Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 280: The Pendulum of Fate, Wuxin Palace and Spirit Lake! (5k)

The person approached quickly. He was a tall and strong man.

He had very white skin, a bald head, sinister eyes, and three knife-like cuts on each side of his cheeks. He was wearing a black robe with woolen flannel edges, and he broke through the thick fog like a ferocious night owl looking for food.

With the strength of a peak third-level wizard, nine spiritual power crystals shone brightly in Ronan's perception.

The bald man in black robe exuded a strong breath of darkness and undead. He stopped flying hundreds of meters away from Ronan and saw the body of the girl lying on the ground. Then he cast his eyes on Ronan and said coldly: "Did you kill this bitch?

Where's the ring?"

Ronan spread out his palms calmly, and the silver chain rings slowly floated up from his palms.

"You mean this?"

The bald man in black robe did not say anything, but the cold light in his eyes had answered everything.

The atmosphere in the field gradually became dull, and the solemn and murderous feeling kept piling up and was about to reach a peak.

suddenly!

A flash of silver light popped out from Ronan's hand, and the bald man in black robe moved suddenly as if in response. When he subconsciously grabbed the silver light that was coming straight at his face and saw clearly the silver chain ring in his hand, he was stunned.

"I'll give you the ring back."

In the distance, Ronan's voice came faintly, "But I need a map."

The bald man in black robe looked down at the chain rings in his hand, then raised his head to look at Ronan in the distance, with a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.

Obviously, the development of things was beyond his expectations.

He had already prepared for a big fight, but he never expected that the handsome young man in front of him, who exuded a threatening aura from head to toe, would hand the thing to him so easily.

The bald man in black robe was silent for a while, then suddenly asked: "How do you know this ring is mine?"

"That's not something a third-level wizard would say."

Ronan shook his head, took out a brand new robe from the space ring in front of the bald man in black robe, and slowly put it on himself.

"There is a strong trace of your scent on the chain ring. It is obvious that you usually keep it close to your body..."

"You knew this was a chain ring?"

The bald man in black robe had a changing look, his eyes flickered for a while, then he took out a pentagram-shaped rune stone from the sleeve of his robe and threw it at Ronan. Then he looked at the girl's body on the ground between them and said coldly: "This bitch spent three whole years deceiving my trust. I don't know where she got the potion that put me into a short coma.
She took a lot of my stuff and before she left, she dismembered a pet I had kept for many years."

Ronan listened to the words of the bald man in black robe, checked the rune stone thrown by the other party, and confirmed that it was undoubtedly the map he wanted.

Alazan's cold words would not completely make him lose interest in the chain rings that hid the secret of the private treasure of a legendary silver-eared goblin, but at the moment, Ronan hoped to find a "local" wizard to learn more about the situation nearby.

"You don't want this bitch's body anymore, right?"

The bald man in black robe muttered a lot of curses, then pointed at the girl's body on the ground and asked Ronan.

"If you are interested, please go ahead."

The bald man in black robe nodded and put the body away. He was probably still thinking about how to "whip the corpse to vent his anger" after returning.

The breath of the storm lingered in the air. Even though Ronan was covered by his wide robe, his casual gestures often exuded the coldness and majesty brought to him by the "bloodline" of the Storm Weaver.

The bald man in black robe was always extremely wary of him, but his initiative to show goodwill actually brought them closer together.

"Your Excellency, are you from somewhere else?"

The bald man in black robe hesitated for a moment, then slowly introduced himself: "Jason Franklin."

"Ronan Damien."

Ronan simply performed the most common wizard salute and said calmly, "I did just come from the Empire of Life."

"That place is far enough from here..."

The bald man in black robe frowned and said quickly: "Let's go, let's go sit down and talk somewhere else, the environment here is too bad."

"As I wish."

The bald wizard Jason in black robe turned around and led the way, and Ronan followed. The two of them flew quickly towards the outside of the swamp, one in front and one behind.

In the afternoon, two figures in long robes walked along the long gravel street.

Arriving at the door of a small tavern, the leading man in a long robe stopped, stretched out his pale hand with dark blue veins showing, gently stroked the head of a shivering gray dog ​​in front of the door, and then pushed the door open and walked in.

“I didn’t realize you like animals.”

In front of the oak round table in the corner of the tavern, Ronan took off his hood, looked at the big bald head of Jason in the black robe in front of him, and the six horrific knife cuts on his face, and spoke with some surprise.

He could feel that beneath Jason's sinister and ferocious black-robed wizard body, there seemed to be an unusually gentle and soft heart.

This strong contrast made him marvel. No wonder, as a top-level third-level wizard, Jason would fall into the trap of that naturally evil girl. If it were any other black-robed wizard, the other person's soul would have been sucked out and used as an oil lamp countless times.

"I prefer fresh and vibrant plants. In fact, I used to be a plant wizard, but later I switched to dark magic."

"Because of what?"

Ronan asked casually.

