Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 245: Eight Ancient True Bodies, Extreme Frost, Unusable Armlets

The tradition of tea parties, like sunset gatherings, is an old tradition in the wizarding world.

In that era when the elements of heaven and earth were still in obscurity and the boundaries between schools were not yet so clear, wizards would light bonfires in the starry wilderness and share knowledge as wine and experiences as delicacies with each other.

Exchange spells, meditations, experimental research results and experiences, and even exchange personally created rune marks.

The brilliance of any civilization is inseparable from the dedication and promotion of people with outstanding talents and broad minds.

Of course, as time has continued to the present, tea parties between wizards have become more purposeful and private.

The glow of dawn was brighter than the scorching sun, shining on the faces of the ring masters of the silver magic rings. Everyone's expression changed, but the first ring master of the fourth-level dawn magic ring remained calm.

He raised his right hand, and the silver-white jewel-studded short staff in his palm emitted a hazy white light. The invisible mechanism in the void was pried open, and the huge metal ring under everyone's feet suddenly collapsed and turned into countless metal cubes of the same size, which bloomed outward like flowers, and then quickly combined, and finally condensed into a huge bowl-shaped platform, with metal stairs extending to all sides, like a connecting bridge, connecting to the location of each magic airship.

The light of "dawn" hanging high in the sky converged, and human figures fell one after another, walking step by step along the metal stairs towards the center.

The entire Silver Magic Circle was alarmed by the sudden and huge movement. A large number of wizards in the Silver Magic Circle flew out from around and under the eight silver-white towers, looking up in confusion.

On the huge metal platform, seven Dawn Wizards gathered together and slowly approached the people in the magic circle.

The seven people were all surrounded by fluctuations of magical power that could almost be touched by the hand. Each of them seemed like an endless source of strength. Every gesture they made exuded an aura that surpassed everything. Even if one was standing at the same height as them, one still had to look up.

The leader was wearing a black robe, had smooth skin and handsome features. He looked like a young man in his thirties, but exuded a sense of vicissitudes. His aura was even stronger than the other six. He was like an ancient pond, with immeasurable depth hidden in his calmness, giving people a sense of déjà vu of having been baptized by the years and accumulated countless knowledge and experience.

Except for the first ring master, the other ring masters whose strength was only at the late stage of third-level wizards all felt like they were suffocating under the close pressure of the seven dawn wizards.

"Manuel, we haven't seen each other for three hundred years..."

The handsome wizard who was the leader of the seven people spoke with a smile, and the first ring master took the initiative to greet him with a calm expression.

All the fourth-level dawn wizards gathered together, and then quickly rose into the sky through the void.

"It's Farrant!"

After watching the handsome black-robed wizard chatting and laughing with the first ring master Manuel, one of the seven ring masters took a deep breath and spoke slowly: "He is the chief disciple of Rona, the only fifth-level wizard in the south, and the current head of the Astrology School."

"Now I know what little trouble Manuel was referring to?"

Someone looked gloomy and whispered through gritted teeth: "Frant is here on behalf of the fifth-level wizard Rona.

They know the details of our magic circle, and I know that they will never let the inheritance of Heramus be taken away from the south so easily!"

In an instant, everyone's mood became heavy.

The heritage left by Heramus in the south was equivalent to a "ticket" for all of them to return to the central region.

Looking at the current situation, it is obvious that the wizards in the south are trying to forcibly keep this "ticket" or even tear it up.

The previous excitement and joy turned into worry and irritation at this moment, and inexplicable emotions surrounded them.

Suddenly, at some point, someone spoke in a deep voice: "So, where is Damien now?
Kirsty, you should know this, right? "

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes immediately turned to one person.

Kirsty faced everyone's gaze, pursed her lips slightly, and said nothing expressionlessly.

In the vast blue sea, a few seabirds are flying freely in the blue sky.

Suddenly, the calm sea surface below became turbulent, and balls of dark blue frost rushed out rapidly from the bottom of the sea. Huge waves rose high, but before they reached the top, they were frozen into a wall by the horrible cold air, and then collapsed and shattered into countless ice flowers.

In just a blink of an eye, the vast expanse of blue and turbulent sea was covered with a thick layer of solid ice, like a smooth mirror standing alone on the sea, reflecting a large area of ​​brilliant sunshine.

"Click——"

The strange scene did not last long, and the sea surface covered with ice was suddenly broken by something.

