Bloodline of the Wizard
Chapter 175 - 104 Why does Seventh Rings have such a character?_2

Chapter 175: Chapter 104 Why does Seventh Rings have such a character?_2

The Green-eyed Wizard was like a ball being kicked around, his figure constantly twisting and changing direction in midair.

He didn’t just try to resist; however, the Longsword was imbued with a terrifying Giant Power that brought people to despair, and a mysterious Power of Magic Domain that could easily break through all his spell defenses, making all his resistance futile.

When referred to as Level 2, if the strength of the spiritual power cannot be an advantage and spells cannot be summoned into shape, one can only end up being a punching bag.

After countless lashes, finally...

"Stop!!"

The silver Longsword that tore through the air abruptly halted just inches away from the Green-eyed Wizard’s cheek, steaming with silver mist and the slightly trembling tip made the Green-eyed Wizard’s eyelids twitch uncontrollably while sweat beaded densely on his forehead.

At this moment, the Green-eyed Wizard was wrapped up in a layer of silver metal medium, but it was pitted and uneven, like a human-shaped Metal Puppet that was crushed and smashed.

Especially his cheeks, swollen as if they were two huge freshly baked silver loaves of bread.

The Green-eyed Wizard looked at the coldly handsome, white-haired young man in front of him with frightened eyes, not knowing what to say when the latter threw something at him.

"Open it."

The Green-eyed Wizard caught it subconsciously, looking down, he realized it was a Waist Storage Bag, and it looked familiar... it was his.

His face twitched, gritting his teeth he erased his spiritual power signature on the Waist Storage Bag and slowly "returned" it.

The white-haired young man seemed quite satisfied with his cooperation, naturally lowering the Silver Mist Dual Swords and spoke calmly to him: "Tell Travis when you go back.

I will find him..

Soon."

The Green-eyed Wizard took a deep breath, gave the white-haired young man one last look, then turned around and left, his emanating spiritual power fluctuations still strong as the sun, though this "sun" had been knocked down more than once... he now flew away unsteadily without looking back.

As the Green-eyed Wizard’s figure completely disappeared in the air.

The invisible and oppressive aura around the white-haired young man gradually subsided, the fierce white glow extinguished, the ice-cold dispersed... and the spiritual power fluctuations of Intermediate Level 1 Stage once again surfaced.

The Silver Mist Dual Swords in his hands melted, turning back into a black Arm Bracelet.

He gracefully and composedly put on his robe again, all his sharp edges fully concealed, turning back into the ordinary Young Wizard.

Yet with a simple turn, his blue eyes lightly sweeping across those around him... still managed to—

Silence the whole field.

Only the slight rustling of dead leaves on the ground remained as the breeze passed.

...

Ronan retrieved the Brain-eating Flower sealed by icy energy, then walked straight to the group of First Magic Ring Wizards in front of him, who were completely lost in a daze, and under the gaze of the stupefied Magic Ring Wizards, he carefully gauged his tone towards a dazed Ponytail Witch.

"Can I speak with you alone briefly somewhere?"

The Ponytail Witch stood stunned for a good few seconds before it seemed she finally understood what Ronan was saying to her.

"Okay.. okay. Where do you want to go?"

"Follow me."

Ronan’s face relaxed, softly beckoning her, then soared into the air, the Ponytail Witch obediently followed behind him.

In an instant, the two figures were gone into the distance.

Even after they had completely left, the battlefield remained dead silent.

In the air, it seemed a silent yet massive emotion slowly rolled, crushing heavily across every Magic Ring Wizard’s heart.

No knowing how much time passed.

As this inexplicable emotion began to fade, a murmuring voice finally broke the quietness.

"Is this guy... really just a Level 1 Wizard?"

"How many kinds of Extraordinary Magic Domain Power does he possess?"

"How can a Level 1 Wizard overpower two Level 2s?"

The murmuring came from a small group of Second Magic Ring, from a blonde young man looking bewildered.

Viren.

At this moment, Viren’s pride from once being a peak Late Stage Level 1 Genius Wizard seemed completely shattered, his whole persona engulfed in uneasy and insecure emotions.

"Beyoncé! Beyoncé!"

He suddenly grabbed the shoulder of a nearby pretty wheat-skinned Beautiful Witch, shaking her shoulders frantically with a nervous urgency: "Is he really from the Seventh Magic Rings?...

Help me, Beyoncé!

I think he might have marked me for revenge, I really shouldn’t have behaved like that towards him, I.. I need a chance to apologize to him in person!

...

Viren’s agitated and incoherent voice resonated in the quiet field, heard by everyone present.

And it’s unclear who whispered softly.

"Seventh Rings... why do they get such a demonic figure..."

The words carried a mix of amazement, doubt, and an indescribable envy and bitterness.

...

"Phew!"

A figure fully glistening in silver swiftly rushed out from an exit of a Secret Realm Space.

Upon exiting, he quickly twisted a seemingly inconspicuous Ring on his pinky.

Faint Spatial Energy vibrations spread out, and several bottles of light red Potion appeared in his hand, quickly unscrewing the caps, he frantically gulped them down.