Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 76: Using bones as a blade, you also want to stop me?

Laura and the other two stared in amazement at the "reborn" Ronan in front of them.

Not only did his injuries heal, his old and decayed body regained its youth, but it also exuded a terrifying power that made them unable to understand but tremble at.

"No way, this is impossible."

Laura made a rapid and sober sound, but there was still lingering shock and disbelief on her face.

"You're obviously dead?

What kind of power is this? !”

The golden olive leaf pattern was dancing, and dozens of broken golden tentacles behind Laura grew back. She kept retreating. This was the first time she chose to retreat.

Ronan did not react much to her behavior. He just naturally stretched out a hand and chanted the syllables of the spell softly.

"..Use bones as a blade"

A unique resonance was achieved, and a strange energy wave spread out with Ronan as the center.

In an instant, the grass, trees and soil within a radius of several miles began to tremble slightly.

The bones of animals or humans buried under this land were stripped of their rottenness and the most essential fragments were taken... Under the call of magic, they all gathered towards Ronan.

"Is this the Undead's [Bone Spear Technique]?"

In the sky, Jerome whispered.

At this moment, he found that Ronan in front of him became more unfamiliar to him.

"Use the bones... as blades!"

Countless tiny bone fragments gathered in front of Ronan, sticking together to form the shape of a black and gray spear.

Ronan calmly stretched out his hand, gently grasped the handle of the spear, and with his other hand, he stroked the spear inch by inch.

A large patch of dark blue flame covered the entire bone spear like a lover's gentle palm, adding a lot of deep and mysterious colors to it.

Ronan held the bone spear, his long white hair flying behind him, and his mirror-like blue eyes reflected Laura's retreating figure.

"I see you."

With a whisper, Ronan disappeared silently.

Almost at the same time, Laura's expression suddenly tensed up, as if she was being stared at by something extremely dangerous, and she felt a creepy feeling for no reason!
“【Bloodthirst】!”

Laura's face, which had been covered in gold, turned faintly red again. She looked ferocious, and growled as she stretched out five fingers towards Ronan: "Embrace of the Wild Vine!"

As the fluctuations of her mental power spread and the spell took shape, the dozens of golden vines behind her swelled and became engorged with blood, like dozens of bloodthirsty, crazy and terrifying giant pythons, rushing forward fiercely.

"boom!"

A golden vine slammed into the ground, creating a huge deep pit in the ground.

However, Ronan, who was originally at this location, has appeared in another place.

"Boom boom boom!"

The terrifying vines kept striking down, each time accurately locking onto Ronan's figure, but each time they missed.

Ronan's speed was too fast, like a flickering light and shadow. Every time he disappeared and appeared, the distance between him and Laura would be greatly shortened.

The bombardment of crazy vines turned this small area into a disaster scene, but Ronan remained calm and composed from beginning to end, holding the bone spear in his hand casually, as leisurely as if he was strolling in his own garden.

In a flash, Ronan appeared less than ten meters away from Laura.

Laura's eyes began to waver, and she tried to recall the vines she had released.
In the second flash, Ronan stood less than five meters away from Laura. He slowly raised his right hand and made a gesture as if he was about to stab with a spear.

Panic finally appeared on Laura's face. She used hysterical madness to cover up the fear that was growing in the deepest part of her eyes. She let out a scream, and the vines weaved an unbreakable wall in front of her!
In the third flash, Ronan finally appeared completely in front of Laura, with only a wall made of golden vines separating them.

Ronan thrust out the spear in his hand. The tip of the black-grey bone spear had a blue flame that broke the law. The power of the law domain was intertwined.
Then, driven by another even more terrifying force coming from the white flame outside Ronan's body, the wall of vines was torn through in an instant!
In fact, the bone spear had broken halfway, and Ronan almost broke through the vine wall with his bare hands!
The moment Ronan completely passed through the wall of vines, a large amount of bone essence gathered again, the broken bone spears condensed again, and the blue flame rekindled.

Everything happened too fast. Laura behind the vine wall had no time to react. A terrifying mysterious force had crushed her mental force field. The burning bone spear instantly pierced the golden leaf between her eyebrows, then pierced her head, pushing her entire body forward, and her feet plowed a long trail in the mud.
"boom!"

Laura's eyes widened, with a look of disbelief written all over her face, as she was nailed to a tree that was so thick that several people could hug it by a black bone spear. The light in her green pupils quickly dimmed.

"Ronan!"

At this moment, a low and rapid voice suddenly sounded in the scene.

Ronan, holding the spear against Laura's forehead with one hand, turned his cheek slightly. Under his white hair flying in the wind, a pair of blue eyes full of calmness and coldness were revealed.

"Master Jerome, you want to stop me too?"

"I"

Jerome, who was trying to get closer, suddenly froze. He pursed his lips as if he wanted to say something. But in the end he chose to stay where he was in silence.

Ronan turned around and met Laura's eyes as she stared straight into his.

"What power is this?"

“I’m not really sure.”

