Wizard Bloodline

While the Silver Ring wizard was looking at the other three wizard forces, the wizards of the other three parties were also paying attention to the Ring.

After the airship stopped, the ring master-level figure in charge of the Silver Ring detached from the airship, and powerful wizards also flew out from the airships of the other three wizard forces.

A bald wizard in a golden robe walked out of the airship of Molten Crystal Lake. There were bright flame patterns on his head. He held a black staff made of burning stone. The top of the staff was embedded with an orange-gold crystal, which looked instantly luxurious.

The leader of the Thorn Palace was a woman with a graceful figure. She wore a robe and a long dress that seemed to be woven from plant fibers. Her long hair hung down to her waist like vines, mixed with some brightly colored small flowers and leaves.

The female wizard of the Thorn Palace had green skin, which was a very healthy and full green. Her hands were empty, and she always had a smile on her lips, giving people a bright feeling like sunshine and rain.

Compared with them, the wizard leading the Black Nightmare Swamp was at the other extreme.

You couldn't see his face clearly at all, as his face was completely covered by a mask full of strange feathers. His robe was also very strange, with a pure black base and many strange white stripes. When the wind blew over it, it looked like a wriggling worm.

He exuded a strong dark and evil aura from head to toe.

As the only black-robed wizard force on the scene, the Black Nightmare Swamp was obviously the most feared, and the other three magic airships were all far away from it.

The four powerful wizards gathered together, and the light of the rune array enveloped them, and they seemed to be discussing something.

Ronan heard Clemens speak.

"It seems that the people from the Scarlet Tower and the Thunder Council will not come to the second battlefield, and it is estimated that they will not join the third battlefield either."

"Don't they look down on the resources of these two battlefields?"

Ronan asked casually.

Clemens shook his head, "No, on the contrary, they always want the most.

The Scarlet Tower and the Thunder Council are the two strongest of the six major wizard forces in the south. They also took out the Nefa Key that opened the core secret realm of the Mirror Court this time.

I guess the six major forces must have reached some agreement. The Scarlet Tower and the Thunder Council will focus their main efforts on the exploration of the first battlefield."

Clemens thought, "From this point of view, it is a good thing that I failed to enter the first step.

The top wizard geniuses under these two major forces have always been one level stronger than us. They are all monsters. It is difficult for ordinary wizard geniuses to compete with them. Their self-confidence will be destroyed. Only monsters like Orion dare to confront them head-on."

"So exaggerated?"

Ronan frowned. It was hard to imagine such words coming from Clemens.

Once upon a time, he was also a figure standing at the top of the younger generation of wizards in the seventh ring. Whether in terms of talent or strength, he formed a fault-like gap with the second-ranked wizard.

Clemens shook his head and didn't explain much.

At this time, the four wizards who had gathered in the sky for a discussion separated and returned to their own airships.

Ronan only saw what the wizard who led the team looked like at this moment. He was a rough-looking, short-bearded and heroic man. From the faint noises coming from the surroundings, it seemed that he was the ring master of the third magic ring.

The third ring master who led the team called everyone to get off the ship, stayed in the air, and then began to guide everyone to sign a soul contract.

Ronan listened carefully and found that the content of the contract was probably about never keeping the gains from the secret realm privately.

While he was thinking about something, a ring with a striking color and no patterns was thrown in front of him.

Ronan reached out to catch it and found that it was a space storage ring, and the storage space inside was less than half of the one in his hand.

"After entering the Mirror Court, anything you obtain can only be put into this ring.

Hand it in after you come out. If it is lost, all rewards for this exploration will be deprived."

The majestic Third Ring Master warned every magician in the Ring expressionlessly.

Ronan's eyes flickered, and he felt that this meant to distribute the harvest uniformly. He asked Clemens, who nodded and said, "This is the case for every joint exploration.

Generally, the harvest you obtain will be divided into three parts. You keep one for yourself, hand it over to the Ring, and the other part is distributed to all the wizard forces participating in the operation according to the strength of each force and the contribution made in the operation.

