Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 195 Blue Mist Society, How to Get Tickets

".Ancient wizards tried to merge the souls of other powerful creatures into their own souls, thereby gaining innate talents and abilities."

"Aren't they worried about their souls being polluted? Or even worse consequences..."

Ronan couldn't help but interrupt.

The will of the ancient frost hydra Hekator still remains in his consciousness space, and he is well aware of the dangers of devouring and merging different souls.

"Ah."

Orion nodded. "They soon realized that this was not feasible. Later, the ancient wizards came up with a better solution."

"any solution?"

"Summon, possess."

"Summon...possess?"

"Yes."

Orian said slowly: "The witches created a place called the Temple of All Souls to store the souls of powerful beings.

When necessary, powerful effects can also be achieved through mark summoning.

This method perfectly solves the problem of external souls polluting soul power and conflicting with one's own soul.

They only need a simple rune mark to summon powerful souls from the Hall of Souls to assist in the battle, which not only saves a lot of time in studying spells, but also makes their combat power even stronger than that of normal wizards.
As a result, the way of spiritual witches flourished for a time, and many wizards turned to the arms of spiritual witches. After their lifespans were exhausted, the spiritual witches would also voluntarily choose to enter the Hall of Spirits to be commanded by later generations.

It is said that when the way of spirit witches was at its most prosperous, the Hall of Spirits had more than tens of thousands of powerful souls, and the entire wizarding world almost ushered in a huge change.

However, at this time, a catastrophic riot broke out within the Spiritual Witch Clan. "

“Those powerful souls in the Hall of All Spirits began to feel dissatisfied with their fate of being used as tools, and they also longed to return to the human world and forcibly take over the body of the summoning spirit wizard after being summoned.

The rebellion in the Temple of Spirits was a catastrophe for both the spirit witches and the wizarding world. When the rebellion was completely quelled, wizards began to rethink the feasibility of the spirit witch path.

They realized that there was no way to fundamentally solve this problem, because every witch, no matter how glorious they were in their lives, would eventually end up in the Palace of Spirits, and no one could guarantee that, after becoming a soul, they would be able to endure the long fate of being controlled by others and resist the temptation to return to the human world for the second time.
At the same time, the various drawbacks of the Spiritual Witch Path were also mentioned again. After all, it involves the practice of the soul. No matter how thorough the considerations are, many dangers cannot be avoided. There have always been wizards who died from soul backlash and other reasons during practice. Even those wizards who are at the forefront of the Spiritual Witch Path have gradually begun to feel that if they continue to go on, they will eventually not be able to avoid the end of soul distortion. "

"At this point, the Way of the Spiritual Witch was abandoned, the Hall of All Spirits was sealed and exiled, and the Way of the Spiritual Witch completely disappeared like a flash in the pan.
Later, wizards began to turn to the study of bloodline."

Orion's story ended, but Ronan's mind was still restless.

He has always been very interested in such ancient secrets, and every time he heard about them, he would marvel at the wisdom of the ancient wizards.

At that time, the continent was flat, all wizards lived on the same land, and countless schools flourished in the collision of wisdom.

He was fascinated by the ancient times, and he was not the only one, many wizards were like this.

Of course, this does not mean that today's wizards are less intelligent than those in ancient times. Various disciplines and spells are still developing and improving, but many things are no longer within the reach of low-level wizards.

The powerful wizards all entered the lower level, and the broken and suspended continent became a natural barrier to isolate the communication between wizards of different levels.

"I guess Ewakui may have accidentally obtained some of the ancient spirit witch's cultivation methods. The spirit he has currently displayed is not as powerful as the legend says, and he should not have communicated with the Palace of All Spirits.
However, at this stage of the Mist Wizard, he is powerful enough. Evaqui's strength may be comparable to the strongest geniuses of the three large wizard forces such as Andariel.

Of course, whether it is true or not, we will have to wait until they fight to find out."

Orion took a sip of tea and said calmly.

