Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 262: Faceless Stone Man, Mythology Era, Power of the Holy Shrine
Ronan shook his head, "Where should I go to find you next?"

The giant green flame face said, "Wait for me where you are. I will find you."

After saying that, the giant face exploded and turned into countless green sparks that dissipated into the air.

The flames on the ground also went out. Since Ewakuei asked him to wait there, he stayed there.

To be honest, Ronan had just arrived in the central region and was unfamiliar with the place. If Ewakuei really gave him an address and asked him to go there on his own, he would frown.

Before coming, Farin of the Mystic Power Workshop gave him a map of the central continent, but it was a very simple map, with only the spheres of influence of a few super-large wizarding forces marked on it.

——The Court of Life, the Pendulum of Fate, and Tangista.

These are the three wizard empires in the central continent.

The Court of Life is approximately an ellipse, the Pendulum of Destiny is in the shape of a triangle, and Tangista is like a coiled snake. The three empires are in a triangular shape on the map, with a blank area between them. The center surrounded by the three empires is an unknown blank.

Ronan's current location should be in a mountain range on the southern edge of the central continent, very close to the Court of Life, but he did not find the address of the "Elemental Ring" on the map.

Ronan put the conspicuous long-distance airship into the space ring, lit a bonfire, and then caught some river fish in the stream.

A kind of fish that is generally two fingers long, half a finger wide, with pale purple scales. He didn't know its name and he had never seen it in the south, but it tasted extremely delicious and was a great choice whether grilled or cooked in soup.

A third-level wizard is not completely extraordinary and also needs to eat regularly. Ronan has been eating dry food on the airship for half a year and it is rare for him to taste the deliciousness of fresh ingredients.

The scent of the river fish attracted several waves of wild beasts and monsters, but they were all scared away by the aura revealed by Ronan.

Before we knew it, the sun had set and the moon and stars filled the night sky.

By the stream, with the sound of gurgling water, Ronan gently wiped the corners of his lips in the moonlight and stood up. Under his robe was a pile of fish bones like a small mountain.

He had caught almost all the purple-scaled fish in this wild stream today. It would probably take some time for the stream to return to its former bustle.

Ronan originally wanted to practice meditation and test the secret technique of [Spiral Palace] that he had just constructed, but under the huge full moon above his head, a black shadow flew towards him quickly.

He squinted his eyes and saw clearly that it was a group of black owls with white heads. When they got closer, he saw the densely packed owls gathering together and finally transformed into a strong human figure that quietly landed in front of him.

"May the spirits bless you, my friend."

Ewakwe performed the ancient ritual for Ronan, opening his arms and embracing him warmly.

Ronan returned the greeting with courtesy. He was a little surprised. He didn't expect Ewaqui to arrive so quickly. He had been mentally prepared to wait here for half a month or even longer.

"Thank you again for coming, Damien."

Ewakuei's eyes were pure and his words were sincere, he was nothing like the overbearing and arrogant man he was during the battle for the Wizards, maybe this was his true self.

"I should be the one thanking you."

Ronan shook his head. Whether it was the mysterious finger bone that Ewaqui gave him to conceal the aura of his soul, or the guidance on his soul, it was of immense help to him.

"You don't need to talk about this between friends."

Ewakui looked Ronan up and down with a smile, and a strange look appeared in his eyes. "Your soul problem has almost been solved perfectly. You have become stronger than you were a year ago."
If I can successfully pass the test this time, I might be able to help you solve the remaining problems you have."

Ronan's expression changed slightly. He knew what Evaqui was referring to—the remaining will of Hekalto!

Although he used some means to "send" most of Hekaltor's revived will to the Ice Crystal Demon Snake, as long as Hekaltor's blood was still flowing in his body and he kept using this power, Hekaltor's will would never be completely extinguished in his body.

This has always been a problem that has been bothering him, but he has no good solution. The ancient witch is an expert in the soul, and Ewaqui might really have the means to solve it.

"Let's go."

After a brief greeting, Evaqui called Ronan to leave, "This place is not far from the nearest entrance to the Hall of All Souls. We should be able to enter in time for the next full moon..."

Ronan nodded, and the two set off into the night.

Evaqui is much more familiar with the Central Continent than Ronan, but that is only relative to Ronan. He also doesn't know much about the three major wizard empires and a number of large wizard forces.

Ewakui explained: "I have spent most of my time in the Central Continent wandering in areas outside of my power. With strength like you and me, we can only be considered at the bottom of the heap in the Central Continent.

