Sigel, Silent Corridor, Spell Echo, Ancient Sound Law School
"Juventus has probably already mastered the [Secret Chrysalis]."
As the most favored First Generation heir of the Black Wizard King, Juventus certainly has no shortage of Magic Crystal.
Ronan couldn't help but wonder what might hatch from Juventus's "Secret Chrysalis".
However, the wonder of the [Secret Chrysalis] lies here: the final form within the [Secret Chrysalis] is related to the wizard's foundation, comprehension, bloodline, and Soul Trait, and varies from person to person.
The most important thing is that it is closely related to the Energy Affinity spell of "transformation".
It's not impossible for a hundred wizards to practice the [Secret Chrysalis] and eventually create a hundred different spells.
They may be worlds apart.
Ronan, without a doubt, naturally chose the [Energy Missile] as the medium for his spell.
"If the [Energy Missile] skill is upgraded to Master Level or above and transforms into [Forbidden Black Hole], what will it become after another transformation through [Secret Chrysalis]?"
Ronan stroked his smooth chin, and couldn't help but feel a little expectant.
The appearance of [Secret Chrysalis] brought his original promotion plan forward a little.
Ronan spent two weeks meticulously "polishing" himself from the inside out.
He had originally planned to try to break through the [Ascetic Body Forging] before his advancement, but the time required to take this final step to the Master Level of [Ascetic Body Forging] was full of uncertainty. In addition, he no longer lacked resources for advancement, so there was no need to risk using his physical body to withstand the energy impact during the advancement. Therefore, Ronan did not force himself.
Two weeks later, Ronan took out a Communication Stone and contacted Misha's people.
On the edge of a narrow rift valley on the vast plain, Ronan pressed down on the airship and slowly stepped onto solid ground.
He stowed the airship, then took out a fiery red crystal and slowly crushed it in his hand.
The crystal powder turned into burning flames as soon as it hit the ground. A blood-red parrot flew out of the flames at incredible speed. In the blink of an eye, it plunged into the rift in front of him and disappeared.
After the blood-red parrot disappeared, Ronan waited for two whole hours before he finally sensed energy fluctuations rising from below the rift.
A figure stepped out of the rift valley, walking on the void, heading straight towards Ronan.
The force field emanating from his body proved that he was a Level Four Wizard.
He looked like an ordinary middle-aged man, with short silver-gray hair, strong features, and three Flame Tattoo on his left cheek.
The other party was not wearing Spirit Lake's attire, but a simple pure black robe with gold brocade, and a crimson cloak over it.
Ronan narrowed his eyes.
In the Spirit Lake Deep Sea Faction, wizards who specialize in fire magic are truly rare.
The essence of fire magic is inseparable from combat, and the vast majority of wizards who practice fire magic will choose to join the Flame Faction.
The middle-aged wizard who approached Ronan had a cold look in his eyes. He walked right up to Ronan before coldly uttering, "You are Ronan Damien?"
"Lord Sigel."
Ronan greeted the other party.
The Silent Corridor is not a place specifically for Spirit Lake Wizards to advance their skills. On the contrary, the Silent Corridor is a trial realm that has not yet been fully explored and is quite dangerous. Many Level Four Wizard choose to hone their combat skills there.
Therefore, when he entered the Silent Corridor for advancement, Misha very "thoughtfully" arranged for a Level Four Wizard to "escort" him.
This is the middle-aged wizard named Sigel standing before us.
"I waited for you at the entrance of the corridor for more than a year."
Sigel looked at Ronan and spoke.
Ronan lowered his gaze and replied, "I'm sorry."
Perhaps because of his good attitude, Sigel snorted and said nothing more, leaving behind a "follow me" before turning and flying towards the rift valley.
Ronan followed Sigel down into the rift valley and saw that both sides of the rift valley were covered with glowing moss.
At the very bottom, there is a thin river that seems to be formed from moonlight, flowing slowly.
In the darkness, occasionally a falcon with wings crackling with electricity would swoop past, leaving behind a few bright but fleeting trails.
The two continued downwards until they were almost at the bottom of the rift valley, just as they were about to approach the Moonlit River. Then, Sigel turned and disappeared into a cave in the rock wall.
What followed was a long and winding loop until Ronan saw the light source again.
—A giant crystal cluster floats in mid-air, illuminating the unusually empty cave space.
Some translucent energy chains on the crystal clusters are tightly connected to the ground, forming natural bridges.
This area seems to be sealing something; the energy field is somewhat disordered, and in some areas, stones float upwards, forming the strange landscape of an upside-down stone forest.
At the bottom of the stone forest, Ronan saw the outline of a giant Rune Array. He accidentally kicked a piece of gravel, and a very clear echo reverberated in the cave.
"Ask all your questions here at once."
Sigel stopped in front of the enormous cluster of crystals, turned to look at him, and said, "Once you go in, remember to keep your mouth shut."
