Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 309 You won’t tell Mixia, right? Level Dawn!
Although most of the ancient sound spirits are low-level, too many of them are crowded together, and their instinct drives them to merge and devour each other, just like two drops of water sticking together to form a larger and fuller drop of water.

The air was filled with all kinds of disordered and distorted sound waves, like countless wild beasts roaring in the ears, or like a poorly skilled orchestra playing randomly, buzzing and making people feel irritated.

As far as Siegel could observe, he saw several huge and expanding energy balls, emitting a faint black glow and an uneasy atmosphere. They were the ancient multi-sound spirit monsters of a higher level that were being bred.

This is exactly the terrifying part of the Echo Tide. Too dense a sound spirit can easily give rise to ancient evil spirits above level four, which are enough to threaten the Dawn Wizard.

Siegel stood there, his eyes flickering.

He did not receive any message, and did not know whether the person he was looking for had died in this surging tide of sound spirits, or had been smart enough to escape long ago.

Siegel weighed the pros and cons for a while, finally made up his mind, and slowly took a step forward.

He flipped his palm, and three fist-sized crystal balls burning with flames appeared around him. The three crystal balls flew forward, and rune patterns lit up on each crystal ball, radiating red light paths. They were connected to each other and formed a triangle shape.

Strong magical fluctuations spread out, and as Siegel uttered a syllable silently, a solid torrent of flames was suddenly released from the center of the red triangle.

"boom!"

In just a moment, the torrent of flames penetrated the dense group of ancient Yinduo spirits in front of him, clearing a vacuum channel directly in front of Siegel.

Siegel's eyes flashed, and his figure immediately turned into a shadow and flashed in.

His spell was like a lit fuse that directly detonated the entire noisy space. In an instant, countless ancient spirits roared and pounced on him.

Three crystal balls surrounded Siegel, spitting out flames, and condensed into fiery red long-billed parrots in the void, with their own burning fire rings.

Every time a fire parrot flies out, it can burn an ancient Yinduo spirit into nothingness and make it disappear completely.

However, Siegel's situation was not much better. He underestimated the horror of the echo tide formed by the countless ancient spirits.

Dense sound waves came like a tide, and the fearless ancient Yinduo spirits followed one after another. When one was killed by magic, more were added, constantly attacking his energy shield and mental force field used for defense.

The flaming parrots that the three crystal balls continuously spit out gradually became unsustainable.

There are so many ancient sound spirits gathered in this area. This is the center of the "wave". More and more powerful ancient sound spirits are born every minute and every second.

Siegel lifted the red cloak from his shoulders and swung it.

A blue flame suddenly swept out, burning a large area around it, and then rolled back to form a blue flame barrier, blocking the endless void ripples coming from all directions.

He gritted his teeth and rushed forward for a while, but when he looked up again, he found that he had lost his direction.

He seemed to be trapped in a quagmire composed of sound waves. His entire body, even his soul, was bound by invisible forces. Countless ripples were entangled around him like ropes.

Layer upon layer of sound waves hit his eardrums all the time. Even with the protection of magical tools, his mental strength was severely shaken.

Suddenly, several peak-shaped black ripples spread silently from somewhere in the void. In just a breath of time, they tore a hole in Siegel's blue fire cloak and penetrated into it.

Siegel felt as if a sharp blade suddenly stabbed him in some part of his body. His body trembled violently, and the continuous casting action in his hand suddenly stopped!
At this moment, a blurry light image, like a violently vibrating black snowflake, expanded rapidly in front of his eyes.

In the light and shadow, an ancient Yinduo spirit with black light patterns floating all over its body quietly crawled out, stretched out its long and sharp claws, and reached silently towards Siegel's heart.

The claws of the ancient Yinduo spirit went straight through Siegel's body, and it seemed as if it had taken nothing out, and the claws quickly retracted.

At the same moment, blood suddenly flowed from Siegel's mouth and nose, his body arched like a shrimp, and then suddenly shot backwards.

"Level 4 Sound Spirit?!"

Siegel staggered in mid-air to steady himself, raised his hands to cover the blood that kept oozing from his mouth and nose, and stared with a grim expression at a black sound spirit not far away that had a hideous appearance and exuded a strong and dangerous aura.

After he poured a bottle of medicine into his mouth and barely healed his wounds, he looked around, but his expression suddenly became frozen.

One, two, three.
Five huge black ancient sound spirits with strength comparable to that of the fourth-level dawn appeared beside him, surrounded him, and silently locked him with a cold consciousness.

