Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 288 The Ten Ancient Origin Runes, Ancient Spiritual Texts, and Self-Redemption of the Dull-witted!

"The Spell Tower has a five-star rating. Even if your soul aptitude is a little lacking, it should be enough for you to enter this wizard organization called 'Spirit Lake'."

Alazan's voice brought Ronan back to his senses. "For a wizard force that can expand its recruitment scope to the Mist stage, the threshold for entry will not be too high."

"There is still one item that has not been tested yet."

Ronan walked towards the last tower of knowledge and answered casually, "The time limit for this selection is three years. Three years is enough for me to practice spells tens of thousands of times, or practice the Amber Heart several more times.
If the rules allow me to take a second test, then my final evaluation of both my soul aptitude and spellcasting ability can be raised further."

Unexpectedly, Alazan did not answer, and Ronan did not care. He walked to the Tower of Knowledge alone.

This inverted tower composed of ancient whale bones and countless water currents represents knowledge and wisdom as vast and profound as the ocean. Ronan deliberately saved this test for last.

I originally thought that it would be the same as the trials of the previous two towers, and that I would still have to enter with my consciousness. Unexpectedly, this time Ronan did not encounter any obstacles and actually entered the tower directly with his real body.

"pat-"

Ronan landed lightly in a bright, snow-white space, with the solid, smooth white stone ground beneath his feet.

He looked slightly dazed, somewhat shocked by the scene before him.

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A very peculiar spatial architectural structure. The ground where he was standing was only about a dozen square meters in size.

Surrounding it is a circular bookshelf that fits perfectly and is completely connected.

The circular bookshelf continued to extend upward in all directions, and the whole thing looked like an infinitely huge funnel, and Ronan was standing at the bottom of the funnel.

He looked up and could only see a white dome that seemed to expand infinitely outwards. He had no idea where the real ceiling was.

This inverted tower representing knowledge is very interesting. Its peculiar structure seems to be silently interpreting a profound truth - the more knowledge and wisdom you accumulate, the vaster the world you can see before your eyes, and the smaller you become.

Ronan took a deep breath and turned his attention back to the test itself.

His eyes wandered over the bookshelf on the bottom layer where he was standing. The bookshelf seemed to be made of black pine wood and was filled with neatly arranged books with gray covers. He roughly counted them and found that there were only about twenty gray books on the bottom layer.

Ronan picked up a book at random and took a quick look at the cover. It was extremely smooth, without any texture at all.

He tried to open the book, but an invisible force held it firmly together. It took a little effort before he was able to open it.

On the white pages of the book, a red "earthworm" caught Ronan's eyes.

Ronan was stunned for a moment, and after looking carefully, he saw that it was a strange pattern.

This pattern only has one stroke, as if a child of a few years old took bright red paint and playfully drew a stroke on the paper.

Ronan stared at the pattern for a long time and felt that the "earthworm" on the paper seemed to be wriggling all the time.

Gradually, Ronan's eyes were attracted by the bright red color that made up the strokes, and his soul and consciousness were sucked into it.

In a trance, it was as if the whole person was in a turbulent red river, the sky was spinning, and the ears were filled with ancient roars and hums.
"call--"

Ronan suddenly pulled his consciousness away from the pages of the book. When he came back to his senses and looked at the book in his hand, his face had become extremely surprised.

"Alazan"

Ronan called Alazan's name in his heart. The latter seemed to know what he was going to ask and said calmly: "This is the ancient spiritual text."

"Ancient Spiritual Scripture?!"

Ronan was stunned.

"A type of writing used by ancient wizards to record and communicate. It is also the strokes that make up the ten ancient origin runes. It does not have any effect or power, but it is a good thing that can directly increase a wizard's foundation."

"and many more."

Ronan took a breath and said, "You speak too fast. I need to understand you one by one."

"What are the ten ancient origin runes?"

Ronan calmed down and asked again.

Alazan seemed to be particularly patient at this moment.

“The Ten Ancient Origin Runes refer to ten supreme runes naturally formed in the universe.

Some people say that it is the most important gift left to wizards by the gods at the end of the mythological era, and it contains the true meaning of the supreme law.

The ancient wizards tried to decipher them, and the ancient spiritual text was one of the products created from them."

"Supreme Rune..The Essence of Law"

Ronan was stunned and couldn't help asking, "Which ten runes are they?"

Alazan hesitated for a moment, then slowly spoke: "【Eternal Life】【Destruction】【Curse】. I have only read about the relevant content in a broken ancient book, and I am not very clear about the details. The ten ancient origin runes disappeared in the ancient times."

Ronan's Adam's apple moved unconsciously, and he didn't know why he had the urge to swallow.

“These are too far away from me.”

Ronan finally shook his head and pointed at the gray book in his hand, saying, "Let's talk about this ancient spiritual text. Do you think it can directly increase a wizard's foundation?"

"Yes."

Arazan's voice was filled with nostalgia. "When you walked into this tower, I almost guessed the form of the test of this so-called knowledge barrier.
It is indeed an ancient spiritual text. In my time, this was also one of the common ways for many schools to test the wisdom of new members.
Make the most of this level, Damien.

