Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 192 Roaring Fish, Coordinate Change, Arrival

Most of the items on the stalls were Warcraft-related materials, including animal skins, bones, organs soaked in jars, bone and flesh carvings, magic tools... and even living things.

What Ronan was asking about was a living creature kept in a transparent tank.

It looks like a smaller version of a piranha, but has a pair of white and tender little feet like a baby's. It kicks around in the water, looking both lively and weird.

The stall owner was a pale-skinned middle-aged wizard of level one, with a black mole the size of a green bean on the side of his lip. He had a rather cold temperament and was obsessed with the study of flesh and blood alchemy. Most wizards who dealt with corpses all year round were like this.

"Your Excellency has a good eye. This roaring fish is the product of my twenty years of research."

When the middle-aged wizard heard Ronan asking, he immediately forced a smile on his face and started introducing himself to him in a torrent of words.

Although Ronan had tried his best to keep a low profile and even tried his best to restrain the mental fluctuations of a second-level wizard, the young and handsome face revealed under the wide hood and the unique temperament that naturally emanated from him could be clearly perceived if one got a little closer.

Any wizard with a bit of insight could easily tell that he came from a powerful family, and that he was definitely not an ordinary member of a powerful organization. Only a leader of the same level could possess such a calm and confident demeanor in his every move.

The battle for the Heramus wizard seat is about to begin, and the geniuses from all the wizarding forces in the south are all coming out to play. They have seen quite a few people like Ronan in the past year or so.

With the permission of the middle-aged wizard stall owner, Ronan slightly probed his mental power into the transparent tank.

The strange creature called "Roaring Fish" immediately opened its mouth and let out a shrill scream.

The invisible sound waves released by the scream pushed all the water in the transparent tank to the surroundings and stuck tightly to the wall of the tank. Ronan felt a slight shock to his mental strength and was inevitably a little surprised.

This roaring fish suddenly reminded him of an undead spell he had learned during his apprenticeship - [Howl of the Dead]. The methods of the two spells were similar, both of which used screams to generate sound waves to cause a certain impact on mental strength.

However, the ability of this roaring fish is much more powerful than the zero-level spell [Howl of the Dead], and it even has a certain impact on his mental strength.

Although it was only a slight feeling of dizziness, you should know that Ronan's mental power after secondary purification is more than ten times stronger than that of an ordinary late-level second-level wizard.

What surprised Ronan even more was that the sonic attack of the roaring fish seemed to be targeted. Apart from him, the stall owner and several nearby wizards were not affected at all.

Could such a magical creature really be developed by a mere first-level wandering wizard?
Ronan looked up at the middle-aged wizard stall owner and asked, "How are you going to sell this roaring fish?"

The middle-aged wizard perked up and quickly listed a few things. Ronan shook his head and replied, "I only have the magic stone."

The middle-aged wizard was a little disappointed, but he quickly replied: "Five thousand! Five thousand high-level magic stones, and the fish will be yours."

"impossible."

Ronan said calmly, "Unless it involves the cultivation technology of this roaring fish. The roaring attack of this fish is indeed quite effective, but if I'm right, this thing shouldn't live long."

As he spoke, Ronan glanced at the roaring fish in the tank that had long since quieted down. It seemed to be just a little listless on the outside, but he was extremely sensitive to life fluctuations and could sense that after a roar, the life energy contained in the fish with baby feet in the tank was obviously consumed a lot.

This is a fish that roars with life.

The middle-aged wizard's expression changed slightly, and then he smiled bitterly and said, "I can't hide it from you, sir. Two thousand high-level magic stones, you can take the fish. But I'm afraid the cultivation technology is not enough. It's not that I don't want to trade it, but this technology has not yet been perfected."

"Three thousand."

Ronan looked calm as he interrupted the middle-aged wizard and said, “Tell me where you found this fish.

Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone else. If you don’t believe me, we can sign a contract.”

