Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 401: Why do the princess' subordinates still keep such useless trash?
A tall figure in a platinum robe stood calmly on top of the Thunder Eagle, with a majestic and thick sea of ​​golden clouds spreading out behind him. In the sea of ​​clouds, an indescribable shadow of horror was slowly projected downwards.

Just the vague outline appeared slightly, and Selena and others below had an extremely strong feeling of suffocation.

Fumingge, whose face was fixed firmly on the gaze of the terrifying being above the golden sea of ​​clouds, became stiff all over. The inheritance formation behind him stopped working, and his expression, which was originally filled with cruelty and sinister intent, was replaced by shock and dullness, as if he had seen something that was extremely unbelievable to him.

The figure on top of the Thunder Eagle cast an indifferent gaze and casually pointed in the direction of Fumingge.

In an instant, the thick golden sea of ​​clouds behind him boiled.

The magnificent and ethereal chanting in the void suddenly became more powerful, like countless pieces of metal colliding wildly at high frequencies, countless voices, all singing praises to an ancient name -

“Lingmaya…” “Lingmaya…” “Lingmaya…”

Behind the boiling golden sea of ​​clouds, an indescribable shadow that made even the ancient thunder eagle seem insignificant continued to expand, as if it was about to walk out from behind the sea of ​​clouds at any time and completely descend into this world.

Immediately afterwards, a sea of ​​clouds continued to roll, and from the sea of ​​clouds, an indescribably huge tentacle slowly stretched out.

The huge tentacle seemed to be cast from the finest gold, and was covered with densely packed serrated suction cups, making the entire tentacle look like a strange and twisted golden chainsaw.

On the tentacles, countless ruby-like flame patterns interpret the truth of gold.

The moment the tentacles appeared, all the golden fragments floating in the void began to burn on their own. At this moment, time almost stopped, and an extremely sticky invisible sea of ​​gold seemed to be brewing between heaven and earth.

The forbidden energy filled every corner of the battlefield.

Before the terrifying golden touch had completely landed, Fumingge, who was locked by it from a distance, began to tremble uncontrollably.

The black magic disk behind him showed signs of collapse. Huge cracks spread across the disk, making cracking sounds as it could not bear the weight.

"True meaning level spell!"

Selena looked at the extremely shocking scene in front of her with a deeply moved expression, as if an electric current was running rapidly along her tailbone and throughout her body, causing all the pores in her body to explode.

Countless golden and white streams of light appeared on her body surface, quickly condensing into a set of armor that was exquisitely gorgeous, yet ancient and majestic.

Selina raised her hand and clenched it, countless golden lights weaving between her fingers, and a gorgeous bow appeared out of thin air, as if formed by a large number of golden vines.

The cloak with flashing runes was raised high behind Selena. She gritted her teeth and rushed towards Fumingge's position with the golden bow in her hand.

Selena finally saw it now.

The mysterious man in front of him, whose name was Golden Dawn and whose strength was almost unbelievable, did not want to use Fumingge to establish his authority.

He really wanted to kill Fumingge!

His murderous intent was as strong and majestic as the golden sea of ​​clouds before him.

The terrifying huge golden touch kept falling, and the small piece of void where Feminge was located had begun to collapse. At this time, Feminge was like an ant facing the crushing of a giant's fingers. Fear and shock were intertwined on his distorted face, and dense blue veins bulged on his cheeks and neck. His mouth was open, as if he was shouting unwillingly, but no sound came out.

The closer Selena got to Flamingo's position, the more pressure she felt. A trace of horror flashed across her eyes, but she still gritted her teeth and forcibly cut into the battle, blocking Flamingo firmly. Facing the huge golden touch that fell from the sky and almost filled her entire field of vision, she firmly raised the golden bow in her hand.

Selena pulled the invisible bowstring on the golden bow, and the bow was like a full moon. Countless "&"-shaped runes on the golden bow and armor lit up, condensing into golden tassel-like light patterns. With Selena's bow-holding hand as the origin, a magic barrier with golden ripples was propped up.

The terrifying power contained in the Golden Touch continued to hit the golden barrier. Selina's arms trembled violently. She felt like she was in the middle of a raging sea, bearing the impact of the tsunami all the time.

She could hardly see the scene in front of her, and only supported by a belief, she squinted her eyes, and mysterious golden runes flashed in her lake green eyes. Then she pursed her lips and slowly pulled the bowstring to the maximum.
Just as Selina was about to let go, the terrible pressure that had been pressing down on her body like a tsunami suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if everything had suddenly calmed down completely and time had stopped.

