Wizard Bloodline

Not long after Ronan stepped into the secret space, a figure slowly appeared not far from the entrance.

Pale white skin, thin lips, and hanging eyebrows. The whole person exudes powerful mental power fluctuations belonging to a late-level first-level wizard, but it gives people a cold and mean feeling, as if he has just crawled out of a dark and humid place. Viper.

It was the middle-aged wizard who had been following Ronan for several days.

At this time, a layer of transparent and thick substance was receding from his body. The parts of his body that were still covered by this substance were almost completely integrated with the surrounding environment, making it difficult to distinguish.

The middle-aged wizard stared at the direction Ronan disappeared, took out a communication stone that glowed slightly with runes from his storage bag, and spoke.

"Travis's methods were discovered by him, and he must have been going crazy."

"Now this kid has accepted a trial mission... people have already entered."

"Don't worry, I know what to do..."

The middle-aged wizard put away the communication stone, and the transparent substance flowing on his body covered his whole body again.

This is a special metal medium that belongs to him. It comes from an ancient secret realm. With the help of spells, even a second-level wizard cannot detect his concealment without actively casting spells.

It is also the biggest reason why he dares to follow his target so openly and unscrupulously.

The middle-aged wizard has reintegrated with the environment. As he walks, even the light can barely detect any change.

He entered the secret space and saw a desolate Gobi scene in front of him.

There are many similar secret realms under the Dharma Ring.

It has been almost explored, but it still has a certain value, so it was deliberately kept for use by member wizards in the trial.

There was no trace of the target person in his field of vision, but the middle-aged wizard knew exactly where the target would appear.

Because what he has to do next is to destroy the purpose of the other party's trip and make his mission fail again.

The middle-aged wizard walked along the Gobi Desert. At the end of the Gobi Desert was a dark dead forest.

He walked into the dead forest, getting closer and closer to the final destination of the mission. He gradually heard the roar of spells, violent energy fluctuations coming from the front, and the faint roars and howls of Warcraft.

The middle-aged wizard quickened his pace and finally arrived at the mission location. A battle group came into view, and the target person was among them.

The handsome young man wearing a silver robe was suspended in the air, with delicate light blue runes growing on his delicate cheeks and neck. He was surrounded by surging frost energy, and billowing white frost spread out around him with him as the center.

He continuously summoned spell spears like ice crystals, howling wind and snow, and huge ice balls like spiral ice vortices. Various ice spells flew out of his hands in various patterns, and the entire battlefield was completely reduced to a land of ice and snow. land.

A strange monster underneath that looked like an oversized night owl was so suppressed by the young boy's indiscriminate spell attack that it could barely lift its head.

The two black and red flesh wings were covered with thick frost and could not fly. Most of the body was covered with ice and snow. Occasionally, a few magic light balls were ejected from the mouth and flew high into the sky, but before they could get close to the young man's body, they were caught. Blocked by frost-condensed armor and thick metal shields

It was a completely one-sided battle.

The middle-aged wizard watched this scene from the side with a secret look of surprise in his eyes.

He had seen more than one similar battle in the past few days following the boy. Although the opponent was only a mid-level wizard, he was frighteningly powerful. He could deal with a first-level advanced monster as easily as eating and drinking.

This is also the main reason why he has only been monitoring and following these days and has not carried out any sneak attacks.

Once a fight breaks out, he may not be a match for the opponent at the late stage of level one.

"No wonder he has the courage to provoke adults. He is indeed a moderate genius."

"But what if he is a genius?"

The middle-aged wizard didn't take it seriously. Before they fully grow up, they have too many ways to slowly control each other.

Every step he takes next will be carefully calculated.

genius?

The original Benigo was also a genius, but his brilliance was ten times that of the guy in front of him, but in the end he was still reduced to a "waste".

The middle-aged wizard's eyes showed an indifferent light and he began to walk along the sidelines.

He searched around, and soon several plants with black curved leaves appeared in his sight, with a fluffy and messy cluster at the top that looked like falcon feathers.