"revenge."

Jason said calmly, "Everyone in our family died, even their souls were taken away. The only surviving nephew hid in a cat, but he was dismembered because of my negligence."

Ronan was startled, and said with some guilt: "Sorry."

"Nothing. It happened a long time ago. The cat will soon die of old age."

Jason shook his head, then skillfully waved towards the bar, "Two glasses of 'Creditors,' please."

Ronan looked around the tavern in front of him. It was built entirely of red oak. The wall behind the bar was covered with wizard hats of various styles. Under the dim wall lamp in the west corner, two gray-robed men were whispering, as if they were conducting some unspeakable transaction.

Wizards can be seen everywhere in the tavern, first, second and even third level, most of them look a little dusty.

“This is White Pine Town.”

Bald Jason was talking to Ronan. In fact, Ronan had already discovered this when he entered the door and saw the tavern sign. In the lies made up by the born evil girl, Baisong Town was "bloodbathed" by Jason.

"White Pine Town"

Ronan took out the map of the central continent that Jason had exchanged with him, and found that their current location was on the west side of the Court of Life, but it did not belong to the imperial territory of the Court of Life. If they went further west, they would be very close to the Pendulum of Destiny among the three major wizard empires in the central region.

"Where is your destination?"

Jason asked Ronan.

Ronan shook his head. "I haven't decided yet. My plan is to find a strong enough force to settle down and prepare to ascend to the Dawn..."

"same as me."

Jason thought for a moment and said, "I'm about to go to the Pendulum of Destiny and try to join the Wuxin Temple. If you don't have any better plans, why not go with me from now on."

"Witch Heart Hall"

"A powerful black robe organization that specializes in training dark and undead wizards. It is one of the two largest wizard forces of the Pendulum of Fate. Thank you. I'll put it here."

Jason called the bartender to put the drinks on the table, then pushed one of the glasses in front of Ronan.

"Try it, it's one of the specialties here and it will give you an unprecedented wonderful experience."

A dense layer of insects, like ants, were floating on the surface of the blood-red wine, and they were still alive.

After hesitating for a while, Ronan took a sip and bit a few live insects with his teeth, making a "crunching" sound. A slight bitter taste emerged in his mouth. Combined with the taste of the wine itself, the overall taste was indescribable.

Jason took a big gulp of the liquid. Ronan even saw a few black ants crawling out of the knife cut on his cheek, which he then stuffed back into his mouth with his fingers without a care.

"Can you tell me in detail about the Pendulum of Destiny?" Ronan put down his wine glass and said calmly.

"The Pendulum of Fate is different from the other two empires in the Central Region."

Jason slowly stirred the wine with the nail of one finger, creating a whirlpool shape, and watched the black ants being swallowed by the whirlpool and then spit out on the edge of the wine glass.

"The person with the highest status in the entire pendulum of fate is the prophet. Even every king is appointed by the prophet."

"A prophet. A wizard of prophecy?"

Ronan's eyes flickered.

"Yes, the Pendulum of Destiny has the most powerful prophecy spell inheritance in the entire Upper Ring Continent. The prophet guides the direction of the entire empire..."

"What are the situations of the two super-large wizarding forces?"

"In addition to the Wuxin Palace I just mentioned, the other name of the Pendulum of Destiny is - Linghu."

Jason dipped his finger in a little wine and sketched out the simple names of the three forces on the oak tabletop. He said, "The Prophet has an extraordinary status. The Witch Heart Palace and the Spirit Lake compete with each other and do not infringe on each other. These three form the skeleton of the entire empire of the Fate Pendulum. As for the other wizard forces, big and small, they are the flesh and blood that fill it out."

"I think Linghu is a good choice for you"

Jason raised his head and glanced at Ronan, then said seriously, "There are many schools of magic inherited from Linghu, and almost every one of them is extremely powerful. If I am not mistaken, you should be majoring in wind and electricity magic. You can find a suitable route to climb up in Linghu."

Ronan did not deny Jason's wrong guess, but thought about what Jason had just said alone.

He definitely can't go back to the Life Empire. The elemental magic ring is very powerful in the Life Empire. The fifth-level wizard Fumingge wants the inheritance of Heramus on him. If he knew that he was still alive, he would never let him go.

Moreover, Fumingge is definitely not the only wizard who covets the inheritance of Heramus. There are probably many people in the Life Empire who know that he has obtained the inheritance of Heramus. He originally planned to change his identity and practice in another place.

Among the three major empires, the Tangista Wizard Empire is located on the northernmost side of the central continent. It is unknown how far it is from his current location. The Pendulum of Destiny is very close, and Linghu is a super-large wizard force that is more powerful than the Elemental Ring. The ice magic inheritance he needs for subsequent practice can probably be found in Linghu. After weighing all aspects, it is indeed an excellent choice.

"let me consider it."

Ronan replied slowly.

"You can go with me first and then think about it slowly."