The middle-aged wizard's face changed. After a moment, he grabbed a piece of old animal skin in the corner of the stall, wrote something on the skin, and then handed it to Ronan.

Ronan readily paid three thousand high-level magic stones and used his space ring to put away the tank containing the roaring fish on the stall. Before leaving, he glanced at the stall, picked up a small box containing a one-horned black beetle, and asked the stall owner: "What is this?"

"I don't know."

The middle-aged wizard shook his head and said, "I found it in an abandoned ancient secret place. After a year of research, I only found that the body fluid it secretes can be used as a preparation liquid for some low-level medicine. Maybe it is just some ordinary ancient insect with a relatively long lifespan."
If you like, you can take it."

"Thank you."

Ronan put away the box containing the unicorn beetle and said calmly, "I have always been interested in this kind of gadget. It is indeed a collection that I have never owned."

The middle-aged wizard smiled and said nothing.

In the wizarding community, collecting rare insects is hardly even a quirk.

After leaving the stall, Ronan also received a reply from Grace.

"Sister Selina told me the reason frankly. She said that my soul is quite special and the aura it exudes is very helpful to her and can promote the growth of a certain ability of hers."

Ronan looked at Grace's reply, thought for a moment, and asked, "Did she ask you to do anything?"

"Just..just"

Before Grace could finish her words, the sound from the communication stone suddenly stopped.

The communication was suddenly cut off.

Ronan was a little surprised, but he didn't take it to heart, thinking that Grace might have suddenly had something else to do. He was more interested in the two things he had just obtained.

"Sister Cecelina."

Grace stood in a room surrounded by bookshelves, nervously tugging at the hem of her robe.

In front of her was a blonde woman wearing a wizard's dress.

The woman was very young and extremely beautiful, with skin as smooth and delicate as porcelain, lake green eyes, and an aura of nobility and elegance.

"Who have you been talking to these days?"

The woman walked to the desk where Grace often sat and asked gently, "Is it the boy who saved you once in the Mechanical Heart? It seems that our Grace has really fallen in love..."

"No no. Just friends."

Serena kept explaining herself with a blushing face.

The woman chuckled and did not continue on this topic. She just said softly: "Grace, I'm a little tired. Can I rest here with you?"

"of course can."

Grace nodded, then quickly took a velvet blanket from the bed and spread it on the woman's body. She bent down and gently rested her head on the woman's legs.

"Get some sleep, Grace."

A faint white light bloomed from the woman's hands, and she gently caressed Grace's cheek.

Grace's eyelids became heavy at a speed visible to the naked eye. Soon she yawned and fell asleep in the woman's arms.

After Grace fell asleep, the woman quickly adjusted her state. She closed her eyes, and a complex and mysterious golden rune appeared between her eyebrows.

A strong white light began to shine from the body.

These white lights slowly condensed on the surface of the woman's body, as if forming a set of exquisite and luxurious armor.

"Ronn"

On his knees, Grace mumbled a few words unconsciously, turned over, and slept more soundly.

Similarly, the speed at which the white light emanating from the blonde woman's body condensed also seemed to have accelerated. The golden rune between her eyebrows grew synchronously, and her aura became increasingly mysterious and obscure.
At night, Ronan set up a defensive and isolating rune array at the bottom of a secluded and deserted valley. Under the starlight, he took out all the things he had obtained at the sunset gathering during the day.

The situation of the howler fish in the transparent tank was worse than Ronan expected.

It was floating on the water almost half-upward, with its mouth wide open, and it looked like it would die at any moment.

"Won't this thing only roar once in its life, and then burst out all its life potential at once?
No wonder the stall owner agreed so readily. I'm afraid he would agree to sell it even if it cost a thousand high-level magic stones."

Ronan thought as he observed the condition of the roaring fish in the tank.

Ronan stretched out a finger and gently pressed it on the transparent tank. Through the tank body, he injected the life energy of the vitality ball in his body into the body of the roaring fish in the tank little by little.

