Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 316: Promotion, Magic Postman, Linghu Information (asking for guaranteed monthly ticket)

The runes that Ronan fed to Ahashiya were obtained from the level 5 Ancient Indo Spirit in the Silent Corridor.

The spirit crystal core of Gu Yinduo obtained from the Silent Corridor had already been absorbed by Ronan as a magic crystal. The remaining rune fragments that were passed on to Gu Yinduo were relatively complete.

Feeding the Ancient Sound Runes to Ahashiya was just a small experiment in his necromancy.

If Ronan really wanted to enhance the built-in sonic effects of [Ghost Arrow], he also prepared another method.

Ronan asked Ahashiya to kneel in front of him, then stretched out his right hand, gently placed the tip of his index finger on Ahashiya's forehead, and slowly began to draw.

It's like a rune engraving process.

Ronan's fingers were like red-hot irons, etching traces of runes on Ahashiya's forehead.

Ahashiya's already sinister face became distorted almost immediately, as if he was in extreme pain, with black smoke rising from his forehead.

Ronan had a blank expression on his face, and his free hand was already gently grasping an ancient square-horned cowbell.

What he engraved on Ahashiya now was the rune he got from the body of the Comb Snail together with the Snail Palace, which he named - [Sound of Destruction].

Since the practice of [Ghost Arrow] is like refining a magical tool, then in theory, it should be possible to engrave runes on the arrow blank of [Ghost Arrow].

Ronan slowly engraved it, and Ahashiya's expression gradually changed from painful and distorted to hideous, the vicious nature of the undead was gradually exposed, and the overwhelming resentment burst out like a volcanic eruption.

Ronan was always ready to use the square-horn cowbell to suppress Ahashiya's backlash at any time.

But to his surprise, until the very end, Ahashiya did not make any attacking move against him.

"call--"

Ronan quickly withdrew his hand, and the black smoke all over his body dissipated. Ahashiya, whose body was almost transparent, seemed to be exhausted, and suddenly turned into a ball of black mist, and took the initiative to throw himself into the cowbell in Ronan's hand.

If this continues, Ahashiya's ghost body might collapse completely.

The engraving of [Sound of Destruction] has not been completed yet. This is not something that can be accomplished in one go. If you try a few more times, it will be completed soon.

Ronan flicked his sleeves lightly, and the soil beneath him rolled, filling up the pool created for refining the [Ghost Arrow] and erasing all traces.

Then he found a place to sit down and sort out the gains from his practice over the past six months.

【Name: Ronan Damien】

【Age: 27】

[Talent: Ice affinity, Immaculate body (active), Ethereal mind (active). Ancient frost hydra bloodline (3%)]

[Strength: Level 2 Formal Wizard (%)]

[Skill: Ancient Star Meditation (Mastery 256/400)

Ice Tornado (Mastery 211/400)

Cold Surge (Mastery 305/400)

Summon Ice Spirit (Mastery 156/400)

Energy Missile-Particle Torrent (Master 1599/1600)

Touch of Black Steel - Golden Fire (Master 823/1600)

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In half a year, relying on the [Ancient Star Meditation Method], Ronan achieved an "astonishing" 1% progress in mental power.

At this rate, it would only take another fifty years for him to reach the end of the fourth level dawn and attempt to reach the fifth level.

It was as if time had suddenly gone back to when he was struggling with basic meditation during his apprenticeship period, but in fact, this progress had indeed exceeded that of an ordinary fourth-level wizard by many times.

If relying solely on meditation, an ordinary fourth-level wizard would probably need decades to reach even one percent of Ronan's current progress.

In terms of spell training, Ronan spent most of his time on the inheritance practice of [Golden Fire]. He did not spend much energy on the three newly learned fourth-level ice spells, and just barely reached the level of proficiency.

For him, as long as the fourth-level ice magic can be smoothly integrated into the [Frozen Soil] system, the remaining proficiency can be improved slowly through subsequent practice.

Correspondingly, the proficiency of the five inherited spells of [Golden Fire] has made "leaps and bounds".

They have all entered the first stage of Dharma Domain Resonance, which means a master-level proficiency of more than 500 points. Among them, the [Golden Soul] that he focused on the most has even reached the second stage of Dharma Domain Resonance early on.

The proficiency of [Energy Missile] is stuck at Master Level 1599. It is only one step away from breaking through to the Master Level, and it will take some time to hone your skills.

Also stuck at this point is [Austerity Body Tempering], which has been unable to break through due to the lack of the key power of the holy shrine. However, [Spiral Palace] has been successfully built to the "third level" by Ronan, and the "Body of the Ancient Demon" has naturally become more powerful.

However, Ronan has already felt some resistance from his body. If [Austerity Body Building] fails to break through, it is estimated that the construction of [Spiral Palace] will soon come to an end.
In the past six months, Ronan has been working hard to build his own new combat system for the Dawn Order, which has been very effective and needs to be verified one by one in actual combat.

