Omens, at the Same Time

Ronan had forgotten when the last Bloodline Deduction Array had yielded its result. In any case, his current "Hecalto Ancient Frost Hydra" bloodline concentration was only 2% remaining. In other words, if he failed to deduce the bloodline twice more, Ronan would completely lose this bloodline power.

"The newly modified deduction array can be adjusted to about five times the original level."

Bennigo said, "But the cost is that the amount of Bloodline Origin required each time will also increase..."

The adjustable rate is the probability of successfully selecting the Ancient Frost Hydra Bloodline for deduction. Ronan pursed his lips when he heard Bennigo's words.

"So, if the newly modified Bloodline Deduction Array is used, I only have one last chance?"

"There's still room for improvement in the new magic array; the success rate should be able to increase further. Don't rush into a decision; you still have time to consider."

Bennigo paused for a moment, then said, "However, the consumption of your Bloodline Origin can't be reduced any further. Let me pause the magic array within your body for now..."

Ronan nodded, removed his robe, revealing his well-proportioned and muscular chest.

Bennigo used magic to wash his hands, then took out a bottle of cloudy, bluish potion, dipped a bone spike in the liquid, and gently dripped it onto Ronan's chest.

In an instant, Ronan felt as if his heart had been gently pricked by countless tiny needles. The light membrane surrounding his heart vanished instantly, and the sacred tree pattern on the membrane disappeared as well.

Bennigo began tidying up the utensils, while Ronan, shirtless, sat under the Saint Blood Tree, lost in thought.

Using two chances to win a prize and increase your chances of winning fivefold is a win-win situation no matter how you look at it.

The key is that if Ronan does not accept the new magic circle modification, he can still choose to abandon the simulation after the next simulation fails, thus retaining one percent of the Ancient Frost Hydra Bloodline.

Adding to the bet increases the probability of success, but at the cost of losing everything if it fails; not adding to the bet gives you a chance to cut your losses in time.

"Whether or not I have one percent of your bloodline, how much of an impact would that have on me now?"

"Why not just go all in and decide the outcome in one go..."

"Alas, if I were to consult the Prophet Eve, would I receive some more helpful revelation?"

Ronan's mind was racing. He suddenly chuckled to himself, realizing that he, who always prided himself on his unwavering resolve, had become so anxious and uncertain when the time came.

"The new Bloodline Deduction Array plan is finalized. Let me know immediately..."

Ronan rose from Saint Blood Tree, slowly donned his robes, and calmly spoke to Bennigo.

Bennigo nodded, then casually tossed him two pieces of parchment.

Ronan took it and saw that the first parchment had various materials written on it. Without asking, he knew that Bennigo needed his help to purchase and collect these materials.

When Ronan turned to the second page, he was slightly taken aback.

Looking up, Bennigo seemed to know what he wanted to ask and said calmly, "Your book has been with me for the past six months. I wasn't sure if you had a second similar magical artifact, so I gathered some information that might be useful to you..."

The book Bennigo was referring to was naturally the Spirit Lake Book. The Spirit Lake Book was an important channel for the Spirit Lake Wizards to communicate with the outside world and obtain information. In the past six months, Ronan had almost completely lost contact with the outside world, but Bennigo had taken the time to record those important external messages for him.

"Thanks."

Ronan thanked Bennigo and then looked down to examine the contents of the second parchment closely.

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Most of the information was related to the Life Royal Court, with the first message being the disappearance of Alba King's remains.

Poor Alba King, a dignified Level Seven Twilight, died under mysterious circumstances, and even his body was stolen. In the end, the blame was placed on the Ancient Wizard Revival Society.

Also implicated in the news was the riot at the Blue Crystal Ore Vein in the northern part of the Ancient Wizard Revival Society Life Royal Court, where more than 3,000 Gnome Miner died overnight. The wizards stationed at the Royal Court were not spared either, their flesh and blood cruelly ripped out.

Then, [Epidemic] broke out in the Morning Dew Plain, known as the "Magic Potion Granary," located at the border of Tangista and the Life Empire. It was clearly caused by human magic. The Sixth and Seventh Legions of Tangista took the opportunity to cross the Emerald Canyon, and the two empires began to fight. Then, the White Wizard King's delegation visited the capital of Life, followed by changes in the membership of the "Holy Grail Council."

