Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 205 Dark Horse, Take Your Seat, Qualifying Battle Begins

"Why have you never seen this person before?"

"It's just the beginning of level three, two levels lower than Andariel.
Where in the south can such a powerful and overbearing ice magic heritage come from?"

"Not only is he a top-level ice mage, he also has a mastery of metal magic. I can even sense the fluctuations of space magic..."

There were constant murmurs among the onlookers, and the eyes of almost every wizard were filled with shock and disbelief.

When the battle for the wizard seat in Herams kicked off, some people might have thought that Andariel would be defeated, but no one ever thought that Andariel would lose in the first round, and at the hands of an "unknown" mysterious wizard.

The inexplicable emotion was like a huge rock that kept growing bigger and bigger, slowly rolling across the field.

On the Blue Mist Society's side, although Claire had given them a dose of "vaccination" in advance, several geniuses from medium-sized wizarding forces, led by Harvid, were still greatly shocked. They looked at each other, speechless.

Even Claire herself, with a relatively calm expression, had a huge wave of turmoil in her heart.

He knew that Ronan was very strong, and he also knew that after being promoted to level three, Ronan's strength would surely rise again, but he didn't expect that he would be so powerful that he tore apart Andariel's "horror myth" as soon as they met.

"He probably hasn't practiced the third-level spell yet."

Claire pursed her lips tightly and subconsciously looked at Orion beside her.

He saw that Orion's eyes were a little dazed and confused at this moment, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ronan stood calmly in the air, picked up Andariel's broken arm, pried open the clenched fingers, and picked up the gray-white bone spur in his palm.

In fact, he did not completely avoid the attack of the bone spur. He was still affected to a certain extent when the black light released by the bone spur shot past him.

The effect comes from the soul and there is a slight burning sensation.

It is hard to imagine what his situation would be like if he was completely hit by the ghost light.

No wonder Andariel used it as a "trump card". Of course, this "trump card" is now his.

Ronan put the bone spur into his space ring, leaving it to be checked later when he had time. He raised his eyes and fixed them on Andariel who was resting on a lit stone pillar in the distance.

During the battle, wizards who have not completely lost their combat effectiveness will only be deprived of most of their soul smoke after a defeat, but they will still have the opportunity to continue to participate in the battle.

So after Andariel lost an arm, he was not "expelled". The gray smoke of his soul was so thick that the remaining small part could even light up the stone pillar and qualify him to take a seat.

Ronan gained great benefits. The gray smoke plundered from Andariel condensed into a majestic gray cloud behind him, and his soul power also increased greatly.

At this time, he had been in the state of [Boiling Lake] with high fighting spirit for a long time, which caused him to be slightly mentally exhausted, but his overall condition was even better than before the battle with Andariel.

The fourth spiritual power crystal that had just condensed in the consciousness space grew several times larger. He even felt that he had touched the opportunity to condense the fifth crystal.

"This battle isn't over yet, why are you in such a hurry to withdraw?"

Ronan had no intention of letting Andariel go. As he spoke, he stepped on the void and walked towards Andariel step by step.

An invisible force slowly emanated from Ronan.

The wizards who were watching were all stunned when they saw this scene, and then their expressions suddenly became excited.

When had they ever seen Andariel being provoked like this? When had they ever seen the arrogant Andariel being forced into such a situation?
Many people breathed rapidly, looking forward to the moment when Andariel would be truly killed.

"I admit that I underestimated you. You must have endured it for a long time, just for this moment."

On the stone pillar, Andariel, who had lost one arm, had a face so gloomy that water almost dripped out of it.

He looked at Ronan, who took out a sturdy arm that was quite disproportionate to his body size from the space ring, pressed it on his shoulder, sprinkled some kind of powder, and recited a spell quickly.

Soon, the newly grafted arm began to move freely, but compared with the other arm, it was one big and one small, and looked a little deformed and weird.

Andariel took a slow step forward, emitting an aura that seemed even more terrifying than before.

Ronan was not surprised. As a person standing at the top of the pyramid of the younger generation of wizards in the south, it was impossible for Andariel to be defeated by him.

He must have other means and other cards he hasn't played. When all the contempt is put away, Andariel will be the most dangerous next.

of course
Ronan was looking forward to it as well.

