Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 346 All things are sons of Fire and Gold, and all things belong to the Mother of Fire and Gold
A damp, dark, depressing space.

A strange and creepy sound.

"Huff--Huff--", "Crackle, crackle".
Suddenly, a red flame lit up, and the instantaneous light instantly illuminated the strange creatures that looked like fish and lizards and were crouching densely on the black moss-covered stone walls on both sides.

"His-"

The sudden burst of light was like a fuse, completely igniting this depressing environment.

On the stone wall, countless strange black creatures that were gnawing on moss suddenly stopped what they were doing, let out snake-like hissing sounds, and rushed towards the location where the flames were starting.

"Boom--boom--"

These strange creatures were extremely fast. Once they broke away from the stone wall, their bodies immediately became blurred and distorted and disappeared, leaving behind only the sound of a short explosion.

Amid the constant sounds of gas explosions, countless strange creatures pounced towards the flames. Their tiny but densely packed bodies almost completely extinguished the flames in the blink of an eye.

But soon, the sound of metal clashing and sharp blades cutting flesh and blood rang out in the empty space, accompanied by the explosion of flames, and a strong stench of burning flesh quickly spread.

The flickering flames in the darkness spread out in all directions, as if something even more terrifying and indescribable was roaring in a low voice, and its thick tentacles were dancing wantonly.

The corpses of strange creatures kept falling in front of the fire like rain.

This process continued for a long time, until the ground was covered with twisted, charred and torn corpses. Scattered strange creatures retreated quickly in panic along the stone wall. A cluster of blazing flames flew out and landed on the ground with a "pop", dispelling a small area of ​​darkness around it.

Then, a slender and well-proportioned figure slowly walked out of the darkness.

He was wearing a blue robe, had white hair, and had a handsome and cold face. He was casually swinging his hands to dispel the filth and stench in the air. His posture was calm, and he had the elegant and calm temperament of a nobleman or scholar.

It was Ronan who had officially stepped into the Lost Land.

Ronan stood beside the flames summoned by the spell, picked up a palm-sized charred corpse at his feet, held it in his hand to look at it carefully, and then put it into the space ring he carried with him.

From entering the "Ancient Waterway" to now, in a distance of less than 500 meters, he has already encountered no less than three waves of attacks from similar mysterious creatures.

It is unknown whether these strange creatures are from another world. Their individual strength is not very strong, only about the strength of level one or level two wizards, but there are too many of them. They are bloodthirsty, crazy, and not afraid of light at all.

Ronan patted away the flames in front of him, squinted his eyes and looked around in the light of the fire.

He was now standing in the middle of a wide passage, which was wide enough to accommodate three or four carriages running side by side. On both sides were stone walls more than five meters high, covered with blue-black moss and some ancient patterns. A little further away, he could see a statue of a naked little boy holding a water bottle on the top of the stone wall on the left, but it was already very dilapidated and full of an old and decayed atmosphere.

He came down a long flight of stairs and was already in the "waterway".

“.In its heyday, the ancient wizard empire of Keldimu built a huge water conservancy system underground that ran through the entire Upper Ring Continent in order to regulate the flow of energy particles on the continent. It connected countless spell nodes.

But as the empire declined, disasters struck, and wars broke out, this vast waterway became a brutal battlefield and was eventually forgotten."

Ronan raised his hand to brush away the mottled moss on the stone wall beside him, looking at the ancient lines, muttering to himself.

These are the contents recorded in the rune stone left to him by the middle-aged wizard.

An ancient waterway left behind by the ancient wizard empire of Kel'dem.

Part of the Lost Lands.

What Ronan has to do is to clear out the remaining monsters from other worlds in the waterway, find the exit of the waterway, and go to the Quevada Oasis located in the center of the Lost Land.

There, find a token left behind by the New Prophet.

In addition to the Black Moon and Flame wizards from the Linghu factions, those who participated in the competition like him included the Witch Heart Palace, as well as other large and small wizard forces and organizations in the Destiny Empire under the two super-large wizard forces.

It is even possible, as Heliodorus said, that people from other empires or other forces have "intruded".

After all, the ancient waterway runs through the underground of the entire Upper Ring Continent. The disaster that led to the fall of the huge Keldiim Empire and the war burned almost every corner of the continent.

