Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 416: The Valley of Gold, the Throat of the Burning Sun, and the Bloodline of the Red Dragon!
The morning mist was like a veil. The four-legged flying dragon spread its silver-gray membrane wings and glided into the sea of ​​clouds on the rising air currents.

Ronan stood quietly on the broad back of the four-legged flying dragon. The wind blew up the hem of his platinum robe. Some sunlight fell at his feet, spreading fine golden light on the dragon's back.

The forest beneath my body turned into a dark green velvet carpet, the river meandered like a silver ribbon, and occasionally a bird flew under the clouds, like seeds scattered by the wind.

Selina was sitting just in front of him on the left, her back straight, one hand gently resting on the edge of the dragon saddle, her lips tightly pursed, her eyes looking into the distance, no one knew what she was thinking about.

Ani and other wizards of the Pendulum of Fate, and the wizards of the Court of Life brought by Selena were scattered on both wings of the dragon. This time, Ronan did not ride on the ancient thunder eagle, but at Selena's strong request, rode on the dragon with her.

He looked as if he was afraid that Ronan would leave at any time.

The location of the Holy Grail Trial is in the center of the Empire of Life, in a place called the Valley of the Gate of Gold.

At the speed of a quadrupedal flying dragon, it would take four to five days to get there.

Selina had no communication with Ronan throughout the whole process, and Ronan naturally would not take the initiative to get close to her. Most of his mind was immersed in his own consciousness.

At this time, in Ronan's consciousness space, nearly 100,000 ancient spiritual texts were divided into ten dark red star clusters. More or less, countless ancient spiritual texts were wriggling in their respective star clusters, as if they were trying to piece together some pattern.

A great jigsaw puzzle about the "Ten Ancient Origin Runes"!

Ronan never gave up. In his spare time, he would visualize the ancient spiritual texts and try to deduce them silently.

The process was many times more complicated than Ronan had expected.

One hundred thousand ancient spiritual characters cannot even piece together the outline of any origin rune. Only those who have truly come into contact with it know how huge a project this is that has taken a lifetime of hard work.

Perhaps it was even more dreamy and unattainable than the utopia that the wizards of Bisbior had been pursuing. Ronan had no idea how far Heramus had progressed at the time. It seemed like something that could not be accomplished by human power at all.

The fifth day of sunrise.

Ronan and his party officially stepped into the central part of the empire.

The four-legged dragon descended from the clouds, and Ronan came out of his meditation and saw a vast plain.

In the center of the plain are two verdant mountains. Surrounded by the mountains, a wide river meanders through the mountains and then divides into countless small tributaries.

Shallows of varying sizes are scattered throughout the valley, and the morning sun shines on the river, making the entire river look like flowing liquid gold.

The outsides of both mountains are covered with dense primeval forests, while the inside is made of sandstone that has been weathered for tens of millions of years.

As the four-legged flying dragon led the team slowly down into the valley, Ronan saw that the valley walls on both sides were full of vertical cracks and holes.

When the sun's rays pass through these natural holes and cast slender golden beams of light on the rock wall, the scene is like countless rays of light shining through countless slightly opened door cracks, full of mystery and tranquility.

The Valley of Gold got its name from this.

The four-legged flying dragon landed on a spacious, flat, pebbled shallows. Selena stood up from the dragon's back, glanced at Ronan, then got off the dragon and commanded the wizards of the royal court to set up camp.

"We need to stay here for at least two years until the door to the treasure house containing the Holy Grail of Life is opened."

Selina pointed to the riverbank ahead where countless golden beams of light were scattered and said to Ronan calmly, "This is when the trial begins.

During this period, I think it should be enough for Your Majesty to complete the process of upgrading from a Level 4 wizard to a Level 5 wizard."

Ronan did not answer, but looked around and asked casually: "The other heirs didn't come?"

Selina nodded and said calmly: "I deliberately came a little earlier, thinking that His Majesty could see who our opponents are."

Selina paused as she spoke, then continued, "The information I gave you last time is no longer accurate. Almost everyone's forces have changed."

"Like you?"

Ronan glanced at Selina and said.

Selena remained expressionless and did not answer.

The group officially settled down on the riverbank. The actual start time of the Holy Grail Test was still a long time away, but Selena's behavior seemed as if she had taken two full years in advance to "familiarize herself with the examination room."

Ronan didn't say anything, he knew very well what Selena was thinking.

She really needed some actions to prove her existence, otherwise she would almost completely lose her own voice in this "cooperation" with Golden Dawn of Fate's Pendulum.

Although the poor and stubborn Princess Selina began to try to show her "strength", she did not neglect the courtesy towards Ronan and his party.