The middle-aged wizard's eyes brightened slightly, and he subconsciously glanced in the direction of the target boy. The latter was still concentrating on the battle, and the battle was almost coming to an end.

What he has to do is very simple. He only needs to snatch away or destroy the magic potions required by the mission when the opponent is about to harvest after the battle.

"boom!"

There was a huge roar of magic in the ears, and the Night Owl monster let out a mournful roar. Its huge body was crumbling, and it seemed that it would fall down at any time.

"It's almost done, now"

The middle-aged wizard's eyes flashed, he raised his hand and instantly cast a low-level spell, throwing it straight at several potions.

The moment he threw the spell, he quickly stepped back and turned his head to look in the direction of the young man.

He could almost imagine the other party's next series of actions——

Shocked, anxious, and angry. He rushed to the destroyed potion immediately. By the time he reacted, he had already retreated calmly.

What a wonderful scene that was.

The middle-aged wizard thought to himself, but the next second he was shocked to find that everything was completely opposite to what he expected.

The boy who was fighting the monster didn't even glance in the direction of the destroyed potions.

Almost as soon as he threw the spell, the talisman patterns on the opponent's body suddenly shone brightly, as if they were waiting for this moment to arrive.

A terrifying cold air that was ten times more than before suddenly erupted in the field, and an overwhelming sense of despair swept across the entire battlefield.

The middle-aged wizard's retreating figure seemed to be frozen, and suddenly became extremely slow.

At the same time, a cold voice whispered in his ear.

"So... I found you!"

The next second.

"boom!"

The sound of the air collapsing and exploding brought an unprecedented sense of crisis to my heart.

The middle-aged wizard looked shocked and hurriedly activated his magical tools to quickly prop up an energy protection barrier.

The transparent substances flowing on his body also gathered together to form a thick, translucent defense layer in front of him.

Several defensive methods were thrown out at once. Before the middle-aged wizard could take a breath, he felt as if he was hit head-on by some terrifying object moving at high speed.

The energy shield located on the outermost layer of the body suddenly dented almost instantly, like a bubble that was squeezed to the extreme deformation.

Then there is the second layer of defense, and the third layer

He watched helplessly as all the defenses he had deployed exploded one after another, including the innermost layer of translucent metal defense shield. It didn't even last for half a second before it was suddenly penetrated.

at last.

A hand with countless tiny white flames wrapped around its edge quickly enlarged in front of his eyes, grabbed his throat, and pressed down hard!

"Boom boom boom——"

The middle-aged wizard clearly felt that he was being used as some kind of plowing tool. An overwhelming and terrifying force was pressing down on him, constantly pushing him up and down on the hard mud.

Even though there was a metal medium in his body to support him, he felt as if he was going to die.

All the bones in his body seemed to be broken into pieces, and the two emotions of despair and pain swept over him like waves.

Finally, the force stopped.

The middle-aged wizard opened his eyes with difficulty, and in the blood and dust, he could barely see the figure of the person holding his neck tightly.

The target boy he had been following these past few days seemed extremely strange at this moment.

The opponent's short dark chestnut hair had turned completely white at some point, and his whole body was enveloped in a thin layer of fine flames. The air around him twisted and collapsed slightly, and the dark blue runes on his neck and cheeks were alluring. Growing, the whole person exudes an unprecedented cold and powerful terrifying aura all the time.

He stared at himself condescendingly, his blue eyes projecting a cold and sharp light that seemed to pierce him.

"Is this all you can do?"

Ronan looked coldly at the eyebrow wizard under his hand, his tone calm and cold.

He's had enough of these guys who only know how to play dirty tricks.

He deliberately took on this trial task, but actually had no intention of completing it at all.

Although the magic potion of the mission target is quite precious, it is completely useless to him.

Everything he did was just to lure the other party out, and he didn't even bother to entangle with the other party too much. He directly activated [Innocent Body] and suppressed it with the power of thunder!

The middle-aged wizard who was treated like a human plow and held tightly by his neck was panting hard like a fish that had just jumped ashore.

