Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 429 - 200: New Star, Position, Breakthrough Imminent_2

Chapter 429: Chapter 200: New Star, Position, Breakthrough Imminent_2

This has led to the current situation.

Ronan thought for a moment and took out a small bone ring from his space ring.

This ring was obtained from a Black Robed Wizard during his apprenticeship, specifically designed for storing the souls of ghosts.

There used to live in this bone ring a mad ghost of a woman who was determined to kill "Valensuna."

Later, after the crazy ghost woman died, this bone ring had been left idle.

Ronan used the bone ring to collect the mass of spirits entangled in energy in front of him. The bone ring, only of Intermediate Zero Rank Magic Tool grade, barely managed to collect all the ghosts, including Ma Fulin, when cracks immediately appeared on the surface of the ring, with the cracks tending to spread further.

Ronan was not surprised, but at the moment, he had no better container to store them in. Thus, he could only freeze the entire bone ring with Ice Frost to temporarily suppress this uneasy group of spiritual bodies.

When Ronan finished everything in his hands and raised his head, he saw countless large and small colorful balls of light swarming towards him from the void.

"Sigh—"

Like a strong wind blowing against his face, Ronan closed his eyes, feeling his soul power surge and rapidly approaching a critical point.

In his mind, three pale golden Spiritual Power Crystals also simultaneously emitted a faint glow, trembling without cease...

"Boom!"

It was as if a grey torrent had erupted from Ronan.

Rolling grey smoke enveloped his entire being, concentrated and not dispersing, like a dense cloud of grey.

This grey cloud kept churning, as if... something was about to be born from it.

Around the battlefield, each and every Level 3 Wizard stood frozen in their original places.

Looking at Ronan’s towering figure, which was faintly visible in the rolling grey clouds, many people fell into a momentary daze at this moment.

"Ma Fulin... is dead?"

The same question emerged in the minds of every Spectating Wizard, instilling in them a strong sense of unreality.

Moments later, the wizards who had fully accepted the reality before their eyes began to shake violently.

Ma Fulin was dead!

The current Inheritor of Bone Bell, with Intermediate Level 3 Stage strength, was seen by many as part of the First-tier Group before the battle began, eligible to compete for one of the top twenty positions of Heramus Genius Seat. And he was actually dead?!

And he died at the hands of a young wizard whose apparent strength was only that of a Level 2.

Shock, disbelief, astonishment, incredulity, and beyond belief...

A variety of emotions erupted like a volcano in the hearts of the spectating wizards.

"Who is this person? Has anyone ever heard his name?"

"When did the Southern Wizard World have such a powerful Ice Magic inheritance?!"

"What a terrifying monster!"

A small shockwave of astonishment formed among the group of spectating wizards, many of whom realized that the Southern Wizard World might have a star rising, ready to shine brightly in the battle for positions!

"Uh..."

Naturally, the person most shaken by this battle was Ronan’s fellow Blue Mist Society member, the "Magic Power Hand" Genius Wizard Claire.

At this moment, Claire was still in a daze, not yet fully recovered from the shock of Ronan’s defeat of Ma Fulin.

Suddenly, Claire remembered what Orian had said to him when leading Ronan to join the Blue Mist Society—"Perhaps you can spar with him, I don’t think you would necessarily be his opponent."

At that time, he thought Orian was humiliating him, but looking back now, it was not humiliation; it was a trap Orian had set for him.

"What ’Four-Colored Metal’ Orian, it’s just a smokescreen, a distraction launched by the Silver Magic Ring...

This Ronan is the real chief genius of the Silver Magic Ring, their top trump card hidden in their hand..."

Claire murmured dumbfoundedly, finally coming to the truth, while most of the Blue Mist Society still remained in the dark like him.

Now, the current president "Dawn Wind" Harvey must be aware of the situation; otherwise, he wouldn’t have agreed to a mere Level 2 Wizard joining the Blue Mist Society, nor would he have been so enthusiastic and friendly...

As Claire was pondering this.

Suddenly at this time.

"Boom!"

An invisible wave suddenly came from a distant place.

Claire and the rest of the wizards who had not yet dispersed instinctively turned their heads towards the direction of the wave.

Everyone’s gaze sharpened as they saw the rapidly dispersing mist in a certain position on the east side of the Ancient Fairy City.

Between the dispersing mist, atop a grey-white stone pillar, a blazingly incomparable white column of light pierced the sky.

Vaguely, everyone saw a distinct mass of dense grey clouds quietly drifting into that beam of light, gently landing on the top of the stone pillar, with what seemed to be figures emerging...

All the wizards stared at this scene, the atmosphere becoming silently still for a few seconds.

After a moment, some people began to react, exuding shocked and emotional whispers.

"It’s a seat!

One of Heramus’ thirty-two Genius Seats has been taken!"

In an instant, everyone was invigorated.

This was all too sudden!

How long has it been since the Ancient Fairy City became visible and the battle for positions had officially started? Yet someone had already defeated enough opponents, gained recognition, and taken a seat among the thirty-two Geniuses.

At this moment, everyone felt an inexplicable sense of urgency.

Although many of them had self-awareness and did not dare to hope for a place among those thirty-two geniuses... the determination of a seat also meant that the end of the first phase of the battle was drawing near.

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