At some point, all the ancient Yinduo spirits in the surrounding area calmed down. They crowded together densely, stacked into a twisted high wall, and every face faced towards Siegel.

There was not a single sound on the field, yet in the dead silence there was brewing an indescribable terror.

Siegel suddenly calmed down, as if he had no intention of resisting anymore.

Time passed by second by second, and each second seemed so long.

At a certain moment, a huge roar like a tsunami suddenly erupted in the deathly silent field.

A wave of black sound waves suddenly rose, and five black ancient sound spirits, along with countless low-level sound spirits, suddenly attacked Siegel.

Siegel's expression suddenly became ferocious. His robe and the cloak behind him were lifted high. The three crystal balls floating in front of him shattered and exploded.
A raging wave of fire directly blew away large groups of ancient Yinduo spirits, spread rapidly in all directions, and then was forcibly pressed back by the terrifying tsunami-like sound waves.

In the narrow and cramped space, the magic flames wrapped around Siegel's body extinguished one after another, the blue flame cloak quietly shattered, and then the mental force field
His entire body began to slowly twist in the ocean of sound waves emitted by countless ancient sound spirits, like a rag being slowly twisted out of shape. Five black sound spirits silently pounced on him, repeatedly lengthening and shrinking in the terrifying sound waves, and their claws with various hideous shapes kept getting closer to Siegel's body.

Siegel watched the black sound spirits approaching, as if a huge black cloth was closing over his head, and the vision in front of him continued to grow dim.
Suddenly this time.

The strong light tore through the shadows, and a young, slender, white hand stretched out from somewhere and gently pressed on the face of the black ancient Yinduo spirit closest to his face.

The latter struggled, but his body quickly shattered into pieces like burnt paper.

Someone came up from behind Siegel.

Siegel's pupils shrank suddenly.

light.

He saw a light of unparalleled brightness.

And a figure bathed in bright light.

The figure waved his sleeves, and the remaining four black ancient sound spirits exploded one after another. The ubiquitous magical sound waves in the void dissipated, and those densely packed low-level sound spirits melted under the strong light, just like dirty snow under the scorching sun.

Siegel was stunned.

The next second, the glowing figure soared into the air, and he was also swept up by a force and flew upwards.

As if passing through a barrier, the "absolute silence" caused by the extreme noise suddenly disappeared, and Siegel heard the sound of the wind.

The two stopped somewhere high in the sky, and the strong light slowly faded away.

After seeing the light, Siegel revealed a familiar dark blue robe with white hair dancing in the wind. Around the robe, there was a void that was constantly collapsing due to the overly powerful mental force field, as if there were invisible celestial bodies constantly moving around it.

The figure slowly turned around, revealing a young and handsome face.

At this moment, Siegel's throat seemed to be choked by something. He opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word.

"You won't tell Misha what happened here...right?"

Ronan looked at Siegel in front of him and said softly.

Siegel stood there in a daze, his expression dull and his eyes flashing with trance.

After a moment, Siegel exhaled and said in a difficult tone: "Shall we go out now?"

"Not urgent."

Ronan raised his hand and looked at a pile of tiny crystal cores of varying sizes on his palm, like special gravel. The five on the top were the largest, glowing with black light, like pearls.

All of these were obtained from the spirit of Gu Yinduo whom he had just killed.

Ronan collected all the crystal cores, squinted his eyes, randomly selected a direction, and then flew forward.

Siegel followed in a daze.

The wind with a faint smell of decay blew across Ronan's cheek above the Silent Corridor. Ronan looked down and casually opened his current character panel.

【Name: Ronan Damien】

[Strength: Level 1 Formal Wizard (%)]

“Is this what it feels like to embrace the dawn?”

Ronan whispered to himself.

At this time, his consciousness space had already undergone earth-shaking changes.

The original fifteen spiritual power crystals all disappeared, replaced by a dark golden sphere.

The surface of the dark gold sphere was etched with dense, complex and mysterious rune patterns, and more than 1,200 ancient spiritual characters were wriggling on it like living things.

Ronan couldn't see the inside of the sphere, but he could sense that the spiritual power of several elements was constantly surging inside.

There is an imperceptible gap in the center of the sphere, revealing a faint white light.

Just like an eye, it is closed at this moment.

The white light cocoon formed by [Secret Pupa] had long been pushed aside and was now located below the dark gold sphere.

Ronan's mental power, both in quality and quantity, is more than twenty times stronger than before his promotion. Under normal conditions, it is comparable to the late peak of a fourth-level Dawn Wizard!
(End of this chapter)