Before I was officially recognized by all the spirits, I didn’t dare to expose myself to the vision of some large forces. ”

Ronan expressed his understanding. In ancient times, the Spirit Witch had caused great turmoil in the wizarding world. There was no guarantee that there were no grudges against him among the current wizarding forces. After all, the central region was different from the southern region. A Level 4 Dawn could almost do whatever it wanted.

From what Ewakuei revealed in his words, it can be known that in the Central Region, even fourth-level wizards are quite common.

He may not even be considered a local powerful person. He can only be said to be quite powerful and barely has the qualifications to travel around the mainland.

This is a bigger stage.

Ronan felt a faint sense of anticipation in his heart.

The two wandered among the mountains, going deeper and deeper into the primitive realm. At noon of the fifth day, they finally arrived at the entrance to the Temple of All Spirits as Ewakuei had mentioned.

"This is it."

Pushing aside the tangled branches, a damp and slightly foul smell came towards them. Ewaqui led Ronan to a place.

This was a not very big swamp, with the gray-black mud filled with dead branches and leaves, as well as the corpses of wild animals, some fresh and some rotten, that had drowned in it.

"There are still three days until the full moon."

Ewakui looked up at the sky and said to Ronan, "I need to make some preparations. You can take a rest."

Ronan nodded, and then he saw Evaqua stepping into the swamp alone.

He completely ignored the filth and stench, allowed the filthy mud to cover his entire body, and with a solemn and pious demeanor, he picked up a half-rotten, maggot-infested bird corpse from the swamp, then walked back to the dry shore step by step.

Ewakui chanted an ancient prayer and gently placed the bird corpse in his hand on the ground. He exuded an inexplicable sacred aura, as if he was performing a special ceremony.

Ronan saw with his own eyes that the rotten bird corpse melted into the soil like wax, and then a half-illusory glowing bird flew out from the ground, and finally turned into countless points of light and merged into the vast forest.

Ewakuei kept repeating this behavior. He carried out the animal corpses from the swamp one by one, and sent off their souls one by one with a mysterious ritual, with great piety.

After a wizard is officially promoted, his soul will be initially sublimated, and even if his body is destroyed, there is a certain probability that his soul can be preserved.

At this time, if there is a special secret method to bless the wizard, he can also survive for a long period of time in the form of a soul, but it is difficult to make further progress, and he will eventually be unable to avoid returning to the land of peace.

During Ewakuei's "ritual", Ronan was thinking about the relationship between the soul and the body. For some reason, watching Ewakuei's ritual gave him an unprecedented peace and tranquility in his heart.

He watched as the mud in the swamp gradually decreased and the water level dropped inch by inch as the animal carcasses were removed.

Three days later, at dusk near the full moon, the entire swamp completely disappeared, replaced by a dry basin. All the mud in the swamp had flowed away to an unknown place, and in the center of the basin stood a black faceless stone man. "It's done."

Evaqui, who was behind him, gave Ronan a look and led him step by step into the basin, towards the location of the black stone man.

At this time, the sun's rays completely disappeared, and a full moon like a disk rose from the treetops.

The silver moonlight spread over the entire basin. The sounds of insects and birds chirping in the jungle disappeared at some point, and the entire forest was plunged into a huge atmosphere of mystery and tranquility.

Ronan followed Ewakui to the stone man and saw Ewakui take out a strangely shaped bone knife from the animal skin bag, cut his palm, and then drip blood bit by bit on the top of the stone man's head.

"The same is true for witnesses. Otherwise, you will not be qualified to enter the Hall of All Spirits."

Ewakui handed the bone knife to Ronan, looked him in the eyes, and said seriously: "I need to inform you in advance that after entering the Hall of Spirits, most spells cannot be cast.
If you regret it now, it's not too late, Damien."

Ronan was silent for a while, then calmly took the bone knife from Ewakui's hand, and imitated what Ewakui had just done, cutting his palm and dripping blood on the stone man.

Ewakwi was visibly relieved when he saw this, and the look in his eyes became more intimate and trusting.

After returning the bone knife to Ewakui, he recited an ancient and difficult spell in a hurried voice, and at the same time, with his bloody fingers, he began to draw some strange patterns on the surface of the stone man.

It looks like some special rune, or like a totem symbol of an ancient tribe.

