Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 421 [Ice Attribute Control], Impact Level
"Whoosh whoosh-"

From the quiet valley came the sound of huge waves and the sea hitting the rocks, and it seemed that there was a lot of broken ice mixed in, making a dense and shattering sound.

Countless deep blue invisible veins emanated from the valley, and at the bottom was a huge snow-white vortex. Accompanied by the desolate and distant roar of whales, a figure slowly walked out from the center of the vortex.

Ronan stood above the valley, stretching his body. His well-proportioned, not-too-tall body exuded a sense of infinite depth and breadth.

His snow-white hair was casually draped over his shoulders, and his originally pure and azure blue eyes had turned into a deeper and richer blue-gold color, which contrasted with the whale symbol on his forehead, making him look even more noble.

When he opened his character panel, the words [Bloodline of the Ancient Frost Whale] appeared in the talent column. Although the concentration was only (1%), it gave Ronan a feeling that his soul and body had been reborn from the inside out.

"call--"

Ronan exhaled gently and looked at his hands, which seemed too white.

There was an indescribable terrifying force surging within it, as if it would burst out from every pore as long as his mind changed slightly.

The proficiency of the Grandmaster-level [Austerity Body Tempering] has not changed at all. This is entirely due to the physical improvement brought by the ancient frost whale bloodline.

The fusion of Hekalto's blood had a similar effect, but it was completely incomparable to what it was now.

Of course, compared with the other improvements brought about by the ancient frost whale bloodline, this change in physique is almost negligible.

Ronan scanned the character panel. In addition to the [Ancient Frost Whale Bloodline], there was also a new talent added behind the talent column - [Ice Attribute Control]!
He once had the talent of [Affinity for Ice Attribute], but he lost it after losing the blood of the ancient frost hydra. Now he has this talent again in a higher-level form.

【Control of ice attribute】!
Now in Ronan's eyes, the sky and the earth were filled with blue and white light patterns that were bright or dark. They were like blood vessels growing naturally in Ronan's body.

As long as he wants, he can "see" them and move them at any time.

"The power of rules about frost"

This is the bloodline of the Ancient Frost Whale, the most direct benefit brought by the talent of [Control of Ice Element] - he has completely become the darling of the ice system. Any ice magic in his hands will awaken the instinct of the bloodline in his body and he can master it as easily as breathing.

It can even directly skip the stage of the extraordinary realm and enter the forbidden realm.

All the perfect-level ice mages that were stuck at "Master Level 1600 points" on his skill panel were now undergoing a transformation, and were gradually being transformed by the benefits brought by the bloodline of the Ancient Frost Whale.

Ronan casually summoned a little ice crystal. The insignificant mobilization of mental power caused countless free energy particles to rush in quickly.

That bit of ice crystal expanded rapidly in the void like a balloon, quickly accumulating power like a snowball, and came with additional spell effects such as ice spikes and ice rings!

If Ronan used ice magic in the past, he was using his mental power to forcibly "recruit" those free ice energy particles to come to his assistance.

Now, he only needs a thought, and ice energy will surge in ten or even a hundred times more than before. They are eager to resonate with Ronan and look forward to being selected by him.
“Is this the power of the ancient bloodline?”

Suddenly, Ronan's eyes turned into a blazing snow-colored sun, and a majestic mental force field emanated from his body.

In an instant, a rotating frost nebula appeared, directly drawing in a vast and terrifying cold wave. Countless arcs of snow fell from the sky, presenting a terrifying scene of glaciers turning upside down and the world overturning.

In just a blink of an eye, the void and the land within a radius of dozens of miles around Ronan were completely frozen, completely turning into a small, snow-white, crystal-clear world that was still spreading outward.
"call--"

Ronan exhaled gently, restraining the power he had released.

It can be predicted that his original ice mage combat system will usher in a huge leap and change after the addition of the ancient frost whale bloodline.

Now he is just relying on instinct to perform his methods at will. Many of the deeper abilities brought by his bloodline are still being explored, but at this stage he probably doesn't have time to test them one by one.

The most urgent task is to reach level five as soon as possible.

Ronan thought about it, gathered his mind, put on the Mask of Dawn and the Gloves of Molten Embrace again, and then flew quickly towards the direction of the Valley of the Door of Gold.

The Valley of Feijin.

In the makeshift palace, Selena was sitting quietly in front of a red oak table.