You are at the critical moment of embracing the dawn, and the ancient spiritual text is the best nutrient for the growth of the Yuanling."

"what should I do?"

“Remember it.”

Alazan said calmly, "Keep it firmly in your mind and never forget it."

Ronan was slightly stunned. "Is it that simple?"

"Just try it before you make a conclusion."

Alazan closed his mouth and said no more.

Ancient Spiritual Text
Ronan's eyes flickered as he looked back at the red stick figure pattern on the grey book in his hand.

For him, who used to be a rune master, memorizing the shape and all the strokes of a rune is the most basic quality. Ronan began to do it with ease.

However, after a while, Ronan couldn't help but frown.

"How is it? Still think it's simple?"

Alazan's voice sounded again, and the golden ladybug floated in front of Ronan's eyes.

Ronan said nothing, just stared at the pages in his hand.

He has already felt the wonder of this so-called ancient spiritual text. That seemingly simple stroke seems to contain countless changes, and each change extends outward to countless possibilities.

Even the red color that made up this stroke would change constantly over time. In terms of complexity alone, it far exceeded any rune he had ever seen or obtained.

Ronan completely cut off communication with Alazan and immersed all his mind in the memory of the spiritual text in front of him.

In the silent tower of knowledge, Ronan holds the gray book in his hand, standing still like a sculpture, and time seems to have stopped.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but the silent sculpture slowly began to move.

Ronan slowly closed the book in his hand, raised his head, and in his eyes, which had regained their clarity, a striking bright red pattern that looked like a wriggling earthworm flashed by.

“How long did it take me?”

Ronan spoke in a low voice, his voice echoing in the empty space, as if he was communicating with someone.

"It has been exactly one month since you started."

Alazan replied.

"A month?"

Ronan murmured, looked around first, then slowly raised his head, his sight moving upwards along the bookshelf.

It seems like infinite height, infinite space, and infinite gray books on the bookshelf.
If each gray book records an ancient spiritual text, how long would it take him to memorize all the spiritual texts here?

Ronan didn't know.

He just calmly put the gray book in his hand back to its original place, and then reached out to take the second gray book.

however.

Just as Ronan opened the cover of the second gray book and tried to memorize the second ancient spiritual text...
The calmness on his face was suddenly broken.

"Why is this happening? My memory of the first ancient spiritual text is fading away when I come into contact with the second ancient spiritual text."

"That's how it is."

Alazan replied calmly: "I told you that the ancient spiritual texts will exclude each other. Remember it firmly and never forget it.

Your memory of the first spiritual text is fading, which proves that your memory of it is not deep enough to offset the repulsive force. "

Ronan gritted his teeth and looked around at the bookshelves, finally realizing that, let alone memorizing all the ancient spiritual texts here, he might not even be able to achieve his original expectations.

At this efficiency, how many ancient spiritual texts can he memorize in three years?

Ten? Twenty?

What star rating will it get?
Ronan suddenly understood why this trial would last for three years. He was afraid that most of the time was reserved for the Tower of Knowledge.

Ronan took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

He asked Alazan: "How good is my memory speed?"

"Above average."

Alazan replied: "This level tests your wisdom. Among wizards of the same level, your wisdom is quite good."

"Yes, then there should be no problem passing it."

Ronan muttered to himself as he looked at the bookshelf in front of him.

But he was not satisfied with just passing the level. He had already felt the benefits in the process of memorizing the first ancient spiritual text.

When the ancient spiritual text he remembered remained in his mind, it constantly extracted some inexplicable mysteries and merged into his soul.
Just like Alazan said, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that can enhance his foundation and the quality of his future spirit.

A mouse that is lucky enough to fall into a rice jar will not be content unless it eats until its belly is full.

Ronan is now such an unwilling "rat".

Ronan's mind started working rapidly, thinking about how to maximize the profits.

"If you want to memorize enough ancient spiritual texts within a limited time, the only way is probably to improve your wisdom."

The "wisdom" required for this level of the Tower of Knowledge is simply comprehension, understanding, and memory.

The "Kiss of Murphytira" that Ronan took when he was a first-level wizard had this kind of effect.

But in the current situation, it is obviously unrealistic to find a potion similar to "Muffetilla's Kiss".

"Then what other means are there to achieve this?"

"Magic tools? Secret techniques?"

Ronan thought hard and wanted to ask Alazan for help several times, but he held back the words every time they came to his lips.

Just as he was thinking, suddenly, a flash of inspiration appeared in Ronan's mind.

His eyes suddenly lit up, and his whole body instantly became energetic.

“I seem to have missed the point.”

"When it comes to rote memorization, if a dull person wants to catch up with the gifted and photographic memory 'students', all they have to do is spend several or even dozens of times more time than others."

“If I can’t make myself smarter, then I’ll just have to find a way to make myself have more time than others!”

Ronan thought of this, took a deep breath, and waited until his expression completely calmed down.

He closed the gray book in his hand and said coldly in his heart: "Arazan, I have an idea...but I need your help."

I wish you all a happy Lantern Festival! May you be blessed with good fortune and success in the new year!
(End of this chapter)