Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 214 - 119: Shattering and Reshaping, Stepping Through the Legend’s Preface, I Lost.

Chapter 214: Chapter 119: Shattering and Reshaping, Stepping Through the Legend’s Preface, I Lost.

"Galby, how is your research on purifying Arrays with the Three-directional Mirror going? Have you made any breakthroughs?"

Near the void beside the silver-white tower, an elderly white-bearded Wizard stood leisurely, his head donned with a pointed Wizard Hat, clad in an exquisite and luxurious Magic Robe.

Faint, indistinct silhouettes of several people lingered around him, their specific forms unclear, like blurred projections cast by beams of light, whispering quietly among themselves.

"There are still a few key runes that are not yet perfected, the related knowledge I have for reference is far too limited..."

"After the retreat of the Ancient Wizard Force of Mirror Court, they left no systematic legacy behind. All research into Space and Mirror Magic is reliant on the elucidation and reverse engineering of runes by later researchers; there’s simply no helping it..."

Someone offered gentle consolation, "Soon, once the core area of Mirror Court fully opens up, a portion of new runes and Magic Tools will certainly flow out, and by that time, your issues should be easily resolved..."

The white-bearded old Wizard known as Galby shook his head, "True, but how many valuable items will actually end up in our hands?"

"Then we’ll just wait patiently for an opportunity to exchange..."

A hoarse, indistinguishable voice between male and female murmured softly, seemingly conversing privately with the old Wizard Galby, bypassing others present.

Wizard Galby’s eyes flickered unceasingly, his lips quivering rapidly and slightly...

"Buzz——"

A wave of incredibly intense energy fluctuation emanated from a direction not too far, reaching those nearby, yet promptly reduced to a faint breeze.

The voices of Wizard Galby conversing with others suddenly came to an abrupt halt; everyone’s attention returned to the battle at hand.

A few Level 3 Wizards raised their eyes to see clearly the entire process of countless cyan streams of air condensing into an immense rune-embellished hand of light.

Magic Domain Resonance fluctuations pulsated violently in the air, swirling and devouring Wind Energy Particles like a vortex...

Someone uttered a barely audible exclamation of admiration, "Clements, I still remember how cramped and nervous he was when he first stepped into the tower... Unbeknownst to us, he has grown to such heights..."

"The Hand of Aeolus... Wasn’t it I who lent Clements the Wizard Book that contains the legend pertaining to the wind-eating beast Aeolus? Tsk tsk, I never thought he would actually succeed in comprehending it..."

"Late Stage Level 2, with a Level 1 Law Domain Resonance... Clements is now qualified for the embrace of the Sixth Ring.

Galby, have you mentioned this to the Ring Master?"

A blurred figure looked at the old Wizard, who simply answered indifferently, "The Ring Master is watching now; there’s no need for further words."

The speaking figure shrugged off the comment.

All the Level 3 Wizards, including Galby, watched the fluctuating energy waves in the distance as if admiring an impeccable masterpiece painting, quietly observing.

They watched the increasingly solidifying hand of light and runes, occasionally emitting sounds of appreciation or critique, like a group of idle Nobles watching a tea party performance.

Suddenly, someone clicked their tongue lightly, and the focused gazes that were on Clements, who was controlling the giant hand of light and runes, naturally shifted downwards, all landing on a thin, helpless figure who seemed as if they could be torn to shreds at any moment by the rampant energy turbulence around them.

"This poor child... seems to have been completely terrified by Clements’ Spell."

"Judging by his earlier performance in the fight, he shouldn’t have been scared to this point. Maybe it’s just his inflated confidence being heavily struck..."

"In this battle, his value to Clements lies solely in the Magic Domain Resonance technique he possesses. free𝑤ebnovel.com

Clements’ aggressive actions have evoked his disdain, but beyond preventing Clements from achieving his goal, he cannot make any other resistance..."

A blurred silhouette sighed softly, "I understand these exceptionally Talented youngsters too well; their pride won’t abide any form of insult. Even if his Talent surpasses that of Clements, what he lacks is just a bit more accumulation of time..."

"That’s not the point; the point is..."

Someone’s gaze turned to the silent old Wizard Galby, unable to resist muttering, "Under such circumstances, as the person in overall charge of this selection duel, shouldn’t you take action, Galby?"

At this moment, Galby was already whispering something to someone.

Below, a silver giant bat flapped its wings reluctantly and refused to step forward.

Old Wizard Galby shook his head, gently raising his metal Magic Wand, just about to release a ripple of energy from the tip of his wand...

Suddenly.

"Boom!"

A sound of a huge explosion, far exceeding any previous ones, erupted.

An unprecedented wave of residual energy like a landslide and tsunami poured forth, breaking through a trace of the stable Field in their region, disturbing the calm, and in an instant, the cloaks of all Level 3 Wizards were swept up by the fierce wind...

Galby’s motion of raising his Magic Wand came to an abrupt stop midway, and he, along with the rest of the Level 3 Wizards, unconsciously looked straight ahead in unison.

Once their gaze and spiritual power caught the abrupt change occurring within the fray.

Every one of these Level 3 Wizards, who had a relaxed air about them, had their facial expressions frozen in place.

Pupils contracted bit by bit, as if beholding some unfathomably astonishing scene.

As if a century-long yet seemingly less than half a breath short, silence ensued, only to have sounds of altered astonishment gradually rise in the space.