Wizard Bloodline

Ronan wiped the blood of the monster on his face and stood up slowly.

He blew out the flame of breaking the law on the long sword and opened his character panel.

Most of the skill attributes did not change much. The only one that made a leap in progress was——【Austerity Bodybuilding (Expert 799/800)】

Stuck at the limit of the expert level, one step away from entering the master level!

Ronan stared at the small words of 【Austerity Bodybuilding】, and his eyelids twitched fiercely.

In order to reach this step, only he himself knew how much he had experienced and endured.

He had forgotten how he got here, and the specific time had passed vaguely without much concept. The only thought left in his mind was to work hard to build his body.

For many nights, he bit his gums and lay on the floor of the college dormitory, and sweat mixed with blood soaked him again and again.

Whenever he was about to give up, the words of the young wizard in the blue-roofed house would ring in his ears like the bell of the tower-you will probably die of old age! You will probably die of old age! ..

But Ronan didn't want to die.

Not at all.

His strong desire to survive made him practice all thirteen movements in [Austerity Body Building]. In order to achieve better results and further strengthen his physique, Ronan even tried such uncommon and unpopular "home remedies" as eating raw monster flesh and blood.

Then, whether it was because he practiced [Austerity Body Building] to a deep level or because he ate too much monster flesh and blood, his body swelled up like a balloon.

His originally slender and perfect, perfectly strong body shape, which made him quite satisfied, became a muscular man with lumps of flesh.

Of course, the improvement in physical strength was also quite terrifying. Ronan could now fight with zero-level high-level monsters in close combat, and even suppress them 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 white and slender pianist's hands were gone. Now they became rough and thick. The backs of his hands were covered with earthworm-like veins. Just looking at them, one could feel the explosive power contained in them.

"Tear——"

He casually tore off a heart as big as a watermelon from the chest of the four-armed ape monster under him, which was still dead. He put it into his mouth and chewed it in big mouthfuls without caring about the fishy smell and hotness.

The flesh and blood containing a lot of energy essence were quickly digested into several hot streams as soon as they entered Ronan's stomach, and then disappeared into the body.

Ronan felt that his body was like a terrible furnace burning fiercely. No matter how much firewood was thrown into it, it would be burned clean immediately.

"It's just a humanoid monster. Can other knights' body-building methods achieve this effect?"

Ronan didn't know, but after practicing until now, he could more or less feel the extraordinaryness of [Austerity Body Building], which was not a serious body-building method.

Just because it would get stuck at the proficiency of "Expert Level 799", and it was stuck more than any of his previous spells, it can be guessed that it must be not simple.

Maybe he really picked up a treasure at the time.

Ronan cleaned up the battlefield and cut off the parts with rich blood and flesh essence from the two monsters he killed with his own hands and ate them.

After eating monster meat for so long, he can now be considered an expert in monster meat tasting. He knows clearly which parts of the monster meat are more delicious and which parts have high "nutritional value".

If there is a chance, Ronan thinks he can even consider writing a book on this subject.

"Lola... Angele..."

He recited these two names and silently ate the last bite of flesh.

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 dominate their own destiny, but they have to try after all.

After eating, Ronan took his sword and shuttled through the jungle, and soon found an ice lake.

He broke the ice with his bare hands and jumped into the lake.

A moment later, he washed his whole body and walked out of the lake step by step on the ice lake water.

The cold lake water on his body was evaporated into billowing white steam by his body temperature before he completely walked to the lake.

His strong body, like cast iron, stood on the shore, and from a distance it looked like a human bear walking upright.

Ronan wiped his hair, shook off the fine ice slag condensed between his hair, and then took out a clean robe from the storage waist bag and put it on.

The wet hair was draped on his shoulders, which was a bit uncomfortable. His hair had not been taken care of for a long time, and Ronan couldn't help but think of Venisia.

"No more waiting."

Ronan glanced at the proficiency of [Austerity Body Forging] on the panel again, and made up his mind secretly.

"If we wait any longer, the promotion will become meaningless."

He couldn't spend all his time preparing for the promotion, because becoming a formal wizard didn't mean that his life crisis would be over immediately.

Neither Angele nor Laura were ordinary wizards.

Ronan had to reserve enough time for training after becoming a formal wizard, learn first-level spells, condense soul symbols, and build a spell system. He had to further enhance his strength before he could be qualified to confront the two head-on.

The most important point was.

Ronan found that his [Austerity Body Forging] was stuck at the 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 was not written in the secret book.

"After eating so much monster flesh and blood, I think it's about the same."

The purpose of body building is to make the vitality vigorous and able to withstand the burning of the burning potion. Ronan feels that his current physique has almost reached a limit. Recently, eating monster meat has made him feel that his blood is full and about to overflow.

"Success or failure depends on today!"

"Boom!"

Ronan punched out fiercely, hitting a tall ancient tree beside him that was so thick that a person could hug it.

The latter exploded directly at the location where it was hit, and the tree body cracked, and finally fell down with a creak under the heavy load, raising a piece of broken snow.

