Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 71 [Welcome to the foggy world! ]

Ronan wiped the monster's blood off his face and slowly stood up.

Blow out the flame of breaking law on the sword and open your character panel.

Most of the skill attributes have not changed much. The only one that has made a leap in progress is - [Austerity Body Building (Expert 799/800)]

Stuck at the expert level, just one step away from becoming a master!
Ronan stared at the small words "Austerity Body Building" and his eyelids twitched violently.

In order to reach this point, only he himself knows how much he has experienced and endured.

He had forgotten how he got here, and had no idea how much time had passed. The only thing left in his mind was to work hard to improve his body.

Many nights, he bit his gums and lay on the floor of the college dormitory, sweat and blood soaking him again and again.
Whenever he was about to give up, the words of the young witch in the blue-roofed house would ring in his ears like the sound of a high tower bell - You will probably die of old age! You will probably die of old age! ..
But Ronan didn't want to die.

Not at all.

His strong desire to survive forced him to practice all thirteen movements of [Austerity Body Building]. In order to achieve better results and to further strengthen his physique, Ronan even tried such uncommon and unpopular "folk remedies" as eating raw monster flesh and blood.

Then, perhaps because he had practiced [Austerity Body Training] to a very high level, or because he had eaten too much monster flesh and blood, his body swelled up like a balloon.

His originally slender and perfect figure, with just the right amount of muscularity, which made him quite satisfied with his body, suddenly became "fat" and turned into a muscular man with lumps of flesh all over his body.

Of course, the improvement in physical strength is also quite terrifying. Ronan can now fight in close combat with zero-level high-level monsters, and even pin them down and kill them by headbutt.

"Can I crush the level 0 advanced energy shield with my bare hands now?"

Ronan looked at his hands. The white and slender pianist's hands were gone. Now they became rough and broad. The backs of his hands were covered with earthworm-like blue veins. Just looking at them, one could feel the explosive power contained in them.

"Tear--"

He casually tore out a heart as big as a watermelon from the chest of the still-dead four-armed ape monster beneath him, and without caring about the fishy smell and heat, he put it in his mouth and chewed it in big mouthfuls.

Once the flesh and blood containing a large amount of energy essence entered Ronan's stomach, they were quickly digested into several hot streams, which then sank into the body and disappeared.

Ronan felt that his body was like a terrible, blazing furnace. No matter how much firewood was thrown into it, it would be burned clean immediately.

"It's simply a humanoid monster. Can other knights' bodybuilding methods achieve this effect?"

Ronan wasn't sure, but after practicing for now, he could more or less feel the extraordinary nature of [Austerity Body Building], which was not a formal body building method.

Just based on the fact that it got stuck at the proficiency level of "Expert Level 799", and that it was stuck more severely than any of his previous spells, one could guess that it was definitely not simple.

Maybe he really had found a treasure.

Ronan cleaned up the battlefield and cut off and ate the parts with rich blood and flesh essence from the two monsters he had killed with his own hands.

After eating Warcraft meat for so long, he can now be considered an expert in tasting Warcraft meat. He knows exactly which parts of the Warcraft meat are more delicious and which parts of the flesh and blood have high "nutritional value".

If given the chance, Ronan felt that he might even consider writing a book on this subject.

"Lola..Angela..."

After repeating these two names, Ronan silently swallowed the last bite of flesh and blood.

The belief and support brought by these two names have played an indispensable role in his ability to persevere until now.

Being weak is the original sin. It is indeed very difficult for people living at the bottom of society to control their own destiny, but they have to try.

After finishing his meal, Ronan held his sword and walked through the jungle, and soon found an icy lake.

Break the ice with your bare hands and jump into the lake.

A moment later, he washed his whole body and walked out of the lake step by step on the icy water.

The cold lake water that was on his body was evaporated into billowing white steam by his body temperature and quickly dissipated before he could reach the lake.

The majestic body, as if cast in steel or iron, stood on the shore. From a distance, it looked like a human bear walking upright.

Ronan wiped his hair, shook off the tiny pieces of ice that had condensed between the hair, and then took out a clean robe from his storage waist bag and put it on.

The wet hair fell on his shoulders, feeling a little uncomfortable. His hair hadn't been taken care of for a long time. Ronan couldn't help but think of Venetia.

"No wait."

Ronan glanced at the proficiency of [Austerity Body Tempering] on the panel again and made up his mind secretly.

"If we wait any longer, promotion will become meaningless."

He couldn't spend all his time preparing for promotion, because becoming an official wizard didn't mean his life-threatening situation would be resolved immediately.

Neither Angele nor Laura are ordinary wizards.

Ronan also has to reserve enough time for training after becoming a formal wizard, learn first-level spells, condense soul sigils, and build a spell system. Only by further enhancing his strength can he be qualified to confront the two head-on.

The most important point is.
Ronan discovered that the reason his [Austerity Body Building] was stuck at proficiency expert level 799 and could not be completed was because he was missing a crucial thing.

