Space Elemental Spirit, Dawn Magical Item

Ronan continued his inspection along the circular experimental platform.

Suddenly, his gaze was drawn to a recess whose color and material clashed with the surrounding lab benches.

As I approached slowly, the pungent, putrid odor gradually intensified.

In fact, the smell wasn't that strong. Because of his physical training, Ronan's sense of smell far surpassed that of a typical level two wizard. He smelled the scent as soon as he went up to the second floor, and it turned out that it was coming from this place.

The rough black grooves stood out conspicuously and jarringly against the pure white and delicate lab bench.

There were some dark green, viscous liquid residues in the black sink, lightly covering one corner of the sink.

Judging from the large green stains on the inner wall of the sink, the unidentified liquid should have originally filled the entire sink, but it slowly drained away over time, leaving only the small amount in front of us.

"A waste disposal pool for handling experimental waste?"

Ronan looked at the sink in front of him and made a judgment.

He had seen similar things at Bennigo's potion and alchemy experiment table. The waste pools were usually filled with specially prepared, highly corrosive energy potions that could dissolve most of the experimental waste.

Ronan hesitated for a moment, then reached out and shot out several silver metal filaments made of Nightmare Tungsten Steel from his fingertips, carefully stirring them into the dark green liquid in the tank.

The metal wire and the dark green liquid made a hissing sound when they touched, and a faint wisp of blue smoke rose up.

Ronan frowned, sensing that the Nightmare Tungsten Steel was being consumed rapidly. In just a short while, the amount consumed was almost equal to the amount he had used to cast Metal Element Nightmare Tungsten Steel and fight someone.

Keep in mind that this was Nightmare Tungsten Steel that had been enhanced with [Silverization]. The corrosiveness of the liquid in the waste pool was much stronger than he had imagined.

It is estimated to be at least a third-order or higher existence.

Just as Ronan was about to retract the metal wire, "Click—"

Something beneath the dark green liquid seemed to be touched by the metal wire.

Ronan's expression shifted, and he quickly manipulated the metal wire to "grab" the thing that had been collected.

He had originally just planned to try his luck, thinking that there might be something left in the experimental waste tank of the Ancient Mirror Garden wizard that might have some research value and could be given to Bennigo as a "souvenir" from this exploration... He didn't expect to actually find something.

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The object retrieved from the waste pool was an irregularly shaped black metal ring with a pitted surface. The ring was almost broken, and there was a small, sharp protrusion at one end. It is estimated that the object was not originally shaped like this. There were other parts outside the ring, but they were corroded away.

Ronan drained the dark green liquid from the metal ring and gently held the ring in his hand.

Unexpectedly, the moment he touched it, the black ring shattered like a biscuit, quickly weathering into dust. Before Ronan could react, he felt a burning, stinging pain in his palm.

He instinctively flung away the broken ring fragments in his hand, and looking down, he saw a strange mark on the palm of his right hand.

It looks like a ring with an arrow on top.

At a glance, Ronan recognized the pattern as the original appearance of the broken metal ring.

Ronan rubbed the skin on his palms; it was smooth and even, without any wounds or even damaged palm lines.

The strange, arrow-shaped pattern seemed to be branded into one's flesh through the skin, and after a few breaths, it began to fade slowly, leaving only a faint trace.

"What exactly is it? Is it some kind of rune?"

Ronan frowned, sensing that the mark was still inside his body, but he couldn't remove it no matter what he tried.

His mind subconsciously recalled the words he had just written on the broken stone slab—taboo, experiment, Kanos. "Could it be related to the taboo experiment mentioned on the slab that was forced to end due to failure?"

Before leaving, the owner of the house hurriedly destroyed all the experimental data, including this arrow-shaped object.

He or she threw the item into the waste bin, never expecting that after so much time, it would still not be completely destroyed. Ronan was pondering the pattern markings and the mysterious experiment when the Communication Stone in the Space Ring suddenly stirred.

He took out the Communication Stone and was surprised to find that it was from a wizard Debby in the Seventh Magic Ring, besides himself and Clemens.

"I encountered people from the Black Nightmare Swamp. I'm no match for them, and my quest ring has been stolen. I might have to quit this exploration early."

"Clemens, Damien... you two be careful and good luck."

Wizard Debby's voice sounded weak, as if he had suffered a serious injury.

