Dobby was holding a piece of paper with three or four names written on it in his hand, muttering softly.
Although it is rare in the academy for ninth-level apprentices to fail to break through to become a formal wizard and die, it does happen.
If it happened to the guy next door, it would seem reasonable.
Dobby had already found out clearly that the man next door was a wandering wizard and was recruited into the academy because of his meritorious service on a mission.
Therefore, even if the other party is a ninth-level apprentice, he still doesn't know many common senses in the wizarding world.
The general qualifications of wandering gray robes are poor. I heard that when the other party went to choose a mentor after becoming a gas, he was not chosen by a mentor yet.
My dear, how bad are these qualifications?
Dobby complained in his mind, and looked in the direction of the next door cabin. After thinking about it, he crumpled the note with his name on it into a ball and threw it into the trash can nearby.
Just when Dobby finished this action, felt relaxed and was about to turn away from the window
"Boom!"
An invisible but huge amount of spiritual power suddenly erupted from the window and spread in. The resulting wind caused the white curtains on both sides of the window sill to roar inward.
Dobby hurriedly looked out the window with a startled expression.
In an instant, he seemed to see a white "sun" rising slowly from the cabin next door. The light was dazzling and dazzling, carrying an innate nobility and aura of a superior person
"This "
Dobby stared blankly at the "sun" that rose suddenly, feeling the majesty of the "sun", his eyes were shocked and incredible.
"Really a breakthrough?!"
The next second, he seemed to suddenly remember something, turned around suddenly, and threw himself towards the garbage basket next to him
"..I recently discovered that using the nectar of the night shadow flower and moonlight grass seeds can... Makes the invisibility potion last longer."
"Please, why are you still studying this thing? Haven't you been warned by the old woman once before?"
"No one can stop my great potion invention, not even the tutor of potions..."
On the path of the college dormitory area, two young wizards wearing student robes were chatting and walking.
Just when one of them was dancing excitedly, suddenly...
A huge and vast aura came from a small house next to the two of them!
The two stopped talking for an instant, looked to the side, and then raised their hands to cover their eyes.
In their eyes, the hut in front of them was emitting a dazzling and burning light, as if a small sun was rising from it.
A look of shock flashed across the two people's faces, and soon turned into a look of deep envy.
"Hey, another apprentice has successfully been promoted to an official wizard."
"So, Erwin... give up your boring research as soon as possible."
The aura and light coming from the hut spread farther and farther, and more and more people passing by felt stopped, and people further away caught the aura leaking out.
Many people opened their mouths to marvel, with envy and joy on their faces.
They understood that from now on, there would be another official wizard-level figure in Hoddam College.
In the small room, violent air currents flowed like a whirlpool, making the furnishings all over the room rattle.
In the center of this vortex, a figure stood quietly.
Under the fluttering robe, an extremely thin and tall body is revealed, and above that, the long snow-white hair dances with the robe.
"Breakthrough"
Ronan stood quietly in the center of the room, feeling the changes in himself from the inside to the outside.
"Crash-"
There was a dense flapping of wings on the windowsill.
Countless owls flew in with envelopes in their mouths.
One of the brave ones jumped up to Ronan and put a beautiful card framed with gold thread into his hand as if to please.
Ronan opened it and saw only one line written on the card——
【Welcome to the world of mist! 】
(End of chapter)