Ronan strode over with an expressionless face, and the hem of his gray robe was slightly lifted by the wind.

"..If I fail to break through, you will be responsible for collecting my body.

Please help me send my inheritance to these people."

On the grass at the entrance of the student dormitory, Ronan gave instructions in a low voice to his only acquaintance in the academy, his neighbor Dobby.

The latter stood in front of him with a pale face, his neck shrunk like a quail, and his legs trembled constantly.

Ronan felt helpless in his heart. Even if he didn't deliberately emit the mental power fluctuations of the ninth-level apprentice, the strong physique and the overwhelming aura formed by tearing so many high-level monsters by hand were enough to make ordinary middle- and low-level wizard apprentices tremble.

After a brief explanation, Ronan handed Dobby a piece of paper with a few names written on it, and then turned around and stepped into his dormitory without hesitation.

Watching Ronan's figure 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 actually "evolved" into a human bear!

I haven't heard that apprentices need to exercise before they can be promoted to formal wizards?

Dobby glanced at the name on the note in his hand, shook his head in confusion, and left in a hurry.

【If I die in】

As soon as he started, Ronan crushed the feather pen in his hand with a click, and then tore the "suicide note" he was about to write into pieces.

"What the hell do I need to tell you about my afterlife? If I die, everything after death has nothing to do with me, so why should I worry about it."

Ronan sat at the desk expressionlessly, quietly looking at the scenery outside the window.

Winter was about to pass, the sun was shining, and the ivy on the window sill climbed more densely, presenting a vibrant scene.

But Ronan could not predict his own fate.

Ronan closed his eyes and exhaled.

When he opened them again, there was only the deepest calmness in his lake blue eyes.

Five bottles of red agate-like burning potions were quietly placed on the table.

With enough resources, Ronan did not plan to use the bottle given by Angele.

He was ready to attack the official wizard now, at any time.

He was determined, even though he knew that there was a high probability that he would die. Ronan was very calm.

He picked up a bottle of God-burning potion, opened it, and took it.

The potion, which was cold in his palm, was as hot as magma after entering his mouth. It slid down Ronan's throat and into his stomach, and then turned into a blazing "flame", which completely "ignited" Ronan's entire body!

Pain!

Unprecedented intense pain!

Ronan's face twitched fiercely, and then he endured it.

This pain was completely different from the pain he endured when he practiced [Austerity Body Forging]. It did not come from the flesh or the spirit, but directly reached the soul.

Ronan seemed to be able to feel the process of something in his body being burned.

There were impurities...including his soul itself.

Ronan's majestic body quickly shrank, and the surging blood that almost overflowed quickly subsided.

The gasified mental power was reluctant to undergo further transformation.

Seeing the feeling of "burning" in the soul constantly subsiding, Ronan knew that his first breakthrough had failed.

In other words, this "burning" was far from reaching the minimum standard for soul sublimation.

Ronan opened his eyes, and under the [Empty and Clear Realm] that had already been opened, his eyes were as blue as stars. The master's mind and mentality allowed him to always control the most appropriate breakthrough time and the state of mind that was never affected by pain and fear of death.

He quickly unscrewed the second bottle of God-burning potion and swallowed it. The burning sensation swept back, and it was more violent than the last time.

The second time was still not enough.

The third bottle of God-burning potion was swallowed.

Then the fourth bottle

The fifth bottle.

Ronan had forgotten how many attempts he had experienced and how much pain he had experienced.

The difficulty of breaking through to a formal wizard is linked to the soul aptitude, and the same is true for the pain of the breakthrough process.

Those wizards with excellent soul aptitude probably only need to feel a little slight burning when they go through this stage to complete the breakthrough naturally.

But Ronan is different.

The pain he endured

was unforgettable, far exceeding that of ordinary people by a hundred times!

"Not enough... not enough yet."

"It still doesn't reach the lowest standard."

Ronan murmured, reaching out to grab another bottle of God-burning potion.

This time, he unexpectedly found that he grabbed nothing.

He opened his eyes and saw five empty bottles scattered on the table in front of him.

Looking at his hands again, they were dry and shriveled, and the skin was wrinkled like dried orange peel and stuck to the bones, with only a thin layer of muscle in the middle.

A huge feeling of weakness and powerlessness surged like a tide.

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 seemed that the body was decaying.

Only then did he realize

He seems.

Almost dead.

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 has happened.

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 does not know many common senses in the wizarding world.

Wandering gray robes generally have poor qualifications. I heard that when the other party went to choose a mentor after being transformed into a gas, he had not been chosen by a mentor yet.

Darling, how bad are your qualifications?

Dobby complained in his mind, and looked in the direction of the next door cabin. After thinking about it, he crumpled the piece of paper with his name on it into a ball and threw it into the trash can nearby.

Just when Dobby finished doing this, he felt relaxed and was about to turn around and leave 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" slowly rising from the cabin next door. The light was dazzling and dazzling, carrying an innate nobility and a huge 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 nightshade flower and moongrass seeds can make 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 their 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 the 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 out.

"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! 】