Ronan raised one hand, looked at the tiny flames flowing along the edge of his fingers, thought for a moment and replied, "Probably, it's the brute force of the body that you despise the most."

"Brute force?"

Laura was stunned when she heard this answer, and then she gritted her teeth and said, "No matter what power it is, next time, you will definitely die in the most painful and miserable way! Ahhh"

After saying this, the last ray of light in her eyes completely disappeared.

next time?
Before Ronan could understand what Laura meant by this, he saw her head drooping, and then her whole body turned into smoke and disappeared in just a few breaths like a quickly withering flower.

Only a leaf that continued to emit golden light was left, gently falling to the ground.

Ronan's eyes flickered slightly, and he bent down to pick up the golden leaf, placing it in front of him to examine it carefully.

The white flames around him gradually faded, and his dancing white hair fell down.

The pure white ball of light located in the center of his chest, which only Ronan could see, had obviously shrunk.

But what surprised Ronan was that the golden olive leaf lying quietly in his palm was releasing a trace of strange power, which was constantly flowing into the light ball and replenishing the previous loss.

“This is the leaf of no harm.”

A voice sounded in my ears.

Ronan turned around and saw Jerome walking slowly towards him with a beautiful female wizard in a gray-blue robe.

“The dean got a seed of the Invulnerable Tree in his early years, and after careful cultivation, he refined it into his own magical pet.

This is a leaf from the Injury-Free Tree, and it helps wizards heal quickly."

Jerome looked at the place where Laura turned into ashes, with an indescribable and extremely complicated look in his eyes.

Soon, the complexity faded away, and he whispered to Ronan: "It can also save a life."

"In exchange for a life?!"

Ronan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he finally understood what Laura meant by those harsh words before she "died".

“In fact, the effect is not as exaggerated as you imagine.

To use the Innocent Leaf to revive, the person being resurrected needs to leave their own soul seed on the Innocent Tree in advance. After the soul seed is activated, a large amount of precious and rare resources need to be consumed to water and cultivate it. The resurrected person not only has a long "re-growth period", but also has permanent trauma on his soul.
This method of resurrection can only be used once."

Jerome began to explain.

Ronan nodded and said nothing more.

The two were silent for a while, and Jerome broke the silence.

"Ronan, will you go back?"

"What do you think, Lord Jerome?" Ronan looked into Jerome's eyes and answered calmly.

Jerome's eyes flickered, his lips pursed, and he finally spoke.

"So where are you going next?"

"I do not know either."

Ronan shook his head. "Hoddam is the first and only place of grey wizards I have ever come into contact with."

Jerome thought for a moment, then took out a fist-sized crystal stone with runes shining on it from his waist bag and handed it to Ronan. "This is a map of Hoddam and the surrounding area. I hope it will be helpful to you."

Ronan did not refuse. He simply accepted the crystal stone given by Jerome and briefly scanned it with his mental power.

The crystal stone itself was very ordinary, just an alchemical stone enchanted with the zero-level [Copy] rune, but the content recorded inside was priceless to Ronan.

"Thank you."

Ronan thanked Jerome sincerely, but Jerome just shook his head.

The two did not say any parting words, just said goodbye simply. Ronan picked up the things Laura left behind, walked into the forest ahead alone, and soon disappeared in the vast sea of ​​woods.

Jerome did not withdraw his gaze until he could no longer sense Ronan's presence.

He lowered his head, and his temperament began to quietly undergo some indescribable changes.

"Jerome Jerome."

As if she had caught the subtle changes in the emotional fluctuations released by Jerome, the beautiful female witch in gray-blue robe called out softly.

But what he got was the coldest response from Jerome ever.

"Lola has completely ruined Hoddam's future, which could have been a glorious one."

"Uh?"

The beautiful female wizard was stunned and was unable to react for a moment.

Jerome just talked to himself.

“I have just been promoted to the next level, I haven’t condensed the soul seal, and I haven’t even had time to learn a first-level spell, but I can master the power of two extraordinary domains, as well as that terrifying unknown mysterious power.
Although the greatest function of the Invulnerable Leaf is healing, its help to plant-based wizards is qualitatively different.

Laura, who recklessly extracted all the essence of the Invulnerable Leaf, finally burst out with strength that had already touched the true top level of the first-level wizard realm, but she still lost to him. "

There was an indescribable numbness in Jerome's tone of voice. He spoke without any emotion, revealing a sense of utter disappointment.

".It is not impossible for such a magic genius to reach the position of dean in the future, or even surpass the dean.

But now... he was driven away by that crazy Laura!"

As Jerome finished speaking, his numb tone gradually became more sinister.

He slowly turned his head to look at the beautiful female wizard beside him, with an indescribable, strange and serious expression on his face.

"do you know?"

He looked at the beautiful witch and said word by word:

I just called out to Ronan, not because I wanted to stop him from killing Laura, but because I wanted to tell him the correct way to kill Laura before the Invulnerability Leaf took full effect.

pity"

He said no more.

The beautiful witch's pupils were experiencing an unprecedented earthquake.

She stared blankly at Jerome in front of her. She had never seen Jerome like this before.