A large amount of free energy particles gathered between heaven and earth. Large patches of dark clouds rolled in, with dark blue lightning falling from them. Then, from under the broken ice, the head of a giant snake, which was so ferocious, domineering and majestic that it was indescribable, jumped out.

As the giant snake's head emerged, the cold air surging on the sea surface seemed to become dozens of times stronger in an instant, and the terrible cold continued to spread rapidly around along the frozen sea surface.

If you look down from a high altitude, you can see that the sea at this moment looks like a huge piece of blue cloth, and the wrinkles on it are being quickly smoothed out by an invisible force.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Continuous layers of ice exploded, thunder rumbled in the sky, and the absolutely icy atmosphere almost filled the entire world.

Three more giant snake heads emerged from under the ice on the seabed, and the coldness between heaven and earth reached a peak. The originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and even black and blue snow fell.
At this moment, it seemed as if an ancient overlord creature hidden deep in the sea had awakened from its slumber, controlling the ice and snow, and trying to seal off the entire world.

"Kacha kacha——"

A series of sounds of ice breaking were heard.

On the sea surface where the frost was as thick as black fog, a tall and slender figure walked out step by step from the bottom of the water.

He was guarded by four ferocious giant snake heads, and the countless ice and frost surging between heaven and earth seemed to be worshiping him.

A large amount of sea water rolled down from the black robe on his body and turned into billowing white mist before it hit the ground.

A seabird that was affected by the cold air and frozen into a ball of ice, but still maintained its flying posture, landed at the feet of the figure. The latter stretched out a hand and gently touched it, and the frozen seabird silently turned into tiny ice dust and dissipated.

Ronan stared at the seabirds whose all traces had been completely wiped out from this world, and continued forward, slowly walking onto a coral reef island that was only a few square kilometers in size.

He raised his hand gently, and the dark clouds gathered in the sky dispersed, the frozen sea melted, and the four snake heads that looked like ancient frost overlords turned into countless tiny lights and disappeared without a trace.

The sky became clear again, but there were more icebergs of different sizes. The sunlight shone down, reflecting dazzling colors without any warmth. "It seems that this idea is indeed feasible."

Ronan sat casually on the coral reef island, opened his character panel, and his eyes fell on one of the spells behind the skill bar - [Mirror Soul (Expert 142/800)].
Ronan's original plan to develop this rank-less spell, which was obtained from the ruins of the ancient Mirror Garden, was to use his own blood containing the bloodline of the ancient frost hydra as a guide to cast it, so as to simulate a powerful spell summoning creature with some of the aura of the ancient frost hydra.

This idea is actually not wrong, but because the proficiency of [Mirror Soul] is not high, the strength of the spell summons released is far from the level of the trump card. In addition, Ronan has always had an ice crystal snake as a combat pet, so he has never used it much.

But after experiencing the battle for the wizards, Ronan had a sudden idea to use the [Multiple Mirror Lights] sigil to forcibly replicate the [Ancient Bite of Hekaltor] that was a fusion of the four realms when fighting Selina. Ronan suddenly had some new ideas about this spell.

During this period, based on his further understanding of runes, he upgraded the [Multiple Mirror Lights] rune once again, and combined with the replica effect of the [Mirror Soul] spell, he finally achieved the initial realization of [Four Heads. Ancient Bite of Hekalto]!
At first, [Multiple Mirror Lights] only replicated a trace of the fusion of the Four Dharma Domains and it almost collapsed. Now, with the assistance of [Mirror Soul], it can perfectly withstand the backlash of the power of [Four Heads].

Not only is the power of his spells far greater than when he fought Selina, Ronan even feels that he has some strength left. Under extreme conditions, he may try to condense the [Five Songs]!
The ancient frost hydra Hekate has a total of eight heads. The spells created by Ronan based on Hekate's ancient true body will become more powerful with each additional snake head condensed.

From [Hektor's Desperate Gaze], only one eye of Hektor's true form was constructed.

Go to [Hektor's Ancient Bite] and construct a head of Hektor's true body.

Then go to [Fourth Poem. Devour of the Ancients].

The power of this spell is constantly approaching the area representing "taboo"!

"I am now using [Four Heads], and my power is already infinitely close to the realm of the forbidden realm. I may be able to fully enter the realm of [Five Heads]...
Or if we integrate a new ice-type extraordinary domain into it, and achieve the fusion of five or six domains, we may also be able to achieve the effect of a true forbidden domain."

Ronan sat on the frozen beach and thought silently.

