Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 430 Garcia, Flaming Plains, Enter

"Are you talking about yourself?"

The young man with long gray-gold hair, with empty eyes and a puppet-like appearance, put away the rune bone bow in his hand and turned to look at Li Dexin.

The voice came from behind him.

"If we hadn't arrived in time, you would probably have become the second level six wizard to be killed by a level five wizard in the past hundred years.

Oh, if we break it down to the middle stage of level six, then you’ll be the first in a thousand years.”

Two figures in gray robes walked out slowly, one of them was a relatively young man.

His skin was so pale that it was almost transparent, and one could clearly see the tiny blue-black blood vessels underneath. He had long, slightly curly gray hair, eyes as green as emerald green, and a smile on his face. He was talking to Li Dexin.

If Ronan was present, he would be able to recognize this man as Lindis, the wizard from the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society who had caused chaos in the south.

The other person standing behind Lindis kept his head down, his whole body completely hidden in the wide gray robe. His specific appearance could not be seen clearly, but one could only feel the unique and powerful fluctuations emanating from his body, which were different from the ordinary level five.

But Li Dexin only glanced at this strength, and all his attention was on the man with green eyes.

"Repeat what you said."

Li Dexin's face looked extremely ugly, and he stared at Lin Disi in front of him with cold eyes.

The hideous wounds that pierced his chest from front to back were now slowly healing, and some black lines like blue veins emerged from his arms and neck, giving off a disturbing aura.

Lindis's strength still remained at level five, not even as strong as those Tangista elite wizards who were slowly surrounding him with scimitars in hand.

But he didn't seem to care about Li Dexin's threat at all, and still maintained his warm smile, but his eyes were empty. The young man with a bone bow wearing flesh and blood armor took two steps forward stiffly.

"You still want to fight me?"

Li Dexin sneered, and the twisted snake-like golden two-handed sword appeared in his hand again. The huge level six mental force field penetrated his body unscrupulously, setting off an invisible hurricane between the few people.

The elite Tangista wizards he brought with him also drew their scimitars and stared at Lindis and others with cold eyes.

"No no no."

In the tense atmosphere, Lindis quickly made concessions. He shook his head quickly in fear, and then bowed to Li Dexin and apologized earnestly, "Damn it, I almost forgot who I was talking to. Please forgive my rudeness. Just two days ago, I was sitting at the same table with your father, the White Witch King, drinking tea."

When he heard the three words "White Witch King", Li Dexin frowned, and suddenly waved his hand and turned his head away in annoyance.

He stared grimly at the direction where Ronan had disappeared before, and spoke slowly: "It is indeed my fault this time, I was too careless.

I will personally ask my father for forgiveness for this matter. It has nothing to do with you."

"No one needs to take responsibility for this. This is an unexpected result. But it's okay this way."

Lindis stood up, walked towards Li Dexin with a smile, and whispered, "Now that you know his strength, there's no chance that you'll fail again next time."

Li Dexin narrowed his eyes, slowly loosened his grip of the sword, and casually changed the subject, "You guys didn't come here just for this Nine-Star Spirit..."

"of course."

Lindis nodded, then his lips moved quickly, but no sound came out.

Li Dexin frowned, and after a moment he suddenly interrupted Lindis's story with a cold voice, "Alright, don't say anything more, I'm not interested in listening to it anymore."

"That's such a shame."

Lindis spread his hands and said regretfully: "The opportunity to witness such a scene is not something you can get easily."

Li Dexin ignored him and turned his gaze to the gray-robed man who had been silent behind Lin Disi.

Suddenly, he seemed to not believe his eyes. He carefully looked the other person up and down several times, and then suddenly laughed: "I didn't expect it to be you. You are actually hanging out with them. If this news gets out."

"Om-"

A slight wave emanated from the gray-robed man, forming a breeze that blew the ends of Li Dexin's hair. The gray-robed man raised his eyes quietly, and Li Dexin's voice stopped abruptly.

The two looked at each other silently.

After a few breaths, Li Dexin's expression became slightly ferocious. He gently covered the hilt of the rune sword in his hand with one hand and said with a cold and sinister smile: "Why, do you want to try it with me too?"

"call--"

Ronan fell to the ground like a falling meteor, changing from flying to running quickly.

He quickly took out a square black box from his personal space, opened it carefully, and then used his mental power to draw out a green light full of vitality and agility from it, which slowly seeped into his body.

