Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 103 Silver Mist Twin Swords, Agile Ice Dragon, Battle Level

"boom!"

The waves of fire poured down to the ground, directly burning a large area of ​​the ground to a crisp. Even the rune formation that trapped the Brain-Eating Flower not far away was affected to a certain extent.

Previously, the Brain-Eating Flower had been attacking frantically for such a long time without seeing any reaction from the magic circle, but now it was shaken beyond recognition by just a slight impact from the aftermath of the magic fire wave.

"Cough-cough-"

The bald Holgen rushed out from the aftermath of the fire, covered in dust and dirt. Even the silver robe on his body turned dull and had large areas of burnt black.

He seemed to be fine, but he still chose to admit defeat with a grim look on his face.

It was probably because the ponytailed female wizard of the first ring had held back on him during the battle, otherwise, if he had been hit head-on by the terrifying spell fire wave, Horgen would not only have been in a state of disarray, but would have had to lie down.

The Second Ring of Magic lost its first battle, and everyone, including Velen, looked unhappy.

But there was nothing that could be done about it. No one had expected that the ordinary-looking ponytailed female wizard in the first magic ring actually had a second-level magic tool in her hand that could be successfully activated by a first-level wizard, and its power was so terrifying.

Even if Velen came on the field, he would probably have no choice but to admit defeat, and at most his defeat would be more spectacular.

The third match was the turn of the Second Ring versus the Third Ring. Velen and his gang gathered together and whispered about countermeasures.

No one paid any attention to Ronan, and Ronan's attention at this moment was almost entirely attracted by the ponytailed female wizard who had just left the stage.

Under the robe, Ronan held in his hand the fragment of the mirror tool he had obtained during his apprenticeship, and gently stroked the texture on it.

He was very sure that the piece of magic tool in his hand was of the same style and function as the mirror magic tool of the ponytailed witch.

But what he had in his hand was just a fragment, while what the other person held in his hand was a complete magical tool.

"Same kind of magic tools should come from the same place...Mirror, is it the Mirror Garden?"

The broken lens flipped rapidly between Ronan's fingers, and Ronan felt a strong curiosity and desire to explore.

He has always been interested in the runes in the Broken Mirror. Although it is broken, it can still function. Among the many runes he has seen, this is the only one.

Ronan took a deep look at the ponytailed witch, memorized her appearance and breath, and the fragments in his hand disappeared, and he regained his composure.

"Let me go."

At this time, Velen had already made a decision and was ready to take the field himself.

They are the smallest group and the weakest among the three forces on the field. Their chances of winning are slim to begin with, and if their morale is further crushed, they will probably have no chance of winning the Brain-Eating Flower at all.

Velen was prepared to take the city first regardless of the consequences.

The Third Circle also sent people over soon, but judging from their aura, they were not at the same level as Velen, and it was unknown whether they were using the same "inferior horse" strategy.

Just as Velen and the wizard from the third ring both appeared on the scene and were about to start fighting.

suddenly
"call--"

A strong wind blew up in the open space, and a huge mental force far exceeding that of everyone present suddenly descended on the scene.

The air in the field seemed to become sticky all of a sudden. Even the many wizards who were at the late stage of level one felt difficulty breathing.

A figure slowly appeared in the air.

He was a man in his early forties, with dark skin, wearing a dark blue robe with delicate silver patterns embroidered on the collar, and holding a beautifully carved metal wand.
Judging from his appearance alone, he is an extremely ordinary-looking middle-aged man. He is even slightly bald and has sparse gray hair on top of his head.

However, the aura he exuded was not ordinary at all.

The huge and pure mental power made the air around him "solidify and freeze", as if invisible stones were slowly pressing down from mid-air.

He was like a miniature sun in the sky, radiating light all around and scorching the people below with heat waves.

"Second-level wizard!"

The second-level wizard who suddenly appeared on the scene did not look at anyone on the scene. After his appearance, his eyes were completely focused on the brain-eating flower that was circled by the magic circle of everyone.