Ronan closed his eyes and sank into the space of consciousness.

The dark golden mental power core in his mind remained the same, except that the number of ancient spiritual characters wriggling on it like blood vessels seemed to be slightly more.

Ronan's mind moved downward and landed on a mysterious black and white light cocoon under the dark golden core.

Countless fine threads stretched out from the light cocoon, connecting Ronan's entire body and soul. With his wholehearted and uninterrupted "feeding" and the input of a large amount of magic crystals, this light cocoon formed by the [Secret Pupa] had already turned from white to black by about one-third.

During this period, Ronan even thought about entering the Silent Corridor again, but he contacted Siegel. According to him, Sieg of the Witch Heart Hall is still lurking in the Silent Corridor and has not given up looking for him. His personality seems to have become particularly violent and aggressive.

Ronan had no choice but to give up.

"Alazan"

Ronan gently called out Alazan's name in his heart, and a golden ladybug slowly crawled towards him from the back of the dark gold sphere.

Without waiting for him to say anything, a little red light came out of the golden ladybug's mouth, and then slowly spread out in front of Ronan's "eyes", forming a twisted and strange rune pattern.

Ronan silently comprehended the ancient spiritual text in front of him and asked in a low voice: "Which one is this?"

"Eighty-two."

Alazan responded slowly.

Ronan said nothing.

After being promoted to level four, his soul power and mental strength increased significantly, and his efficiency in comprehending the ancient spiritual texts also increased significantly.

It takes about two to three days to completely remember one.

Because of his character panel, he had a unique advantage in memorizing the ancient spiritual texts. When he unconcealedly activated his full efficiency, the speed at which he memorized the ancient spiritual texts even "shocked" Alazan.

But Ronan still thought it was too slow.

At this rate, it would take him a full sixty-nine days to "obtain" the first "ten thousand ancient spiritual characters" promised by Alazan.

Since it is already a "deal", Ronan's ambition is naturally more than just "ten thousand". It would be best if he could completely empty the stock in Alazan's stomach.

He himself is far inferior to the geniuses like Juventus in terms of bloodline foundation. In other aspects, he naturally has to try his best to achieve the best.

Moreover, after breaking through the mastery level of [Ancient Star Meditation Method], Ronan made a little new progress in piecing together the ancient origin runes.

Although it seems hopeless to complete this great "jigsaw puzzle" in your lifetime, what if?
So Ronan needs to collect more "puzzle pieces".

"I am ready to start a new round of 'Spiritual Amber' practice."

Ronan conferred with Alazan in his mind.

Alazan surprisingly did not object too much, but just reminded him not to forget about the sobering potion.

If he can't find the sobering potion, all his efforts now will become obstacles to his promotion when he is about to be promoted to level five.

Ronan nodded to show that he understood.

While communicating with Alazan, he suddenly felt a slight spatial fluctuation, and then a clear and pleasant bell sounded in his ears.

"Jingle Bell--"

Ronan opened his eyes and saw from afar a beautiful miniature carriage the size of a palm flying out of thin air in front of an apple orchard near the castle.

Two ponies with white wings were pulling a little old man wearing a blue wizard's hat.

This guy was humming a ballad with an unknown melody and waving a small whip. There was an exquisite silver bell hanging on the carriage, and the carriage was bulging as if it was filled with something.

"Oh, beautiful Miss Arrietty, I'm so glad we meet again."

As soon as the old man landed, he saw Arrietty holding a small steel fork and doing daily insect repellent care for the apple trees. He ran down the carriage quickly and was about to kiss Arrietty's hand, which scared Arrietty so much that she quickly hid in the branches and leaves.

Ronan flicked his fingers from a distance, and an invisible wave spread out rapidly.

The frivolous old man immediately rolled on the ground for more than ten times as if someone had kicked him hard in the buttocks before he got up in a daze.

"My dear Lord Ronan, you are getting more and more aggressive. I think my old bones will be broken by you sooner or later."

The old man straightened the wizard hat on his head, muttered, and began to look for his lost whip on the ground.

"If you continue to be rude to Arrietty, I will hit you harder next time."

Ronan said calmly.

The old man subconsciously shrank his neck and finally found his lost whip. Then he drove the carriage panting and rushed straight towards Ronan.

The little old man in front of him was the spirit of a certain dawn magic tool in Linghu, just like the silver space cane that Ronan encountered and escaped from the Ancient Mirror Court.

The old man is a "postman" who specializes in delivering things to various dawn wizards in the deep sea. Well, and "newspapers".

The old man came close to Ronan, straightened his robe, and blinked at him.

Ronan said casually without raising his eyelids: "Let's start."

As if he had received some precise instructions, the old man's expression brightened, and he pulled out a crumpled piece of parchment from the carriage behind him. Then he cleared his throat and shouted loudly, "Welcome to listen to this month's Spirit Lake intelligence information brought to you by Thaddeus Avery Ramsey."

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(End of this chapter)