For individual wizards, there will be extra rewards for outstanding performance."

Except for the Ring, the other three wizard forces are also following this process.

Ronan took this opportunity to look at the three wizards who walked out of the airship one by one, the Molten Crystal Lake wizard in the red robe, the Thorn Palace wizard in the green robe, and the Black Nightmare Swamp wizard in the black robe.

Most of the faces I saw were quite young, powerful and high-spirited, all of them were talented elites from all sides.

Most of them emitted spiritual power fluctuations of the late second level, a few of them were in the middle second level, and Ronan, who was in the early second level, was still unique.

I didn't see Angele.

Ronan couldn't tell whether he was happy or disappointed. The last time he saw Angele, the other party's strength seemed to be in the late second level.

With Angele's talent, he was able to cross the border and kill the second-level wizard at the first-level wizard stage. He must not be an ordinary person, and it was reasonable for him to go to the first battlefield.

Just thinking about it, Ronan suddenly felt that the crystal containing the blood of the ancient frost hydra inserted in his heart moved slightly.

He felt something under the intense pain, and his eyes quickly locked onto a figure.

It was in the direction of Molten Crystal Lake, a young figure wearing a red robe, with hair blown by the wind like a swaying flame.

When he looked at it, the latter seemed to have sensed it and turned his head to look at him.

Ronan saw a pair of rare orange eyes, as if they contained a lot of heat, and remembered it deeply, and then quickly retracted his gaze.

"Igor, what's wrong?"

Among the wizards of Molten Crystal Lake, a young man with a hint of indifference and hostility between his eyebrows glanced sharply in a certain direction.

Listening to the question from the person next to him, he retracted his gaze and shook his head coldly, "Nothing, I just feel like there are bugs spying on me."

The questioner was silent for a while, and then said: "Lord Ignatius asked me to tell you before leaving... In this exploration, you can release some of the power of your bloodline without killing anyone."

The young man with orange eyes heard this, and a strange and cruel smile appeared on his face, and he said hoarsely: "Can we finally... set a fire?"

The preparations for the four parties were completed, and the four leading figures gathered together again, followed by the beautiful third-level female wizard of the Thorn Palace, stepped out and sang softly to the mirror lake below.

A light purple flower grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye on her chest, and the petals opened one by one, and then a key with the length of an index finger and golden light emerged from it.

There was no bump or pattern on the handle of the key, but a golden beam of light shot out and sank straight into the mirror lake.

As the golden beam of light shot in, the tranquility of the silver lake was immediately broken. The mirror-like lake surface began to ripple, and then the ripples increased and soon turned into a huge silver vortex. Powerful energy fluctuations were transmitted from the vortex, causing a strong wind and blowing the hems of the robes of many wizards in the field.

"Go in."

It was unknown who gave the order, and wizards from all four forces began to step into the vortex one after another.

Ronan followed closely behind Clemens. After approaching the vortex, he looked down and found that it was unusually calm inside. There was a shimmering light flashing, and some almost invisible gray smoke lingering around the entrance of the vortex.

At this time, the wizards of the Thorn Palace entered the secret realm in front of them. Ronan saw with his own eyes that a handsome green-robed male wizard accidentally bumped into a ball of gray smoke. As a result, in a few blinks of an eye, the whole person aged rapidly at a jaw-dropping speed.

The male wizard screamed in fear and flew desperately out of the vortex, attracting many people to stop and watch.

"Don't stop, keep going in!"

A cold and majestic voice sounded in his ears, urging the stopped person to continue.

Ronan saw that the strangely old green-robed male wizard was quickly wrapped in a ball of green light by the leader of the Thorn Palace, and then sent into the magic airship.

"I guess he used some special means to conceal his true soul age."

Clemens shook his head beside Ronan and commented: "Almost every time the ancient secret realm is opened, there are such guys who try to have a fluke mentality in front of the time curse. Generally, the soul age is over 80 years old, and being entangled by the time curse will be affected. Just now, the guy's life span was lost like that, and his soul age was at least over 120 years old."

