Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 285 - 148: Entering, Gambling Stakes and Scheming_2

Chapter 285: Chapter 148: Entering, Gambling Stakes and Scheming_2

As he was pondering, Ronan suddenly felt a slight movement from the crystal embedded in his heart, which contained the bloodline of the Ancient Frost Multi-Headed Snake.

Under severe stabbing pain, he had a premonition and quickly locked his gaze on a figure.

It was in the direction of Melt Crystal Lake, a youthful silhouette wearing a red Magic Robe, his hair billowing in the wind like dancing Flames.

As he looked over, the other party seemed to sense it too and abruptly turned to look back.

Ronan saw a pair of rare orange eyes, as if they were holding numerous searing heats, which he deeply committed to memory before quickly retracting his gaze.

"Igor, what’s wrong?"

Among the group of wizards from Melt Crystal Lake, a young man with a sharp, cold, and ferocious look in his eyes swept his gaze sharply in a certain direction.

Hearing the question from the person beside him, he pulled back his gaze and shook his head coldly, "Nothing, it just felt like there were bugs prying on me."

The inquirer fell silent for a while, then spoke, "Lord Ignatius asked me to tell you before he left... During this exploration, you can unleash a part of the power of your bloodline without killing anyone..."

The young man with orange eyes heard this and showed a strange and cruel smile, speaking in a hoarse, low voice, "Finally... I can let loose a proper blaze, can’t I?"

...

The preparations from all sides were completed, and the four leaders gathered again; following this, the beautiful Level 3 Witch from the Thorny Palace stepped forward and began to chant softly towards the lake below.

At the position of her chest, a light purple flower quickly grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. Its petals opened one by one, and then from within them, a key emerged, the length of a finger, glowing with a golden luster.

The handle of the key had no concavities or patterns, but it emitted a golden beam of light that shot straight into Mirror Lake.

With the entry of the golden beam, the calmness of the silver lake surface was immediately shattered. The original mirror-like smooth surface started to ripple, and soon the ripples grew larger, quickly turning into a huge silver vortex. Powerful fluctuations of energy emanated from the vortex in waves, stirring up a gale that blew the hems of the many wizards’ Magic Robes.

"Let’s go in."

Uncertain who issued the command, the wizards from the four forces began to step into the vortex one after the other.

Ronan followed closely behind Clements, and upon nearing the vortex, he looked down into it to find an abnormal calm, with languid radiance flickering and almost invisible grey smoke entwining around the entrance of the vortex.

At this moment, the wizards from the Thorny Palace who were entering the Secret Realm ahead of them caught Ronan’s eye; he saw a handsome Green Robed Male Wizard accidentally collide with a wisp of grey smoke, and in the blink of an eye, he aged at an astonishingly rapid rate.

The Male Wizard cried out in terror, desperately flying towards the outside of the vortex, drawing the attention and gazes of many.

"Don’t stop, keep going!"

A cold and authoritative voice rang in one’s ears, urging those who had stopped to continue.

Ronan saw the bizarrely aged Green Robed Male Wizard quickly enveloped in a ball of green light by the leading witch of the Thorny Palace, and then sent into the Magic Airship.

"He must have used some special method to conceal his real soul age..."

Clements shook his head beside Ronan and commented, "Almost every time an Ancient Secret Realm opens, there are fools who hope to get lucky against the Time Curse... Generally, if the soul age is over eighty years old, they’ll be affected by the Time Curse, that guy just now lost his life so rapidly, his soul age must be at least a hundred and twenty years old..."

"So this is the Time Curse..."

Ronan’s gaze fluctuated; Benny had talked to him about the Time Curse a long time ago, but he was witnessing it with his own eyes for the first time, and it indeed made his heart palpitate.

"For us, there will be no impact, so don’t worry too much."

After speaking, Clements took a deep look at Ronan and then whispered, "Then, Damien... see you inside the Mirror Court."

Having said that, he shaped down and silently dived into the pooling radiance.

Ronan was slightly touched, took a step forward, gently shattered a few strands of grey smoke, and also plunged into the vortex.

It felt as long as a century.

But in reality, it was just a short instant.

Ronan’s feet touched the hard ground, and his first reaction was to feel a tiny bit of fatigue in his body, probably an aftereffect of touching the Time Curse.

However, as the Vital Light Ball within his body washed over him slightly, the sense of fatigue immediately vanished.

He opened his eyes, wanting to see what the scene inside the legendary Core Secret Realm of the Mirror Court really looked like.

After taking a clear look, he was stunned for a moment, feeling surprised.

Before Ronan’s eyes was a small room, roughly seventy or eighty square meters in size.

A very simple small room.

Apart from him, there was not a single person in the room...

...

As the last Melt Crystal Lake Wizard disappeared into the vortex, the vast silver vortex also slowly dissipated.

The vast Mirror Lake returned to tranquility.

The Green Robed Witch, who had been controlling Nephilim’s Key, tucked away the Magic Key, but her hands did not stop casting, immediately switching to another long and strange Spell.

As she recited the Spell, the spiritual power of a powerful Late Level 3 Stage wizard poured out, and dozens upon hundreds of semi-transparent ripples began to emerge in the Void above the surface of Mirror Lake.

The ripples spread out, and images formed in the center.

In each image, there was a figure, and upon closer inspection, these were precisely the young wizards from the various factions who had just entered the Secret Realm.

The black Rings distributed to everyone before the exploration did not merely serve as storage.

They also had the function of surveying the landscape within the Secret Realm and incidentally monitoring the explorers’ behavior.

In these mirror-like images, the environments where the exploring wizards found themselves varied—some were in bedrooms; others stood on bizarre Mirror staircases; yet others appeared in vast corridors...

Every person in the images was cautiously and curiously surveying their surroundings.

Occasionally, some met and came together, and the individual mirror images of the two would approach each other, merging into a larger piece...

"Phew—"

The Green Robed Witch exhaled lightly, having finished all her tasks, she seemed to relax as well. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

"The Mirror Court has three discovered entrances; the first area leads directly to the Core Inheritance Land, the third area leads to the Magic Medicine Garden and experiment field of the Ancient Mirror Court Wizards...

As for our second entrance, it should correspond to the living area where the Mirror Court Wizards once resided..."

The Green Robed Witch murmured to herself for a bit, then turned her gaze towards the other two individuals.

The bald wizard from Melt Crystal Lake, who held a Burning Stone Wand, narrowed his eyes and moved his lips slightly, then appeared to start conversing with someone.

The Level 3 Witch from Black Nightmare Swamp who wore a feathered mask stood still, whereas the heroic middle-aged man from the Magic Airship didn’t even glance at the three of them, but went straight to his own faction’s Magic Airship.

He sat directly in the air above the airship, closed his eyes, as if he was thinking or meditating.

This behavior continued for a while before he was interrupted.

"Caroni."

A gentle voice softly called the heroic man’s name; the man opened his eyes, and the Green Robed Witch who was previously responsible for opening the Secret Realm was already smiling cheerfully before him.

"We haven’t seen each other for a long time... interested in a casual chat?"

The heroic man’s face showed no happiness or anger; he nodded and spoke, "This exploration is estimated to last quite a while, right.."

The Green Robed Witch swiftly took out some peculiarly shaped and fragrantly scented fruits, casually tossing them into the Void in front of the two, floating there, and then took out two long-necked bottles of wine and handed one to Caroni.

"They’ve started again..."

The Green Robed Witch elegantly lifted the wine bottle to her lips for a sip, glanced to the side, and spoke softly to the heroic man Caroni.