This also mentions the frequent adjustments made by several major Wizard Merchant Guild, the large-scale migration of commoners and Wandering Wizard, and the ongoing "Bow of Hunting" trial, a tradition of the Life Empire, during which several exceptionally talented wizards emerged.

Ronan frowned deeply after reading all the messages.

The predicted upheaval came faster and more violently than he had anticipated.

So many major events have happened in just six months.

The situation Upper Ring Continent is showing signs of turmoil.

The messages presented on the paper, coupled with his recent encounter with the royal family of the Life Royal Court in the Quivada Oasis and Thomas, the former commander of the First Legion of Tangista, made him vaguely sense the approaching war.

The war between the Wizard Empire and the Empire had a far greater and longer-lasting impact than the conflicts between secular kingdoms.

It's difficult to completely avoid it; once you get involved, no one knows what will happen.

Ronan's neatly trimmed fingernails lightly brushed across the paper, landing on a news item about Juventus. It was said that he had appeared at the "Bow of Hunting" trial in the Life Royal Court, but quickly disappeared. He then seemed to have reappeared in Emerald Canyon, where he clashed with a Legion Level figure from Tangista, and finally vanished without a trace.

"Legion Level"

Ronan's eyes flickered.

In Tangista, only Level Six Wizard are qualified to command an army.

Does Juventus' ability to clash with Level Six Wizard mean that their current combat strength is sufficient to contend with a level six wizard?

He had only recently advanced to the Level Five Wizard, and was an eight-star elemental spirit.

"I wonder how many of Helamus's legacy Juventus has collected by now?"

Ronan examined the message on the paper again. There was very little information about the Destiny Empire. The only one that caught his attention was that a large area of magical fog had recently risen in the northern part of the Destiny Empire, and all caravans and wizards were prohibited from traveling to and from that area.

To the north of the Destiny Empire lies the Tangista Empire, separated only by a river.

"Call--"

Ronan let out a soft breath, carefully put away the two parchments, then said goodbye to Bennigo and left the Mist Space.

If turmoil were to break out and bring disaster to the entire Upper Ring Continent, he would be powerless to stop it. Apart from striving to become stronger and protect himself, there would be nothing else he could do.

Retracing his steps, Ronan walked through a long, old corridor and stopped in front of the room where he had chosen to meditate.

Turning his head, he saw that the small door leading to the location of the Prophet Eve was only five or six meters away.

Ronan walked over slowly and gently placed his five fingers on the door knocker of the small door.

The cool, delicate touch of the metal door knocker between my fingers is like being able to glimpse the whispers emanating from inside the room.

"Is Prophet Eve currently conversing with that royal member from the Life Royal Court?"

Ronan's eyes gleamed.

A moment later, he removed his hand from the door knocker, turned around calmly, and gave up the idea of pushing the door open to check.

But just as he took a few steps toward his room, he heard a soft sound of a door opening behind him.

"Creak—"

Ronan suddenly turned around and saw that the small door, which had been tightly closed, had opened slightly on its own, letting in a faint light, as if silently inviting him to enter.

Ronan squinted, staring intently at the opening of the door. After a few breaths, he turned away expressionlessly, no longer glancing at the small door, and went into his room.

After Ronan left, a faint sigh echoed through the empty, silent corridor.

Then the small door, which had been slightly ajar, closed silently again, as if it had never been opened at all.

Ronan sat cross-legged on the ground, facing the Star Chart, his mind in a semi-meditation state, the Black Dandelion of "Spirit Heart Amber" reflected in his mind.

His plan was to reach the Level Four Wizard limit in one go, then use Clarity Potion to cleanse the impurities in his soul, and then prepare to break through to the fifth level.

Currently, the plan is less than a third complete, so the practice of "Reincarnation into Dream" must continue.

As always, Ronan gently touched the Black Dandelion in his mind with his mental power, waiting for a petal to fall randomly.

However, this time, the situation is somewhat different.

A portion of the Soul Power flowed out naturally, and then specks of silver light began to gather and form within the Consciousness Space.

Before Ronan could react, he saw an extremely small Silver Serpent appear "before his eyes".

Although it is called a small snake, judging from its size, it is no exaggeration to say that it is an earthworm or even a worm.

"Soul Projection?!"

