Helamus's Magic Controller Legacy, a Figure on Par with the Ancients!

Silver Magic Ring.

The enormous metal ring rotates silently, beneath which stand seven Silver White High Tower, and an eighth is under construction.

Suddenly, the clouds on the horizon dispersed, and a figure radiating unparalleled brilliance, like the blazing sun, stepped through the air.

Dawn?! The oppressive aura of Dawn Rank wizard spread throughout the Arcane Circle, causing countless Arcane Circle wizards to look up with shocked and longing eyes.

Soon, a "sun" also rose inside the tallest Silver White High Tower of the Silver Magic Ring, and a figure went to greet it.

The two rounds of scorching sun faced off, and after a brief encounter, the former departed, and the latter disappeared again.

Soon, figures flew out from the top of each of the other seven towers in the Arcane Circle, all heading towards the top of the first tower.

After a brief silence, the wizards of the Arcane Circle became restless, discussing and speculating about what major event had occurred.

Inside the spacious, metal-style hall, the eight ring masters of the Silver Magic Ring sat around a semi-circular table.

The First Ring Master sat at the head of the table, his gaze sweeping over everyone below him. He calmly spoke, "The Thunder Council Speaker just came and told me two pieces of news, both related to this Southern Wizard Genius Gathering."

"The first piece of news is that the Ancient Wizard Revival Society has reappeared. Currently, it's confirmed that there is Level Five Wizard and one Level Four Wizard among them. They have caused immense destruction at the Fairy Ancient City Ruins, resulting in the deaths of over three thousand wizards from major wizarding factions in the south."

As soon as he finished speaking, a commotion immediately broke out below.

The expressions of all the ring masters turned shocked and solemn. One of them spoke in a deep voice, "What did the Wizard Guild say? Do they need us to go and rescue them?"

"Level Five Wizard... Even if we were willing to help, we wouldn't be of much use. This is beyond the capabilities of ordinary wizards. Those of us who haven't even reached level four would only become cannon fodder."

"What exactly is the Ancient Wizard Revival Society plotting with its continuous large-scale activities in the south?"

Listening to the crowd's discussion, the First Ring Master said calmly, "This matter is related to several wizarding forces in the central region. The Spiritual Dawn and the Wizard Guild have also contacted Wizard Rona to go there. The unrest should be quelled soon."

Upon hearing the name "Wizard Rona," many Ring Lords visibly relaxed.

This is a highly respected old wizard from the south, and a veteran powerhouse with a strength level five. With such a figure going to take charge of the situation, plus the assistance of a group of medium and large wizarding forces, there shouldn't be any problems.

"The main reason I've gathered everyone here is for the second matter..."

The First Ring Master continued speaking, but paused halfway through his sentence, his expression becoming somewhat complicated.

Seeing his behavior, the other ringmasters, who had just relaxed, immediately became solemn again.

"Could there be any worse news than the Ancient Wizard Revival Society and the emergence of Level Five Wizard?"

Someone spoke up helplessly.

"No, that's not it. This is good news."

The first ring master shook his head, his gaze sweeping over the seven ring masters one by one, finally settling on a certain slender and beautiful figure.

Everyone's eyes unconsciously turned to them, and Kosti, who had inexplicably become the "focus" of everyone's attention, looked up in confusion.

At this moment, the First Ring Master slowly spoke:

"Ronan Damien."

"A genius member from our Silver Magic Ring Seventh Magic Ring"

"Defeat all opponents in this Southern Gathering of Geniuses, complete Helamus's Blood War Ritual, inherit Helamus' mantle, and become the top prodigy of this year!"

The Lord's words fell in the first ring.

"Buzz—"

All the Silver Magic Ring Masters present seemed to have been collectively attacked by some powerful soul magic, and their bodies all trembled.

Kosti, who was most shocked by the news, sat frozen in her seat, looking completely bewildered and unable to process what had just happened.

Ronan, the Wizards' top scorer?!

In the boundless wilderness, a figure stumbled and ran.

Fresh blood trickled down between his fingers, dripping onto the ground and leaving a trail of broken blood.

"Huffing and puffing—"

Serena, pale and disheveled, walked forward step by step.

At this moment, her aura had weakened to the extreme. Her armor had long since disappeared, and she was covered in blood and grime. Even her hair was matted with dried sweat and blood, leaving no trace of her former nobility and composure.

