Wizard Bloodline

"Galbi, how is your research on the three-way mirror purification array going? Is there any breakthrough progress?"

In the void near the side of the silver-white tower, an old wizard with a white beard wearing a pointed wizard hat and luxurious and exquisite robes stood casually.

There were several shadowy figures beside him. The specific figures could not be seen clearly. They were like blurry projections cast by some light. Several people were talking in low voices.

"There are still a few key parts of the runes that are not yet complete, and I have too little relevant knowledge for reference..."

"After the ancient wizarding force, the Court of Mirrors, withdrew, no systematic inheritance was left behind. All research on space and mirror spells relied on the analysis and inference of runes by latecomers. There is no way around it. matter"

Someone comforted softly, "Come on, when the core area of ​​the Garden of Mirrors is fully opened this time, some new runes and magic tools will inevitably flow out, and your problem should be solved by then."

The white-bearded old wizard known as Galbi shook his head, "That's true, but how many valuable things can we get?"

"Then just wait for the opportunity to exchange."

There was a hoarse voice that could not distinguish between male and female, whispering in a low voice, seeming to have bypassed the few people present and chatting alone with the old wizard Galbi.

The light in wizard Galbi's eyes kept flashing, and his lips moved quickly and slightly.

"Buzz——"

An extremely strong energy wave came from a not far away direction and reached several people, but immediately there was only a slight wind.

The voice of wizard Galbi talking to people suddenly stopped, and everyone's attention returned to the battle in front of them.

Several third-level wizards looked up and clearly saw the entire process of countless cyan air currents condensing into a giant rune-flowing hand.

The resonance of the legal domain that beats rapidly in the air fluctuates, forming a vortex of wind energy particles swarming towards one place.

Someone made a slight sound of admiration: "Clemens, I still remember his awkward and nervous look when he first walked into the tower. Unknowingly, he has grown to this height."

"The Hand of Aionilo... Is it the wizard book that records the information and legends about the wind-eating monster Ionilo or the one I lent to Clemens? Wow, I didn't expect him to actually understand it successfully."

"In the late stage of the second level, add a legal resonance. Clemens is already qualified to embrace the sixth ring.

Galbi, have you mentioned this to the ring master? "

A vague figure looked at the old wizard, but the latter simply replied: "The ring master is watching now, so I don't need to say anything."

The speaking figure made a shrug.

Several third-level wizards, including Galbi, all quietly watched the changing energy fluctuations in the distance as if they were admiring an impeccable and exquisite oil painting.

They looked at the big hand of flowing runes that was constantly solidifying, and from time to time they made sounds of appreciation or comment, just like a group of idle nobles watching a tea party performance.

Suddenly, someone made a soft "tsk" sound, and then everyone's eyes, which were originally focused on Clemens, the giant hand that controls the streamer runes, naturally moved down, and they all fell on a thin and helpless line, as if they would be ravaged by the surroundings at any time. The terrifying energy turbulence tore the figure into pieces.

"The poor boy seemed completely stunned by Clemens' spell."

"Looking at his performance in previous battles, he shouldn't be scared. Maybe it's just that his self-confidence that has been inflated to its peak has been severely hit..."

“In this battle, his value to Clemens is only the legal resonance method he has mastered.

Clemens's tough behavior aroused his disgust, but apart from preventing Clemens from achieving his goals, he could not make any other resistance..."

A vague figure sighed softly: "I know these talented little guys too well, and the pride in my heart does not allow them to accept any form of insult. Even if his talent is better than Clemens, the difference is only a few The accumulation of time..."

"That's not the point; the point is"

Someone turned their attention to the old wizard Galbi who had been silent, and couldn't help but muttered: "Under this situation, as the person in charge of this competition selection, shouldn't you do something, Galbi?"

Galbi was already whispering something to someone.

A giant silver bat underneath flapped its wings reluctantly, but refused to step forward.

The old wizard Galbi shook his head and gently raised the metal staff in his hand. A trace of energy wave just emerged from the top of his staff.

Sudden.

"Boom!"

A huge explosion far exceeded any before.

The unprecedented energy aftermath poured out like a landslide and tsunami, breaking through the stable field in their area. The calm was broken, and the strong wind blew up the robes of all third-level wizards in an instant.