He stared intently at the brain-eating flower below. His eyes flashed slightly, and without it casting any spell, the rune formation that was as solid as a crystal wall shattered.

“This brain-eating flower belongs to me.

I happen to have a potion that needs brain-eating flower juice to mix."

The second-level wizard spoke in a very casual tone, but his words did not reveal any intention of discussing with the first-level wizards below. It was just a simple notice.

The faces of the wizards from the three forces below all became extremely ugly.

The three groups of people have been fighting for the ownership of the brain flower for a long time. Now they are suddenly told that they are all "out". No one will be willing.

But the other party is a second-level wizard.

The huge gap in strength is right in front of us, and no matter how unwilling we are, we have no choice but to swallow our anger.

"Didn't you hear what I said?"

The tone of the second-level wizard in the sky suddenly turned cold, and the terrifying mental power fluctuations pressed down from the sky like waves.

Everyone felt a huge sense of suffocation and oppression. Even the Brain-Eating Flower that had already escaped from the constraints of the rune array retracted all its vines and leaves under this powerful pressure, and curled up into a ball and trembled like a frightened little animal.

"Let's..go."

On the side of the First Magic Circle, a young wizard with thick eyebrows and a stern temperament raised his hand with a grim expression and led his wizards to slowly retreat.

Velen and another wizard from the third ring, who were originally preparing for a duel on the field, quickly walked back with gloomy faces when they saw this.

But just when the three parties were about to withdraw from the fight, a second mental force field that far exceeded the scope of a first-level wizard descended.

"call--"

A black-robed figure rushed into the field like a meteorite, and the terrifying aura emanating from him was no less than that of the first second-level wizard who arrived.

This was a strong man with an arrogant temperament, an extremely thick gray beard, and green eyes, just like a majestic and ferocious wolf.

Two second-level wizards? !
"Since when has the Brain-Eating Flower become so popular among second-level wizards?!"

Someone cursed under his breath.

The mental force fields of the two second-level wizards divided the space above into two clearly defined parts. A large area of ​​air was distorted at the junction of the force fields, and the light was blurred. It seemed as if there were two suns in the sky at the same time, fighting against each other and neither giving in.

Under this situation, the three first-level wizard leaders who were originally retreating stopped at the same time, their eyes flickering, and none of them were in a hurry to retreat immediately.

"The Fourth Ring, Colin Toby"

The middle-aged, balding, second-level wizard was also surprised by the sudden arrival of a powerful person of the same level. He frowned, and after a simple greeting, he took the initiative to give his name.

The latter returned the salute, glanced at the brain-eating flower below, and shook his head, saying, “Don’t worry, I’m not here to steal your stuff.

I'll come over."

He turned and looked at the first-level wizards below, narrowed his eyes, and whispered: "I just want to find someone."

Ok? !

All the wizards present were stunned when they heard this. Before they could figure out what was going on, they heard the green-eyed wizard who came later suddenly fix his eyes on one place, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose up, saying: "Well, now we have found it."

In an instant, everyone's eyes were directed towards the location where the green-eyed wizard had locked onto.

That was clearly the location of the people in the second magic ring.

The blond young man in the lead, Velen, moved aside with an ugly look on his face, and the wizards behind him also moved aside one by one to avoid the gaze of the green-eyed wizard.

Until
A figure appeared at the end of the crowd.

He was a tall young man with white hair, blue eyes, and quite handsome appearance.

The boy's figure was firmly locked by the green-eyed wizard's mental power, but the expression on his face remained calm.

"Ronan, go away!"

The girl next to the boy hurriedly reminded him to move aside, but the boy shook his head gently.

'Can't leave'

"He came here to see me." "Uh"

The girl was stunned, and all the first-level wizards around her were also stunned.

Everyone could clearly sense the mental fluctuations emanating from the young man, which was almost the lowest in the field, only at the mid-level of level one.

In the middle of the first level, he provoked a powerful second level to come and seek revenge in person
Many people's expressions began to become strange, especially those from the second ring.

