Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 196 Fairy Ancient City, Looting, Entering (asking for guaranteed monthly ticket)

Of course, Ronan knew very well that everything Xavier did was for Orion's sake.

After a brief acquaintance with the members of the Blue Mist Society who were present, they began to discuss matters related to the battle, and no one paid attention to Ronan anymore.

It was obvious that no one would really take to heart what Orian had just said when he was arguing with the blue-haired young man Claire. Maybe Orian just wanted to simply annoy Claire, the young wizard who had always been at odds with him.

Ronan was very "tactful" and stood in the crowd as a "little transparent" person. When the Blue Mist Society's meeting was almost over, he found a random excuse to leave.

Ronan was indifferent to Orion's attempt to get him into the "Blue Mist Society".

Orion knows his potential, and his sights are not just on the upcoming battle for a spot in the Herams Wizards.

He has grown a lot in the past year or so. In addition to understanding the gap between himself and the truly top talents in the South, he has also begun to think more long-term about the future.

Although the Blue Mist Society is only a start-up now, the identities of its members determine the power that this group may have in the future.

Orion is "determined" to have Laronan join, probably because he wants to start building his own faction within the Blue Mist Society.
Of course, these things have nothing to do with Ronan. The biggest gain from his meeting with Orion was that he got a way to participate in the battle without having to advance to level three.

Ronan felt completely relieved.

Next, he spent almost all his time in his space tent, meditating and making final preparations.

During this period, I occasionally contacted Orion.

Wizarding geniuses from the south continued to arrive in an endless stream, and on a sunny afternoon, Ronan met Rufus.

He was being chased closely, like a blood-red hurricane rushing into the gathering place. Dozens of space tents and unlucky wizards were caught in the disaster and were overturned to the ground.

Ronan could feel from afar the violent, depressed and frustrated emotions that filled Rufus' body, as if he might catch and beat up any dog ​​that passed by at any time. God knows how he had survived the past two years.

The "Stone Peak" inherited wizard who was chasing Rufus looked like a stone boy, driving a black stone giant that was dozens of meters tall. He was terrifying. When entering the venue, the wizards along the way automatically separated to both sides like water waves. The boy sat on the shoulders of the black stone giant and walked all the way to the innermost area of ​​the gathering place before stopping. No one stopped him.
After Rufus and the boy from Stonehenge arrived, no other particularly dazzling figures appeared, and the huge gathering place became quiet. The communication and movement between wizards became less frequent, and everyone seemed to be waiting for something. There was a sense of calm before the storm.

The energy cloud gathering above the ruins of the ancient fairy city is becoming thicker and thicker, and the fluctuations of the ancient magic circle below are becoming more and more obvious.

at some point.

"Boom!"

A huge sound suddenly exploded in the sky, and countless people opened their eyes and soared into the sky.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the grass in the center of the gathering place suddenly collapsed, followed by colorful light gushing out from deep underground like a spring.

In the extremely gorgeous and stunning sunset glow, everyone saw a magnificent, ancient city filled with dreamy colors slowly rising.

The true gathering of southern wizard geniuses, the fight for the inheritance of the legendary natural law-bearer Heramus has officially begun.

Ronan walked out of the tent quickly, folded the space tent, and then flew forward.

At this time, all the wizards in the entire gathering place were rushing forward, and the division into four levels of people was no longer so clear and obvious.

It was clearly noon, but when I looked up I couldn't see the bright sun. The whole world was filled with colorful streams of energy.

The mysterious ancient fairy city reappeared among the mountains and valleys.

"Legend has it that Heramus once raised a large group of fairies, and he even had a companion from the ancient fairy tribe.
After his fall, his fairy companion died with him, and the ancient fairies who followed Heramus have been guarding his heritage until now."

Ronan heard a middle-aged second-level wizard not far away muttering to himself fanatically.

For many wizards, they don't need to participate in this battle for inheritance. Just witnessing it is enough to make them excited.

After all, it is a grand event that takes place once every hundred years. It is the closest that many wizards have ever been to the legendary epics recorded in wizard books...it is almost within reach.

Ronan looked at the hazy and dreamy ancient fairy city, his figure constantly shuttling among the crowd.

