Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 190 The truth about Shi Bierte, [Golden Fire Spirit Maya], the metal of infinite possibilities

After "Shibirte" shouted those words, a huge and rich golden halo spread out from under his feet with him as the center.

In an instant, the grains of sand turned from yellow to gold, and every inch of sand turned into gold.
It was like a strange light covering the entire earth. After a moment, the entire vast desert was completely transformed into a dazzling golden sea.

This golden sea of ​​sand and the golden city in the distance complement each other, emitting an incomparably luxurious and dazzling brilliance, just as if the legendary ancient kingdom recorded in the pages of a fairy tale has come true.
Even though he knew it was just a dream, Ronan felt a deep shock from the bottom of his heart at this moment.

This shock did not come entirely from the scene before his eyes, but also from the words that "Sibirth" said to him -

Just because I heard a story when I was a child, I put it into action and created a golden kingdom with my own hands! !
This behavior is really "Spiritually".

Ronan didn't even know what words to use to describe his feelings.

At this moment, in this world, the only things that were not golden or made of gold were him, Shibir, and Shibir's dog named Iti.

“Very beautiful, isn’t it?”

"Spirt" returned to Ronan, stood side by side with him, squinting his eyes and looking at the golden city in the distance.

"I have spent my whole life realizing this dream from my childhood, which seemed absurd and unreasonable to others."

Ronan pursed his lips slightly and said, "But you finally achieved it, didn't you?"

"Yes."

"Sibirte" sighed softly, but shook his head, "In fact, it has not been fully realized yet. There are still many things missing. Unfortunately, I don't have time anymore."

“Just like the ambitious old king in the story, he eventually died of old age on his golden throne, and never lived to see the day of true immortality.”

"Even you can't resist time?"

Ronan whispered softly.

"I?"

"Spirt" smiled and said softly: "I'm still far from it. Maybe the real 'Spirt' can do it."

"What's the meaning?!"

Ronan was suddenly stunned.

He had always believed that the young man in front of him was the legendary wizard "Spirt", but now, from what he said, it seemed that he was not?!
"Spirt" looked at Ronan and said slowly: "A long time ago, a wizard imagined that there was a place in the world - there was infinite time, infinite space, endless resources, and all the beauty you can imagine.
He spent his entire life searching for the entrance to that place. On this long, directionless road, his spirit and ideas infected many people, and some wizards joined him.

They followed the will of the first wizard and tried hard to find, or rather, to build such a place.

And this place was called by them - Shebierte!"

"..Later, 'Spirt' also became the name of this organization."

"There are many legends about 'Sibirth' left on the continent, but few people know about it."

"Spirt" spread his hands helplessly, "'Spirt' never refers to just one person."

"Of course, it's not wrong for you to call me 'Spirt', because every wizard in 'Spirt' will call himself 'Spirt' when he goes out."

"Om-"

Ronan was shocked. The impact of this truth on him was no less than when the ancient Golden Kingdom rose up before his eyes.

He always thought that Spierter was a legendary wizard with unparalleled talent and strength.

I only now realize that "Spirt" is actually the name of a dreamland that only exists in ancient fantasies.

He had heard and even personally experienced so many legends about "Shibirth" that it was too numerous to list.

It seems that Spierte has dabbled in every field, including alchemy, forging, runes, and potions. He is very good at every type of spell, including space, metal, and illusion.
If you think about it carefully, yes, human resources are limited. How can a person's time, energy, and wisdom possibly support research in so many fields?

If it's a group of people, it would be much more reasonable.
Ronan fell into a long silence, and "Spirt" looked at him quietly, as if waiting for him to digest the news.

I don’t know how long it took, but Ronan’s voice sounded again.

"So."

He raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him calmly, "When two or more of you 'Spirit' meet each other...how should you address each other?"

"Uh"

The young man was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Are you asking for my real name?

You can call me - 'Alchemist'."

"Alchemist..."

Ronan silently recited the name and looked around at the golden sand sea. He felt that the name was quite appropriate for the man in front of him who had been chasing the dream of gold.

"So, what I see of you now is also fake?"

Ronan spoke.

The young man nodded, his clear and bright eyes like gemstones showing a little vicissitudes, and he replied in a low voice: "My appearance and my voice are all based on your imagination. Because you think I should be like this, I became like this.
As for who I really am."

The young man shook his head. "It's been so long, so long that even I have forgotten what I originally looked like."

"Maybe, it's an old man with a beard that reaches the ground."

The young man smiled, and his eyebrows curved in joy as if he was thinking of some extremely interesting picture.