This is a forgotten history.

Ronan only understood it now.

"call--"

Ronan put down his hand, let out a light breath, and then continued walking along the waterway.

Although the waterway is used to regulate energy particles, groundwater should have flowed through it during its use. It has dried up now, but the environment is still cold and humid.

The Lost Land is very large, and wizards from other forces such as the Black Moon, Flame, and the Witch Heart Palace should each have their own entrances to enter.

A spiritual force field as majestic as a celestial body penetrated his body, rotating slowly, like an invisible giant crushing the air inch by inch, and continuously radiating outwards.

Ronan's proficiency in [Ancient Star Meditation] is almost reaching the level of mastery and being promoted to expert, and he is always on the verge of transformation.

The golden fire followed Ronan as he moved. In the darkness around him, all kinds of strange-looking mysterious creatures continued to attack him, like an endless tide. However, before they could get to him, they were crushed and torn apart by his mental force field.

After walking forward for quite a long distance, the stone walls of the waterway on both sides gradually became lower, and the space in front of me seemed to gradually become flatter and wider.

Suddenly, Ronan's expression changed slightly, as if he sensed something.

The golden chainsaw made of titanium swept to both sides like a giant whip, clearing away the obstacles in front of it.

Ronan came to a position under the stone wall on one side, raised his hand to lift a loose and rotten stone slab, and then gently placed his palm in an obvious groove under the stone slab.

Infusion of mental power.

"Om-"

Accompanied by a dull humming sound, it was as if some ancient instrument was slowly starting up.

Ronan saw that, with the groove under his hand as the center, glowing rune patterns began to extend rapidly in all directions.

"Shh-"

Not far away, a light blue beam of light descended, followed by the second, and the third.
The light continued to extend outward, and at every certain distance, a light source appeared, just like lit street lamps.

The light of the ancient lighting crystal extended for hundreds of meters and then stopped abruptly.

"After all, it's been too long. Some of the spell nodes can still be used, but most of them have been damaged."

Ronan stood up, his eyes flashing.

Looking forward along the area he had lit up, he found that it was a severely damaged waterway site. Many stone walls had been knocked down and scattered on the ground. In the damp cracks, some twisted and bizarre vines grew.

Of course, the most noticeable ones were the monsters roaming around in this area. Startled by the light, the monsters immediately spotted Ronan's presence, and swarmed towards him with sharp or hoarse roars.

Ronan didn't have time to identify the appearance of each monster one by one. The most conspicuous ones were three particularly bloated humanoid creatures.

It was like a fat man weighing over 500 pounds, covered in fat, with skin the color of limestone and a strong smell of decay, like a dead body that had just crawled out of a grave. Under his huge, round belly that almost dragged on the ground, there seemed to be countless maggots crawling.

"Roar--"

From afar, one of the fat corpse demons opened its dark and rotten mouth and growled at Ronan.

A strong black beam of light shot out from his mouth, instantly crossing the void and arriving in front of Ronan.

The powerful mental force field outside Ronan's body, comparable to that of a late-stage fourth-level wizard, resisted on its own. When it came into contact with the black light column, it "sank" as soon as it came into contact with it, making a "hissing" sound.

Ronan could feel his mental strength being rapidly depleted. The corpse demon's attack carried some extremely terrifying corrosive force that an ordinary fourth-level wizard could not resist at all.

"Lingmaya."

Ronan took a deep breath, his expression calm, and clasped his hands together to form a seal.

In an instant, "boom"!
Countless golden amber flames emerged from his body, surging like titanium, and his dark blue robe fluttered high.

"Click——"

A golden crack opened up above the darkness, and magma and lightning leaked out.

Ronan approached with an expressionless face, and a hurricane of gold and fire instantly swept across the entire bright area.

The energy of the forbidden domain was everywhere, gold and fire were raging, the golden river was roaring, and Lingmaya was screaming.
I don’t know how much time has passed.

The suppressed and creepy roar on the scene gradually subsided, and the heat enveloped everything, and the filth disappeared.

Ronan stood in the center of a red and golden environment, his body suspended in the air, his eyes closed, his head slightly tilted back.