Ronan loosened his fingers a little, and then saw a slow, sarcastic smile on the other person's face, and said in a low voice:

"Lord Lanni, let me tell you this is just the beginning."

Lanny?

Ronan's eyes were startled.

Who is Lanny? He thought this guy was Travis's guy

"Lanny was an old rival of mine... who lost to me several times in head-to-head combat."

In the miniature secret space, Benigo, who was wearing a leather apron and leather gloves in his hands, was preparing a bloody monster corpse on the autopsy table while casually answering Ronan's questions.

Ronan stood nearby, watching Benigo busy, with a look of concentration on his face.

"So they're joining forces? Travis, Lenny and two triple rings?!"

"No."

Benigo shook his head and calmly corrected Ronan: "Lanny should have been promoted to the fourth ring by now."

Ronan's face suddenly turned ugly.

"How many enemies do you still have?"

"Not as much as you think."

Benigo put down the dissecting knife in his hand, took off his leather gloves, and lit his pipe while covered in blood.

"Besides Lanny, there are a few other three rings. But in terms of strength and skill, Lanny is probably the most powerful."

Ronan took a deep breath to calm down.

He walked to the alchemy jar next to him that was steaming out. Through the translucent body of the jar, he could see that it was filled with dark red and turbid boiling liquid.

This is the Holy Blood Tree culture fluid prepared from the blood of various monsters and animals, mixed with a lot of messy potion materials, and based on Benigo's own formula.

Now the Holy Blood Tree seed is soaked in it and cooked twenty-four hours a day.

"Those three and four ring figures join forces, and I can't even think of completing a mission normally in the Dharma Ring.

They always have a way to make my mission 'fail'. "

Ronan looked at the blood-red bubbles rising up from the alchemy jar, and felt that the Holy Blood Tree seeds inside seemed to be a little more vigorous than before, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.

I have to say, Benigo still has something.

"It doesn't matter. The worst thing is to give up the resource channel of the Magic Circle for the time being."

Benigo held his pipe in his mouth and poured the freshly placed Warcraft blood into the alchemy jar. He walked to the rune table aside and began to imprint the magic circle again.

"I know a few secret places that may contain the materials we want. I'll write to you later."

"It's not a matter of resources."

Ronan frowned slightly and whispered with cold eyes: "Their real purpose is not as simple as restricting my development..."

Official members of the Circle of Law must complete at least one task every month. If they fail to complete it more than three times, they will be punished and their core status will be reduced to ordinary.

If the situation persists after becoming ordinary, you may be completely deprived of your status as a formal member of the Circle of Law.

And once Ronan is no longer an official member of the Circle, the rules prohibiting members of the Circle from killing each other will no longer be in effect on him. At that time, Travis Laney and others can attack him at will and kill him.

Ronan had calculated that in the worst case scenario, he might face such an ending in as little as half a year.

'They will use other methods to defeat you, break you, tame you...'

Only now did Ronan truly understand the meaning of this sentence.

A few talented wizards with three and four rings joined forces. Not only can they cover the sky with one hand in the seventh ring, but it is not too easy to specifically target one of his small rings and manipulate him wantonly within the rules.

"With such an aboveboard conspiracy and method, no one in the Dharma Circle will care about it? Is it useful to report it to the higher-ups?"

Ronan felt a deep sense of grievance that he couldn't help but couldn't help but look at Benigo.

"Any fight within the rules is allowed."

Benigo held the rune seal carving knife, and while talking to Ronan, his movements did not hesitate at all.

“The higher-ups of Dharma Circle won’t care about such trivial matters.

In their view, true geniuses will not be constrained or affected by any conspiracy."

"Then tell me, how to solve this situation?"

Ronan asked with a frown.

Benigo stopped moving under his hands, turned his head to look at him, and said something calmly and naturally.

"It's simple.

Within half a year, if you take the initiative to challenge Travis or Lanny, low-level challenge high-level, they can't refuse.

As long as we defeat them, all problems will be solved naturally."