Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 66: Crows Passing Through - Angele (Thanks to Xixi for being the leader)

Ronan stood there motionless, his figure gradually engulfed by the darkness above his head.

He stared blankly at the figure riding a flock of crows, and for the first time in his life he felt despair.

If Fau is the sun.

Then the light of the person who comes now will be ten times brighter than the sun.

But his color was black, like a distorted black sun, and also like a black hole, absorbing the surrounding light, and even the gaze and soul of those who dared to look directly at him.

Ronan didn't dare to move.

It's better to say that I can't move at all.

The figure came straight towards him, and a force from a very far distance had firmly locked onto him.

this moment.

A thought suddenly popped up in Ronan's mind -

The real owner of the corpse garden is back.

The figure in the flock of crows was getting closer and closer, and Ronan finally saw the person clearly.

That was a very young man.

He had short brown hair, fair skin, and features that were neither handsome nor ugly.

But his wine-red eyes and the evil aura that seemed to be born with him gave him an indescribable powerful charm.

Unlike ordinary wizards, he wore a uniquely shaped armor with blood-like lines flowing on it.

Behind him was an extremely long black cloak.

This man is guarded by countless red-eyed crows. He is like the monarch among crows, the king who rules over shadows!
He came in front of Ronan, and the black sun burned Ronan's nerves.

He looked around calmly, and the first thing he said to Ronan was -

"You destroyed my house."

Ronan's heart trembled slightly, and he opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

In front of this man who was obviously ten times stronger than Fao, he almost didn't even have the desire to struggle.

The man blamed Ronan, but his expression did not seem to care.

Instead, he was more interested in Ronan. After saying the greeting, his eyes kept moving on Ronan.

Including the crows around him, they all stared at Ronan coldly.

For a moment, Ronan felt suffocated, as if he was about to be killed by that look.

This feeling lasted for about half a minute, and then the man pulled Ronan out of one abyss with an exclamatory tone, and threw him into another abyss.

"I really want to dissect every inch of your body and study it carefully."

"A mere ninth-level apprentice can actually comprehend two completely different extraordinary powers. And his soul aptitude is so poor."

Ronan's whole body was cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cave in the dead of winter, and even his blood had frozen.

"But this land is too barren and decayed.

It's a rare opportunity for such an interesting person like you to be born. It would be a pity if you died in the early stage of seedling."

The man looked at Ronan with a strange look, licked his lips, and whispered: "How dare you kill the official wizard of Hoddam? I seem to smell the same kind of scent in you."

Ronan tried to breathe hard, and after several attempts, he finally gathered enough strength to speak, but his voice still trembled and distorted uncontrollably.

"So.. I don't have to die, right?"

"of course."

The man was surprisingly easy to talk to. He nodded at Ronan and said with a smile, "And you must live well.

Well, this is a threat.”

Ronan's face twitched, but he said nothing.

At this time, the man glanced at Ronan casually, and then countless crows suddenly swarmed towards Ronan.

The crows' beaks and claws bit and tore at Ronan madly, causing him immense pain.

Ronan thought the man suddenly changed his mind and tried to struggle, but the man's voice sounded lukewarm in his ears.

"You'd better not move and let them clean the 'mark of hatred' on you. You can't just destroy the body after killing a formal wizard, right?

If you walk out of here now, you will be found by Hoddam’s wizards in less than half a day, killed, and then your soul will be extracted and burned with flames until you completely perish.”

When Ronan heard this, his heart suddenly turned cold, so he dared not resist anymore and let those crazy crows peck at his flesh.

When Ronan almost thought he was going to be pecked to death, the crows dispersed, leaving him in tattered clothes, covered with wounds, and gasping for breath.

The man looked at Ronan with a smile, and seemed very satisfied with his current state.

After admiring it, the man casually raised his hand and threw something at Ronan.

Ronan took it subconsciously and found it was a bottle of potion.

It's the God-burning potion again!

But it seemed to be different from the ordinary God-burning potion, as the red color carried a hint of mysterious and deep purple.

"You'll need it."

The man winked at Ronan, "With your qualifications."

After saying that, the man shifted his gaze away from Ronan and looked toward the distant sky that was not obscured by the crows.

"I should go clean up those rats.
It is really rude to sneak in through the back door and cause damage when no one is home."

The man sighed softly, and his figure gradually rose into the air. The crows that were perched on the surrounding grass also flapped their wings and flew up.

"Oh, right!"

Before leaving, the man suddenly turned around, looking down at Ronan with a smile, "Don't forget what I said, don't die before you see me next time.

otherwise
I have plenty of ways to find your soul, seal it into the most durable and beautiful toilet, and then send it to the most prosperous and lively town in the secular kingdom for free use."