Should we praise this guy for his ability to get into trouble, or lament his ignorance and fearlessness?

"You are quite self-aware."

The second-level green-eyed wizard curled his lips and said condescendingly, "Then you should also know why I am looking for you?"

The boy did not answer, but just made a move to move forward.
"boom!"

With a loud explosion, a huge pit suddenly appeared where the boy was standing. Countless mud splashed and the boy's figure disappeared out of thin air.

"Still want to run?"

The green-eyed wizard sneered and mobilized a huge amount of second-level mental power, causing countless energy particles in the air to swarm in.

But the one who moved faster than him was the middle-aged balding second-level wizard, who was already waving his staff and summoning a dense array of flashing silver spots.

"You're still thinking about stealing things? You're such a fool and you don't know how to live or die!"

The middle-aged wizard let out a cold shout that turned into a laugh of anger.

The first-level magic circle wizards below were a little confused by the sudden changes on the field.

It was shocking enough that a Level 2 wizard came to seek revenge on a Level 1 mid-level wizard, but instead of begging for mercy or running away, the latter took the initiative to provoke another Level 2 wizard and even tried to snatch more things from him...
"This guy"

Just when everyone was still thinking about how to evaluate the behavior of the first-level wizard boy, an extremely violent icy air burst out from the location where the spells of the two second-level wizards landed.

Just for a moment.

This corrupt and dark forest was completely transformed into a realm of ice and snow.

A deep blue cold current swept across the sky above the entire open space like the light of heaven. Despair and mystery intertwined into an invisible domain of law, which suddenly expanded and included almost everyone.

Then, amidst the snow and wind, the aurora flickered in the frozen land of the far north.
Under the shocked and unbelievable gazes of everyone, including two second-level wizards, a tall and slender figure stepped on the ice and slowly walked out of the rolling cold air.

The young man with white hair and blue eyes had taken off his robes at some point.

Under the simple silk short lining, the almost perfect body looks like a masterpiece carefully crafted by God.

His entire body, including every strand of white hair, was dancing with a layer of half-foot-long white blazing flame. An invisible, unknown and indescribable terrifying domain field emanated from his body, distorting and collapsing the air.

He slowly lowered the block of ice in his hand, which contained a whole plant of the brain-eating flower frozen inside, and smashed it hard at his feet.

"boom!"

After the young man completed this action, the arm ring wrapped around his right arm flowed into his left and right hands like mercury, transforming into two swords more than one meter long, emitting silver mist.

Then, he raised his head slightly, squinted his eyes and looked at the green-eyed wizard and the middle-aged bald wizard in the sky, and said calmly: "Just right, let me see what the second level is like."

Done.

Everyone watched in astonishment as the young man holding two swords suddenly soared into the air, the two swords in his hands igniting blazing blue flames. He was like a nimble ice dragon that had just escaped from the extremely cold frozen soil and flew straight towards the two second-level wizards.
"call--"

Every time Ronan exhaled, he felt the fighting spirit burning in his chest grow more intense.

[Austerity Body Tempering] When [Immaculate Body] with a master's proficiency of 157 points is activated, the sense of calmness and power that allows one to completely control one's own destiny is more than ten times stronger than before.

It was as if there was a white volcano growing inside his body, and every breath spewed out boiling magma.

Before activating [Unsullied Body], the mental force field released by the two second-level wizards was like solidified stone pressing down on his whole body, making him feel uncomfortable.

Now it is as soft and fragile as tofu.

[Realm of Emptiness] was activated, and the master-level [Basic Swordsmanship] was put into operation. Under the azure blue, Ronan locked onto the middle-aged, balding, second-level wizard. His figure left a long phantom in the air and shot towards the opponent like lightning.

The middle-aged wizard felt Ronan's rapidly approaching breath, his face changed slightly, and the metal staff in his hand danced rapidly. Countless silver-white metals shot out from under his robe like water droplets and quickly condensed into a huge metal sphere.