She felt as if she had never really understood Jerome, but deep down in her heart there was a voice that kept telling her that Jerome's extremely inappropriate behavior was so natural.

Deep in the quiet and secluded forest, countless ancient trees that have been growing for who knows how many years have intertwined their branches and leaves, forming a thick natural barrier. Large patches of thick ivy are growing everywhere. In this almost impenetrable grass and trees, a small tree that is only about one foot long is growing quietly.

It has light golden branches and emerald green leaves, and looks vibrant and full of hope.

Suddenly, a breeze blew, and a simple and distorted woman's face suddenly appeared on the slender trunk of the pale golden tree.

With his eyes closed and his mouth open, he let out a silent scream. Soon, a large group of ugly forest goblins, the size of a palm, jumped out of the grass in a hurry and rushed towards the small tree.

Each of these forest elves was carrying a bulging small cloth package or a full small wooden barrel in their hands.

They came to the pale golden tree and immediately poured what they were holding into the roots of the tree. The wooden barrels were filled with unknown liquids of strange colors, and the packages were filled with various unknown powders with pungent smells.

The forest elves were constantly busy. When they had spread all the things in their hands, they turned around and ran back to the bushes without stopping. After a while, they came back with wooden barrels or packages filled with potion powder.

The small pale gold tree made a happy and joyful sound under the continuous watering of resources, and its leaves rustled along with it.

But the mouth of the terrifying woman's face on the trunk of the small tree kept opening and closing, as if urging or cursing.

The forest fairies seemed to be extremely afraid of that face. They were so busy that they could hardly breathe and did not dare to stop to rest.
After a few days, the pale golden branches and leaves stretched out, and the emerald green leaves became much more numerous than at the beginning. The whole tree seemed to have grown taller visibly, and had obviously become more vigorous.

On the grass around it, corpses of forest elves who died from overwork could be seen everywhere. The remaining forest elves also looked extremely tired, their movements were slow and they staggered, as if they would fall down at any time in the next second.

The woman's face on the trunk of the pale golden tree did not stop her urging and cursing. At the moment when another forest elf fell down under the burden, the accumulated resentment and anger of all the fairies finally reached a certain peak and broke out completely.

They dropped what they were holding and shouted angrily at the woman's face in the tree. In the end, they even rushed up and began to tear and bite the roots of the small tree desperately.

Just as this small rebellion broke out in the depths of the uninhabited forest, suddenly, the light of a rune array lit up in the darkness of the dense forest. A beam of rich golden light shot out from the array and fell straight on the pale golden tree.

In an instant, the slender and weak little tree began to grow rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the woman's face on the thick trunk became more and more vivid.

In just a few minutes, the sapling-sized tree broke through the thick barrier of leaves above its head and grew into a tall tree covered with golden leaves.

All the forest tree spirits stared at this scene blankly, having long forgotten about the rebellion. When they finally reacted, they knelt on the ground in fear and begged for mercy and kowtowed to the big tree in front of them.

At this moment, the trunk of the tree suddenly cracked in the middle, and a little girl, who was probably only seven or eight years old, with seaweed green hair jumped out in tears.

The girl lay on the grass, looking up at the sky above her head. Her young face was full of pain and resentment. She gritted her teeth and uttered the most vicious curse towards an unknown direction: "Scarlet Tower...Ronan
I swear on my soul! I will make all of you pay the heaviest price! Definitely!"

Under the blue sky, the salty sea breeze blows.

In front of a green cottage filled with white seabirds and black ravens, a young girl lowered her head, her long flaxen hair hanging down like a waterfall.

Under her hair are small but delicate facial features and pearly white skin. Although she is wearing a slightly old-fashioned and conservative dark long dress, she still gives people a stunning feeling.

The girl was holding a snow-white envelope in her hand, standing at the door of the green cottage, hesitating.

With the constant encouragement of a little blonde girl who was traveling with her, the girl finally mustered up the courage to step into the cabin.

A moment later, she came out, still holding the snow-white envelope she had entered with.

"Ah! Why hasn't it been sent out yet?!"

The little blonde girl who was traveling with them stamped her feet in disappointment.

The young girl seemed a little dazed. She walked forward in a daze, the envelope in her hand fell to the ground, and she kept mumbling to herself.

"They said they said...Hoddam is long gone."

"what?!"

A traveler in a gray robe was trudging through the boundless wilderness. Suddenly, a wind blew up in the wilderness, blowing away the thick fog that filled the road ahead.

A huge mountain-like silhouette appeared behind the thick fog.

From afar, the mountain seemed to emit a silvery luster in the sun, and there were many black floating islands surrounding it.

The traveler stopped, facing the direction of the mountain and the floating island, reached out and pulled down the hood on his head, revealing long hair that was a mixture of chestnut and white, and a handsome yet heroic young face.

"finally reached."

Ronan narrowed his eyes and looked at the strange and hazy scenery in the distance, and whispered to himself: "The silver magic ring of the gray-robed wizard closest to Hoddam."

(End of this chapter)