The latter's nearly "near-death" state gradually improved, and he soon turned over and swam in the water again. However, Ronan realized that this was only a temporary solution and not a permanent cure.

The life energy he injected into the roaring fish was also constantly dissipating, and the soul of this little creature also shattered with the roar in the daytime.

"If we want to study it, we still have to find more similar life species."

Ronan opened the old animal skin given to him by the stall owner, on which were written the words "Green Glittering Abyss" in sloppy handwriting.

Taking out the southern map given by Costi, Ronan discovered that the so-called "Green Abyss" was close to the edge of the western side of the southern continent, just near the Qifeng Port where old Wells, Venetia and others had gone.

“You can find a chance to go there.”

Ronan thought to himself.

The roaring fish is very strange, a creature Ronan has never seen before. The life fluctuations it emits are probably only at the level of a zero-level magical beast, but the roaring attack it bursts out can affect the mental power of a second-level wizard.

If we can figure out how it makes sounds and combine it with [Howl of the Dead], perhaps we can develop a good mental attack spell.

Of course, Ronan was more interested in the ability of the roaring fish to burst out its vitality in one breath.

[Unsullied Body] Ronan had figured out the technique of compressing life energy to achieve "ancient giant transformation" a long time ago. The idea was clever, but the operation method was very crude.

As his proficiency level in [Austerity Body Tempering] increases, Ronan has the idea to further optimize and transform this technique of compressing vitality and then releasing it. He feels that there is still a lot of potential to be tapped here.

Especially after integrating the "Ancient Frost Hydra Bloodline", his physique grew a second time in addition to [Austerity Body Tempering].

"The 'complete giant transformation' state is no longer the limit of what my body can bear now, but I can only achieve 'complete giant transformation' now, and this can only be done under the premise of sufficient external pressure."

Ronan looked at his hands. Under the starlight in the dark night, his hands were so slender and white that they seemed to be glowing.

These were a pair of hands suitable for playing the piano or the harp, but as long as Ronan wanted, he could turn them into a pair of giant claws like a monster in just one breath.

"My technique of compressing life force is too primitive and crude. As the life ball grows bigger, the compression becomes more and more difficult. The growth of my mental power can't keep up with the pace. I must improve on this aspect, otherwise this trump card will be eliminated sooner or later."

Ronan gave the roaring fish in the tank some vitality to ensure that it would not die in a short time, then put it away and turned his attention to another small box containing a mysterious black beetle.

In fact, what Ronan really wanted to buy at the stall during the day was the beetle in the small box. The roaring fish was an unexpected gain. Opening the box, Ronan placed the black beetle on the back of his right hand.

In the moonlight, he looked closely at the mysterious black beetle.

It has a single horn, a shiny shell, and its abdomen is covered with densely packed arthropods and thin legs.

If it weren't for the occasional movement of its thin legs, the beetle could easily be mistaken for a dead specimen.

Ronan's eyes flickered, and some gray marks gradually appeared on the back of his smooth white hands.

Along with the appearance of this gray mark, the black beetle lying motionless on the back of Ronan's hand actually released a strong sense of restlessness.

It moved, the shell on its back opened, and it spread two pairs of thin, transparent wings, trying to fly away, but it was firmly restrained by Ronan's mental power and could not break free.

Gradually, some translucent unknown liquid began to seep out from the belly of the black beetle. Ronan frowned, and when he was considering whether to clean up this thing that seemed to be the beetle's "urine", the translucent unknown liquid was all absorbed by the gray marks on the back of his hand.

The color of the mark gradually deepened, from gray to black, and then it began to wriggle like a living thing.

About an hour later, the black beetle on the back of Ronan's hand completely calmed down.

Ronan took it off and saw a long string of strange and twisted symbols printed clearly on the back of his right hand, like a tattoo.

"This"

Ronan's eyes flickered, and his expression was indescribably complicated.

