Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 330 Black Land of Hope! Treasure Space, Juventus' Promotion

The only difference from last time is that the thick fog here has dissipated a lot.

The black fertile land that stretches as far as the eye can see is surrounded by high walls made of milky white fog. It is somewhat similar to the Minotaur's labyrinth, but the latter is full of darkness, depression, coldness and despair, while here it is bright and warm, with hope and vitality flowing through the land.

"It's estimated to be more than ten hectares in size. If it's for storage, huh?!"

Ronan was looking at the black soil beneath his feet and sighing when suddenly an idea flashed through his mind.

He quickly squatted down, grabbed a handful of soil and rubbed it carefully in his hands, and then his eyes became brighter and brighter.

“Is it true?”

"Snapped--"

His squatting body suddenly disappeared in the space, and not long after, it reappeared. This time, Ronan had a lot of miscellaneous items in his hands, which he scattered on the soil in front of him like seeds.

Ronan raised his hand, and titanium surged out, splashing out a hot and brilliant golden and red color!

Ronan couldn't help laughing.

“Real!

It’s a real space!

Even my body can enter."

This is probably the thing that has made Ronan most happy and joyful in recent years.

A portable space that can accommodate living things and is more than ten hectares in size!

He simply couldn't describe how rare and precious this was.

Treasure!

This is worthy of the title of the true treasure of the Minotaur!
"The problem with the Holy Blood Tree has been solved!"

The first thing Ronan thought of was the Holy Blood Tree that was growing strong in the south.

He had been worrying about this for a long time, but had never found a perfect solution.

Now, with the "Mirror of the Void", he finally had a place to properly place the Holy Blood Tree.

Even if the Holy Blood Tree grows to the size of a country in the future, its Holy Blood followers will be able to move in.

"I also have a place dedicated to practicing magic. The concentration of free energy particles in this space is not low."

Ronan has always felt that the residence provided by Linghu is not private enough. He has too many secrets, and if any of them are exposed, he may have to flee and hide again.

Moreover, the private secret space of Linghu is too small and not stable enough. The spell practice ground behind the castle is more like a decoration, which is more decorative than practical.

From now on, he can do whatever he wants in the foggy space without worrying about alarming others, nor does he have to consider having to pay a "repair fee" every time he destroys the fragile spell practice field.

Ronan spent ten minutes moving all of his most valuable belongings from the space ring to the foggy space.

The "Mirror of the Void" is bound to his soul, and compared to the space ring, it is much safer and more private.

"He really gave me so many magic crystals."

After sorting out the clutter, Ronan looked at a ruby ​​ring in his hand, with strange light shining in his eyes.

The ring has an ancient shape, revealing a hint of majesty and nobility, as if it is exclusive to those in high positions.

It is also a space ring, and the space inside is so large that it even exceeds the sum of the internal spaces of all the space rings in Ronan's hands!

"Narros."

Ronan whispered a name, and the tall figure that looked calm but tired appeared in his mind.

"Who are you exactly?"

Narros is very powerful, so powerful that he has exceeded Ronan's current understanding.

Level six?

No.

He had seen sixth-level wizards. The leaders and elders of the three major sects in Linghu were level six. He had seen them during the entry selection, but Ronan felt that they were far inferior to Narros.

"Then it can only be Twilight. An existence on the level of Juventus' father, the Dark Witch King."

And there seem to be many people like Narroth imprisoned in the "cell" of the Minotaur's Labyrinth.

“Did everyone fall into the maze because of the treasure?
still"

Ronan's eyes flashed, "This labyrinth of the Minotaur was actually built specifically to imprison these people?"

Not sure.

The truth of history is still too far away from Ronan now.

In the space ring given by Narros, there are only magic crystals, but the total number is as many as ten squares!
"Fang" is the unit of measurement for magic crystal, which is roughly equivalent to one cubic meter.

The magic crystals that Ronan had obtained before, plus the ancient spirits he obtained in the Silent Corridor, totaled less than one cubic meter.

Moreover, these magic crystals of Narros are not ordinary low-level magic crystals. They are older and purer. The energy and rune fragments contained inside them are far beyond ordinary magic crystals.

Maybe it's intermediate, or even advanced.

Ronan put Narrros's ruby ​​ring on his hand and felt it was heavy between his fingers.

At that time, he asked Narros for the magic crystal purely on a whim.

Because Narros clearly had the ability to kill him, but he only injured him, and his men showed too much mercy.

Ronan did not sense any "murderous intent" from Narroth, and even felt a lot of goodwill towards him - it was he who released Narroth and freed him from endless imprisonment!
In addition, since he was planning to give away the Key of Space voluntarily, he needed a reasonable reason.

So he proposed it for some unknown reason, and what was even more fantastic was that Narros agreed.