It's best not to make a sound at all.
Ronan for a moment, then shook his head.
Sigel turned around expressionlessly and walked straight toward the crystal cluster, with Ronan following closely behind.
Just as the two were about to reach the bottom of the crystal cluster, a vortex-shaped entrance suddenly appeared on the giant crystal cluster. A wizard wearing a dark blue robe quickly walked out of the vortex, bringing with him snowflakes and a chilling aura. He was also at the fourth level.
The wizard who happened to run into them saw Sigel and his eyes lit up. He must have known him for a long time, because he greeted him with a big laugh.
"Oh, Sigel! You're still here guarding the place."
When did you start serving as a guard in the Silent Corridor?
He turned to look at Ronan, seemingly sensing the fluctuations of spiritual energy emanating from Ronan, and said half-jokingly, "Is this your troublesome nephew?"
He seems to have a much brighter future than you."
Ronan wisely lowered his head, pretending he hadn't heard anything.
Sigel, standing beside him, snorted coldly, then his lips moved, presumably he was quickly communicating with the wizard opposite him.
Ronan heard the wizard say "Oh" with a look of realization, and then his gaze towards him became somewhat strange.
The other person clearly chose to skip over his topic and move on to other things with Sigel.
Ronan couldn't hear their conversation, but he could see their expressions gradually becoming serious.
Finally, the wizard said goodbye to Sigel and left, hurriedly throwing out a sentence before he left. "... That madman from the Wizard Heart Hall has no sense of rules at all. Just be careful and don't run into him."
Ronan's eyes flickered slightly upon hearing the word "Wizard Heart Hall," and he subconsciously thought of Jason had entered the Wizard Heart Hall around the same time as him.
At this moment, Sigel had already cast a spell to open a teleportation portal under the giant crystal cluster. Ronan saw him carefully sprinkle some unknown powder to dispel the "Time Curse" that lingered in front of the vortex entrance, and then he called Ronan to follow in a low voice.
Ronan's soul age on his Character Panel is only twenty-six, so the Time Curse has almost no effect on him, and he passed through smoothly.
Upon entering the Silent Corridor Secret Realm, a decaying, desolate, and ancient aura immediately greets you.
Before Ronan lay an incredibly tall and narrow passageway, marked with mottled traces everywhere, as if giants had once walked through it.
Ronan sensed the distribution of free energy particles within this Secret Realm Space when he suddenly noticed several humanoid phantoms appearing on the wall not far in front of him, wielding staffs and rushing straight towards him.
Ronan instinctively took a step back.
"Thud—"
The faint sound of footsteps was amplified into a thunderous roar in the corridor space. Before Ronan could react to the sudden noise, countless ripples appeared beneath his feet and around him.
Then countless ripples formed into vines of flowing runes, swirling wildly towards him! "Bang!"
The Itai material attached to Ronan's robe exploded, transforming into layers of flowing, mercury-like metal barriers that firmly blocked the surrounding area.
The glowing vines with flowing runes lashed against the metal barrier, producing a series of thunderous roars. Immediately afterward, more ripples appeared in the void, and the already numerous glowing vines grew wildly again as if injected with some kind of hormone.
Ronan frowned, and the metal barrier around him melted like water, turning into countless tentacles that tightly bound the vines from all directions.
As more and more vines sprouted, reaching a point that was almost unsettling, he caught a glimpse of the cold smile playing on Sigel's lips as he watched from a distance. His eyes flashed, and he abruptly dispersed all his Itai energy, allowing a portion of his spiritual power to escape through his body. "Whoosh—"
Ronan stood motionless, breathing steadily without making a sound.
A semi-transparent golden Spiritual Force Field around him held back the countless vines, and space seemed to freeze at that moment.
Ronan watched as the vines that had been throbbing violently just a moment ago withered and disappeared rapidly before his very eyes, until not a single one remained.
Once everything had calmed down and the corridor was completely quiet, Sigel, who had watched the entire "show" from beginning to end, silently walked towards him, and a wave of consciousness connected with him.
"It seems you're different from those sycophants under Misha's command who only know how to flatter."
Ronan looked at him calmly and replied in kind, "Is this why we must never make any sound in the Silent Corridor?"
Sigel nodded. Perhaps Ronan's previous behavior had changed his attitude to some extent, and he unusually took the initiative to explain to Ronan.
"The Silent Corridor is the ruins of an ancient school of sonic magic. Due to its unique environment, any spell cast within the Silent Corridor will leave an 'echo,' and sound is the condition that triggers these 'Spell Echo.'"
"What you just saw was the image of an ancient wizard who once passed through this Silent Corridor. What attacked you was the 'Ancient Echoes of Sound' that remained here."
"Spell Echo... Ancient Sound-Based Spell"
Ronan blinked, feeling his knowledge being broadened.