These were the coordinates of the world stone that he had accidentally obtained in the Ancient Mirror Garden. Costi had not extracted them completely, so some traces remained.

He sensed the presence of the beetle at the Sunset Market because this coordinate trace triggered the mysterious beetle.

"The coordinate mark seems to have changed."

Ronan reached out and poked the strange symbol on the back of his hand, but there was no response.

He tried to infiltrate his spiritual power.
"Hiss—roar—"

Instantly, countless distorted and broken images flashed through Ronan's mind. Deep in the space of consciousness, in the shadow that could not be completely cleared, the dormant ancient consciousness of Hekalto also rioted at the same time.
"Huh-huh-"

Ronan suddenly let go of his hand. Under the light of the stars and the moon, his face was as pale as a brand new piece of white paper, and his forehead and back were covered with sweat.

"What is that?!"

Ronan looked at the series of strange symbols on the back of his right hand in horror.

He had no recollection of what kind of images this string of symbols had just conveyed to him. The only thing he remembered was the same aura of "distortion, chaos, madness, and destruction" revealed by those images.

This aura even caused the ancient frost hydra bloodline in his body to riot, and it was suppressed with great difficulty.

"Even Hekator's remaining consciousness is disturbed, isn't it?"

Ronan looked at the incomplete and hazy moon above his head, and a guess arose in his mind that he dared not accept.

"Is what I just saw the scene of the other world corresponding to the coordinates?"

Because of absorbing the body fluid of the mysterious beetle, the coordinates transformed into another mark, which seemed to have a deeper connection with the other world, so he could "peek" at some scenes of another world through this mark.

If it was really as he guessed, then it seemed understandable that a powerful force like the Ancient Mirror Court decisively stopped the experiment, listed it as a taboo, and even destroyed the World Stone, and the entire force moved away in a hurry.

Because the aura of that world that Ronan felt was really too terrifying.

He only caught a glimpse of the residual image and almost lost his life.

"This matter must not be known to the people of the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society. Once they know that there is such a horrible world behind these coordinates, who knows what crazy things they will do."

Ronan thought through gritted teeth.

But then he changed his mind and his expression turned a little ugly again.

Because maybe... The people of the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society have known everything for a long time. The cleanup three years ago has been going on until now, but no one knows how deeply the influence of the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society has penetrated into the south.

"This is such a big trouble. I hope this trouble won't involve me anymore."

Ronan frowned and silently hid the strange symbol on the back of his hand. He also put away the mysterious beetle that caused the coordinate mark to transform.

He already regretted buying the beetle. For some things, the more you know, the deeper you get involved, which only adds to your troubles.
three days later.

Next to a huge lake.

Ronan, wearing a gray-silver robe, stood by the lake, quietly watching the huge body of the ice crystal snake slowly sink into the lake.

A thin layer of ice gradually formed on the surface of the lake, and the bodies of frozen aquatic creatures kept floating up.

Ronan frowned slightly and wanted to say something, but at the moment, it seemed that he had no better way than to do this.

He is now very close to the ancient fairy city, and it is probably only a few days' journey away.

The closer he got to the ancient fairy city, the more Ronan could feel an invisible force converging forward. There were too many powerful wizards, which made him finally change his original idea and give up bringing the Ice Crystal Demon Serpent with him.

No matter how confident Ronan was in his own strength, he could not guarantee that he could protect the Ice Crystal Snake in a place where countless powerful wizard geniuses gathered in the entire south.

It is almost inevitable that this kind of ancient snake species will attract the covetousness of others, especially when he and the Ice Crystal Demon Snake are still quite weak.

Originally, he wanted to use the Ice Crystal Demon Snake as a magic pet to become a great help when he participated in the battle, but now he thinks give up.

The Ice Crystal Demon Snake was watched as it completely disappeared into the lake. Fortunately, the lake was deep and large enough. After the Ice Crystal Demon Snake sank to the bottom of the lake, the natural coldness in its blood also subsided.

