Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 284 Chimera, first generation, Juventus!

Chapter 284 Chimera, first generation, Juventus!
The unexpected turn of events on the field stunned all the wizards, including Ronan.

He had already planned to make a big scene, and if forced entry failed, he would try again with another gatekeeper. Unexpectedly, he became the only one to pass.

"So your previous behavior was all fake?"

Ronan asked slowly.

The gatekeeper tree man smiled and shook his head: "Not entirely, after all, they succeeded in pleasing me, it's just a quota to enter.

Anyway, under the glory of the three towers, people like them will be eliminated sooner or later."

"Three towers?"

Ronan's eyes flickered, but the gatekeeper tree refused to say anything more. He just tore the entrance of the vortex on his chest wider, lowered his head and said respectfully: "You should go in. Once you step into the Spirit Lake, you will naturally find the answers to all the questions."

Ronan didn't say anything else. He gathered all the powerful mental force field around him that was comparable to that of a fourth-level dawn wizard, and then stepped into the blue entrance vortex located on the chest of the gatekeeper tree man.

After entering, the entrance to the vortex quickly closed behind him, and he could faintly hear the impatient voice of the gatekeeper treeman Tataka expelling them.

"That's enough, you idiots. The game is over. You are doomed to have no chance to visit Spirit Lake. Get lost now."

It's like opening the door and stepping outside from a depressing and turbid room. It's a wonderful feeling.

By the time Ronan reacted, he had already appeared in the "Spirit Lake".

The accurate description should be - Linghu Secret Realm Space.

"This is the foundation that a super-large wizard force should have, Damien, this suits you very well."

Ronan ignored Alazan's rare relaxed sigh and looked around calmly.

He was now in a bright high sky, with no clouds around and no traces of the sun, moon or stars.

The light that illuminates the entire space seems to come directly from the void. The air is unusually clear and pleasant-smelling, with free energy particles of various systems evenly scattered throughout.

There seemed to be countless blue gaps in the sky like eyes, and countless wizards like him who had passed the test of the Spirit Lake Gatekeeper walked out of the gaps. Some of them were suspended in the air, while others fell down.

They are so densely packed that they look like a swarm of flying ants.

At the feet of all of them was an extremely large, blue lake as calm as a mirror.

The word "lake" was used to describe it because Ronan could see its edge, which was countless rolling mountains, closely connected, just completely surrounding the entire blue lake.

Quiet, fresh, and a huge sense of tranquility that goes straight to the soul.

This was Ronan’s first impression of Linghu.

There was not a single ripple on the huge lake that looked like a mirror in the sky. Three huge logos floated on the lake, slowly rotating, forming a perfect circular trajectory.

The three symbols are patterns of flame, water drop and black moon. According to the information Jason gave him, they should respectively face the three pillar schools in Linghu, which are also the three cores of Linghu.

"The flames represent the explosion of magic and symbolize the inevitable battle. This is the school of thought that advocates war in Linghu..."

"The water drop represents the depth of knowledge and the vastness of wisdom like the ocean. It advocates the acquisition of knowledge and is a research-oriented school."

"The black moon represents the mystery of the soul. This school focuses on the soul and meditation in order to explore the mysteries of the soul."

Ronan looked down at the huge Ling Lake and thought silently in his heart.

He has always followed the path of an ancient combat wizard. If he were given a choice, his first wish would naturally be to join the School of Fire.

But right now he hasn't passed the entry selection, so it's too early to consider this.

Through the surface of the Spirit Lake, Ronan could vaguely see the shadows of some magnificent buildings standing upside down underwater, and he couldn't help but think of the "three towers" mentioned by the gatekeeper tree man.

Thinking of this, Ronan and the other selected wizards who had also entered the secret realm slowly fell downwards. However, at this moment, a violent tremor suddenly sounded in the sky above their heads, and a strong spatial fluctuation was transmitted.

Ronan looked up.

I saw an extremely narrow and long crack appear in the sky at some point, and the crack quickly expanded and turned into a huge blue vortex.

Endless strong winds blew out from the vortex, forming terrifying tornado columns directly in the air. The hem of Ronan's robe was blown up, and he subconsciously squinted his eyes.

The next moment, he saw a terrifying monster as big as a mountain roaring out from the whirlpool.

It has a lion's head, a goat's body, a long tail of a black scorpion and a venomous snake, and a pair of huge bat-like wings.
"Roar--"

The dark red copper monster let out a terrible growl and spread its wings, casting a huge shadow on countless wizards and the surface of the Spirit Lake. The terrifying aura spread in all directions of space like a volcano and a tsunami.

Ronan heard a wizard in the distance shouting in a trembling voice: "Chichimera?!"

A trace of panic spread rapidly in the secret realm, but Ronan's gaze passed over the figure of the monster that was suspected to be the legendary Warcraft "Chimera" and fell on the monster's back.

He saw a person standing on the monster's back!

A figure whose entire body was covered in countless semi-illusory runes, glowing all over, and looked as perfect and indifferent as a god.

Ronan felt an inexplicable throbbing that came from the deepest part of his soul. Inside his body, between his flesh, blood and bones, the incomplete storm patterns all glowed at this moment, as if being suppressed by some natural enemy, causing his blood to become restless.

Ronan suddenly heard Alazan's low laugh.

"Damien, remember the 'deteriorating blood' I mentioned to you?"

"He also has weak blood?"

"Do not."

Alazan shook his head and said slowly: "If I am not mistaken.

This little fellow should be a first generation of level 7 blood decay."

"?!"

On the quiet lake shrouded in thick fog, the blue-green water waves flickered with the moonlight and the morning light. A floating bridge built with silver-gray magic stones extended from the thick fog and led to a small island in the center of the lake.

A figure in a gray robe, leaning on a staff as tall as a person, walked towards them step by step on the floating bridge.

He walked through the fog and stepped lightly on the solid but slightly moist soil of the island. In front of his vision, there were two figures wearing gray robes sitting casually on stools made of several pieces of rubble.

"Juventus is here."

The gray-robed man who passed through the mist came up to the two of them, found a seat at random, raised his hand and used the sleeve of his robe to brush away the dust on the stone surface, and spoke slowly.

"It should have come earlier."

A man in a gray robe spoke calmly.

Another person followed up.

"What does he want to take from Spirit Lake?"

The faces of the three people seemed to be covered by thick fog, and their appearances could not be seen clearly. From the voices they made, their ages and genders could not be distinguished at all.

"do not know."

The gray-robed man who spoke first shook his head. "I suspect he might be the man mentioned in the prophecy."

(End of this chapter)

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