Several bloody wounds on the body that had been festering and oozing pus stopped immediately and then showed signs of spontaneous healing.

He took off all the magical equipment with the Golden Dawn's symbol on his face and hands, took out an ordinary blue robe, put it on, and quickly disappeared into the dense forest in front of him.

“I shouldn’t be chasing you.”

Ronan didn't know how Li Dexin and the people from the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society found him so accurately, but in fact, neither group of people had a strong desire to kill him.

They didn't mean to kill him, otherwise he wouldn't have been allowed to suffer for so long. The people from the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society arrived late.

But even so, Ronan still walked alone in the dense forest for two full days before slowing down.

The wound on his body that was shot by the wizard of the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society has been completely healed due to his own powerful vitality and the effects of the healing shrine. Not only that, even his master-level proficiency in [Austerity Body Tempering] has increased by two points.

This proves that the magic arrows that hit him at the beginning actually contained some kind of strange curse power, which is indeed in line with the usual magic style of the wizards of the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society.

As for the young wizard from the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society who shot and injured him, Ronan finally remembered his identity during these two days.

"Garcia Garcia Alba."

His eyes flickered, and Selena's image flashed through his mind.

His familiarity with the young man with the bone bow all came from Selina. Both of them had the royal blood of Alba flowing in their veins.

It can be said that the current turbulent situation in the Court of Life was caused by this person. It was because the most respected Garcia was attacked and disappeared that King Alba was furious, which led to a series of subsequent events.

Everyone thought Garcia was dead, but he actually joined the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society. When he fought with Ronan, he seemed like a puppet controlled by someone.

"Level 6... Garcia Alba's strength has reached level 6, even higher than the White Wizard King's first-generation descendant, Li Dexin. There should be a full generation difference between him and Li Dexin."

Ronan frowned slightly, recalling the details of his fight with Garcia. He felt that the latter's power seemed to come from his flesh and blood armor and rune bone bow. "It gives me the feeling of the 'evil suit' I got on the way to the East Coast, but it is much more advanced than the 'evil suit'."

Ronan remembered that the resurrected ancient witch had wreaked havoc in the south in order to capture Selena and Molly and extract their blood for experimental research.

As the former crown prince of the Alba royal family, Garcia's blood of the Life Witch is naturally much stronger than Selena's. Now it seems that the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society's research on him has obviously achieved certain results.

"Perhaps the stolen body of King Alba was also stolen by the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society..."

King Alba was a seventh-level Twilight. Even if he fell and only a corpse remained, if he fell into the hands of the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society, with the means used by the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society, God knows what kind of monster they would create.

Ronan suppressed the haze in his heart, stopped himself from thinking about these things that he could not do anything about for the time being, and began to review this battle.

Facts have proved that even though he is a nine-star Yuan Ling, there is still a big gap between him and Li Dexin, who is more than one level apart.

The blessing of the Yuanling Dharmakaya on a level six wizard is too great. On the pure magic level, he is not yet a match for a mid-level six wizard. Of course, it may also be related to Li Dexin's identity as a first-generation level seven wizard. The latter is much stronger than an average level six wizard, and the grade of the Yuanling must not be low.

After activating the [Innocent Body] state, although he posed a certain threat to Li Dexin, Ronan actually knew very well that the probability of him killing Li Dexin was actually very small, and the latter did not even use the inheritance array.

“I just got promoted to level five, and it’s a long way to go to level six.

If you want to improve your combat power in a short period of time, in addition to exploring the blood power of the ancient frost whale as much as possible, absorbing the inheritance of the ice emperor, and building your own new ice magic system, you can only start with the [Innocent Body]."

Ronan looked thoughtful.

For him at this stage, [Austerity Body Building] might really be the practice with the least bottleneck.

As long as he can endure a large amount of "curse", his master-level proficiency will be rapidly improved.

"It seems that I will have to take the initiative to deal with the wizards of the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society more often in the future?"

Although this method seems to work, it is too risky. Ronan's idea is to find a few reliable, powerful wizards who are good at curses to act as "sparring partners".

He didn't know anyone suitable, so he might have to ask the Prophet Eve for help.

Of course, this would have to wait until the Fire Realm was over. The Prophet Eve was even "unwilling" to see him now.

Just as he was thinking, Ronan flipped his hand and took out a dark blue feather with blue stripes and a crystal-like texture.

