Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 372 - 182: Mechanical Heart, Elemental Life, Searching for the Magic Box

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Chapter 372: Chapter 182: Mechanical Heart, Elemental Life, Searching for the Magic Box

"Goldenbeard Barbara Gabriela..."

Ronan muttered the name, falling deep into thought.

It was clearly a Dwarf name, and the "Dudor Short Tail III" he had seen on the plaque earlier must refer to the name of this grey mountain goat he was now holding.

So, could this metallic grey mountain goat be the pet of a Dwarf woman named Barbara?

Ronan had read some literature on Dwarf civilization.

Dwarfs were a rugged race, innately strong and skilled in Forging, almost all born as Master craftsmen.

Within the Dwarf Clan, most of the Dwarf surnames come from their Forging tools, such as "Steel Hammer," "Copper Furnace," "Silver Grinding Stone," and the like.

Those who could use the beard, the Dwarf Clan’s most prized feature, as a surname, are often Nobles within the Dwarf society.

Because Dwarfs take great pride in their beards.

Even the women grow thick, coarse, and dense beards, and if two Dwarfs fall in love at first sight, it’s definitely because of each other’s beards.

Ronan wasn’t sure about how prestigious the surname "Goldenbeard" was among the Dwarfs, but it must belong to a Noble, without a doubt.

Considering the "III" suffix in the grey mountain goat’s name, it could even belong to the Royal Family.

Ronan gently touched his smooth chin, looking at the lame grey mountain goat in his hand that now appeared exceptionally docile and well-behaved.

If it was an Alchemy Pet gifted by a member of the Dwarf Royal Family to their beloved daughter, its extraordinary qualities seemed reasonable.

"It seems... I’ve indeed stumbled upon a treasure."

Thinking so, Ronan tried to slowly release his grip on the grey mountain goat.

He was on guard, ready for it to attempt an escape.

However, to his surprise, ever since he ’pinched’ it a bit harder, the once slippery and cunning creature became remarkably tame.

It even started to show him an inexplicable fondness, actively nuzzling up to him repeatedly, even sticking out its tongue to lick his ankles.

"Has it been frightened by my grip?"

Ronan’s eyes glinted slightly, "Or is it because the Dwarf Clan’s innate Divine Power, and that the Dwarf Princess who used to be its master, played with it by pinching just as hard as I did just now... This creature is used to abuse and mistook me for its past owner?"

Regardless of the reason, this Metal Puppet goat named "Short Tail III" displayed a level of spirituality that far exceeded Ronan’s expectations.

A Magic Puppet capable of such spirituality reminded him of the self-aware Ice Crystal Demon Snake from the Mirror Court Secret Realm that he encountered.

Ronan took several Advanced Magic Stones from his Space Ring and offered them to the goat, which turned up its nose at them, instead staring eagerly at his right hand, where activated Magic Nightmare Tungsten Steel and Neiman Metal were attached.

"Does it feed on metal?"

Ronan’s eyes flickered, and he took out a few spare pieces of metal from his ring and threw them to the grey mountain goat, which promptly devoured them like eating grass, and then looked at him with growing fondness.

"Really..."

Ronan felt a hint of surprise, and threw a few more pieces of metal its way before quickly scooping it into his ring while it was busy munching.

At that moment, the Ice Crystal Demon Snake arrived, and Ronan finally cleared some space to examine the small pit that the grey goat Puppet had dug out.

A black metal base was revealed at the bottom of the pit, with a circular groove on it, deep enough to fit a finger, and the bottom of the groove had runic indentations.

Ronan’s eyes sparkled, and he took out the guide Magic Box; but before he could proceed, the Magic Box, made of countless brass gears, suddenly disintegrated on its own, flowing smoothly into the circular groove like water...

"Click, click, click———"

The continual sound of metal gears echoed, and Ronan instinctively stepped back, only to see two brass-like metal cylinders rapidly rise from the ground.

The columns were carved with complex, exquisite patterns, resembling layers of entwined black vines...

"Ding——"

Something flew out from between the metal columns, and Ronan caught it in his hand.

Opening his palm, he found a golden gear the size of a thumbnail, incredibly delicate.

Before Ronan had time to carefully examine it, intense energy fluctuations emanated from the front, and a series of light streaks rapidly intertwined between the two brass cylinders, eventually forming a white vortex-like arch, with a faint, mysterious, ancient aura emanating from within.

"Well, that saved me the trouble of finding the entrance..."

Ronan observed the vortex arch in front of him, noticing strands of gray smoke writhing like snakes around the vortex.

His eyes flashed slightly as he reached out to lightly touch the gray smoke, watching it slip away through his fingers like sand, a faint sense of exhaustion spreading from his fingertips...

The Power of the Time Curse.

Only the entrance to an ancient enough Secret Realm would carry the Power of the Time Curse; it seemed that the Mechanical Heart Ruins were indeed quite old.

Ronan spread his fingers, trying several methods in an attempt to capture some of the Time Curse Power, but all attempts failed without exception.

In the Wizard World, there are several branches of magic that are universally acknowledged to transcend ordinary Elemental Magic, holding an unparalleled elevation and great power that others cannot match once mastered.

Time Magic, Space Magic... both are among them.

Especially for Time Series Magic; Ronan had combed through Wizard Books but never found any instance of someone mastering the Power of Time.

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