Including any wizard of the Pendulum of Fate, Ronan and others still enjoy the best treatment provided by Selina.

They don't need to do almost anything every day, as Selina's subordinates take care of all the daily needs.

Ronan didn't care where he was. He had almost reached the end of his fourth-level wizard stage. Apart from daily meditation and the final polishing of his mental strength, he was building the [Spiral Palace] in his body.

After [Austere Body Tempering] was promoted to Grandmaster level, Ronan had a way to move forward in body tempering. The breakthrough of [Austere Body Tempering] prompted the progress of [Secret Pupa] to slowly climb upward. In just two months, the progress increased from the original stagnant 13% to 14%.

Due to the promoting effect of the curse power on the [Innocent Body], Ronan set aside some time to pick up several curse spells he had learned before and practiced them in the foggy space every day.

But perhaps because the spell grade is too low and the spell proficiency is too low, the effect on [Innocent Body] has never been obvious.

In the third month after arriving in the Valley of the Golden Sword, a strange roar suddenly sounded in the valley, waking Ronan from his meditation.

Walking out of the space tent, Ronan was immediately attracted by a red color that slowly passed through the sky above the valley.

It was as if a boiling magma lake was suspended high in the sky, picked up by an invisible force and slowly moving across the sky.

The scorching air descended, creating billowing white steam directly on the river surface below. The moist riverbed immediately became dry and scorched, and some fragile pebbles even began to melt.

Ronan narrowed his eyes and saw that in the center of the red area, there was a short-haired young man with an upright figure and wearing rune-patterned light armor standing there.

Behind the crimson fire cloud, there was a gorgeous carriage pulled by six four-legged flying dragons, and a large number of wizards wearing robes or armor followed closely behind.

The red fire cloud and the flying dragon carriage passed over Ronan and the others. The short-haired young man in the flames and the people in the carriage seemed to cast their eyes over them, but quickly looked away indifferently.

Ronan heard the strange roar again, and this time he heard it very clearly. The sound came from the short-haired young man in the fire cloud.

"dragon?!"

Ronan's eyes flickered as he watched the group gradually move deeper into the Valley of Gold.

He had seen the dragon wizard Bahafus and the tailless dragon Golini, and was quite sensitive to the characteristics of dragons.

He clearly sensed the breath of the legendary dragon from the short-haired young man who was surrounded by magma and fire clouds.

"The Throat of the Burning Sun, Eremod Irinita, known as the 'Red Disaster'."

Selina appeared beside Ronan at some point, also watching the group of people go away, and a cold voice came out of her mouth.

"Eremod is the most outstanding wizard talent of this generation of 'Sunmaw' and has always been highly regarded.

In the last Hunting Bow Trial, if Juventus hadn’t appeared, he would have been the one who was everyone’s nightmare.”

"At the end of the day, I'm just a loser."

Ronan made a cold comment in accordance with his identity as "Misha", but Selena shook her head in denial.

"If you underestimate him, you're making a big mistake."

Selina turned around and looked Ronan in the eye, then said coldly, “Although Eremod was defeated by Juventus in the Hunting Bow Trial, Juventus also made him successful.

After that battle, he fully awakened the ancient red dragon bloodline in his body. If he is given more time, perhaps Juventus will not be his opponent."

"Ancient Red Dragon."

Under the Dawn Mask, Ronan's eyes flickered slightly. He now finally understood where the legendary dragon aura he had felt from the short-haired young man came from.

In the current wizarding world, ancient bloodline is almost the limit of what ordinary wizards can reach, not to mention the ancient dragon bloodline.

The ancient red dragon is a dominant being at the same level as Hekaltor. To some extent, Hekaltor's frost hydra bloodline may not be as noble as his.

What Selina said was not completely unreasonable. Eremos, who possessed the blood of an ancient red dragon and had outstanding wizard talent, was indeed qualified to challenge Juventus.

The only difference between the two may be the star level of their Yuan Ling.

"Is this the change in the opponent's situation that you mentioned?"

Ronan withdrew his gaze from the distance and spoke calmly, "If I remember correctly, the target of the Burning Sun Throat should be Seniwan Alba, who is the most powerful of the six heirs you highlighted in the information.
Now, with Eremod's awakening, his chances of winning are even greater."

Selena pursed her lips, said nothing, and just turned and left.

The appearance of the "Red Scourge" Eremod broke the peace that originally belonged to Ronan and others. In the following months, teams of royal heirs of the Alba family continued to arrive.

The second royal heir to arrive was named Gaunter Alba. Unlike Eremod and his party, they chose to enter from the other end of the Valley of the Golden Gate.

