Simulating the Ancient Era

The vast ice field stretched to the horizon beneath my feet, with semi-frozen Ice River flowing slowly, emitting a low roar. In the distance, towering glaciers, like giant sculptures, pierced the sky like swords and halberds, their surfaces shimmering with a cold light.

Even the sky was covered in frost, outlining some complex and irregular huge patterns. Snowflakes gently fell, covering the earth and forming a soft white blanket. Ronan tried to take two steps forward, and a slight creaking sound came out, as if an unseen elf was whispering. This ice-type Inheritance Imprint Space of the Arcane Circle was quite similar to the scene in the inheritance dream belonging to Hecalto that Ronan had once entered.

Both are worlds made of pure ice and snow, but compared to Hecalto's Dream of Legacy, this world lacks much of its profound and ancient charm.

Hecalto.

The name was mentioned again.

Ronan's temple throbbed slightly, as if he had been stabbed by something sharp, but his expression remained calm as he slowly brought up his current Character Panel.

[Talent: Ancient Frost Hydra Bloodline (1%)]

[Strength: Second Level Formal Wizard (40%)]

The most significant changes on the Character Panel are probably in the [Talent] and [Strength] sections.

The former has an additional 1% [Ancient Frost Hydra Bloodline], while the latter has increased from 35% to 40%.

Just as Ronan had predicted, once he had absorbed Bloodline Crystal from his heart, the talent name "Ancient Frost Hydra Bloodline" would truly appear on his character panel.

But he did not expect that the forced fusion would have such serious consequences, so serious that he almost disappeared completely from this world.

"Even if the Ancient Frost Hydra Bloodline is only one percent diluted, the ancient will remaining in its bloodline is still so strong and domineering that it almost eroded and devoured my true will."

Aunt Soraya was right. Bloodline is a taboo subject for wizards. It is a treasure that can bring a wizard infinite power, but it can also bring death and destruction.

Even at the Dawn Rank, there are very few wizards truly qualified to engage in research on bloodlines. I haven't even fully emerged from the mist yet."

Ronan exhaled a puff of frost, his eyes filled with complex emotions as he murmured, "I was too arrogant."

The superficial benefits I gained from my bloodline made me complacent, leading me to believe I possessed the ability to easily wield this power, while I overlooked the enormous risks it carried.

Ronan reached out and gently pressed his hand against his left chest.

What only he could see was a thumb-sized, rhomboid crystal embedded in his heart beneath his chest.

The crystal is deep red, mixed with many dark blues. The two colors flow slowly within the crystal like blood, giving it an indescribable sense of mystery and beauty.

The crystal seemed to be naturally attached to Ronan's heart, and with each heartbeat, it slowly released some ancient and mysterious power, which flowed through his body along with his blood.

This is the "Ancient Frost Hydra" Bloodline Crystal after the Saint Blood Tree's second purification.

The first one had shattered, and a portion of its bloodline power had completely merged into Ronan's body, becoming inseparable from him and transforming into a part of his bloodline. This is also the origin of the 1% "Ancient Frost Hydra Bloodline" on his character panel.

The remaining substance, after a second purification, was re-collected and retained in Ronan's body in crystalline form. In fact, up to this point, everything was not significantly different from Ronan's initial expectations—

Through repeated purification and fusion, the concentration of the Ancient Frost Hydra Bloodline in one's own bloodline is continuously increased until it is fully inherited.

The only thing he hadn't expected, or rather underestimated, was the backlash from his bloodline will that he would suffer during this process.

Ronan closed his eyes, and his consciousness slowly sank.

In the deepest part of the Consciousness Space, endless frost covers the area, within which lies a dense shadow, faintly revealing the fluctuations of an ancient, majestic, and evil will.

This is the remnant of the will of the Ancient Frost Hydra during a bloodline fusion.

This aggregation of fragmented will is now temporarily "sealed" in the deepest part of Ronan's consciousness, like an untouchable taboo.

Ronan needs to dedicate at least 70% of his energy to maintaining this relatively peaceful state at all times.

Once he relaxes his guard, this will will "break free" and rapidly devour and invade his body.

By then, perhaps the Ancient Frost Hydra will "resurrect" within him in another form? Ronan didn't know.

This kind of willpower that even time cannot completely erase is deeply imprinted in his blood like a "genetic code," and it may "make a comeback" at any time. It is really too incredible and has exceeded his understanding.

"The only good news now is that as long as I don't try to continue fusing with the Bloodline Crystal and don't use the power of the Ancient Frost Hydra, this will won't continue to grow without nourishment, and I can slowly wear it down over time."

While it's unrealistic to completely eliminate it, since Ronan can't completely abandon this bloodline power, he will have to keep facing this problem as long as he chooses to continue down the path of "Frost Hecalto".

"But if we can keep it within a relatively small range, it won't have a significant impact on me."

Ronan opened his eyes and slightly activated the power of the Ancient Frost Hydra Bloodline in the Talents panel.

In an instant, as if ice were shattering, two pitch-black vertical slits appeared in the center of his pupils, from which an evil, scarlet light burst forth.

"Hiss--"

Ronan's long hair swayed silently behind him, each strand turning into an ancient dark blue.

Countless free ice-type energy particles in the surrounding air converged towards Ronan, forming a huge vortex. The Ice River on the ground were stirred up, and even the majestic and immovable glaciers in the distance seemed to be making a rumbling sound.

Large clumps of dark blue frost appeared, gradually emanating an ancient, evil, and majestic aura. "Whoosh—"

Just when everything was about to reach its peak, it all came to an abrupt end.

Ronan suppressed the power in his bloodline, silently looked at his right hand, and quickly put his hand down.

How can one obtain power that ordinary people cannot obtain without paying a certain price?

Things in this world are always fair.

Ronan is not the kind of person who, once bitten by a snake, becomes afraid of ropes for ten years.

Experiencing life-or-death crises will not frighten him; it will only make him more cautious and careful.

Ronan walked on the snow, slowly heading deeper into the space.

The further he went, the denser the free-floating ice-type energy particles in the air became. When he reached the end of the space, in front of a frost-shrouded cliff, Ronan even saw some irregular blue-white light clusters floating on the cliff.

That was an aggregation of energy particles that were concentrated to a certain degree. If given more time, and the energy particles in this space became even more concentrated... the clusters of light in front of Ronan might evolve into ice-elemental entities.

"[Frost Spear]!"

Ronan tapped his finger lightly, releasing invisible spiritual power. A massive amount of ice-type energy particles rapidly gathered, instantly condensing into a dense array of shimmering white spears in front of him, resembling ice crystals.

Strange energy fluctuations emanated from around these Frost Spear, as if they were about to give birth to something.

"Is it simulating ancient times?"

Ronan's eyes flickered slightly, as if he understood the significance of this so-called Inheritance Imprint Space.

In environments where the concentration of single-element energy particles is unusually high, one will receive considerable assistance in both practicing spells and comprehending the domain of magic.

The higher the concentration, the stronger the boost.

However, this space is clearly a relatively new creation, probably only a few hundred years old at most. While the concentration of monolithic free energy particles is high, it's not quite at an exaggerated level.

"That's probably why Kosti said resources are limited and only one person can enter at a time..."

Ronan thought to himself casually.

In any case, for him in his current state, this place is an excellent place for secluded cultivation.