He gradually entered a territory filled with third-level wizards, but at this moment almost everyone's attention was attracted by the newly emerged ancient fairy city, and no one paid any attention to his transgression. Occasionally, some third-level wizards noticed him, but they just glanced at him casually and then looked away.

Thousands of feet of energy and colorful light fell, and the full picture of the mysterious ancient fairy city finally appeared in front of everyone.

This is a huge city that resembles an ancient castle. Except for the bottom circle where you can see some peculiarly shaped streets and buildings...if you go up, you can only see some blurry scenes.

The entire ancient fairy city is like a huge mirage. It seems to exist before your eyes, but it seems to exist in another dimension of space, giving people a sense of illusion and unreality.

“Ding ding ding—rustling—”

Suddenly, a strange and pleasant sound resounded between heaven and earth.

The sound is like cowbells blown by the wind, or like the playful laughter of a young girl.

Before everyone immersed in the sound could react, countless colorful streams of light suddenly burst out from the Fairy Ancient City.

This scene is so beautiful.

Countless colorful streams of light flew up into the sky and then quickly drooped down, as if someone had suddenly set off an extremely grand magical fireworks display.

The dreamy and beautiful atmosphere was rendered to the extreme at this moment.

And those falling seven-colored lights began to gather towards some people.

They were all wizards whose mental strength had reached level three. The streams of light gathered into balls of light, from which emerged delicate and cute little people with wings.

The selected third-level wizards were naturally led by the goblins to fly towards the ancient city.
"here we go!"

Ronan's eyes flashed with brilliance, and when the seven-colored stream of light transformed into a goblin and led the third-level wizards into the arena, he realized that the "tickets" for this battle had officially begun to be distributed.

The communication stone belonging to Orion in the space ring had already been flashing as a reminder.

Ronan took a deep breath and looked at the nearest third-level wizard.

But before he could choose a target to "rob", he suddenly heard a series of spell collision and roaring sounds in his ears.

He turned his head sharply and saw several battles breaking out. Both sides of the battle were, without exception, second- and third-level wizards.

"It looks like I'm not the only one trying to force my way in."

"Boom!"

In the deepest part near the ancient fairy city, a more intense battle broke out. Ronan caught a glimpse of a burning, high-speed rotating red lotus cane and frowned.

"Molly?"

"Why did she fight with someone again?"

Of course, now is not the time to worry about this.

Most of the "invited" third-level wizards have begun to move towards the ancient city rapidly.

Ronan quickly locked onto a young male wizard with short gray hair, wearing purple clothes with gold patterns.

"Titanium" poured out from under his robe like thick black ink, wrapping his entire body layer by layer. After perfectly covering his entire body, a point of silver light bloomed from the center of Ronan's eyebrows, and then in an instant he completely turned into a deep, dark silver color.

It was as if he was wearing a suit of ancient silver armor, and on this silver armor, there were many small shark-tooth-like mouths growing on it, opening and closing quickly. It had a mixture of ancient luxury and terrifying creepiness, exuding a mysterious and strange aura.

"Shh-"

Ronan teleported and appeared in front of the target third-level wizard.

His sudden blocking of the road startled the other party, and he stopped immediately.

There was a sound of laughter coming from afar, and a wizard who was familiar with him shouted to the short-haired wizard jokingly, "Oscar, it seems that you were chosen by this level 2 kid.

He thinks you are the weakest in this area, and he plans to snatch the ticket from you!"

"Shut up!"

The white-haired wizard looked grim, and his eyes darkened instantly when he looked at Ronan. "Are you sure you want to steal my ticket?"

Before the white-haired wizard could finish his words, he saw the man in strange silver armor in front of him raise his hand towards him, and countless silver-white metal tentacles suddenly sprouted from his arms and body.

He had no time to react before countless metal tentacles wrapped around him.

'Bad trick'

The white-haired wizard snorted coldly, his lips moved rapidly, and uttered spell syllables one by one accompanied by powerful mental power, and a large amount of energy particles gathered in the air.

"stagnate."

However, all this stopped after the man in silver armor said two words lightly.

The entangled metal tentacles melted into a huge silver plate, and a mysterious aura gushed out.

The white-haired wizard's lips, facial muscles, body movements, and even the beating of his heart all stopped while he was chanting, and his entire body seemed to be poured into a flat surface and solidified in an instant as if tons of cement had been poured into it.

A trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes, followed by a strong burst of brilliance, and the aura of the Dharma domain burst out from his body, as if trying to break through all the constraints.

"【Broken Silver】, collapse!"

The figure in silver-white armor opened his five fingers and made a fist, then spoke softly.

In an instant, the huge silver plate that imprisoned the white-haired wizard automatically shattered. An indescribable force of shattering and breaking emerged from the broken part of the silver plate. The latter's domain of law was torn into pieces before it was completely formed.

"Ahhhhh!!"

The white-haired wizard roared in shock and anger, and the fragments of the metal silver plates that shattered and flew around whistling and flying back. A large amount of black and silver-white interwoven light and shadows streaked through the void and quickly converged on one point.

"Whoosh-"

The roar stopped abruptly.

The robe was torn to pieces, and a bloody figure fell to the ground with an unwilling look on his face.

The man in silver armor took a step forward, and suddenly appeared at the place where the white-haired wizard had been standing, as if he had teleported, with a winged elf figurine gently held in his right hand.

At this moment, the surrounding area fell into an eerie silence.

The expressions on the faces of the third-level wizards who were originally watching coldly all looked extremely strange.

Not far away, a level 3 wizard who had made a mocking and laughing sound before now kept his mouth shut.

Every wizard who witnessed the battle looked at Ronan, who was wrapped in titanium, with shock and disbelief.

too fast!
This battle ended too quickly.

It took less than three breaths of time, almost a single encounter, and the third-level wizard named Oscar was severely injured and lost his ticket.

If the other party had not obviously shown mercy, Oscar might even have died.

And the one who easily "killed" him was just a second-level wizard? !

You have to know that those who have the confidence to come and compete for this seat are not ordinary wizards. They are the elite of a wizarding force and the best among their peers.

How could someone be treated as a "weakling" and easily trampled upon by others? !

"Damn, I seem to feel the mystery of space magic"

"Another monster"

The third-level wizards who were watching murmured in low voices and dared not stay any longer. They glanced at Ronan with fearful eyes, as if they wanted to remember what he looked like, and then left in a hurry.

“It looks like it’s feasible.”

Ronan ignored the people around him who were avoiding him like the plague, his attention was all on the little goblin in his hand.

After a brief struggle and anxiety, the goblin that he had forcibly snatched from someone else seemed to choose to accept reality and began to become well-behaved and docile.

"Firegaron! Just wait for me!!"

A loud roar came from the distance, containing unwillingness, anger, and a hint of fear.

Ronan looked in the direction of the voice and saw a second-level wizard with long hair and a heroic appearance standing in mid-air, holding tightly in his hand a screaming goblin figurine. He looked coldly at the third-level wizard who was fleeing in a panic after saying some harsh words.

It seems that the other party did the same thing as himself.

As if sensing Ronan's gaze, the young wizard named Fiergaron turned his head and looked over, and the two looked at each other from a distance.

After half a breath, the young man withdrew his gaze and left quickly.

"We should go too..."

Ronan stretched out a finger and touched the beautiful girl in his hand, who seemed to be shrunk a hundred times, and the elf who looked quite similar to the dust elf Arrietty that he kept in the silver magic ring, and spoke softly.

He took a deep breath, and an unprecedented light burst out from his crystal blue eyes, and he kept approaching the direction of the ancient fairy city.

All the "invited" third-level wizards, guided by their respective "tickets", flocked into the embrace of the ancient fairy city like moths attracted to the light.

Ronan was still a little worried at first, but when he saw with his own eyes that Fieregallon, who had snatched someone else's ticket just like him, entered the ancient fairy city smoothly, this last bit of worry completely disappeared.

As they approached the entrance to the ancient fairy city, Ronan saw the Ash Witch Mollyl waving the red lotus staff in her hand.

No one knows what's wrong with this guy. He clearly has a "ticket" in his hand, but instead of entering the city, he frantically attacks the hazy light curtain outside the ancient fairy city, with a gritting-teeth expression on his face.

'There's something wrong'

Ronan shook his head and didn't bother to care about her. Under the guidance of the elf in his hand, he easily passed through the outer barrier and stepped into the legendary ancient city.

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