He laughed for a while, then looked at Ronan and said, "Well, I have almost finished the story about me and 'Spirt'. Now, it's time to talk about you."

"I?"

Ronan was stunned, a look of confusion appeared on his face.

To be honest, he now had no idea why he suddenly came here, to this dream belonging to the "Alchemist" of Spierte.

He only remembered that he was fighting with the Ash Witch Molly for the Golden Box in the Mechanical Heart Ruins, but they were both hit by some powerful metal curse and turned into two golden sculptures.

Later, Molly got rid of the curse before herself. She seemed to want to kill herself, but failed, so she wanted to use the power of the golden curse to kill herself.
"..In all these years, you are the first person who has been able to walk here and witness the gate of the Golden Kingdom with me."

"Thank fate for sending you to me. If you had come a little later, my consciousness would have completely disappeared."

The young man looked at Ronan with a gentle look in his eyes. "Would you like to do a small favor for an old man with a beard hanging down to the ground?"

"what?"

Ronan was slightly stunned.

The young man looked around at the golden sand sea, and finally looked at the majestic golden city in the distance. His eyes were deep, filled with strong yearning.

"Help me finish building the Golden Kingdom.

Although I can no longer see it.”

A faint sense of sadness and regret lingered in the air.

Ronan was infected by this emotion. He looked at the endless brilliant and dazzling golden city in the distance. After a long time, he couldn't help but ask: "Can I go in and take a look?"

The young man turned to look at him and shook his head helplessly: "I'm afraid not... The real Golden Kingdom is not here, this is just a simple projection.

Because of the loss of consciousness, I can't even restore one tenth of its original appearance."

"Ok."

Ronan felt regretful, realizing that this dream about "the king, the boy and the gold" might be coming to an end.

He finally stopped outside the gate of the Golden Kingdom and was unable to go in and take a look.

"You are lucky, or I am lucky.
What is left here happens to be the inheritance of the Golden Fire Spirit Maya, which is very consistent with the magic you are currently studying."

The young man looked at the dazzling golden city in the distance, pointed in a direction and said to Ronan: "Do you see it? That's Lingmaya.

I created it during the fog stage, and although it’s a little rough, it still looks very beautiful now.”

Ronan looked in the direction the young man pointed and saw seven huge and dazzling statues reaching into the sky in the majestic golden city. The one the young man was talking about was one of them.

Because of the golden light, he could not see the full appearance of the majestic statue, but could only vaguely feel a sense of antiquity, dignity and majesty that was difficult to describe in words.
It was just like when he faced Hekalto.

"Golden Fire..."

Ronan stared at the image of "Lingmaya" mentioned by the young man, and suddenly reacted. He hesitated and said, "My main subject at this stage is ice magic."

He was a little suspicious whether the man had made some mistake.

The young man smiled and replied, “I know.

That's why I said Lingmaya is your best choice now
Sooner or later you'll have to master both fire and ice, for there's more than just ice surrounding the Golden Throne.

Dear Ronan, the connection between the different elemental energies between heaven and earth is much closer and more wonderful than you can imagine.

A long time ago, they even had the same name - ether."

The young man said this, glancing meaningfully at the titanium black dogs surrounding Ronan's feet.

“Understanding this early on will be beneficial to your future path.

Let’s try to let ice and fire coexist peacefully. Lingmaya will teach you on my behalf. ‘Yitai’ is the best bridge for you to communicate with them.”

“Ice and fire coexist.”

Ronan murmured the words of the "Alchemist" and felt as if a brand new door was slowly opening to him, but a lot of fog was appearing in front of the door.

These concepts and knowledge are too profound for him now and he finds it difficult to understand.

"Take it slow, step by step, don't rush..."

The Alchemist patted Ronan on the shoulder and consoled him, "You still have a long way to go, even before you can reach the gate of the Golden Kingdom.
Let’s go to the Golden Country first, there is the key to completely open the door to the Golden Country.”

"Where is the road to the Golden Country?"

Ronan's face became more confused, and he couldn't help but look at the "Alchemist".

The latter just pointed at his palm and said with a smile: "Hasn't the signpost of the Golden Country been held in your hand all the time?" Ronan was startled and subconsciously looked down at his hand.

He opened his clenched fingers, and a golden apple core lay quietly in his hand.

It was the core of the golden apple that the "alchemist" had asked him to eat before.

At this moment, the fruit core was emitting an incomparable dazzling golden light, which was so bright that Ronan could hardly open his eyes.

Suddenly, he found that everything around him was becoming blurred and distorted. There seemed to be a force pulling him away from here.