But he had no idea what was missing, and it was not written in the secret book.

"After eating so much monster flesh and blood, I think it's about the same."

The purpose of body building is to make the vitality strong and able to withstand the burning of the God-Burning Potion. Ronan feels that his current physical strength has almost reached a limit. Recently, when he eats monster meat, he feels as if his blood is so full that it is about to overflow.

"Success or failure depends on today!"

"boom!"

Ronan threw a punch suddenly, hitting a tall ancient tree next to him that was so thick that a man could hug it.

The place where the latter was hit exploded directly, the tree trunk cracked, and finally it fell down with a creaking sound under the heavy weight, raising a cloud of broken snow.

Ronan strode past with an expressionless face, the hem of his gray robe slightly lifted by the wind as he walked.

"..If I fail to break through, you will be responsible for collecting my body.

Please help me send my inheritance to these people."

On the grass in front of the student dormitory, Ronan gave instructions in a low voice to Dobby, his only acquaintance in the academy.

The latter stood in front of him with a pale face, his neck shrunk like a quail, his legs trembling constantly.

Ronan felt secretly helpless. Even if he didn't deliberately emit the mental fluctuations of the ninth-level apprentice's gasification level, just his strong physique and the intimidating aura formed by tearing so many high-level monsters apart with his bare hands were enough to make the average low- and middle-level wizard apprentices tremble in fear.

After briefly explaining, Ronan handed Dobby a piece of paper with a few names on it, and then turned around and walked into his dormitory without hesitation.

Watching Ronan disappear, poor Dobby wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with lingering fear.

God knows what happened to his neighbor, a ninth-level apprentice. In just a few months, this guy actually "evolved" into a human bear!
I haven't heard that apprentices need to train their bodies before they can be promoted to official wizards?
Dobby glanced at the name on the slip of paper in his hand, shook his head in confusion, and hurried away.

If I die in

As soon as he started, Ronan crushed the feather pen in his hand with a snap, and then tore the "suicide note" he was about to write into pieces.

"Why would I bother with my afterlife? If I die, everything after death will have nothing to do with me anymore, so why would I bother with it?"

Ronan sat at the desk with an expressionless face, quietly looking at the scenery outside the window.

Winter is passing, the sun is shining brightly, and the ivy on the window sills is growing denser, presenting a vibrant scene.

Ronan could not predict his own fate.

Ronan closed his eyes and let out a breath.

When he opened his eyes again, there was only the deepest calmness left in his lake blue eyes.

Five bottles of agate-red divine potion were quietly placed on the table.

Since there were enough resources, Ronan did not plan to use the bottle given by Angele.

He is now ready to become a formal wizard at any time.

His mind was made up. Even though he knew that there was a high probability that he would die, Ronan remained calm.

He picked up a bottle of spirit-burning potion, opened it, and took it.
The cold potion held in the palm of his hand turned out to be as hot as magma after it went into his mouth. It slid down Ronan's throat and into his stomach, then turned into a blazing "flame", completely "igniting" Ronan's entire body!
pain!

Unprecedented intense pain!
Ronan's face twitched violently, but then he endured it.

This kind of pain was completely different from the pain he endured when he practiced [Austerity Body Tempering]. It did not come from the body, nor from the mind, but went straight to the soul.

Ronan seemed to be able to feel something in his body being burned.

There were impurities in it... including his soul itself. Ronan's majestic body quickly shrank, and the surging blood that was almost overflowing quickly faded away.
The qi-transformed spiritual power was reluctant to undergo further transformation.

Seeing the "burning" feeling in his soul gradually subside, Ronan knew that his first breakthrough had failed.

In other words, this "burning" is far from reaching the minimum standard for soul sublimation.

Ronan opened his eyes, and in the [State of Emptiness and Clearness] that had long been opened, his eyes were as blue as stars. His master's mind and mentality allowed him to always control the most appropriate time to break through and keep his mind from being affected by pain and fear of death.

He quickly unscrewed the second bottle of the Spirit Burning Potion and swallowed it. The burning sensation came back again, even more violent than the last time.
The second time, it was still not enough.

The third bottle of God-burning potion was consumed.
Then the fourth bottle
The fifth bottle.
Ronan had forgotten how many attempts and how much pain he had experienced.

The difficulty of breaking through to become a formal wizard is linked to the soul's aptitude, and the same is true for the pain of the breakthrough process.

Those wizards with excellent soul qualifications only need to feel a slight burning when going through this stage to complete the breakthrough naturally.

But Ronan is different.

The pain he endured
Unforgettable, a hundred times more than ordinary people!
"Not enough... not enough yet."

“It still doesn’t meet the minimum standard.”

Ronan murmured, reaching out to take another bottle of God-burning potion.

When he grabbed it, he unexpectedly found that he had grabbed nothing.

He opened his eyes and looked closely to see five empty bottles scattered haphazardly on the table in front of him.