Ronan suddenly felt his scalp tingling, unable to imagine what the consequences would be.

Seeing that the man seemed to be about to leave, Ronan seemed to remember something and gritted his teeth and shouted: "Who are you?"

The man's voice floated over along with the sound of the crows disappearing into the distance, like a low chant.

"Angele, everyone calls me Angele, A Flock of Crows Passing - Angele.

Although I don’t like this nickname at all.”

"Angel"

Ronan silently recited the name, lowered his head, looked at the bottle of unique soul-burning potion in his hand, and couldn't help but curse.

"Is every official wizard...so perverted?"

For a moment he had the urge to throw the things away, but thinking that this was still in the territory of "A Flock of Crows Passing - Angele", he did not dare to do so.

Wrapping his robe tightly, Ronan hurried in the direction where Angele came from.

He doesn't need to know what's going to happen behind the scenes, and he doesn't want to know.

It was a bright and cramped little room with no windows, and only a magic crystal lamp on the table was on.

Ronan was sitting on a chair, next to a girl about his age, with average looks, a ponytail, and wearing the robes of an academy wizard.

The two of them had been sitting together in this room for a long time.

A woman's scream kept coming in from outside the door, and even the [Soundproof] rune could not completely block it.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe Fao died like this!!..."

"I'm sorry, Laura. No one expected that the owner of the Corpse Garden would be Angelena, the most outstanding genius of the Dead Whisper Forest generation."

"No matter how talented he is, he can't kill Fao without leaving any trace!

What I gave Faol was enough to keep him alive from a second-level wizard."

"Accidents always happen in this world, Laura. Fao is dead after all."

"what!"

The screams outside the door made the two people in the room increasingly nervous, especially Ronan. He was now truly "guilty as a thief". The only thing he could do was to pray that the method Angelet gave him to eliminate the traces would really work.

Perhaps to ease the tension, the girl with a ponytail next to him couldn't help but talk to Ronan.

“You seem badly injured.”

She looked at Ronan's wounds from being scratched and bitten by crows. She seemed to be able to imagine the difficult process of Ronan escaping from the "corpse garden". Her face was full of sympathy and pity. "Fortunately, it's just some superficial injuries."

Ronan shook his head, his tone darkening as he thought of the dead Reni.

"It's much better than those who can't come back."

"really."

The girl was relieved, but then she couldn't help but complain in a low voice: "Before we left, Lord Fao said that this was an easy mission and that he took us there purely to earn contribution points."

Ronan felt a chill in his heart.

Yes, the ones who deserve to be damned are these wandering gray-robed people with no background.

“..Even Fao died! How could those two bugs inside survive!

It's them! They must have killed Faol! I want them dead too!!!"

As she spoke, the woman's voice coming from outside the door reached a peak, and the sound waves pierced her eardrums.

Ronan could almost imagine through the voice what kind of hysterical, almost crazy face was behind it.

The emotions between him and the girl with the ponytail, which had just calmed down a little, immediately became tense again.

The two of them were feeling very uneasy. At this moment, a person suddenly broke in from outside the door and almost scared them to jump up.

"Master Jerome!"

Ronan saw the person clearly.

Short hair, red stripes.

It was Jerome, the official wizard of the academy, with whom he had had a few words on the chaotic night.

The girl with ponytail also hurried to greet Jerome.

Jerome obviously still remembered Ronan, nodded at him, and said, "I remember your name is Ronan, right?
There is nothing for you to do here, both of you can leave, and the reward for this mission will be distributed to you later."

Ronan and the girl with the ponytail immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The two men thanked Jerome and fled from the small interrogation room.

When they reached the door of the small room, they could still hear Jerome's low and majestic soothing voice, "Lola, don't be unreasonable!"

The sunlight outside the house dispelled the uneasiness in the two people's hearts.

Ronan and the ponytail girl beside him exchanged a glance. As the only two survivors of the "Corpse Garden" mission, they were interrogated together.
Now that the two people have been able to completely "escape", they have a feeling of mutual understanding and sympathy.

It was natural for us to walk together along the path outside the house. This was the real Hoddam College.

Ronan was a little dazed. He didn't expect that after the outbreak of the war of invasion of the Black Witch Land, he would officially enter Hoddam College in this way.

The ponytailed girl next to him seemed to have a liking for Ronan. She didn't mind his identity as a wandering wizard at all and began to talk to him actively.

"You will officially stay in the academy next, right?"

"Can I?"

Ronan was surprised.

"of course."

The ponytail girl nodded and said, “Master Jerome has said that the rewards will be distributed as usual.

Since you have taken the academy's soul-burning potion, you are naturally a member of the academy.

You see, someone will come to arrange your admission in a while.
Of course you can refuse, but I don't think you would do such a stupid thing, right?"