Jason said calmly: “It’s not easy to enter a super large wizard force, and it requires wizards to have very high talents and qualities in all aspects.

I went to Wuxin Temple just to try my luck.

Of course, if you can't get in, you can also choose other slightly lower-level forces to join.

You and I are both level three, and we are at the stage where we can reach level four at any time. Generally, large forces can still enter at will."

It can be heard that Jason has done a lot of research on this and has considered all kinds of possibilities. He has a delicate heart that is seriously inconsistent with his appearance.

Ronan nodded and said nothing more.

The two men drank the drinks in front of them in silence. After Jason finished a glass of "Creditor", he ordered another drink called "Spell".

The atmosphere of witchcraft in the central continent is much richer than that in the south. Even in a remote border place like Baisong Town, you can order these wizard wines derived from alchemy.

After three glasses of wine, Jason's pale skin began to turn a little pink, and the cold temperament of the black-robed wizard of darkness and undead was diluted a lot.

He suddenly took out the chain ring that Ronan had returned to him and whispered, "Damien, I don't know if this is your real name.

Although this is our first meeting, you returned this chain ring to me without hesitation, which proves that you are a person worth making friends with.
There are very few wizards who know the secret of the linked rings. I consulted many ancient books before I found a clue.

When I find the true location of the treasure behind this ring, I will invite you to go in with me."

After saying that, Jason took out a communication prop shaped like a black bat and threw it in front of Ronan.

Ronan was caught off guard by Jason's sudden "revelation of true feelings". He picked up the bat prop on the table, was silent for a while, and suddenly asked: "Do you have few friends?"

Jason shook his head.

"I do not have friends."

When Ronan raised his head, Jason across from him was already leaning over the table, snoring softly.

'What a strange and interesting person'

Ronan picked up the unfinished drink of "Creditor" on the table, took a sip, and thought silently in his heart.

"Once we cross the mountain ahead, we will officially enter the territory of the Empire of Fate's Pendulum."

It was a not-so-good day. Under the gloomy sky that looked like it might rain at any time, two figures in long robes flew past quickly in the sky a hundred meters above the ground.

A flock of black ravens flew past Jason's feet, and he turned around and shouted at Ronan.

Ronan looked in the direction Jason pointed, and saw a faint blue light coming from behind a low hill covered with fruit pines.

When they flew over the low hills, Ronan saw that not far ahead, a long, winding, glowing "blue river" divided the gray land into two parts, east and west.

That was not a real river, but some kind of specially fertile magical fungus that would glow in a slightly dim environment, forming a carpet-like shape. From a distance, it looked like an endless blue river.

"Is this the border of the Destiny Empire?"

Ronan was shocked by the beautiful and magnificent river of luminous fungi and couldn't help but take out the Orb of All Things to keep a picture as a souvenir.

"Yes!"

Jason walked side by side with him and answered him loudly. After leaving Baisong Town, the two of them traveled day and night for nearly half a month. Now they were finally about to enter the territory of the Destiny Empire. His interest was particularly high.

"Everything is guided by fate, including our meeting! Haha"

Jason shouted with laughter. Apart from his appearance, it was really hard to connect anything about him with the group of black-robed wizards who were known for their cruelty and evil.

In fact, he was a chatterbox. During the journey when Ronan was traveling with him, at least 90% of the communication between the two was Jason talking non-stop.

Although Ronan was not as excited as Jason, he was also feeling a surge of emotion in his heart.

The golden ladybug transformed from Alazan's soul crawled around in his consciousness, but all Ronan saw was the new and unfamiliar future he was about to face.

He landed at the edge of the Blue Fungus River, choosing to walk across this particular dividing line.

Looking closely at those magical fungi, they are like beautiful velvet flowers. Every few seconds, the thin bacterial tubes will spit out some glowing fluorescent powder, dyeing a small area of ​​air into a dreamy and blurry blue.

Ronan took a light step forward with some inexplicable feeling.

However, just as he crossed the Fungus River, an ancient and long bell sound suddenly rang in his ears.

"clang--"

"clang--"

Just like at twelve o'clock midnight, the brass pendulum of an old-fashioned clock swings, making a deep and melodious sound.

Traveling through the corridor of time, piercing Ronan's soul in an instant.

Ronan was immersed in this inexplicable and strange bell sound for a long time without saying a word, and his steps also stopped.

Until the sound of the bell faded away, the great sense of tranquility that enveloped his whole body receded like the tide.

Jason looked at him in confusion, "What's wrong with you? Why did you stop?"

Ronan pursed his lips slightly, unable to describe his feelings at the moment.

"Didn't you hear the sound of a pendulum?"

Jason shook his head, his face becoming more confused and puzzled. “The Pendulum of Destiny is just a symbol. In the Destiny Empire, the sound of the pendulum cannot be heard everywhere.

Are you hallucinating?"

Ronan said nothing more, but continued forward silently.

(End of this chapter)