"Is this the time curse..."

Ronan's eyes fluctuated. Benigo had told him about the time curse a long time ago, but it was the first time he saw it with his own eyes, which really made people feel palpitating.

"It won't affect us, don't worry too much."

After Clemens finished speaking, he suddenly looked at Ronan deeply, and then whispered: "Then, Damien. See you in the Mirror Court."

After speaking, he moved down and quietly entered the shimmering light.

Ronan was slightly touched, took a step forward, gently smashed a few wisps of gray smoke, and crashed into the vortex.

It seemed as long as a century.

In fact, it only took a short moment.

Ronan's feet touched the hard ground, and his first reaction was to feel a little tired, probably because of the sequelae of the time curse.

But as the vitality ball in his body was slightly washed, this feeling of fatigue disappeared immediately.

He opened his eyes and wanted to see what the legendary Mirror Court's core secret realm looked like.

After seeing it clearly, he was stunned and surprised.

What appeared in front of Ronan was a small room of only about 70 or 80 square meters.

A simple little room.

There was no one in the room except him.

When the last Molten Crystal Lake wizard disappeared into the vortex, the huge silver vortex also slowly disappeared.

The huge Mirror Lake regained its calm.

The green-robed female wizard who had been controlling the Key of Nefa put away the key, but she did not stop casting spells, and directly recited another long and strange spell.

As she recited the spell, the mental power of a powerful wizard in the late third level surged out, and dozens or hundreds of translucent ripples began to appear in the void on the surface of the Mirror Lake.

The ripples spread, and a picture appeared in the middle.

There is a figure in every picture. If you look carefully, you will find that these are the young wizards from the four forces who have just entered the secret realm.

Exploring the black rings distributed to everyone before, it has more than just a storage function.

At the same time, it also has the function of exploring the scene in the secret area and monitoring the behavior of the explorer.

In these pictures that appear like water mirrors, we explore the environment where the wizards live. Some are in bedrooms, some are standing on strange mirrored stairs, and some appear in empty corridors...

Everyone in the picture is looking around cautiously and curiously.

Occasionally, when people meet and bump into each other, their independent water mirror images will approach each other and merge into a larger piece.

"call--"

The green-robed wizard let out a breath and after finishing everything, her whole body seemed to relax.

"The three entrances discovered in the Court of Mirrors, the first area leads directly to the core inheritance place, and the third area leads to the magic medicine garden and experimental field of the ancient Court of Mirrors wizards.

As for the second entrance here, it should correspond to the living area where the wizards of the Court of Mirrors once lived..."

The green-robed witch muttered a few words to herself, and then turned her gaze to the other two.

The bald wizard holding the burning stone staff in Molten Crystal Lake narrowed his eyes, moved his lips slightly, and then seemed to start communicating with someone.

The third-level wizard wearing a feather mask in the Black Nightmare Swamp stood still without moving, but the heroic middle-aged man on the side of the magic circle didn't even look at the three of them, and walked straight towards his side's magic airship.

He sat down in the air directly above the airship, closed his eyes, and seemed to be thinking or meditating.

This behavior continued for a while and then was interrupted.

"Caroni."

A gentle voice gently called the heroic man's name. The man opened his eyes, and the green-robed wizard who had previously been responsible for opening the secret realm appeared in front of him with a smile.

"We haven't seen each other for a long time. Are you interested in chatting?"

There was no emotion or anger on the heroic man's face. He nodded and said, "This exploration will probably last for a long time."

The green-robed wizard quickly took out some strange-looking and fragrant fruits, and threw them casually into the void in front of the two of them, floating them. Then he took out two wine bottles with slender necks and handed them to Ka. Ronnie a bottle.

"The two of them started again"

The green-robed wizard picked up the wine bottle and took a sip gracefully, glanced to the side, and whispered to the heroic man Caroni.