She can no longer even fly.

Her injuries were so severe that she could feel her life force slowly draining away from her body.

If her captors hadn't been so reluctant to let her die, she might not have been able to escape the previous battle alive.

Serena didn't know where she should go; she was driven solely by a strong will to survive as she kept running forward.

She didn't know how long she had been running, but Serena, who had lost too much blood and whose vision was beginning to blur, suddenly saw a pair of boots in front of her.

A pair of very beautiful boots, I don't know what material they are made of, the white boots are embroidered with many intricate and exquisite gold patterns, giving them an extremely luxurious feel.

A voice came from above Serena's head.

Look at yourself now.

"So pathetic he was worse off than a dog."

"I really don't want to call you that, my little sister."

A hand gently descended and slowly stroked Serena's cheek; the cool touch brought a familiar feeling to Serena.

Serena strained to open her eyes, trying to make out the person's face, her lips moving, but she collapsed into unconsciousness the next moment.

The young man, dressed in a magnificent white-gold robe, quietly looked at Serena at his feet. He had the same radiant golden hair as Serena, and his face was so handsome it was almost otherworldly. He possessed a kind of innate nobility and prestige, but his eyes revealed a cold indifference that showed no human warmth whatsoever.

The young man casually raised his hand, and specks of white light scattered from his fingertips, landing on Serena's body.

Serena's breathing became much more even at once, and her injuries were healing rapidly and stabilizing.

At that moment, a thick, dark cloud drifted across the sky from afar.

The young, handsome man narrowed his eyes, gazing in the direction from which the dark clouds were approaching, and said in a low voice, "Just what kind of audacious, despicable wretch dares to covet the bloodline of our Alba Family?"

The next instant, a platinum beam of light, nearly a hundred meters thick, appeared out of thin air and shot out without warning, piercing through the thick clouds in the sky. "Boom!"

"Smack!"

Inside the bonfire, the dried branches burned with a crackling sound.

In the night breeze, the flickering light of flames danced in Ronan's eyes.

He casually tugged at his robe, silently turning the rabbit meat that was roasting over the fire in his hand.

The aroma of the frying oil had already wafted out, but Ronan seemed oblivious, his eyes fixed on the dozen or so scattered communication Rune Stone at his feet.

Each Communication Stone was flashing white light, appearing strangely bright in the night.

Many people were trying to contact Ronan, but Ronan didn't want to reply to any of them.

"At least."

"Until the turmoil of the [Resurrection Society] is completely quelled."

On the one hand, Ronan was unsure whether any of these people were agents of the [Resurrection Society]. On the other hand, until he was certain that he was out of danger—possibly from Level Five Wizard of the [Resurrection Society] —he felt it was better to remain alone and adrift.

Otherwise, he would be a mobile "source of disaster." Among the people he knows, none can withstand the "level 5 high pressure." No matter where he hides, he will not receive any effective protection and will only bring disaster and death to those around him.

However, after thinking it over, Ronan still picked up one of the Communication Stone and replied to the other party.

Ancient Spirit Wizard Evaqu.

Evaqu had warned him of the impending "calamity" during the bloody battle, so it's highly unlikely that he would be involved with the [Resurrection Society]. The key point is that Evaqu had said he could solve Ronan's soul problem.

Hecalto, who was resurrected by possessing the Ice Crystal Magic Serpent, is now a Damocles' sword hanging over Ronan's head, threatening to fall and behead him at any moment.

Ronan must do everything he can to become as strong as possible before this crisis comes to an end, and Level Four Dawn is a major hurdle he will face.

"Without resolving the issue of the soul's entanglement and gaining the chance to advance to the Dawn, there is absolutely no possibility of survival."

"Call--"

Ronan breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that Evaqu had quickly replied to his message.

I didn't say anything, just told him a place name and told him to meet me there in a few days.

Ronan put away the Communication Stone, picked up the roasted rabbit meat and slowly tore it apart, eating while checking his Character Panel.

Name: Ronan Damien

Age: 21

[Talents: Ice Attribute Affinity, [Immaculate Body] (Active), [Thoughtless Lake] (Active), [Extremely Boiling Lake] (Active), Ancient Frost Hydra Bloodline (6%)]

[Strength: Third Level Formal Wizard (47%)]

[Skill:]

In this battle for the Talent Seat, Helamus' Ancient Frost Hydra Bloodline concentration increased from one percent to six percent.