"In this respect, the ancient wizards were indeed more 'noble' than the wizards of today.
The abundant resources have created their concept and principle of "equivalent exchange", that is, you should pay something in return for what you get.
The main theme of the wizarding world now is more inclined towards one-sided plunder..." Ronan tried on Narros's ruby ​​ring, then took it off and carefully stored it away.

With this amount of magic crystals, his [Secret Pupa] light cocoon should be able to mature soon.

Looking at the flat and fertile black soil in front of him, Ronan felt happy and felt that he should plant something.

He asked Arrietty for a handful of flower seeds and scattered them randomly, then took out Molly's red lotus cane, which he had found inside the space ring when he was organizing it.

The Red Lotus Cane, whose surface all metal decorations have been devoured by titanium, is actually a piece of wood, or to be more precise, a piece of branch.

Ronan thought about it and stuck the half branch into the soil, not caring whether it would survive.

After packing up the things in front of him, Ronan walked along the black soil, like a king inspecting his territory, or like an old farmer inspecting his farmland.

He stopped in front of a high wall formed by white fog and tried to send out his mental power, but was bounced back as expected.

But at the same time, some detailed information from the space itself is also fed back.

“Energy matter.”

Ronan felt the feedback information, his eyes flickered, and he took out a magic crystal obtained from Narros and threw it towards the high wall of white mist in front of him.

The magic crystal sank into the high wall effortlessly, as if it was being swallowed.

Then, some of the white mist gradually dissipated, revealing the black soil underneath.
Ronan stood where he was and waited until the white mist stopped dissipating. Comparing it with before, he found that the high wall formed by the white mist had moved outward a total distance of half a finger.

"hiss--"

Ronan took a deep breath, trying to suppress his agitated emotions.

He didn't expect that this space could absorb the magic crystal energy and expand outward.

In other words, the true appearance of space is far more than the small area he sees before his eyes, it may be much, much larger than this!
"Perhaps it can rival the Spirit Lake Secret Realm!"

Even if it is not as big as the entire Linghu Lake, if it is half as big as Linghu Lake, its value is unimaginable.

After all, his space is movable and can be carried with him.

Ronan felt an impulse in his heart, and he couldn't help but take out a few more magic crystals and throw them into the high wall to disperse the fog.

The high wall kept moving backwards, and just when Ronan had almost vented his anger and was about to stop, he suddenly saw a layer of white mist dissipate, and a small silver door appeared from the mist.

"Another door?"

Ronan was stunned, and hurried over to try to open the small door, but as soon as his mental power was applied, it bounced back immediately.

The wicket was shut tight.

He thought about it and wanted to try to push the door open directly with his hand, but when his palm just placed on the small door, the silver mirror in his mind jumped slightly.

"Um?!"

Ronan was stunned for a moment, and soon realized that the "key" to open this door might be related to the space magic inheritance left to him by the Minotaur.

"Minotaur, you have given me too much"

Ronan couldn't help but think of the figure of the blond boy again, and silently exited the space.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the dimly lit and quiet meditation room again.

Ronan sat quietly for a few minutes, completely calming down all the emotions in the Silver Mirror Mist Space. He completely returned to his calm state, and then established a connection with Alazan.

"The spiritual power of the space element in your Yuan Ling has been greatly enhanced, and your Yuan Ling foundation has been enriched. It seems that you have had some good opportunities in the past six months."

The first words Alazan said pointed out the changes that had taken place in Ronan.

He could not "see" the "Mirror of the Void" in Ronan's consciousness space, but he could feel the strong spatial fluctuations emanating from his mental core.

"I entered a secret realm and inherited some magic related to space."

Ronan pretended to be casual and asked calmly, "Have you heard of the name Minotaur?"

Alazan said nothing, perhaps searching the memories in his soul.

After a while, he replied: "I haven't heard of it.
From ancient times to the present, wizards with extraordinary talents and abilities are as numerous as the sands of the galaxy. Even in the era I have experienced, there are too many amazing and brilliant people who are unknown to me.

"That's a shame."

Ronan sighed.

Alazan said nothing more, but said: "I contacted you just to confirm whether the transaction between us is still going on.
Since you responded to me, it's okay."

"I haven't contacted you for half a year, and you think I might have changed my mind?

Am I such a dishonest person in your eyes?"

Ronan just found it funny, but Alazan had already unilaterally cut off the contact.

The next moment Ronan suddenly realized that Alazan attached so much importance to this transaction, it seemed that what he needed to do must be very important to him.

"How much risk can ten thousand ancient spiritual words be worth to me?"

Ronan asked himself in his heart.

This is a question without an answer.

He shook his head, put aside the distracting thoughts, then picked up the Spirit Lake News that Arrietty had copied for him and put it in front of him to check.

After quickly flipping through a few pages, Ronan's gaze suddenly stopped on a certain piece of news -

Juventus was promoted to level five, Yuanling grade. Eight stars!

Please give me a monthly ticket~thank you!

(End of this chapter)