The former requires him to continue to study the space and mirror runes in his hands, and continue to optimize and upgrade [Multiple Mirror Lights] to increase the tolerance limit and replication effect of [Multiple Mirror Lights], or to practice the proficiency of the [Mirror Soul] spell to a higher level.

The latter is to continue to delve into the path of integrating multiple domains of law. The more domains of law are integrated, the stronger the ancient majesty of Hekalto can be reproduced.

There are two ways, and it is hard to say which one is easier. The best way is to do both.

"If I can push the power of this original spell of mine to the realm of forbidden magic, then once I encounter an enemy I cannot resist, I won't have to knock on the 'Forbidden Door' and risk being eroded by Hekalto's will by using the power of [Forbidden Red Ice]."

[Taboo. Red Ice] represents the killing power of ice among the eight extremes of frost, and is engraved on one of Hekalto's snake heads.

Ronan never understood it, it was Hekator who "instilled" it in him.

This power does not entirely belong to him. It is a double-edged sword. While killing his opponent, it will also cut himself, so he has always treated it with caution.

Ronan glanced at the proficiency of several "cornerstone spells" in his ice magic system again -

[Ice Hockey - Desperate Freeze (Master 1351/1600)

Frost Ray - Ice Veins (Master 1322/1600)

Ice Blade - Frozen Weapon (Master 1407/1600)

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The higher the master level proficiency, the more difficult it is to improve each point. However, because he has the blood of the ancient frost hydra, the speed of improvement of these spell proficiency has always been quite steady. After returning to the East Coast to complete the soul and increase the "intelligence", the speed of improvement has become more obvious.

It is estimated that it will not take long to reach the third level of Dharma domain resonance.

Among the other ice mages who have reached the master level, [Frost Spear] and [Ice Armor] are also about to enter the second stage. Ronan has already thought about it. He will use [Ice Armor] to construct the scales of "Hekalto's" ancient true body. The next step is to use [Frost Spear] to construct Hekalto's "teeth".

By then, the power of the fusion of multiple domains will surely reach a higher level, and "taboo" will not be far away for him.

"This time when I return to the south, I must go to Whitestone Castle. In addition to asking Aunt Soraya for the third-level inheritance of the 'Frozen Earth' flow, I will also ask her about the 'Allis Ice Ring'."

Ronan subconsciously touched the center of his collarbone under his neck, where he had been wearing the 'Ice Ring Necklace of Alris'. Now that the necklace was broken, the ice ring turned into a special mark, branded into his soul.

Putting aside the training plan of the ice magic system for the moment, Ronan flipped his palm and a crystal glass-like ring appeared on his palm.

The light inside the circle flows slightly, as if an entire galaxy is hidden within it, filled with indescribable mystery and beauty.

Ronan stared at the ring for a long time, then slowly put it on his arm.

Then he took a deep breath, a light appeared in his eyes, and he slowly pointed his finger at the sea in front of him.

Instantly, in the consciousness space, nine spiritual power crystals shone at the same time, the [Multiple Mirror Light] symbol lit up, and an extremely strong mysterious aura surged out.
Between heaven and earth, endless free energy particles swarmed in, and in the blink of an eye condensed into a huge and majestic colorful and quiet river.

One, two, three.
Four seven-colored rivers emerged, then converged at one point, gathered together and flowed out, forming a huge, deep, dark, bottomless vortex.

A forbidden aura was born, dark clouds rolled in the sky, and dazzling thunder fell.
On the vast sea surface, countless sea water was stirred, and a giant bottomless vortex of sea water took shape. Its power was so terrifying, like a tsunami caused by the collapse of the sky.

However, until this terrifying vortex phenomenon showed signs of decay and collapse, Ronan's temples were covered with beads of sweat, and his fingertips were almost trembling. What he wanted was -

The black hole that swallows everything, absorbs everything, and destroys everything has not been created.

"Why?!"

"call--"

Ronan dropped his arms suddenly as if he had lost his strength, breathing heavily, his brows tightly furrowed on his pale and handsome face.

"Why can't I pry the power of this armband anymore?"

Ronan gritted his teeth, deeply puzzled.

Since embarking on the journey back to the south, he has tried many times to recreate the [Forbidden Black Hole], but none of them succeeded.

The Spellbinder Armband that he had easily manipulated when facing the fifth-level wizard of the Resurrection Society in the Wizards War now seemed to be "dead" in his hands and was not under any control of him.

There is absolutely no additional amplification effect on the spell [Energy Missile - Particle Torrent].

(End of this chapter)