Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 408 - 192: Roaring Fish, Coordinate Anomaly, Arrival_4

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Chapter 408: Chapter 192: Roaring Fish, Coordinate Anomaly, Arrival_4

Even with Ronan’s confidence in his own strength, he cannot guarantee the safety of the Ice Crystal Demon Snake in a place where countless strong Southern Wizard geniuses gather.

It is almost inevitable that this Ancient Snake Species will attract covetous eyes, especially since both he and the Ice Crystal Demon Snake are currently quite weak.

Originally, he wanted to use the Ice Crystal Demon Snake as a Magic Pet, to become a major aid during competition battles, but now he thinks it’s better not to.

Watching the Ice Crystal Demon Snake completely disappear into the lake, it is fortunate that the lake is deep and vast. After the snake fully submerged to the bottom of the lake, the natural chill emanating from its Bloodline also receded.

Without detection methods like the [Eye of Truth], it is not easy to notice the presence of a powerful Magic Beast beneath the water, relying solely on the naked eye and spiritual power.

Even if one could sense it, without knowing it is an Ice Crystal Demon Snake of an Ancient Breed, it is estimated that no Wizard would go out of their way to provoke it.

Ronan felt somewhat relieved, turned the Flying Ring on his hand, and continued towards the direction of the Ancient Fairy City.

Ronan had long considered the issue of the Ice Crystal Demon Snake. This creature is doomed to remain hidden for a significant time, and if he wishes to carry it along as an aid, it would be best to have a space storage artifact that can accommodate Magic Pets.

However, artifacts specifically for storing Magic Pets are much more precious than ordinary space storage artifacts, and able to contain huge creatures like the Ice Crystal Demon Snake...Afraid that even if such artifacts exist, he currently could not afford one.

...

Across the vast hilly plains, figures clad in Magic Robes pierced through the clouds, swiftly flying in.

One of the figures suddenly descended from mid-air, elegantly landing on a slope covered with withered yellow Wild Grass.

"Finally...we’re here."

Ronan narrowed his eyes as he surveyed the scene before him.

Visible between the green and yellow hills were densely packed, colorful tents. Countless Wizards were wandering among them, resembling a huge, circular chessboard. Despite his mental preparation, Ronan was still slightly Shocked by the number of Wizards present to witness or participate in this competition.

Keep in mind, every person here is at least a Level 1 Official Wizard and above.

The further inwards, the higher the level – Level 2, Level 3, and perhaps even Dawn Wizards beyond Level 3.

Ronan does not believe that there wouldn’t be any Dawn Wizards coming to watch the battle.

"Indeed, it is the premier event of the Southern Wizard World... the Southern Wizard Genius Gathering... the competition for the Heramus Genius Seat... the inheritance of the Natural Magic Manipulators..."

Ronan murmured to himself. Quickly, his expression returned to calm as he slowly proceeded down the slope.

"Whoosh—"

A huge shadow accompanied by a roaring wind passed abruptly over Ronan’s head, causing a slight, wave-like disturbance in the crowd ahead.

Ronan looked up to see an enormous yellow bat, with a tall, lean figure sitting cross-legged on it.

That figure was like an Arrogant Sun, unabashedly emitting the powerful spiritual power fluctuations of a Level 3 Wizard along his way, heading straight towards the center of this ring-shaped gathering point.

But merely stepping into the Inner Ring Edge Area, the young Wizard riding the yellow bat was immediately attacked by several spells from below.

Amidst explosions and roars, battle erupted in an instant. The violent residual waves of the spells caused part of the crowd to disperse quickly, and the tents on the ground were likewise moved...

From Ronan’s viewpoint, it was like a stone thrown into a murky pond, splashing small waves and mud.

"Feels like the grand event is about to start..."

Ronan spoke to himself, watching the unfolding melee, feeling the blood pumping through his veins heat up slightly.

The Southern region is vast, and the vast majority of Wizard Forces are in their own corners.

Although there is friction between forces, it pales in comparison to this major battle that brings together almost all Wizard Forces from the entire Southern region.

Different Magic Attributes, different Magic Schools, different inheritances, different wisdom...all about to face off and clash here.

The sparks that would be generated in the process... just the thought of it is exciting.

"This is the spectacle I wish to see..."

Ronan breathed out slowly, his eyes sparkling as he calmed his agitated heart.

"I wonder if Angelie has arrived..."

Of course, he remembers what Angelie said to him on the Goblin plain three years ago. With her character, which fears nothing in this world, she would surely not miss such an event.

Right now, she’s probably hiding in some corner, lazily watching everything unfold.

Ronan stopped in front of a temporary stall selling Space Tents. Taking advantage of the seller’s introduction, he sent messages to Orian and Grace, informing them that he had already arrived at the Ancient Fairy City Ruins.

As a type of space storage artifact, the price of a Space Tent exceeds that of ordinary space storage artifacts, after all, it is for living in.

But it’s not outrageously expensive either, because the internal space of a regular Space Tent is not that large, just about two to three times the size of the outer space.

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