When they arrived, Ronan only sensed the breath of Gaunt Alba and his group, followed by the panicked roar of the four-legged flying dragon.

A fierce conflict immediately broke out between Gaunt Alba and Senyvan Alba. The red dragon flame belonging to Eremod burned half of the sky of the Valley of the Golden Gates red, completely tearing off the veil of this dispute over the throne.

But what surprised Ronan was that with the existence of Eremod, a top wizard genius with the blood of the ancient red dragon, Gaunt Alba and his group did not seem to suffer much in the conflict.

Amid the red dragon's roar, Ronan vaguely heard a familiar elephant hiss.

The two fighting figures stirred up most of the Gold River, but when Ronan wanted to go over to check, the battle ended silently.

He had no choice but to give up.

"Like the magic style of the Tangista Empire"

Ronan caught some residual magic fluctuations from the battle, and some thoughts crossed his mind silently, "Have Tangista's forces also entered the battlefield?"

It sounds incredible that the fight for the throne of the Life Empire was allowed to be interfered by the wizards of the Tangista Empire.

But if you think about it carefully, it is reasonable.

Without the seventh-level wizard King Alba in charge, it would be strange if the White Wizard King could not extend his tentacles to the Court of Life.

Then think of Edward Alba, who is supported by the Twilight Council and the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society.
Ronan couldn't help but shake his head.

This battle for the throne has become a complete mess. Even the prophet Eve cannot predict the final outcome.

Compared with the several popular heirs to the throne who arrived one after another with great momentum, Selena, a princess who couldn't even gather a few level five wizards under her command, was undoubtedly like a nobody.

Thanks to everyone's contempt for Selena, no one has ever come to harass them.

Ronan spent a peaceful six months in the Valley of the Golden Gate.

When the leaves of late autumn dyed the forests on both sides of the Feijin River golden, in a hidden dense forest, Ronan quietly watched a group of people busying around in front of him.

A huge magic pool was opened up, with dense rune patterns engraved inside the pool.

Several wizards wearing robes of the Court of Life were carefully pouring bottles of milk-like liquid into the pool of the magic circle. A layer of milky liquid had accumulated at the bottom of the pool, and it would not take long to fill the entire pool completely.

"Where is Her Royal Highness?"

Ronan put his hands behind his back, turned around and asked a female wizard beside him who had natural silver hair and slightly dark skin.

It was the silver-haired witch who had gone to the south with Selina. Until now, Ronan still didn't know her name.

"Your Highness Princess has something to do. Your Majesty, the Golden Dawn, please let me know if you need anything."

The silver-haired witch answered Ronan's question neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Ronan nodded slightly and said nothing more.

The group of people in front of him were naturally preparing the ritual array needed for his promotion from level 4 to level 5. In half a year, Ronan had perfected all aspects, and even the number of ancient spiritual texts engraved on him exceeded 100,000.

He is always ready to reach level five.

Everything seemed to be going on in an orderly manner, but at this moment, a powerful mental force suddenly erupted from behind everyone.

This mental fluctuation, which had reached at least the fifth late stage, blew through the forest like a strong wind even at a long distance, bringing down golden fallen leaves.

"Did it come from the princess?"

The silver-haired witch noticed this and her expression suddenly changed.

Just when I was about to say hello to Ronan and go check, I turned around and found that Ronan, who was standing in front of me just now, had disappeared without a trace. Only a few fallen leaves flying upwards seemed to be telling the trajectory of his departure.

"Now that I've come this far, there's no way I'm going to give up."

In the bleak autumn sky, the terrifying mental pressure formed transparent water ripples in the void, which continued to spread downward and outward.

Selina was wearing platinum armor with countless runes sparkling on it. She held a bow in both hands. The strong wind formed by her power blew up her long golden hair, revealing a pair of eyes as firm and sharp as arrows.

"You ask Warin to come and tell me in person, and let him take the same surname as his from my body with his own hands."

As Selina spoke, she slowly pulled the golden bow. The terrifying energy gathered at the tip of the arrow, forming a dazzling light.

In front of her, a man in a black robe and a silver patterned mask looked down at her coldly, his brows furrowed beneath the mask.

"Impossible."

The man in the silver patterned mask finally shook his head and snorted coldly. A series of dark yellow tentacles as thick as pythons quickly spread out from his back and shot towards Selena in an instant.

Selina took a deep breath, her eyes determined as she was about to release the bowstring.

At this moment, a beam of energy as bright as the morning light crossed the space and shot straight out from behind her. In the blink of an eye, it pierced through the body of the masked man in front of her.

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