Ronan hurriedly reached out to grab the arm of the "Alchemist" who was close to him, but the latter had turned around and no longer looked at him.

He faced the direction of the Golden City and sang a children's song in a high voice with an aural tone.

"..The groom's son

A golden dream
He is on the golden slope

Planting golden seeds
A heart as hot as gold
Watered with golden sunlight
"

In this voice that was filled with infinite passion, infinite vitality, and seemed forever young and full of vigor, everything in front of Ronan was shattered.

His consciousness fell into darkness, and everything left him.
When Ronan slowly opened his eyes, he found himself standing quietly on a long, dilapidated golden street.

Everything around was golden and radiated a golden luster.

It is still a mechanical heart.

However, at this time, the Mechanical Heart had been completely transformed into cold gold, and all the metals inside the Mechanical Heart had turned into gold.

There was no sound at all, and there was absolute silence and tranquility all around.

Ronan lowered his head and discovered that the golden fruit core that he had been holding tightly in his hand in his dream had now turned into a golden rune stone.

The golden box he fought so hard for had already been opened.

Lying right at his feet, there was a red rune stone and an irregular fist-sized piece of black metal in the box.

Ronan was silent for a moment, then he silently picked up the golden rune stone in his hand and examined it.

There is only one rune recorded in the rune stone, named - [The Golden Law of Spirt]!
“Is this the way to the Golden Country?”

Ronan murmured.

He bent down and picked up everything on the ground.

Inside the opened golden magic box, another rune stone records a complete set of metal spell inheritance.

They are: [Lingmaya's Black Steel Touch], [Lingmaya's Silver Body], [Lingmaya's Brass Head], [Lingmaya's Diamond Heart] and [Lingmaya's Golden Soul].

Just by looking at the names, you can tell that the five spells are closely related to each other. The five spells and the previous [Golden Law of Spirt] sigil just form a complete metal spell school.

"Is this the inheritance of Maya, the golden fire spirit that the 'alchemist' mentioned?"

Ronan thought for a moment, then suddenly realized.

The dream of a golden country that the "alchemist" spent his entire life building may not be just a golden country.

It also represents an ancient and powerful metal magic system.

And the name of this system is - [Golden Country]!
Ronan looked at the complete set of metal magic inheritance in his hand and did not speak for a long time.

This is probably the most ancient, profound and powerful inheritance he has obtained so far.

It comes from the legendary "Spirt", an ancient wizard of unknown rank but undoubtedly powerful, who spent his entire life to create a brand new metal magic system!

Although it is not complete yet, it is just a part of the inheritance of [Golden Fire Spirit Maya].

It is just a piece of the puzzle of the Golden Kingdom.

Ronan also needs to go to the Golden Country, get the key to open the Golden Kingdom, and collect the remaining pieces of the puzzle before he can ascend the Golden Throne and restore the ancient glory of the Golden Kingdom.

Thinking of the grandeur, splendor and magnificence of the golden kingdom standing on the golden sea of ​​sand that he had seen in his dream, Ronan's heart couldn't help but tremble and get excited.

But soon, this excitement was deeply hidden by him.

The unparalleled inheritance also brings unparalleled challenges.

Behind every opportunity lies ten or even a hundred times more risk.

"When gold appears, greedy people who covet it will come in waves... Even the dwarven civilization of the Mechanical Heart has to worry about the hammer of thunder and fire being stolen by goblins, dragons, cyclops...

The inheritance of the entire [Golden Kingdom] will only attract more 'treasure thieves'..."

Ronan took a deep breath, put away the two rune stones and the golden magic box, and thought to himself: "Until my strength reaches a certain level, I must not let others know that I have the inheritance of the [Golden Kingdom] in my hands."

Thinking of this, Ronan picked up the irregular piece of black metal that was placed together with the golden magic box.

After getting it, he found that this black metal was almost exactly the same as the black dog named "Yitai" he saw in his dream.

"Alchemist, have you prepared the metal medium for me to cast the El Dorado spell?"

Ronan weighed the not-too-heavy black metal block in his hand and muttered, "It's just that the grade of this 'Titanium' seems a bit low, and the quantity is too small."

Ronan shook his head, put the piece of metal away, and then looked around.

Under the power of the golden curse released by the golden magic box, the vast mechanical heart has been completely transformed into a golden city-state. The puppets and metal elemental life forms wandering inside have all disappeared, and all the metals have turned into gold.

"Gold may still be of some use in the secular world, but for wizards, it is not as good as the dilapidated and rusty abandoned place before. At least some valuable precious metals can be extracted from it."