Ronan's expression hardened slightly after hearing the message from the other party.

So quickly, the wizard Debby, who is also in the Seventh Magic Ring, has been "plundered and eliminated"?! Debby's strength is not weak. He is at the mid-stage of the second level, close to the late stage. He is also a genius who has comprehended the power of the Extraordinary Magic Domain.

As a result, he encountered a wizard from the Black Nightmare Swamp and was immediately eliminated with severe injuries. The other party was not polite at all. Clemens was right before. In the exploration mission, the most dangerous thing is wizards from other forces!

At this very moment, within this Secret Realm Space of the Mirror Garden, perhaps many similar acts of plunder and being plundered are taking place.

Just then, Clemens sent a message.

"Where are you now? Can you see that floating, rotating tower nearby?"

Ronan did not reply. He quickly searched the second floor, then went up to the attic on the third floor of the small house to check everything. After confirming that nothing had been missed, he left the house.

He walked through the garden and quickly followed the path outside the yard.

After walking for about half a minute, Ronan came to an abrupt stop.

In front of him, at the end of a winding gravel path, a familiar, cream-colored house with a garden came into view in the distance.

We've come full circle again? The mysteries of space and mirrors are perfectly demonstrated at this moment. Along the way, Ronan has not sensed anything unusual, no energy fluctuations, and no trace of Rune Array, yet he has somehow fallen into a "closed-loop" maze.

Ronan frowned and continued walking forward. Sure enough, less than half a minute later, he was back in front of the same little house.

I turned around and went back the way I came, but the result was the same.

Ronan wandered around the area for several minutes, but in the end, his previous experience gave him a way to "break the deadlock".

"If you can't find the way in, isn't it easy to find the way out?"

Ronan shook his head, returned to the cabin, and finally found a familiar-looking mirror in a partitioned room on the first and second floors.

Successfully located the activation rune, activated it, and took a step forward. "Whoosh—"

When Ronan successfully emerged from the "exit," he was astonished to find himself on a silver-white spiral staircase.

The stairs, whether going up or down, seem to have no end in sight.

The entire staircase seemed to be slowly rotating.

Ronan tried taking two steps upwards, "Thump-thump-thump."

But the crisp sound of footsteps came from above.

He suddenly looked up and met a pair of brown eyes looking down at him.

A handsome young man wearing a green robe, with his hair tied into small braids like vines and several black nose rings, looked down at him with a slightly surprised expression.

On the silver spiral staircase, Ronan and the green-robed wizard stood one above the other, their eyes meeting silently across dozens of steps.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment in an eerie way.

"Call--"

The tranquil, almost Stasis atmosphere was shattered by the sudden sound of a gust of wind. The young man standing at the top of the stairs suddenly had his robes billow, and his hands emitted an intense, unparalleled green light. A vast, invisible power of magic emanated from his body, as if a storm was about to brew.

However, before his terrifying power could spread, a huge sound, like thunder crashing heavily to the ground, rang out.

A figure, moving so fast it was almost blurry, appeared before him like a ghost, flashing with a blinding silver light and bursting with eerie blue flames. A gleaming silver hand, like a drawn blade, swiftly tore through the layers of magical domains and energy fields surrounding the youth, leaving a storm-like imprint on his forehead.

"Snap—"

"Boom!"

The young wizard in the green robe had his forehead shattered. Before he could even cast a spell, he was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing into the bottom of the spiral staircase above him, then another, and another. "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" He smashed through seven or eight more spiral staircases in a row, finally embedding himself deeply into one of them, his head covered in blood, his eyes glazed over as he stared blankly at the handsome young man who was walking towards him step by step.

"You"

"Bang!"

Ronan struck out with another palm, in the same spot, this time completely shattering the young wizard's mental energy fluctuations, causing the latter to faint and lose consciousness.

After doing all this, Ronan calmly withdrew his right hand.

The dark blue Spell Breaking Flame that had been wrapped around his right hand receded, and the silvery metal that had been attached to his arm gradually unraveled, revealing his long and well-proportioned arm underneath.

The dark blue lines on the surface of his arm, resembling fine snake scales, quietly disappeared, and all the strange phenomena subsided.

"Even without actively activating my [[Immaculate Body]], my pure physical strength is terrifying."