Galbi's movement of lifting the staff stopped abruptly in mid-air. He and the other third-level wizards subconsciously looked forward.

Waiting for eyes and mental strength to capture the sudden changes in the battle group.

The expressions on every face of this group of third-level wizards who always looked relaxed and relaxed were frozen.

The pupils shrank little by little, as if they were seeing something extremely incredible.

After a brief period of silence that was as long as a century and as if half a breath could not be breathed, a slightly deformed voice of surprise slowly sounded here.

"Is this the blood of ancient wizards?!

There is actually some ancient bloodline power flowing through this kid! ! "

It was like a majestic and towering giant mountain suddenly and silently collapsed in front of my eyes, breaking into countless tiny particles of dust.

When your awe and admiration for something reaches its peak in your heart, it is ruthlessly smashed and flattened.

The shock and impact caused by that process are enough to stop anyone's thinking and heart.

At this time, most of the magic circle wizards who were watching this battle felt this way.

They saw with their own eyes that Clemens was like the king who dominated the sky. After a period of resonance in the legal domain, he summoned the terrifying runic energy giant hand that covered the sky and the sun.

The majestic and suffocating wind energy particles envelop the entire space like a barrier, a rich aura of extraordinary law.

Carrying the terrifying power of the majesty of the sky, the power to tear and crush everything. Some people even couldn't help but worship it.

However.

All of this was shattered in a moment that caught people off guard.

Everyone could barely see a ball of light, blazing and unstoppable, like a white sun rising from the center of the earth.

Nothing can stop the rise of this ball of light. It penetrates straight through the palm of Aionilo's giant hand of flowing light, which is covered with rune patterns and intertwined with countless mysterious laws and auras, all the way up.

"Kacha kacha——"

The huge hand with runes was like an exquisite crystal creation that was hit by an arrow in the palm. Countless cracks that stretched like spider webs quickly appeared on the big hand.

The white light group completely broke through the obstacle of the giant hand and penetrated the entire runic giant hand.

"boom!"

The giant hand of runic energy that covered the sky burst into pieces, and instantly turned into countless streams of light, spreading out in all directions.

"Huhu——"

Unprecedented strong winds swept across the entire competition square, leaving only a hazy blue color between the sky and the earth, and the light of countless rune arrays flickered, as if an energy disaster had just erupted.

A spell that resonates with the domain was broken head-on?

Can a spell that resonates with the legal domain be defeated in this way?

Many magic circle wizards around the field looked in a daze, staring blankly at the chaotic and spectacular energy dissipation scene in front of them, as if they had just experienced a dream and had not yet broken free from it.

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Clemens was also among those who fell into a moment of stasis.

The first of the younger generation of wizards in the Seventh Circle who seemed to never lose his composure and peace, looked dazed and subconsciously stretched out a hand and made a grabbing motion.

It seems that he wants to grab something, or tear open the illusion that is blocking his eyes.

However, the scene in front of him did not change at all. His spell indeed collapsed, leaving only the empty reality.

"Hiss-hoo-"

Long and dull breathing sounded from the center of the energy collapse, breaking the silence that fell into the field for a moment.

Everyone subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound and saw only a human-shaped white light group.

After seeing the specific scene in the light group, everyone's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a pair of invisible hands, and a strong sense of depression and suffocation arose spontaneously.

——

A tall human figure of over two meters and close to three meters, with muscles like knotted and swollen old tree roots. It is exaggerated and terrifyingly strong, but it still shows another kind of symmetry and slenderness.

This terrifying human figure lowered his head slightly, with countless tiny lightning-like white lights dancing around his body. His waist-length hair hung down to his waist, dancing silently and rhythmically with the rhythm of his breathing.

When the figure slowly raised his head, a white and ferocious face covered with veins was revealed, completely pure white eyes flashed with indifference and violence, and a trace of ancient breath flowed out.

At this moment, many magic circle wizards seemed to see the white-haired giant monster in ancient legends that ran between mountains and plains, had a human form, but fed on the flesh and blood of countless powerful monsters, stepping out of the legend! Really came to them.

"It's more powerful than I expected."

Ronan hovered in mid-air, looking at his hands with protruding joints that looked like strange claws, and murmured in a low voice.

"It's also much more painful and complicated than I expected."

