Bloodline of the Wizard
Chapter 156 - 96 Do You Only Have These Tricks?_2

Chapter 156: Chapter 96 Do You Only Have These Tricks?_2

What a spectacular scene that was.

The middle-aged Wizard thought to himself, only to be shocked in the next second to find everything was the complete opposite of what he had anticipated.

The young warrior fighting the Magic Beast didn’t even glance in the direction of the destroyed Magic Potion plants.

Almost the moment he cast his Spell, the Seal patterns on the opponent’s body suddenly burst into intense light, as if it had been waiting for this very moment.

An overwhelming and terrifying chill, ten times stronger than before, erupted in the arena, bringing with it a tide of despair that swept across the entire battlefield...

The middle-aged Wizard’s retreating figure seemed to freeze, his movements becoming incredibly sluggish.

At the same time, a cold voice whispered in his ear.

"Finally... found you!"

The next second.

"Boom!"

The sound of collapsing air and a profound sense of impending doom enveloped his heart.

The middle-aged Wizard’s face filled with terror, as he desperately activated a Magic Tool, quickly erecting an Energy Shield.

The transparent substance flowing around him also converged to form a dense and substantial translucent defense layer in front of him...

He cast several defensive measures in quick succession, and before the middle-aged Wizard could catch his breath, he felt as though he had been hit head-on by some fast-moving, terrifying object.

The outermost Energy Shield almost immediately caved in, like a bubble squeezed to its limit and deformed.

Then came the second layer of defense, and the third...

He watched in horror as every one of his defensive measures burst one after another, including the innermost translucent Metal Defense Shield, which couldn’t even last half a second before being shattered.

Finally...

A palm edged with countless tiny white flames swiftly enlarged before his eyes, gripping his throat tightly and pressing down fiercely!

"Boom boom boom—"

The middle-aged Wizard felt as if he had been turned into a tool for plowing the earth, an unstoppable and terrifying force pinning him down, continuously pushing him forward and downward across the hard ground.

Even though his body was supported by Metal mediums, he felt as if he were about to die.

Every bone in his body seemed to shatter into pieces, with despair and pain washing over him like tides, engulfing him wave after wave...

Finally, the force stopped.

The middle-aged Wizard struggled to open his eyes, and through the blood and mud, he managed to glimpse the figure of the person who was grasping his throat so tightly.

It was the very target youth he had been following these past few days, who now seemed utterly unfamiliar.

The opponent’s short chestnut hair had completely turned white at some unknown time, with his entire body shrouded in a thin layer of fragmented light flames. The air twisted and collapsed slightly around him, and deep blue runes wickedly grew on his neck and cheeks, his whole person constantly exuding an ice-cold and powerful aura like never before.

He looked down at the Wizard with piercing, cold blue eyes, as if intending to skewer him with their sharp gaze.

"Do you only have these tricks up your sleeve?"

Ronan looked down coldly at the Wizard hanging limp in his grip, his voice calm and icy.

He was fed up with these guys who only knew sly and deceitful tricks.

He had deliberately taken on this trial, not intending to complete it in the slightest.

The target’s Magic Potion was indeed precious but completely useless to him.

Everything he did was just to lure the enemy out, too lazy to even entangle further with them, directly activating [Pure Body] and suppressing with the force of Thunder!

The middle-aged Wizard held by the throat like a human plow gasped for breath like a fish that had just jumped ashore.

Ronan’s fingers loosened slightly, only to see a slowly forming, derisive smile on the Wizard’s face, who said in a low voice:

"Lord Lanni asked me to tell you... this is just the beginning..."

Lanni?

Ronan’s eyes flickered in surprise.

Who was Lanni? He thought this guy was one of Travis’s men...

....

"Lanni is an old rival of mine... who has lost to me several times in direct combat..."

In the Mini Secret Realm Space, Benny, wearing a leather apron and gloves, was dissecting a bloody Magic Beast corpse on the table while casually answering Ronan’s questions.

Ronan stood by, watching Benny busy at work, his face showing a pensive expression.

"So you’re saying they’ve teamed up? Travis, Lanni... two Third Ring?!"

"No."

Benny shook his head, correcting Ronan lightly: "Lanni should have advanced to the Fourth Circle by now."

Ronan’s expression turned sour in an instant.

"How many enemies do you actually have?"

"Not as many as you think..."

Benny put down the dissection tool in his hand, took off his gloves, and lit his pipe, his clothes stained with blood.

"Apart from Lanni, there are a few more Third Ring... but in terms of Strength and maneuvering, Lanni is probably the most formidable."

Ronan took a deep breath, calming his emotions.

He walked over to the Alchemy Pot puffing steam, and through its semi-transparent body, he could see it was filled with dark red, murky boiling liquid.

This was a cultivation liquid for the Holy Blood Tree, concocted from a mixture of various Magic Beast and animal blood, combined with many jumbled Magic Potion Materials, according to Benny’s own researched formula.

Currently, the Holy Blood Tree Seed was soaking in it, boiling twenty-four hours a day.

"If those Third and Fourth Circle figures team up, I might as well forget about completing a single task in the Magic Rings normally.

They always have ways to make my tasks ’fail’."

Ronan looked at the blood-red bubbles rising in the Alchemy Pot, sensing that the Holy Blood Tree Seed inside seemed indeed to have a bit more vigor than before, his mood slightly eased.

It must be said, Benny did have some substance.

"It doesn’t matter, I might as well temporarily give up on the Magic Rings as a resource channel."

Benny, with his pipe in his mouth, poured the collected Magic Beast blood into the Alchemy Pot and moved to the rune table to start engraving another Array.

"I know of several Secret Realms that might contain the materials we need, I’ll write it down for you later..."

"It’s not about the resources."

Ronan furrowed his brows and said in a low, icy tone: "Their real purpose isn’t simply to limit my growth..."

Official members of the Magic Rings must complete at least one task a month, or they will be punished if they fail more than three times, with their core status downgraded to ordinary.

If it continues like this as an ordinary member, they might be completely stripped of their status as an official member of the Magic Rings.

And once Ronan is no longer an official member of the Magic Rings, the rules that prohibit internal fighting among the members will no longer apply to him, and at that time, Travis, Lanni, and others could attack him at will, aiming for his life.

Ronan has calculated that in the worst case scenario–-it would take only as little as six months for him to face such an end.

’They will find another way, to break you, to crush you, to tame you...’

Only now did Ronan truly understand the meaning of these words.

Several Third and Fourth Circle Genius Wizards teaming up against him, a mere First Ring, within the Seventh Magic Rings–-tangling with him within the bounds of the rules...it was all too easy.

"Such blatant scheming and tactics, doesn’t anyone within the Magic Rings care? Is it any use to report this to the higher-ups?"

Ronan felt a deep sense of frustration, as if unable to exert any power, and couldn’t help looking at Benny.

"Any conflict within the rules is allowed."

Benny, holding his Rune Engraving Knife, continued to talk to Ronan without any pause in his movements.

"The higher-ups in the Magic Rings won’t care about these trifles.

In their eyes... a true Genius would never be bound or affected by any conspiracies or tactics..."

"Then tell me, how should I break out of this current situation?"

Ronan asked, frowning.

Benny’s movements ceased as he turned to look at him, speaking calmly and naturally.

"Simple.

Within half a year, you initiate a challenge against Travis or Lanni. Lower circles challenging higher circles is something they cannot refuse.

Defeat them, and all your problems will naturally be solved..."