This is the communication tool given by the ancient thunder eagle Oris.

Ronan used the communication feather to convey to Oris that he was safe and no longer needed it to travel.

Although Oris was fast, his target was too obvious, so he planned to travel the rest of the way to the Fire Realm on his own.

After putting away Oris's communication feather, Ronan took out several special communication props and checked the messages on them one by one.

It was mainly messages from Jason and Hathaway. The former had "disappeared" for a long time, but now reappeared and asked him to meet in Baisong Town where they first met. It seemed that she had something to tell him.

But Ronan definitely couldn't make it now, so he suggested to Jason to reschedule. Jason agreed readily and said he would wait for him in Baisong Town.

On the other hand, Hathaway had just successfully advanced to level five, and the result surprised Ronan quite a bit, as the level of her Spiritual attainment that Hathaway had achieved was as high as seven stars.

Perhaps it is just enough to reach the seven-star threshold, but it is also remarkable enough.

Ronan rejected Hathaway's request to come and see him and concentrated on his journey.

The ancient thunder eagle Oris only needed two days to complete the journey, but it took Ronan more than half a month to finally reach his destination.

Somewhere in the Sulfur Mountains that were emitting billowing yellow smoke, a figure in a blue robe broke through the poisonous clouds and miasma that were condensed in the air and slowly appeared above the scorching land.

The constant temperature and humidity runes on the robe, as well as the natural isolation effect of the mental force field, made Ronan almost unable to feel the external heat.

But the twisted air visible to the naked eye and the energy core of the robe that leaks away rapidly over time all show that the high temperature in this area is unbearable for ordinary people.

Ronan strolled across the cracked red earth, through layers of steaming and twisting heat waves, and saw countless magma veins slowly wriggling between the cracks on the surface, like the thick and long blood vessels exposed on the body of a dead ancient behemoth.

Compared to the Blazing Realm that he had visited once when he first arrived in the central region, the one before him seemed like an upgraded version of the latter.

The huge lava field was like a blazing furnace with its lid opened. Ronan could hardly feel the presence of ice energy particles here, but he did not feel uncomfortable. The ancient frost whale that once ruled the endless deep sea of ​​this world had also bathed in countless underwater volcanoes.

There was almost no living creature in sight. On the nearly endless plain, Ronan could see some crystal spires that had been burned into a translucent melted state, and the surface of each spires was covered with dark red energy lines.

Some stand scattered across the plain, while others are arranged in incomplete patterns.

These are boundary markers left behind by ancient wizards. Some of them are still in operation today. Runes composed of flames are suspended on the tops of the monuments. Occasionally, they will suddenly shoot out and burn some magma creatures that crawled out of the ground into a ball of charcoal.

Ronan took a deep breath, carefully avoided the boundary markers, and slowly flew towards the center of the plain.

This place is not actually the real Fire Realm, not even the edge. It is called the Flame Plains, and it is said that this was the place where the ancient fire demons and fire dragons raised by the wizard O'Brien hunted and fed.

"Arazan, are you sure you still remember how to get inside?"

As he got closer to the central area, Ronan noticed that the plain ground beneath his feet began to show some crystallization phenomena.

The gravel melts into the form of glass under continuous high temperature, and it makes a teeth-grinding cracking sound when you step on it.

"probably."

Alazan’s answer was also full of uncertainty, “It’s been so long, no one knows how much has changed inside.

When O'Brien was still alive, I did have the opportunity to visit his laboratory once, and I went to many places."

Ronan pursed his lips and didn't ask any more questions.

Now that he had come this far, no matter what the situation was inside, he had to go in and take a look.

Before he knew it, three intersecting lava waterfalls suddenly appeared in front of Ronan.

The splashing magma interweaves into a curtain of flames that seems to never go out, almost a hundred meters high.

Under the influence of some strange gravitational force, the boiling lava flowed back toward the sky against common sense, and then turned into rain of fire and poured down at the highest point.

At this time, Alazan's voice sounded in his mind again: "The entrance is behind the waterfall. I don't know if the entrance spell I got from O'Brien is still effective. You try it first.

If that doesn’t work, I’ll tell you another way to get in.”

Ronan nodded, his mind moved slightly, and the star force field surrounding his body rotated slightly, pulling in the starlight out of thin air, forming a translucent starlight defense barrier outside his body.

(End of this chapter)