Ronan examined his right hand, which had performed the feat. The tips of his fair and slender fingers seemed to have grown sharp black nails, making it look somewhat eerie and ferocious.

The subtle transformation brought about by the Ancient Frost Hydra Bloodline allowed his physical body to make significant progress beyond the training of [Ascetic Body Forging].

For the bloodline inherited from the Ancient Frost Hydra, this is merely a negligible manifestation of power.

Ronan hasn't even fully unleashed its power yet.

"At such close range, melee combat is the fastest way to end the fight..."

Terrifying physical strength, Master Level close combat skills, the amplification of the second-tier metal [Silverization], plus the effect of the Spell Breaking Flame, resulted in a near-killing outcome.

Ronan lowered his hand and expressionlessly removed a brightly colored Space Ring from the hand of the severely injured and unconscious young wizard.

This young man is a wizard from the Thorn Palace, with a mental cultivation level of mid-level two, approaching the late level two.

Their overall strength was estimated to be stronger than that of the Debby, but they were defeated in just one match against Ronan.

"When you encounter someone in the secret realm, apart from those wearing the same robes as you, everyone else is indeed an opponent."

Ronan quickly inventoried the contents of the young wizard's Space Ring, lost in thought.

The two had just met when the other party attacked him without any hesitation, without needing any reason at all.

The young wizard's quest ring yielded a much richer harvest than his; he didn't know if he had been lucky enough to sweep through some places, but the ring was filled with quite a few strangely shaped crystal potion bottles.

Ronan swept everything inside into his ring, then casually tossed the emptied ring back at the young man.

This guy suffered a severe head injury; the two Spiritual Power Crystal in his brain were almost shattered by Ronan's two palms. After waking up, he will need a period of recuperation and will not have the ability to continue exploring for a while. He has essentially withdrawn from this exploration mission.

Just as Ronan was about to pass over the other person and continue upwards, the entire spiral staircase suddenly began to shake violently, and intense spatial energy particle fluctuations emanated from both sides of the staircase.

Before Ronan could figure out how to deal with it, a strong silver light came from both sides of the stairs. He felt his body being pulled in by a powerful force and tilted uncontrollably to one side. Then, he was transported to another place in a dizzying way.

After Ronan finally regained his balance, he opened his eyes again.

Suddenly, I found myself standing in a straight corridor.

The corridor suddenly became eerie, as all four sides were made of mirrors.

Mirror upon mirror, layer upon layer of reflections. For a moment, Ronan had no idea how many versions of himself there were in total, above, below, left, and right.

He made the slightest movement, and countless figures around him moved in unison, blurring the sense of space and distance to an extreme.

Ronan sensed that someone was moving behind the mirror next to him.

Breathing sounds, chanting sounds, the booming of spells—a jumble of sounds seemed very close, and they weren't coming from just one direction or one location. It was as if many people were with him at that moment, all teleported to a similar place, and actually very close to each other.

Just as Ronan was considering whether to try breaking down the walls on both sides to see if what lay behind was as he had guessed.

An incredibly intense light, accompanied by an incredibly dense wave of spatial energy particles, emanated from the end of the mirrored corridor.

Ronan squinted and strained to see what was happening. In the distance, he could vaguely make out a dazzling silver figure, like the sun, standing at the other end of the corridor, facing him.

A wave of consciousness suddenly traveled across great distances and reached his mind.

It was a voice that was neither male nor female, and was difficult and indistinct.

He spoke in a low voice.

"The Echoing Light Corridor. Through the inheritance of eight..."

"Buzz—"

Meanwhile, outside the secret realm, on the tranquil and peaceful Mirror Lake.

More than a hundred water screen images of various sizes suddenly converged in one place, collided silently, and transformed into a huge water screen.

On the water screen, one could see wizarding geniuses from various factions, all participating in the exploration of the secret realm, standing side by side on the same eerie corridor.

At the end of the corridor, a dazzling silver orb, as bright as the sun, constantly changed its shape, emitting waves of powerful, terrifying, mysterious, and obscure energy.

The four Third Level Wizards who were originally standing or sitting above Mirror Lake suddenly trembled when they saw the silver ball of light appear. They stood up abruptly from the void, staring intently at the silver light, and blurted out in disbelief.

"Space Elemental Spirit! Dawn- level magical artifact?!"