At one end of the long oak table, which seemed to have grown naturally, there were fresh branches growing, and the branches were covered with palm-sized, lush and green fresh leaves.

There seemed to be rune light and flashing words on each leaf. Selena picked a leaf and read the words that appeared on the leaf. The green leaf immediately turned yellow and was then put aside by her.

Selena looked at each leaf slowly, occasionally frowning, and occasionally falling into deep thought.

When she reached out to pick a fresh leaf from the oak branch again, the silence in the room was suddenly broken. A silver-haired witch with ordinary appearance and dark skin walked in quickly. She came to Selina with joy and reported in a low voice: "Your Highness, that person is back."

"where?!"

Selina, who was busy handling work at the table, suddenly had her eyes lit up.

"It's right where the Soul Shaping Array was originally set up."

The silver-haired witch had just finished speaking when she looked up, only to find that Selina was no longer in front of her, and only oak leaves rustling in the wind were left.

Selena rushed to the location she had personally chosen to set up the soul-shaping magic circle like a gust of wind.

The dense foliage blocked her view, and she had no time to respond to the greetings from the wizards of the Court of Life who were on duty here. Selina pushed aside the last patch of bushes in front of her, and her eyes immediately locked onto a tall figure standing in front of her, facing the Soul Shaping Array.

The moment she saw the other person, Selena's eyes were slightly stunned.

Compared with a year ago, the person in front of him had changed from having an aura as wild as fire and as sharp as a blade to being deeply restrained.

But the feeling it gave her seemed to become even stronger.

Selina walked towards the man step by step. In a trance, she felt as if she was walking on an endless sea of ​​ice and was gradually swallowed by the cold.

The man turned around and looked back inadvertently, and the aura he exuded in an instant was as if some indescribable giant was giving her a cold and condescending look. Selina's delicate body trembled slightly, and she felt a sense of infinitely small shudder from the soul.

But this breath disappeared from the other person in a flash, making Selena wonder if what she just sensed was some kind of illusion.

Gently suppressing the uneasiness that kept rising in her heart, Selena took a deep breath and quickly walked up to the other person. The words of inquiry she had originally planned came to her lips, but only a low greeting remained.

"Your Majesty."

"Ah."

Ronan glanced at Selina, and after seeing that there was no dissatisfaction on her face, he thought for a moment and explained casually, "Something happened and we were delayed for a while."

Serena nodded and said, "I have verified that the person who led you away a year ago was the frost leader wizard behind Katie, a woman named Elsa.

This was not Katie's intention, and she did not

"Has that woman come back?"

Selina was interrupted by Ronan's question before she could finish her words.

"At the moment... probably not."

Serena shook her head.

Ronan's eyes flickered.

When he accepted the Ice Emperor's inheritance and hunted Hekalto, Elsa had been in the bloodline inheritance of the Ancient Frost Dragon. Now it is unknown whether the inheritance has ended, but this is not a problem that Ronan needs to consider.

Ronan changed the subject directly, looked at the soul-shaping formation in front of him, and asked calmly: "How long will it take until the start of the Holy Grail Evidence?"

"Eight months."

"Earlier?"

Ronan frowned slightly.

"Yes."

Serena's brows were filled with gloom, and she replied with an unpleasant expression, "The situation is becoming increasingly chaotic. In the past year, there have been many incidents of the Ancient Witch Society instigating unrest. They even dared to appear openly within the sphere of influence of the empire.
The elders of the council did not want to wait any longer, so they moved the trial forward by six months.

"eight months"

Ronan muttered softly, and soon, he spoke calmly.

"I'm entering the pool now."

He walked calmly past Selina and headed straight towards the nearby soul-shaping formation.

Selena immediately gave a look to the wizards nearby, and the magic circle was activated. She watched with her own eyes as Ronan took off his robe and immersed his body little by little in the milky white soul-shaping liquid.

Selena's gaze gently swept across the Dawn Mask on Ronan's face, which he never took off. Feeling the gradual operation of the magic circle, her beautiful eyes flickered slightly a few times, and finally she turned and left.

In the soul-shaping pool, Ronan was immersed in countless soul-shaping liquids in a meditative posture.

The moment the soul-shaping array was activated, the soul-shaping liquid in the pool began to actively drill into his body. As the actual soul-shaping liquid penetrated his flesh and blood, it transformed into wisps of strange energy and eventually flowed towards the spiritual core in his consciousness space.