The increase in Soul Power was the greatest. The mere side benefit of the increase in Soul Power allowed his strength to leap from the late stage of level two to the mid stage of level three, saving him countless hours of arduous cultivation.

"It's a pity that without the Ice Crystal Magic Serpent, the original bloodline purification plan can no longer proceed."

This didn't actually have a huge impact on Ronan.

For Bloodline Purification, the Ice Crystal Magic Serpent is not a particularly necessary element.

He consistently followed the procedure of purifying the Ice Crystal Magic Serpent Bloodline Purification before transplanting it, primarily because he was worried that if it were mixed with other undesirable bloodlines from his own body, the purification effect would be compromised.

Now that the Ice Crystal Magic Serpent is gone, the only option left is to try purifying one's bloodline directly using the Saint Blood Tree.

A 6% concentration of Ancient Frost Hydra Bloodline is a bit low, and the risks in all aspects are much higher. However, if you purify it enough times and are lucky enough, you might still be able to purify an even older bloodline with a grade higher than "Ancient Frost Hydra".

This was also one way he could think of to increase his chances of breaking out of this deadlock.

"And then..."

Ronan slowly put a piece of fragrant, caramelized rabbit meat into his mouth, his eyes flashing slightly, and then took out an exquisitely crafted, crystal-clear armlet from his Space Ring.

The armlet was made of some unknown material, resembling crystal or jade, yet it produced a metallic sound when struck.

The arm ring seemed to conceal an entire starry sky, vast and profound. The light emitted by the bonfire in front of it was completely absorbed into its surface, leaving it without any luster.

As Ronan's spiritual power slowly seeped in, the inside of the armlet became even more like a "starry sky".

Vast and boundless, the hazy starlight is scattered in the void.

Every twinkling star is a rune.

At the very center of this vast runic starry sky, there is a dazzling core as large as a planet—an incomparably profound and complex rune, radiating light and releasing boundless wisdom.

"The Law Control."

Ronan's eyes were deep and unfocused, and he murmured to himself.

He could not imagine just how vast and profound Helamus' knowledge was; his legacy seemed to be meticulously interpreting the concept of "law".

He had seen the Golden Country of the "Schubert Alchemist," and in his opinion, Helamus's lineage of Law Control was no less impressive than that of the "Golden Country."

Perhaps his understanding of the "Golden Country" tradition was too superficial; on some levels, he even felt that the "Magic Controller" tradition was more magnificent than that of the "Golden Country"!

Yes.

Magnificent!

Ronan could only think of this word to describe it.

When faced with the oppressive aura of Level Five Wizard from the [Resurrection Society], Ronan exerted all his strength and managed to slightly pry open the most crucial rune within his armlet.

It was this leaked glimpse of mystery that caused his [Energy Missile-Particle Torrent] to directly transform into the "Forbidden Law Domain" - [Forbidden Black Hole] without the support of [Multiple Mirror Lights]! Of course, now that the energy accumulated in the armlet has been depleted, it is no longer possible for Ronan to reproduce the glory of this spell.

"But if we can decipher this rune—no, even just one-tenth, or even one-hundredth, of it will suffice."

"This rune is a hundred times more suitable for me than [Multiple Mirror Lights]!"

Or rather, the Helamus's Magic Controller Legacy is inherently suitable for the vast majority of wizards.

"This is a figure who can truly rival the ancient wizards!"

Ronan let out a soft breath, put away the armlet in his hand, and let out a heartfelt sigh.

He gained a lot from this battle.

Besides these most important ones, there are also some spoils of war, such as the ancient cowbell obtained after killing "Bone Bell" Mafflin.

It also preserves a rather powerful Spell Inheritance.

Ronan felt the urgency of time more and more, and he was unwilling to waste even a single second.

Just as Ronan took out Mafflin's cowbell and was about to examine it, a flash of light above his head caught Ronan attention.

He subconsciously looked up.

A ball of flame could be seen streaking across the night sky.

It looked like a crimson shooting star.

Gradually.

Ronan's expression changed slightly.

He realized that the shooting star seemed to be heading straight for him!

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