Golden rune patterns lit up on the surface of the metal sphere, emitting waves of terrifying energy particle fluctuations.

This is the power of a second-level spell. Before it fully explodes, it has already caused the void to vibrate like ripples on water.

Ronan narrowed his eyes, crossed the two nightmare swords in his hands, and the law-breaking flames attached to the swords danced like two entwined blue snakes.

He rushed directly towards the magic fluctuations of the metal sphere. With the activation of the field of despair, countless frosts condensed around his body into layer upon layer of transparent armor.

Accompanied by a short syllable from the middle-aged wizard, the rune metal sphere exploded, and the dazzling light made Ronan almost unable to see anything.

The sudden surge of energy particles was like a tsunami, roaring towards him head-on.

"Kacha kacha kacha——"

Ronan could almost hear the sound of the ice armor defense he had condensed in the realm of despair being destroyed and broken layer by layer.

"The range-type supernatural domain power of the Despair Domain, in the second-level battle, whether it is the impact of the despair on the mental will or the damage of the icy power on the body... is too small. Without the blessing of the second type of ice supernatural domain, the power is a bit unable to keep up with the rhythm."

Ronan thought silently in his heart, but his consciousness was as calm as an ice lake, and he waved the two swords in his hands.

With the blessing of the master-level combat awareness of [Realm of Emptiness], he seemed to be able to feel the trajectory and veins of every energy flow in front of him, and capture every weak point.

The master-level [Basic Swordsmanship] gave Ronan the ultimate control power. The flame of breaking the law burned and cleared the way. He was like a silver fish finding a gap in the rapids, swimming upstream all the way.
It was just a matter of a moment.

"Crack!"

Ronan "broke through the waves" from the center of the spell explosion with two swords in hand. The flying metal fragments hit him like raindrops, making a series of dense noises but leaving almost no signs of injury.

After activating [Immaculate Body], his physical defense and spell resistance skyrocketed. It was completely impossible for these residual spell metals to cause any harm to him.

When the middle-aged, balding, second-level wizard saw this scene, his eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets, and his face showed extreme shock and disbelief.

"This is impossible?!"

However, the only answer he got was a pair of silver swords wrapped in dark blue flames.

"Shining Robe!"

The middle-aged wizard roared, and the scattered silver metal liquid gathered together again to form a huge metal barrier.

However, almost at the same time as the barrier was formed, a terrifying force was suddenly exerted on it.

"Boom!"

The newly formed metal barrier suddenly sank in the middle, followed by a sharp and piercing sound of metal tearing.

The silver metal barrier was quickly torn apart, and Ronan walked in slowly with two swords in hand.

With the blessing of [Spell-Breaking Power] with 177 points of master-level proficiency and the added effect of the second-level precious metal Demonic Tungsten Steel + [Silverization] talisman, even a second-level defensive spell is as brittle as thin paper under Ronan's sword.

"The Brain-Eating Flower is so precious? You want to get it even if it means getting seriously injured, right?"

Ronan looked at the middle-aged balding wizard in front of him and spoke lightly.

The latter's expression changed rapidly, and half a second later, he suddenly flew into the air and quickly flew away into the distance.

"Shh!"

After watching the middle-aged balding wizard leave, Ronan suddenly turned around with a calm expression and slashed with his sword.

With the terrifying physical strength brought by the master-level [Immaculate Body] with 157 points of proficiency, and the blessing of the [Power to Break the Law], Ronan directly slashed out a huge half-moon shaped dark blue light blade.

The dark blue blade that tore through a large area of ​​air collided with a ball of shining light, causing a terrible energy aftermath.

The raging wind made Ronan's white hair flutter. He was bathed in the rolling cold air. The two swords in his hands struck casually, making clear sounds like bells.

His eyes fell on a strong figure with gray beard and green eyes in the distance, and Ronan said calmly: "Now... there are only two of us left."

When the second-level green-eyed wizard heard this, his expression gradually became uglier.

(End of this chapter)