Ronan and Andariel looked at each other from a distance, invisible momentum rising from their bodies, spreading, and clashing in the void.

The atmosphere on the field suddenly became tense again.

Almost everyone was paying attention to this battle, but at this moment, a sudden commotion interrupted the war that was about to break out.

"Hurry! There are only three positions left!" Several wizards rushed towards the central stone pillar. At this time, many people discovered that the light curtain symbolizing the progress of the first round of the battle had shrunk to the front without them noticing.

There was even a wizard who was too focused on watching the battle and was caught off guard by the light curtain and was eliminated directly.

Suddenly the field became chaotic.

At this point in the battle, most of the seats have been settled, with only a few that were previously occupied by Andariel still vacant, and now there are only three left.

As it involved themselves, many wizards no longer cared about "eating spectators and watching the show" and rushed towards the remaining three stone pillars.

Many people only remembered halfway through their rush that the soul smoke on their bodies was not enough to light up the stone pillars, and then a small-scale melee broke out.

The sudden chaos made Ronan frown. He saw Andariel looking at him with a sneer, his mouth shape changing - "I will wait for you in the ring, and twist your head off bit by bit", and then his face turned cold, as if he was no longer looking at him.

Ronan also quickly lost his will to fight. Compared to defeating Andariel again, the next Wizards ranking battle was obviously more important.

Now the grey smoke of his soul was as vast as clouds, more than enough to light up a stone pillar.

With the previous experience of Andariel's broken arm, no one in the field dared to compete with Ronan.

He flew towards a stone pillar, and the wizards near the pillar immediately dispersed. No one could stop this rising star from the south with terrifying strength from taking his seat.

Ronan did not rush to light up the stone pillar, but instead turned his gaze in the direction of the Blue Mist Society and others.

He didn't mind grabbing a position for Orion, but after seeing his battle with Andariel, Orion seemed to have lost a lot of his edge. When Ronan looked at him with inquiring eyes, Orion just slowly shook his head.

However, the president of the Blue Mist Society, Harvid, who was standing next to him, had an eager expression on his face.

After a while.

The light curtain stopped shrinking, and in the center of the ancient fairy city, all thirty-two sky-high light pillars lit up.

The ancient fairy city, which had been in a hazy and blurred state, suddenly became clear and real at this moment, and the barrier between the inside and outside of the space seemed to be completely broken.

The eliminated wizards retreated one by one, and the figures of tens of thousands of wizards waiting to watch the battle outside the city appeared.

The huge ancient city slowly sank under the countless shrinking colorful streams of light, and between heaven and earth, only thirty-two magnificent white light pillars remained.

All the wizards of Herams are seated, and the climax of this event will begin from this moment.

"Thank you, Damien.

After this battle is over, I will gather all the members of the Blue Mist Society and nominate you to be the president."

Xavier stood on an adjacent stone platform and saluted Ronan from a distance to express his gratitude.

Ronan shook his head and said nothing.

He finally helped Harvid get a spot. Including him, two members of the Blue Mist Society made it into the top 32, which is a very good record.

Right now, it seems to be the preparation stage for the upcoming battle for the seat ranking.

In the thirty-two seats, everyone was silently preparing and waiting.

Many eyes were on Ronan. The result of his battle with Andariel was beyond many people's expectations. Many people were surprised at this dark horse that suddenly emerged.

Ronan looked back at the people who were looking at him, and the first one he saw was Selena.

Rumor has it that Selena was the first person to light up the stone pillar, and she has not been challenged since then.

The top talents in the first echelon tacitly avoided conflicts in the first round of the battle. Even Andariel would only occupy a seat and reap the secondary talents in the final stage.

The premature collision between Ronan and Andariel was definitely an accident. Originally, he didn't need to step on such an important stepping stone to get to the top.

At this moment, the princess from the Central Court of Life maintained her usual superior attitude, and she looked at Ronan with calm eyes.

This look made Ronan feel very uncomfortable.

He knew very well that someone like Selina would never look at you in the right light unless you severely frustrated her in the aspects that she was most proud of.

"If there is a chance"

Ronan lowered his eyes slightly, avoiding Selina's gaze.

He really wanted to try doing this.

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