[Innocent Body] The vitality light ball was compressed to a certain extreme and then unbound. The "high concentration" vitality energy burst out in one breath exceeded the endurance limit of his original body in an instant.

His original body was directly broken, but it was quickly reshaped under the indescribable majestic vitality, and then was broken and reshaped until he could fully withstand this terrifying power.

If Ronan once seemed to have a giant dragon sealed in his body, now, this dragon has been completely unsealed.

The power of the "dragon" is evenly distributed in every corner of his body. A trivial movement can involve all the power, erupting with terrifying power that was once unimaginable.

"Using a giant dragon as a metaphor is not appropriate... My current appearance is somewhat similar to the legendary ancient giant monster. Let's just name this form the ancient giant monster form, or demonization for short."

Ronan's vocal cords seemed to have been reshaped, and the voice he produced was hoarse and low, with a strange buzzing tone, like the sound of thunder rolling through dark clouds, filled with a soul-stirring and powerful demonic nature.

"The vitality is running out quickly... I have to hurry up..."

Ronan quietly raised his head, his pure white eyes locked on Clemens not far away.

With his super strong visual perception, he clearly caught the moment when Clemens looked at him, and the body under the robe trembled slightly.

Ronan smiled silently.

He simply thought that Clemens, who had been calm and high up before, had a strange sense of humor in such a performance.

But in the eyes of Clemens and others, his expression with the corners of his mouth pulled up to his ears, revealing two rows of dense white fangs, was indescribably cold and terrifying.

Was it a signal sent by the ancient giant monster when it started hunting?

Many people's hearts trembled fiercely.

"Shua——"

The sound of something being torn apart at high speed suddenly sounded.

Everyone stared at the sky with wide eyes, but saw that the terrifying and hideous figure in their vision gradually became blurred, and quietly shattered like a reflection on the water.

It was just a residual image!

"Bang!"

At the same time, a violent explosion sounded from the other side, accompanied by a muffled groan.

Countless eyes turned to the direction, and saw Clemens, who had not retreated a single step since the beginning of the battle, was now flying backwards like lightning.

He hurriedly recited the spell syllables one after another, and continuously summoned one powerful second-level spell after another.

After the spells were guided, the energy fluctuations had just been transmitted, and the spells had not yet been completely formed, but were violently pierced and exploded by an extremely thick and ferocious arm.

A huge and terrifying figure closely followed Clemens's retreating steps. The spells summoned by Clemens were as fragile as thin paper in his hands, and were easily torn apart one by one.

Long white hair danced behind the figure like a cloak flag, countless white lightnings jumped and flowed on the hair, and the energy turbulence and residual power released after the spells collapsed and exploded hit the huge and burly body of the figure, making a series of crackling sounds

Clemens retreated faster and faster, chanting faster and faster, but his face became paler and paler, ugly

The distance between him and the terrifying giant demon figure was constantly getting closer, as if a large and dense shadow was covering the sky and sweeping towards him madly, no matter how many methods he threw out, it could not cause any waves.

Only

One wave was better than another, and he was about to drown the strong feeling of suffocation!

Finally.

"Bang!"

A dazzling light burst out from Clemens, and the magic circle wizards watching below subconsciously narrowed their eyes under this light.

When the light faded, their expressions froze——

Clemens stopped and quietly floated in the air. The spiritual power of a second-level late wizard emitted an incomparable invisible light, as if three overlapping suns.

However.

These three suns.

Now they were tightly grasped in one hand, and even the blazing and burning light could only escape from the fingers.

Clemens stood there expressionlessly.

But from his slightly tense body and the beads of sweat slowly flowing down his forehead, it can be seen that his mood is far from as calm as it seems.

In Clemens's lapis lazuli-like bright eyes, a strange big hand as big as his head, with protruding joints and sharp fingertips like knives was reflected.

At this time, the big hand was hovering in front of his neck and face.

Countless lightning-like white lights flowed and jumped between the five fingers of the big hand, emitting a trace of horror that was close at hand.

As long as this big hand exerts a little force.

Clemens' head will be crushed like a watermelon.

"I lost."

Clemens took a deep breath and spoke softly.

The brilliance in his eyes quickly dimmed, and his head slowly lowered.

The white-haired giant monster that blocked his way like a thick shadow just smiled.

Then he shook his head and slowly retreated.