Ronan originally wanted to collect some high-grade metals in the Mechanical Heart that could be used as magical media, but now this idea has failed.

However, he obtained the most precious inheritance of the entire Mechanical Heart, which was incomparable to the Thunder and Fire Hammer he had seen on the metal square tower in the central square.

At least that's what Ronan thought. He didn't think a magical tool forged by a dwarf could be compared to the hard work of a legendary wizard from "Sibirt".

The most important point was that Ronan had a strong intuition that the hammer forged by the dwarves in the Mechanical Heart was most likely not in the Mechanical Heart and might have been moved out long ago.

"I should have asked the Alchemist in my dream earlier."

Ronan felt a little regretful.

But no matter what, his purpose of coming to the Mechanical Heart was achieved. As the Mechanical Heart had completely turned into a golden ruin, he also lost the desire to continue exploring.

The most important thing right now is to find a way out.

"Counting the time, the battle for the Heramus Wizards spot is about to begin."

Ronan's eyes flashed slightly, and after a brief search, he decisively released "Dodor III" from the space ring.

The mechanical heart had mutated, and he didn't know whether the entrance he originally came in from had collapsed. Even if it hadn't, it would take a lot of effort to return by the same route. Asking "Dodor III" to find an exit for him nearby was undoubtedly the quickest and most convenient option.

"If that Ash Witch Molly knew that her act of pushing the golden magic box to me not only did not kill me, but instead allowed me to obtain the [Golden Kingdom], her expression would probably be very interesting."

"Ha~~"

Somewhere high in the sky, an unknown distance away, a wizard girl was sitting on a red lotus staff with her two white legs crossed and flying quickly. She rubbed her nose gently to suppress the inexplicable urge to sneeze.

"That damn woman Selina must have been saying bad things about me behind my back again."

Molly bared her teeth and urged fiercely, "Hurry up, Vivian. I have already missed the opportunity to humiliate her once, and I can't miss the second time..."

"Yes, dear Miss Molly."

A respectful and doting voice came from behind. Then, the old woman in black robe suddenly turned into a huge black-feathered vulture, picked up Molly, and gently flapped her wings. In the blink of an eye, she turned into a small black dot on the horizon.
At dusk in the wilderness, the huge setting sun is struggling to release its last golden color on the top of the mountains.

A giant snake over a hundred meters long, with a single horn on its head and scales all over its body that seemed to be made of blue ice crystals, swam silently and swiftly towards the afterglow of the setting sun.

Above the giant ice crystal snake, a tall and slender figure was sitting quietly.

He is a young man with fair skin and handsome appearance.

The wild wind carrying frost and snow blew up the hem of his robe, and the glow of the setting sun gently sprinkled on his body, giving him a layer of orange-yellow gold.

He lowered his head slightly, and his whole body was perfect, like a masterpiece carefully crafted by God, with a powerful charm that made people addicted to him.

It was Ronan who had escaped from the Mechanical Heart early and was heading towards the ruins of the ancient fairy city.

"Kacha kacha——"

At this moment, Ronan was concentrating on slowly "feeding" a metal blade the size of a washbasin with slightly rusted surface to a large mass of black metal in front of him that looked like a living thing.

The surface of the metal was constantly wriggling like a ball of condensed water. In the middle was a huge shark-tooth mouth, which was eating the metal blade Ronan fed it with a "grunt" sound, just like eating a biscuit.

A lame goat with gray hair and a gold nameplate around its neck stood aside, watching the black metal taking big bites of the metal blade, and occasionally looking up at Ronan with a eager expression.

Ronan was annoyed by its stare and would occasionally throw out a few brightly colored metal blocks. The gray goat that received the "feed" would make an excited "bleating" sound and then happily eat the food.

"Om-"

After the entire metal blade was "eaten" by the black metal in front of it, a strange energy fluctuation emanated from the irregularly shaped black metal, and then it suddenly expanded, and a trace of sharp air emanated from its body, just like the metal blade it had just eaten.

"tsk"

Ronan saw the change in the aura and size of the black metal ball, and a strange light flashed in his eyes. He muttered to himself: "No wonder the Alchemist named it Titanium.

In ancient times, ether represented unknown elements and infinite possibilities.

The characteristic of titanium is that it can evolve and upgrade by swallowing metal.
In this respect, it is indeed like 'Ether', with infinite possibilities."

"It's a ball of metal that can grow."

"It is also the most suitable magic medium for me and the Golden Country!"

"Although I don't know if there is an upper limit to its growth, at least it is enough for me at this stage."

(End of this chapter)