He seemed to be in an extremely mysterious state, with the golden titanium surrounding him like flowing water, the indescribable shadow of Lingmaya swaying behind him, and the forbidden aura growing thicker and thicker every second.
In the quiet waterway space, under the tranquil crystal light, ancient hymns seem to be lingering and flowing softly.

The golden flame of one of the seven pillars of the gods from the distant golden kingdom.
Gradually, the titanium and flames around Ronan began to blend further deeply, presenting a asphalt-like golden flame form.

Some golden fire fell down and landed on the three huge, charred, fat corpses under Ronan.

"Oh!"

The belly of the corpse swelled up quickly and exploded, and then countless arm-long white worms quickly ran out of it. However, before they could do anything, they were completely burned to ashes by the falling asphalt-like flames.

"Buzz-buzz-buzz-"

The ancient and mysterious chanting in the void became more and more magnificent and heavy.

Circles of red-gold ripples began to emanate from Ronan's body, and the void began to wrinkle like silk.

When the forbidden energy accumulated to a certain level, suddenly, all the horrible aura flowed back into Ronan's body like water.

Ronan opened his eyes and his feet landed gently on the ground.

"All things are sons of fire and gold, and all things belong to the mother of fire and gold."

He murmured something with a strange expression on his face.

He had come into contact with the deeper changes of the [Golden Fire] inheritance a long time ago, and had been trying to understand it ever since.

In the battle just now, among the five inherited spells of [Golden Fire], the proficiency of [Bronze Head] successfully broke through the master level of one thousand points, reaching the second stage of magic domain resonance realm.

With the addition of the [Golden Soul] which had reached the second level of resonance early on, after the fusion of the five domains of law, the deeper changes in the inheritance of [Golden Fire] finally made some substantial progress.

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A more powerful means of transformation after summoning Lingmaya's spell clone.

"This inheritance contains an epic. It is the epic of Maya, the Golden Fire Spirit, one of the Seven Pillar Gods of the Golden Kingdom."

"I have only just begun to open the first page of this magnificent poem."

Ronan murmured to himself, and he couldn't help but think of the person he met under the golden apple tree. He stood side by side with him on the golden sand dunes, raised his hand and pointed to the Golden Kingdom in the distance, laughed and told him about an infinitely beautiful dream of gold that he had been imagining since he was a child.

"The call of the Golden Country has become clearer."

Ronan lowered his eyes, gradually calming down the excitement after the magic breakthrough.

Looking around, he found that all the monsters in this bright area had been cleared out by him.

But in the darkness in the distance that cannot be covered by light, one can sense that more monsters are rushing towards here.

"Without a waterway map, if we keep maintaining this density of monsters, and as we go deeper, we will encounter more and stronger monsters.
That is indeed a difficult task to accomplish alone.”

Ronan frowned slightly. He now understood completely why Misha was the popular choice and why participating in this stage of the competition required gathering a team of elite wizards and using his connections.

He had just entered the outer layer of the ancient waterway, and he had already encountered strong resistance that even an ordinary level 4 cultivator would have difficulty in overcoming. One can imagine how difficult the road ahead will be.

You have to keep going deeper until you find the exit of the waterway and find the Quevada Oasis in the center of the Lost Land.
It would be almost impossible to do it without a group of people looking out for each other, taking every step carefully, and dividing the work.

This will certainly be a long process, perhaps lasting several years or even longer.

Moreover, you must always be on guard against the rival forces that are also in the process of the mission, various complicated relationships, and unknown variables.
It is indeed a test of a wizard's comprehensive qualities in all aspects. Only those who stand out from such a selection can bear the respect and expectations of all parties in the upcoming upheaval.

Ronan took a deep breath, thought for a while, and took out the ring that the middle-aged wizard gave him before he left.

In the ring, there are some helpful things left for him by the Great Elder of the Deep Sea, but they have not been opened yet.

"Is this the right place?"

Ronan took out the box with rune light paths all over its surface, glanced at the darkness that was faintly turbulent in the distance, shook his head, and simply prepared to open the box right there.

In such an environment, it doesn't matter where you open it, there's no such thing as appropriate or inappropriate.

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(End of this chapter)