Ewakui then dripped blood a few more times until the pattern was painted all over the stone man's body. At this time, the full moon above the two men's heads just rose to the sky, and the moonlight fell on the stone man. A layer of light silver mist rose, and the black stone man trembled slightly, and then two black holes suddenly appeared on the face without facial features, and thick black liquid flowed out of the holes continuously.

"Um?!"

Ronan noticed that the stone man was "crying" and felt somehow familiar with him, and couldn't help but let out a slightly surprised sound.

"Have you seen this stone sculpture of a sacrificial spirit before?"

Ewakwi looked back at him and slowly wiped the blood from his hands.

"Do not."

Ronan shook his head and explained, "I've only seen something similar to this."

He briefly told Ewakui about the "holy shrine" stone pillar he had seen.

Yes, the stone man in front of him was made of a material very similar to the shrine altar that Ronan found when he was chasing the ice crystal snake outside the White Stone Castle. They were both made of similar materials and also secreted black liquid of unknown composition.

He originally just thought they were similar, but he didn't expect that after listening to his story, Ewakui confirmed his guess.

"Yes, the sacrificial stone pillar was originally made of holy shrine stone. Your feeling is correct."

"Sacred Stone"

Ronan couldn't help but ask: "Can you tell me in detail?"

He had learned about the shrine from an old notebook he had obtained from old Wells when he was an apprentice. He had always been curious about it, but the notebook did not describe much.

Ewakui seemed to have a lot to learn, so he naturally didn't want to miss this opportunity to learn.

At this time, the black liquid flowing from the stone man's face had accumulated into a thin layer under the feet of the two people. Evaqui had no intention of moving. It could be seen that the next process would take some time. He pondered for a moment, then said to Ronan: "There are many rumors about the shrine, and its origin can even be traced back to the ancient times."

"Before the ancient times?"

Ronan was stunned.

"Yes."

Evaqui nodded and said calmly: "That chaotic era when the elements were ignorant and even runes had not yet been born.

That era is also known as the mythological period. "

"Mythology.. Period"

This was the first time Ronan heard this name.

"It is said that in the mythological period, gods and their agents were rampant in the world, and extremely brutal wars broke out between them.
This war led to the fall of a large number of gods and the disappearance of myths, which was followed by the glory created by the ancient wizards.

The war of gods left many residual powers in the sky, earth and ocean. These powers were preserved in the world in a special form by those gods who were unwilling to leave, hoping that believers who picked up these powers would one day be able to recall them from the abandoned land.

Unfortunately, the gods did not expect that the arrangements they left behind did not make things develop in the direction they wanted, but instead made us successful. "

Ewakui said calmly: "In a sense, the power of the gods is also an important enlightenment of wizard civilization."

"I understand."

Ronan thought thoughtfully, "The shrine is a container for storing divine power."

The black liquid flowing from the face of the faceless stone man had already reached the knees of the two men.

"Do not."

Ewakui shook his head: "The container for storing divine power is the shrine. The holy shrine is a replica of the shrine created by ancient wizards."

"The earliest wizards never gave up analyzing and studying the power of gods. The real shrines probably disappeared in ancient times, and the ones that can be found now are basically the shrines imitated by the ancient wizards.

What is stored in the shrine is only a replica of the divine power - it has some of the effects of the divine power, but it is not the real divine power.

The Holy Shrine Stone is a product of that era. It is said that the Holy Shrine Stone was mined from another world. It is also very rare now."

Shrines and holy shrines in the ancient, immemorial, and pre-ancient mythological times.
As Ronan walked along the way, he unknowingly witnessed a part of the vicissitudes and thickness of wizarding history, and a sense of witnessing the grandeur of an epic arose in his heart.

Ewakui continued, "..the ancient wizards once tried to integrate divine power, as well as their imitation of divine power, into rune arrays, forging them into magical tools, or even refining them into potions...They also preserved this subject for future generations to study, in the form of shrines and altars."

"Potion?!"

When Ronan heard Evaqui's words about the ancient wizards' use of the power of the shrine, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

He subconsciously thought of the special bottle of "God-burning Potion" that Angelet had given him.

It was precisely because of the special ingredients contained in that bottle of "God-Burning Potion" that he was able to achieve a breakthrough in his [Austerity Body Building].

Combined with the encounter with Angele in Whitestone Castle, it was obvious that Angele was also going for the power of the shrine.
The connection between the two. Could it be a coincidence?

Ronan's heart was pounding, and even the small holy tree pattern engraved on his heart began to flicker.

(End of this chapter)