Ronan gently stirred the reddish-brown tea in the cup with a small silver spoon, creating a small vortex of tea soup. He said, "You came to see me, not just to chat with me, right?"

This meeting between the two seemed to have really gotten to the point at this point.

In response to Ronan's question, Orion nodded and said directly: "I came here mainly to see if you have been promoted to level three."

"I let you down."

"That's not true."

Orian said: "If you really advance to level three, I would be surprised... After all, you just condensed the second spiritual power crystal three years ago."

Ronan said nothing, waiting for Orion to continue.

Orion pondered for a while and said, "After the battle of Andariel, I, the survivors of the battle, and some other geniuses from medium-sized wizard forces in the south formed a small private alliance."

Ronan blinked. "To seek revenge on Andariel, the Mask of Phantom Venom?"

"Of course if there's a chance."

Orian said calmly: "The main purpose is to fight for the seat of Heramus this time."

At this time, Orion's voice suddenly stopped. He took out a glowing communication stone from his space ring, checked it, thought for a moment, and then said to Ronan: "There is a party coming up soon. Let's go together. I'll tell you slowly on the way."

Ronan had no objection, and the two walked out of the space tent, led by Orion, talking as they walked.

".This time, the competition for the Heramus Wizards seat is much more intense than in previous sessions. Some people even concluded that this session's Wizards Chief is very likely to receive the true legacy left by Heramus in the South."

"The Spellbinder inheritance that Heramus left in the south has never been taken away?"

“There is a part that is missing, and it is also the most critical part.

No one has ever been able to meet Heramus's requirements for the successor, although no one knows what the standard he set for inheriting this key part of the inheritance is."

Two wizards appeared in the field of vision ahead. Orion raised his hand, and a magic tool on his wrist glowed with light, covering him and Ronan, completely isolating them from any external gazes and mental power.

“Let’s talk about our small alliance group.

There are only thirty-two seats in total, but there are at least three hundred wizards who are eligible to compete for them..."

"so much?"

Ronan was a little surprised. The number reported by Orion was far beyond what he had observed.

“Only more...”

Orion shook his head and said, “Except for the top figures on the first tier who are sure to take a seat and aim to be the chief wizard, there may not even be 20 seats left.

If you want to stand out among the three hundred third-level wizards and win one of the less than twenty seats, it would be too weak to rely on your own strength alone."

"So you plan to work together to ensure that a few of you make it into the top thirty-two?"

Ronan finally understood what Orion wanted to say.

"Yes."

Orian said calmly: "By gathering the strength of dozens of level 3 wizards, we can have a great chance of winning a few seats.

No matter who finally gets the seat, the others will receive corresponding compensation." Ronan had a strange expression on his face.

He was surprised and amazed at the ideas of Orion and his group of second-tier geniuses. This second-best approach could indeed ensure the maximum benefit for everyone.

With the support of the forces behind them, there is no need to worry about someone demolishing the bridge after crossing it.

The key is that if this alliance reaches a cooperation, the relationship between them will become more stable and reliable. When Orion's generation grows up in the future, it will also bring many benefits to the forces they belong to.

'The vision and wisdom of the second generation.'

Ronan sighed in his heart.

"..Now our group is still absorbing strength. The stronger the group is, the greater the benefits of the successful plan will be after the battle begins."

"So you came to me just to get me to join your organization?"

Ronan thought for a moment and said, "I haven't been promoted to level three, but you still haven't changed your mind. It seems that you have a way to allow level two wizards to join the battle."

Orian groaned and said, "I guess so.

In fact, the threshold for Heramus's Wizards seat competition is not based on the third-level wizard, but to be more precise, the third-level combat power.
There have been examples of Level 2 wizards entering the battle before, but such operations are meaningless, because even if a Level 2 wizard has the combat power of a Level 3 wizard, it is still difficult to compete with those Level 3 wizard geniuses who also have the ability to challenge across levels due to the huge gap in realm, and ultimately he will not be able to enter the top 32."

"Just tell me what you will do."

