Wizard Bloodline

Ronan's body was stiff, and his face was tight.

The effect of [Detection] had not completely faded.

In his eyes, which were glowing white, the man with the blood-red tattoo in front of him was as eye-catching as a huge glowing light bulb.

"Senior...apprentice"

Ronan uttered a few words with difficulty, "Black robe."

Only the mental power of a senior wizard apprentice could produce such an effect under [Detection].

The black-robed man with tattoos on his face listened to him, slightly pulled the corner of his mouth, and suddenly pointed at him. The sword and shield skeleton that had almost sent Ronan away with a knife immediately received the order and strode towards him.

Ronan retreated without saying a word, and shouted at the group of gray-robed wizards behind him who had been frightened by the sudden change and were still standing there without knowing how to move: "What are you doing? Why don't you run?!"

The unlucky wizard who was cut in half by the sword and shield skeleton had not died completely. Half of his body was lying on the ground and kept making shrill and painful howls.

The gray robes woke up as if from a dream, and with a roar, they were in chaos and fled in all directions.

The sword and shield skeletons chasing Ronan also rushed into the crowd quickly.

Ronan heard the screams coming from behind him, but he had no energy to pay attention to them. He could only frantically urge Old Wells and others to run away.

He wanted to use the same trick again, but the moment he picked up Cheryl, his hair stood on end. He quickly threw Cheryl to the side and rolled forward.

"Bang!"

A dark green ball of light hit the place where Ronan had just stood. There was no big movement, but the corrosive acid that was instantly formed made a large piece of land dent visibly.

If this fell on him.

Ronan gritted his teeth.

He had seen this spell that released corrosive acid in the hands of the two black robes before.

But the same spell, the power released by the intermediate apprentice and the advanced apprentice is really different.

Quickly getting up and passing through the chaotic crowd, Ronan and the black-robed man in the distance looked at each other from a distance.

The latter's mental power had been firmly locked on him. Obviously, it was impossible to lead people to escape like before.

"You guys go quickly."

Ronan took a breath, drew out the one-handed sword from his waist, and quickly recited the spell of [Charge Weapon].

He wiped his fingers across the sword, and the long sword was attached to a brilliant stream of light.

"I'll hold him back.

Don't worry about me, I may have a chance to escape only if you leave."

Ronan left a sentence and walked quickly towards the black-robed man with a cold expression.

The sword and shield skeleton slaughtered the scattered wizards, and many chants, spell roars and screams were mixed together.

Ronan tried not to let himself be affected by the many tragic situations on the field, and forced himself to calm down.

He took out the two rings hidden in his waist, the black turquoise ring flashed, and a layer of light transparent light film enveloped Ronan's body.

Intermediate protective magic ring.

Ronan picked up another fireball magic ring and raised his hand. A fireball was born and shot quickly towards the black-robed man.

Faced with this low-level magic triggered by a magic tool, the latter had an indifferent expression and did not even try to dodge.

"Bang!"

The fireball shot by Ronan exploded more than one meter in front of the black-robed man, and was blocked by a layer of black light curtain, burning only a few ripples.

"Sure enough, there are protective measures"

Ronan stared at the light curtain in front of the black-robed man, which was obviously much thicker than the energy protection light shield on his body. It was probably triggered by a zero-level advanced magic or a magic tool.

"The power of the half-step expert-level [Energy Missile] is comparable to that of a zero-level advanced magic, but if you want to be sure to break the zero-level advanced magic defense, you must cooperate with swordsmanship."

Ronan's brain was working quickly, his eyes flickered, thinking about the next tactics.

He was now looking forward to the expert-level [Energy Missile] being able to successfully break through after the next spell, so that he might have a chance to turn the tables and kill the enemy.

"Hiss——"

Ronan took a deep breath and slowly began to accelerate.

His physique was fully activated at this moment, and his muscles all over his body flowed like mercury. His feet stepped on the soft ground, tensed, and exploded.

Ronan rushed out like a sharp arrow, and his violent momentum raised a long wave of earth behind him.

When he rushed halfway, the rotten wind whistled in his ears.

Ronan glanced at a cold shadow coming from the corner of his eyes, and his body instinctively jumped forward.

"Bang!"

The huge rusty long knife with a large piece of blood and flesh froth slashed the grass behind Ronan, blasting a large pile of mud and leaving a deep gully.

Before Ronan could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly saw a black-robed man not far away holding a gray staff with a black ball on the top, chanting a spell at him.

Ronan felt a sudden palpitation for no reason, and his mental power was sharp enough to detect that a large number of energy particles were gathering towards a certain position in front of him.

He glanced hurriedly and saw only a corpse that was constantly swelling.

"Boom!"

A violent explosion sounded, and in the huge blood mist that rose instantly, Ronan rushed out with his sword raised.

His robes rustled, his hair was covered with a thin layer of blood, and the light film around him was turbulent.

He thought he had broken through the layers of obstacles and would soon be able to get in front of the black-robed man, but he never thought that this was just the beginning.

One by one, the fresh corpses were pulled towards him by an invisible force, swelling like balloons, and followed by the sword and shield skeletons with faint green fire burning in their eyes.

At this moment, Ronan was almost desperate.

The desire to escape in my heart was stronger than ever.

Is this the strength of the black-robed wizard, a senior apprentice who is good at fighting?

It's too scary and difficult to handle.

"Boom boom boom!"

The swollen corpses exploded one after another, waves of red air stirred up strong winds, and Ronan's figure was drowned in blood.

The sword-and-shield skeleton that was waiting for the opportunity to move grabbed the key point of the explosion and slashed hard towards the center of the blood mist.

"Ronan!"

Someone screamed and called Ronan's name.

The chaotic scene seemed to suddenly become quiet for a moment.

Many people's eyes couldn't help but look at the location where the blood mist broke out.

When the wind blew away the large amount of blood, the scene inside was finally clearly revealed——

Ronan held the sword in both hands and knelt half on the ground, resisting the downward pressure of the rotten sword in the hands of the sword and shield skeleton.

His face was slightly sinister, and the protective light film around his body had long since disappeared. Whether it was wet with sweat or blood, his long chestnut hair was stuck to his forehead.

"Kacha kacha——"

The one-handed sword covered with flowing light in his hand made an overwhelming sound, and obvious cracks had appeared on the sword and were getting larger.

Ronan gritted his teeth and raised the long sword that was on the verge of breaking.

At the moment when the long sword completely broke and exploded into a ball of broken light, he let go. At the same time, he uttered the syllables of a spell in his mouth, summoned a huge blue-black light ball, and threw it towards the sword-shield skeleton in front of him.

"Boom!"

The energy light ball exploded. Under the huge explosion, Ronan flew back on the spreading air waves. The determination and eagerness to try at the beginning were no longer on his face.

"No fight, no fight."

"I am a small fifth-level apprentice and a wandering group. I am really crazy to do such an outrageous thing. I actually want to challenge a black-robed wizard at the senior apprentice level?!"

After several rounds of fighting with the men in black robes, Ronan was in a state of embarrassment, barely surviving, and was completely awakened.

Now all that is left in the body is the desire to survive.