Ronan was taken aback, not expecting that the [Soul Projection] would activate on its own at this moment.

Moreover, unlike when it is used in the outside world, when projected into his own Consciousness Space, it materializes into the shape of a Silver Serpent, like some kind of soul clone.

Ronan immediately thought of the Golden Ladybug that represented Alazan's soul.

"It seems that the appearance of these clones is related to the Soul Trait."

Ronan thought to himself as he slowly guided the Silver Serpent to land on the Black Dandelion.

In an instant, the entire Black Dandelion seemed to be blown by the wind, and countless slender black petals began to silently curl up.

At the same time, countless blurry, fragmented images flashed through Ronan's mind.

The Silver Serpent struggled to weave through the dandelion petals, plucking at each one. Finally, as it passed a certain petal, it seemed to have exhausted itself, and it fell off the dandelion with a petal in its mouth.

Ronan also fell into a deep sleep in an instant.

But unlike any other time he had entered a dream, Ronan did not wake up immediately.

Instead, he seemed to be in a hazy, half-awake state. In this state, he seemed to hear the sound of water dripping from a very distant place, and then he saw the Silver Serpent representing his soul struggling in the darkness, crawling in some unknown direction.

"What should we do? We haven't even figured out the situation in this area yet, and the newly arrived Waterway Supervisor has fainted. Should we continue?"

"Didn't anyone remind him that he needs to maintain Defense Shield here at all times? Was he given the Antidote Potion?"

"Hey, judging by the time, it should have started working by now..."

A rustling sound began to emanate from my ears, gradually growing louder.

Ronan struggled to open his eyes, and what came into view was a dark cave ceiling covered with stalactites, with cold water droplets falling from the ceiling and dripping onto the wooden plank beside him.

Why is entering this dream so difficult?

Ronan's mind was in a mess, and he felt various images flashing before his eyes.

One moment it's the ceiling of a stalactite cave in front of you, and the next it's the Star Chart wall of a meditation room in reality.

The two scenes switched back and forth, interspersed with images of Silver Serpent crawling in the darkness, causing Ronan to have a splitting headache and groan involuntarily.

"He's awake! He's awake!"

The voices nearby abruptly stopped, someone shouted in surprise, and then hurried footsteps rushed towards them. Ronan, however, felt dizzy and fainted again.

"Whoosh—"

Ronan suddenly opened his eyes, and a dim and damaged Star Chart came into view.

"This is."

Ronan stood up abruptly, looked around, and his expression suddenly turned rather grim.

"Dream entry failed?!"

He had clearly escaped from the "Reincarnation Dream Realm" and returned to reality once again!

This is something that has never happened before. Even though I have officially entered the "Spirit Heart Amber" stage, why has entering a dream become so difficult?

Ronan frowned, calmed down, and sat down to try to enter the dream again.

However, after trying it, his expression gradually became strange.

In the empty and quiet room, Ronan sat cross-legged in the center of the room in a meditative posture.

A moment later, he opened his eyes, then closed them again.

After repeating this several times, Ronan seemed to have finally confirmed something and slowly stood up from the floor.

"It really works."

Ronan's eyes gleamed with a strange light as he murmured to himself, "After formally mastering the 'Spirit Heart Amber,' I can use the effect of Soul Projection to switch my consciousness freely between dreams and reality."

No longer do I need to retreat into complete seclusion for months, or even longer, in an undisturbed environment every time I enter a dream state, as I did before.

The biggest problem Ronan has faced in practicing the "Spirit Heart Amber" has always been the need for extended periods of seclusion.

During the seclusion, I was completely focused and unable to maintain contact with the outside world, or even eat on my own.

Now, this problem has been perfectly solved.

After formally entering the realm of "Spirit Heart Amber," Ronan can enter dreams as Soul Projection, and his id can freely switch between dreams and reality.

Moreover, through repeated experiments, Ronan discovered that by separating a portion of his consciousness onto the projection, he could still do what he wanted in his physical body without much impact.

"No wonder Alazan was still able to teach me the Primordial Spirit Writing while he was healing and asleep."

Ronan's eyes shone brightly, and a surge of joy welled up within him.

Since the cultivation of "Spirit Heart Amber" does not take up real-world time, his spell practice can also be carried out simultaneously.

He has so many areas that need improvement and refinement, and what he lacks most right now is time.