If there is no detection method like the [Eye of Truth], it is still not easy to detect the existence of powerful monsters underneath the lake with only the naked eye and mental power.

Even if they could detect it, no wizard would go out of their way to provoke it if they didn't know it was an ancient alien species like the Ice Crystal Demon Snake.

Ronan felt relieved a little, turned the flying ring on his hand, and continued to move towards the ancient fairy city.

Ronan had considered the issue of the Ice Crystal Demon Snake a long time ago. This guy was destined not to be exposed at will for a long time. If he wanted to carry it with him as an assistant, it would be best to have a space storage item that could accommodate the magic pet.

However, special magic pet storage props are much more precious than ordinary space storage props, and they must be able to accommodate a pet as large as the Ice Crystal Demon Snake... I'm afraid that even if there is one, he can't afford it now.

Above the vast hilly plains, figures in robes broke through the clouds and flew quickly.

One of the figures suddenly fell from the air and landed lightly on a slope covered with withered yellow grass.

"Finally... here we are."

Ronan narrowed his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him.

Between the green and yellow hills, there were densely packed tents of various colors, with countless wizards moving around among them, just like a huge circular chessboard. Even though he had been mentally prepared, Ronan was still shocked by the number of wizards who came to witness or participate in this battle.

You have to know that everyone here is at least a first-level formal wizard or above.

The further you go in, the higher the level, level two, level three, there may even be dawn wizards above level three.

Ronan didn't believe that no Dawn Wizard would come to watch the battle.

"It is indeed the most important event in the southern wizard world. The Southern Wizard Genius Gathering, the Heramus Wizard Seat, is competing for the inheritance of the Natural Spellbinder."

Ronan murmured softly, and soon his expression calmed down, and he slowly walked down the slope.

"call--"

A huge shadow, accompanied by a howling wind, suddenly passed over Ronan's head, causing a slight commotion among the crowd in front of him like a long wave.

Ronan looked up and saw that it was an enormous yellow bat with a tall and thin figure sitting cross-legged on the bat.

The latter was like a cold and scorching sun, wantonly emitting the powerful mental fluctuations of a third-level wizard all the way, with an arrogant attitude, moving straight towards the center of this circular gathering place.

But just as he stepped into the area at the edge of the innermost ring, the young wizard riding the giant yellow bat was attacked simultaneously by several spells below.

Amid the explosions and roars, the battle broke out instantly. The violent aftermath of the spell caused some people to quickly disperse, and the tents on the ground also moved.
From Ronan's perspective, it looked like a stone thrown into a muddy pond, splashing water and mud.

“It feels like a grand event is about to begin.”

Ronan looked at the erupting battle group, muttered to himself, and felt the blood flowing in his body getting slightly hot.

The south is very large, and most of the wizarding forces are isolated in one corner.

Although there may be frictions between forces, they are by no means as fierce as the current battle that brings together almost all the wizarding forces in the south.

Different spell systems, different spell schools, different inheritances, and different wisdoms are about to confront and clash here.

Just thinking about what kind of sparks will be produced during the collision makes people look forward to it.

“It’s the scenery I wanted to see”

Ronan exhaled lightly, his eyes flickering, and slowly calmed his restless heart.

"I don't know if Angele has come yet."

He naturally remembered what Angele had said to him on the Goblin Plain three years ago. With Angele's character of wanting nothing less than chaos in the world, there was no way he would miss this grand event.

He is probably hiding in some corner right now, lazily observing everything.

Ronan stopped in front of a temporary stall that specialized in selling space tents. While the other party was introducing the space tents, he sent a message to Orion and Grace respectively, saying that he had arrived at the ruins of the ancient fairy city.

As a type of space storage prop, the price of a space tent exceeds that of ordinary space storage props because it is for living in.

But it is not outrageously expensive, because the internal space of a general space tent is not actually very large, only two to three times the size of the external space.

(End of this chapter)