Ronan spoke in a low voice, and even though he was very restrained, one could still hear some urgency in his tone.

As the time for the Wizards' seat battle to officially begin draws closer, the talented youngsters from the south take turns to appear on the stage, but Ronan is still stuck in the promotion stage from level 2 to level 3, slowly climbing up.

It would be a lie to say that there is no urgency at all, it’s just that some things simply cannot be rushed.

Ronan was extremely eager to participate in this event in person. When he heard Orion say that there was a way to enter without actually breaking through to level three, he was naturally surprised.

Orian was also aware of Ronan's current condition. He glanced at Ronan and said, "It's actually very simple... just snatch other people's tickets."

"Snatching other people's tickets?!"

Ronan was startled, and a strange light flashed in his eyes. After an instant, all the light converged.

"Go on."

Ronan calmed down, and there was no more fluctuation on his face.

"I have said everything I wanted to say."

Orian stopped and in front of them, there was a very beautiful and high-end space tent set up in the shadow of a hillside.

Orion led Ronan towards the tent. Ronan's eyes flashed slightly and he suddenly spoke.

"I almost forgot, what is the name of your alliance group?"

"Blue mist."

Orion replied, "The Blue Mist Society."

"The last fog before dawn?"

Ronan murmured, then followed Orion's steps.

He opened the door curtain and walked into the tent.

The space inside is much larger than the space tent Ronan bought, and it is also much more luxurious and comfortable.

There was even a fairly long carpet in front of the door, and right in front of it there was bright light hanging from the top, falling right onto a small pool of water.

There is a long circular table next to the pool. Some people are sitting or standing at the table, talking in low voices.

Each of them looks very young, and the mental fluctuations and soul aura they exude are all above level three. They have outstanding temperaments and look like proud and high-spirited people.

"Orian is here."

The appearance of the two immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the space. It can be seen that Orion's status in this group of people seems to be not low.

After seeing Orion, everyone's eyes immediately and naturally fell on Ronan, followed by the sound of whispers.

Someone shouted at Orian: "Orian, what do you mean? Why did you bring a second-level wizard here?"

The person shouting pointed at Ronan and asked Orion, "Do you want us to get a ticket for him?"

Orian shook his head and said, "He will take care of the ticket issue himself."

"Even if he is able to obtain a ticket to enter, his contribution to the battle will be very limited, but joining the club will help all members share the profits."

The person who spoke was not polite to Orion at all. He was a young man with blue hair, wearing an exquisite bright silver robe with a strange pattern similar to a palm embroidered on it.

"Maybe you can try fighting him."

Orion looked at the blue-haired young man in front of him and said calmly, "I don't think your strength may be as strong as his."

"Aurion, are you insulting me in disguise?"

The blue-haired young man's face suddenly darkened.

"I'm just stating what I believe to be a fact."

The two of them were at loggerheads, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.

"okay."

At this time, a deep and powerful voice sounded.

The owner of the voice was a calm and composed black-haired young man with a leader-like aura. He was the strongest among everyone in the room, having reached the middle stage of level three, and had condensed as many as seven spiritual power crystals!
For example, Orian and the blue-haired young man were only in the early third level, with five spiritual power crystals, and were striving for the sixth level.

"I trust Orion's judgment. Claire, please trust your partner as well."

The black-haired young man spoke up to smooth things over. He seemed to have considerable prestige in this group called the Blue Mist Society. Both Orion and the blue-haired young man gave in. The latter snorted and sat back at the long circular table.

"Welcome to the Blue Mist Society. How should I address you? My friend."

The black-haired young man smiled and stretched out his hand to Ronan, saying, "You can call me Xavier. I belong to the 'Dawn Wind'."

"Ronan Damien, like Orion, is from the Silver Circle."

Ronan briefly introduced himself, and then a black-haired young man named Xavier introduced all the members of the Blue Mist Society in the room to Ronan one by one, showing him enough respect, and everything was impeccable.

(End of this chapter)