Now, Ronan's spiritual power core that nurtures the Yuan Ling has already grown to an unprecedented scale.

Its volume is almost ten times larger than when it was first promoted to Dawn. The ancient spiritual patterns on its surface that looked like blood vessels had long since disappeared into the core. On the smooth blue-gold core surface, only the mysterious whale patterns brought by the power of blood remained.

The light of the primordial spirit nurtured in the core became thick and liquid. If a trace of it was released, it would be so majestic and heavy that it seemed to crush the void.

The power of countless soul-shaping liquids penetrated into the core, and the only remaining crack on the surface of the core showed a tendency to close completely under the influence of this force.

Ronan had consulted Alazan in advance and knew that theoretically there was no possibility of failure for a level 4 wizard to break through to level 5. The only difference was the quality of the spirit that was born.

This is a natural process, and it is also a "test" to examine what a wizard has learned and accumulated from apprenticeship to dawn. The final "results" will naturally vary from person to person.

A trace of the power of the soul-shaping liquid worked hard to fill the gap in Ronan's spiritual core. The already powerful light of the soul continued to grow little by little, and finally strengthened Ronan's soul foundation.

Just when the crack on the core was about to close completely, suddenly, the power of the Soul Shaping Liquid gradually became sparse, and even intermittent.

"what happened?"

Ronan exited from the consciousness space and suddenly opened his eyes.

He then realized that he was now sitting cross-legged in an empty Soul-Shaping Pool. The Soul-Shaping Liquid in the pool, which was originally enough to completely submerge him, now only had a thin layer left at the bottom of the pool, and the liquid was being rapidly consumed and dried up.

Several Life Royal Court wizards who were responsible for maintaining the operation of the magic circle stood by the pool, looking at each other. Ronan frowned and was about to speak when one of the wizards took the initiative to speak: "Your Majesty, please wait a moment. We have sent someone to report to Her Highness Selina..."

"Tell you, Princess."

Under the Dawn Mask, Ronan's blue-gold eyes gleamed slightly, and he spoke calmly, "Starting from this pool, every drop of Soul Shaping Fluid I use will be returned to her tenfold."

"Yes."

The wizard who spoke nodded in fear.

Perhaps Ronan's words had some effect, and new soul-shaping liquid was soon delivered, filling the entire soul-shaping pool again.

Feeling the crack in his mental core slowly closing and disappearing, Ronan closed his eyes with peace of mind.

Time flies, and seven months have passed in the blink of an eye.

"Your Highness!"

The silver-haired witch rushed into Selina's temporary palace, and the wind chimes hanging at the door jingled in the breeze caused by her footsteps.

"what's up?"

Selina was slowly wiping an exquisite copper arrow engraved with dense runes. She raised her head calmly and said, "Speak."

"Lord Tyrion."

"Did you finally make the breakthrough?"

Selina let out a breath and slowly stood up from the bow stand, a look of relief on her face.

But the moment the silver-haired witch said the next sentence, her body suddenly staggered and almost fell.

"Do not."

The silver-haired witch shook her head bitterly, "Not yet.

The Soul Shaping Fluid is running low again, and we have no extra stock."

"what?!"

Selina looked at the silver-haired witch in front of her in disbelief. The silk handkerchief she was using to wipe the rune bronze arrow slipped to the ground quietly. She was shocked and said in disbelief, "The soul-shaping liquid is gone again?
If I remember correctly, this should be the eighth pool, right?"

"Yes."

The silver-haired witch nodded with a complicated expression.

Selina's expression changed grimly, her five fingers tightly grasped the copper arrow in her hand, producing waves of rune light.

Finally, she raised her hand and threw something at the silver-haired witch. She gritted her teeth and said quickly, "Take this and go find Princess Katie. Borrow some Soul Shaping Liquid from her. If it's still not enough, go borrow more!"

The silver-haired witch responded, took the token given by Selena, and quickly turned and left.

After the silver-haired witch had completely left, Selina slowly took two steps back as if most of her strength had been suddenly drained away. She turned her gaze in a certain direction, as if she had seen a figure sitting cross-legged, as if across numerous obstacles in space.

"Just the soul-shaping process alone consumes nearly a hundred times more resources than a normal level 4 wizard breaking through to level 5."

"Misha Tyrion, how many star spirits are you achieving?"

"I hope I can catch up in time."

Selina's murmurs slowly dissipated into the air in the room.

(End of this chapter)