Selina looked up in surprise, only to find that the figure who had been standing on the back of the ancient thunder eagle and in front of the golden throne had appeared in front of her at some point.

The latter stood under the frozen golden sea of ​​clouds, with an indescribable huge shadow above his head. He was guarded by countless suspended golden flames, looking down at himself quietly from above.

Under the golden mask flowing with the light of morning light, a voice that sounded like the resonance of countless metals sounded faintly.

"Why do the princess' subordinates still keep such useless trash?"

When Selena heard this, her expression froze, and then suddenly became a little ugly.

But soon, Selena took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

She slowly put away the golden bow in her hand and bowed deeply to the person in front of her.

"Selena Alba."

"Greetings, His Majesty the Golden Dawn!"

Under the majestic golden sea of ​​clouds, Selena placed one hand on her shoulder and bowed.

The wind from the plains blew in from afar, bringing the sound of bluebells.

The four-legged flying dragon let out a slight hissing sound, and the wizards of the Court of Life suddenly woke up as if from a dream. They all followed Selina's actions and saluted respectfully towards Ronan's position.

"Greetings, His Majesty the Golden Dawn!"

'Golden Dawn.'

Ronan listened to the voices of many wizards paying homage, looked at the surging sea of ​​clouds above his head, and suddenly felt a sense of emotion in his heart.

It is indeed as magnificent and beautiful as the golden dawn.

He wondered if the prophet Eve had foreseen this scene and had given him such a title.

Ronan was very curious about how interesting Selena's expression would be if he took off the mask in front of her while she was bowing solemnly.

Yes.

The member of the Alba royal family chosen by the prophet Eve for his assistance was Selina, who had fought with him in the final battle for the genius of Heramus in the south.

What's more coincidental is
It turns out that the fifth-level elemental wizard, Fumingge, who attempted to kill Ronan and steal the inheritance of the Archon of Heramus from him several years ago, is also under Selena's command.

At this time, Fumingge seemed to have just recovered from the shock of the previous battle.

Ronan's last spell did not fall, but it still caused him unprecedented fear and shock. He could feel Ronan's undisguised murderous intent towards him, and he barely "survived" thanks to Selina's forced intervention, looking almost ugly.

At this moment, Fumingge was almost completely hidden in a thick black fog, with only a pale and gloomy face exposed. He had been staring at Ronan, with a sinister light flashing in his eyes from time to time.

Seeing Ronan turning his gaze towards him, Fumingge immediately lowered his eyes, carefully concealing his dark thoughts that were unknown to others.

"The elements are with you. I have met His Majesty the Golden Dawn."

Fuminge lowered his head and saluted Ronan, but just as he bowed, he heard a dull sound of countless metal vibrating.

"What are you looking at?"

"Well?.."

The singer Fumin paused, raised his head, and looked "bewildered and puzzled".

Ronan ignored him and just raised his hand casually.

Under the platinum robe, titanium was like a golden streak that flew straight towards Fumingge's face.

He watched Fumingge subconsciously dodging, and with his eyelids slightly raised, the magic power that had not yet dissipated above his head immediately rolled again, the golden sea of ​​clouds surged, and an indescribable huge shadow pressed down.
Sure enough, under the threat of such power, Fu Mingge quickly froze his body and even took the initiative to remove the defensive force field around him.

"Snapped--"

With a crisp and loud lashing sound, the titanium was swung across Fumingge's cheek, leaving a bloody, red and swollen scar on his left face.

However, Ronan had no intention of giving up.

He narrowed his eyes at Fuminge and spoke softly.

"I hate the way you just looked at me."

"Your Majesty." Selena on the side frowned slightly and couldn't help but speak.

"Ok?"

But under Ronan's indifferent look, he forced himself to shut his mouth.

The atmosphere that had just relaxed became stagnant again in the blink of an eye. It seemed that even the wind had stopped flowing. Only the slight crisp sound of lightning exploding on the feathers of the ancient thunder eagle could be heard.

Ronan had a nonchalant attitude, looking down casually at the gold and titanium climbing up his hand without the magic glove like a well-behaved snake, and circling around his slender fingers.

Time passed by minute by minute.

I don’t know how long it took, but Fu Mingge in front of me finally responded.

"I'm so sorry."

Ronan looked up and saw an almost humble smile on Fumingge's pale face. Then he quickly stretched out two fingers and gouged out his own eyes cleanly.