The girl with the ponytail winked at Ronan playfully. Although she looked ordinary, she seemed to become cute with such youthful gesture.

Ronan nodded and replied, "It should be."

"Then we will be true companions from now on."

The girl with the ponytail smiled and stretched out her hand to Ronan, saying, "Let me introduce myself to you formally. My name is Qiao."

Ronan was about to reach out his hand in response, but the girl in front of him, whose face was radiant in the sunlight, had just begun to introduce herself, and then
"puff--"

There was the sound of something piercing flesh, and for the second time, Ronan experienced the feeling of warm blood splattering on his face at such close range.

And broken organs.
His outstretched right hand froze in mid-air, and his eyes were fixed on a strange thing that had suddenly "grown" out from the chest of the ponytailed girl in front of him - it was covered with spikes, dark green in color, and looked like a giant python or some kind of tentacle.

The ponytail girl also stared blankly at her chest, blood gushing out of her mouth. Her ugly face was full of astonishment and disbelief, and her face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"call--"

The next second, the girl with the ponytail flew away from Ronan very quickly.

She was dragged and thrown away by the strange tentacle that penetrated her body, and fell heavily on the grass in the distance like a torn sack, twitching weakly again and again.
The sunlight shone directly on Ronan's face, which was a bit dazzling, but Ronan could not feel any warmth.

He saw a figure with his back to the sun staring at him intently.

She was a petite woman with delicate features, seaweed-like dark green hair and equally dark green lips.

Several dark green, thick, thorny tentacles grew out of her back. Combined with the green lines on the woman's face that looked like wildly growing vines, Ronan realized that they were actually some kind of vines.

Plant-based spells.

The woman looked at Ronan coldly, her eyes seemed to be devoid of any warmth.

She looked Ronan straight in the eyes and spoke with every word with certainty: "It was you who...killed Faol!"

Ronan's lips trembled, almost revealing it at this moment.

Fortunately, a figure with several fireballs surrounding him came quickly and fell from the sky.

“Lola!
You've really gone too far!"

Jerome's broad body stood in front of Ronan, layers of heat emanating from his body, and his voice was filled with suppressed coldness and anger.

"He was the one who killed Fao! He was the one who killed Fao!"

The woman with long dark green hair like seaweed suddenly became excited, the runes on her face began to glow, and she pointed at Ronan and shouted.

The vine tentacles behind her began to dance wildly, pouncing on him again and again, trying to kill Ronan like they had killed the ponytailed girl.

Ronan kept retreating, and Jerome's lava fire ring blocked all the attacks from the green-haired crazy woman.

But the energy aftermath of the battle between the two sides still lashed him like a whip.

The surrounding grass and buildings were destroyed like fragile pieces of cake.

This was a battle between true first-level wizards, and its power was terrifying.

"Get away Jerome! Don't stop me, I'm sure he was the one who killed Phao!"

The woman screamed as she attacked frantically, the madness and murderous intent on her face almost solidified.

Jerome shook his head indifferently.

“You are crazy, Laura, he is just a ninth-level wandering wizard apprentice!

We have examined him many times and there is no trace of Faol left on him before his death."

"So what? Anyway, I know that he was the one who killed Fao!"

“You really need to calm down.”

"roll!"

The woman screamed, and an indescribable and terrifying mental fluctuation burst out from her body in an instant. The dark green tentacles behind her grew wildly in an instant and pierced through Jerome's lava fire ring.

He was about to rush towards Ronan
At this time, "Hu——"

It was as if a force 10 typhoon passed by in a second, and Ronan's hair and robe were blown straight back.

He felt as if all the air around him had been sucked out in an instant, and the indescribable terrifying pressure made it impossible for him to breathe.

Ronan tried his best to open his eyes, but he only saw a blurry green shadow wrapping around the crazy woman who had exploded, and then quickly shrinking towards the deepest part of the academy.

The woman struggled and screamed frantically, but when she realized it was useless, she suddenly calmed down, and her green eyes stared at Ronan across the distance, filled with hatred and malice that was almost indissoluble.
Ronan watched the woman's figure go away until she disappeared.

"the second time"

Ronan took a deep breath and whispered to himself with a calm expression.

"What second time?"

I don't know when Jerome appeared beside him and asked calmly.

Ronan was startled, then smiled bitterly and looked at the dead body of the ponytail girl in the distance, saying, "This is the second time I've seen a perfectly healthy person suddenly die in front of me."

Under the pretended bitterness on the surface, Ronan's heart was actually hard and cold.

This was also the second time he came so close to death so powerlessly and desperately!
He really didn't want it to happen a third time.

Thanks to Xixi, my good brother, for being the leader~~
(End of this chapter)