Looking at my own hands again, they were dry, shriveled, and the skin was wrinkled like dried orange peel and stuck to the bones, with only a thin layer of muscle left in the middle.

A huge feeling of weakness and powerlessness came over me like a tide.

He lowered his head, and the hair on his temples fell down, dry and gray like straw.

His vision was blurry, his old eyes were dim, and the clear blue in his pupils had long since turned cloudy.

It seems that I can smell the body decaying.

he just realized
he looks like.
about to die.

The life that was once full and abundant is now like a faint candle in the wind, swaying and trembling, and may be completely extinguished in the next second at any time.

"Do I still have a chance?"

Ronan murmured softly, his voice was hoarse and dark, and even his saliva had dried up.

有吧
He tremblingly took out another bottle of soul-burning potion from his waist bag.

Last bottle.

This is the only bottle I need.

This God-Burning Potion is different from ordinary God-Burning Potion. The red color is deeper, and there is a hint of mysterious purple flowing in it.

"With your qualifications, you will use this."

A man's face that was neither handsome nor ugly appeared in Ronan's mind, with a meaningful and evil smile.

"Angel"

Ronan whispered the name, his emotions stirring.

Soon, he regained his composure, used his last bit of strength to unscrew the cork of the bottle of medicine and drank it all in one gulp.

"A few days?"

Dobby stood at the windowsill, pushed aside the thick and dense ivy branches, and looked curiously towards the next door.

The small student dormitory looked very quiet from the outside, as if no one lived there.

"It's been three days, why is there no movement at all?"

“Is he really dead?”

Dobby was holding a piece of paper with three or four names written on it, muttering to himself.

Although it is rare for a ninth-level apprentice to fail to break through to become a formal wizard and die in the academy, it has happened.

If it happened to the person next door, it would seem reasonable.

Dobby had already found out that the guy next door was a wandering wizard who was recruited into the academy because of his meritorious service in the mission.

So even though the other party has reached the ninth level of apprenticeship, he still doesn't know a lot of common sense in the wizarding world.

The qualifications of the wandering grey robes are generally poor. I heard that when he went to choose a mentor after he became a qi, he was not chosen by any mentor and accepted as a disciple.
My goodness, how poor is this qualification.

Dobby complained in his heart, looked in the direction of the cabin next door, thought for a moment, crumpled up the piece of paper with his name on it, and threw it into the trash can next to him.

Just as Dobby finished this action, he relaxed and was about to turn around and leave from the window.
"boom!"

An invisible yet huge spiritual force suddenly erupted from outside the window and spread in. The wind it created blew the white curtains on both sides of the windowsill inward.

Dobby looked out the window in alarm.

In an instant, he seemed to see a white "sun" slowly rising from the hut next door. The light was dazzling and blinding, carrying a natural nobility and the huge momentum of a superior person.
"This"

Dobby stared blankly at the "sun" that suddenly rose, feeling the majesty of the "sun", his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

"Is there really a breakthrough?!"

The next second, he suddenly seemed to remember something, turned around, and rushed towards the trash can next to him.
"..I recently discovered that using Nightshade nectar and Moonlight Seeds together can make the invisibility potion last longer."

"Come on, why are you still researching this thing? Hasn't the old woman warned you once before?"

"No one can stop me from inventing this great potion, not even the alchemy teacher..."

On the path in the dormitory area of ​​the academy, two young wizards in student robes were walking and chatting.

Just as one of them was dancing excitedly, suddenly.
A huge and majestic aura emanated from a small house next to the two of them!

The two stopped talking instantly, looked to the side in unison, and then raised their hands to cover their eyes at the same time.

In their eyes, the hut in front of them was emitting a dazzling and scorching light, as if a small sun was rising from it.

A look of shock flashed across their faces, which quickly turned into deep envy.

"Hey, another apprentice has successfully been promoted to a formal wizard."

"So, Erwin...give up on your boring research as soon as possible."

The breath and light coming from the cabin spread farther and farther, and more and more people passing by stopped and were also able to catch the leaked breath by people farther away.

Many people exclaimed in amazement, with envy and joy showing on their faces.

They understood that from now on, Hoddam College would have another official wizard-level figure.

In the small room, violent air currents swirled like a vortex, making the furnishings in the room rustle.

In the center of this vortex, a figure stood quietly.

Under the fluttering robe, there was an extremely thin and upright body, and above that was the long snow-white hair that danced along with the robe.

"Breakthrough"

Ronan stood quietly in the center of the room, feeling all the changes in himself from inside to outside.

"Crash-"

There was a dense flapping sound of wings coming from the windowsill.

Countless owls flew in with envelopes in their beaks.

A brave one jumped up to Ronan and put a beautiful card framed with gold thread into his hand in a flattering manner.

Ronan opened it and saw only one line of words written on the card -

【Welcome to the foggy world! 】

(End of this chapter)