His eyeballs rolled down, and bright red blood flowed freely along Fumingge's empty eye sockets, gathering at his chin and dripping down bit by bit.

"Please forgive my ignorance and I did not mean to offend you."

Fumingge crushed his own eyeballs with his own hands, bent down, bowed deeply to Ronan, and made a dark and hoarse voice.

"Once again, I apologize."

"Fomingsong"

Selena on the side showed a look of reluctance on her face and couldn't help but speak softly.

However, Fumingge just smiled and then gestured to leave towards Ronan and Selena.

"Damien."

Arazan's voice reminded me in my mind, "This person..."

"I know."

Ronan's eyes flickered and his consciousness quickly dissipated.

"Oris, help me."

Before he could finish his words, he received a muffled response from the Ancient Thunder Eagle.

"Brother..I am not your follower."

Ronan frowned slightly.

He flexed his fingers, and a titanium particle quickly caught up with the departing Formingo, silently clinging to the hem of his robe, perfectly disguised as a decorative gold thread.

Ronan's brows relaxed again when he felt that the other party was always within his reach.

After doing all this, Ronan raised his hand and dispersed the layers of golden clouds in the sky.

The indescribable terrifying shadow retreated, and the natural light of the Wind Plains began to shine again. Almost everyone present felt a sense of relief.

"Your Majesty."

Selena recovered from Fumingge's early exit, her mood calmed down a little, and she was about to say something.

Ronan raised his hand to interrupt her.

“Tired.

Let’s find a place to rest first.”

After saying that, Ronan turned around without even looking at her and flew towards the back of the ancient thunder eagle.

A terrible sound of thunder and gas explosion was heard, and the wings of the ancient thunder eagle vibrated, rising up like a huge shadow, followed by a group of wizards of the pendulum of fate.

Selina gave the order to lead the way expressionlessly, and the silver-haired witch quietly walked up to her.

"Your Highness."

“It’s just as rumored.”

Selina narrowed her eyes, her eyes flickered, and she spoke in a low voice: "Proud, domineering, self-centered, arrogant and insolent. But..."

She gritted her teeth and seemed reluctant to make the comment.

“He does have the capital!”

"Misha Tyrion is a figure who can rival Juventus."

Selina took a deep look upward, as if she wanted to see through the huge body of the ancient thunder eagle and see the figure sitting on the golden throne on the back of the thunder eagle.

"Let's go."

Selina retracted her gaze and gave an indifferent order, "Please prepare the best healing potion for me to calm Fumingge down first."

"Yes."

The silver-haired witch retreated in response, and the four-legged flying dragon flapped its wings and flew into the air. The two groups of people, one above and one below, quickly flew away over the Wind Plain.

The clouds swept past quickly from both sides, and the strong wind stirred up the sound of thunderstorms.

Ronan sat casually on the golden throne, using the titanium mark to sense the position of Fumingge at any time while checking his character panel information.

In the past three years or nearly four years, he had mastered the five inherited spells of [Golden Fire] to a master's level of over 1,500 points.

The fusion of five extraordinary domains that have reached the realm of three-domain resonance naturally crosses the threshold of the ordinary forbidden level, comprehends the deeper mysteries of the inheritance of the golden fire, and unlocks the "true meaning level" means that surpass the [Golden Origin].

The effect is similar - it can summon the real Lingmaya magic body from the legendary Golden Kingdom!
Of course, at this stage Ronan can only summon one golden tentacle of Lingmaya. Even so, with the blessing of the [Ethereal and Extreme Mind] state, the mental strength that directly reaches the late fifth level is enough to easily crush a wizard like Fumingge, who is in the middle fifth level and has a heritage magic circle.

"Femingo's strength is worse than Quasimodo, Sieg, and Ulian, but not as good as Sarlanch."

"His inheritance array is not as powerful as Sarlanqi's."

Ronan reviewed and summarized the previous battle in his mind, and suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help calling Alazan.

"Arazan, do you have any good suggestions on the inheritance array that a level 5 wizard can construct?"

"You shouldn't be asking me that question."

Alazan replied calmly.

Ronan frowned slightly, "What do you mean?"

Arazan said: "The metal and fire spells you are currently learning are rarely comparable to those in my experience.

It is impossible for a spell inheritance of this level to be without a matching inheritance array."

Ronan was stunned for a moment, and then a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

"you're right."

Ronan nodded slowly, he stood up from the golden throne and looked in a certain direction on the back of the Thunder Eagle.

From somewhere in the dark, the call from the Golden Land keeps coming.

(End of this chapter)