Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 349 - 174 Simulating Ancient Times

Beneath his feet, the vast ice plains extended to the horizon, with semi-solidified rivers flowing slowly, emitting a deep roar, and in the distance, towering glaciers stood like gigantic sculptures, piercing the sky like swords or halberds, their surfaces twinkling with a chilling light.

Even the sky was covered with ice frost, drawing out some complex and irregular giant patterns. Snowflakes gently fell, blanketing the earth, forming a layer of soft white carpet. Ronan tried to take a few steps forward, a slight creaking sound emerging, like invisible elves whispering...

The Ice-type Inheritance Mark Space of the Magic Ring was quite similar to the dreamscape of inheritance related to Hekarter that Ronan had once entered.

Both were worlds composed purely of snow and ice, but compared to the dream of Hekarter’s inheritance, this world lacked many of the profound and ancient charms.

Hekarter.

This name was mentioned once again.

Ronan’s temples throbbed slightly, as if pierced by something sharp, yet his expression remained calm as he slowly pulled up his character panel.

[Talent: Ancient Frost Multi-Headed Snake Bloodline (1%).....]

[Strength: Level 2 Official Wizard (40%)]

The major changes on the character panel were probably in the [Talent] and [Strength] sections.

The former had an additional 1% of [Ancient Frost Multi-Headed Snake Bloodline], while the latter rose from the original 35% to 40%.

As Ronan had previously speculated, when he finished absorbing the Bloodline Crystal at his heart, the panel would truly display the wordings pertaining to the [Ancient Frost Multi-Headed Snake Bloodline].

But he hadn’t expected that the consequence of forcing a fusion would be so severe that... he almost completely vanished from this world.

"Even as dilute as one percent of the Ancient Frost Multi-Headed Snake Bloodline, the ancient will that persists in the bloodline remains so supremely overbearing, nearly eroding and devouring my very self.

Aunt Soraya was right, bloodlines for Wizards are a forever taboo topic...

It can be a treasure bringing infinite strength to a Wizard but also a calamity that leads to death and destruction.

Even at Dawn Rank, those who genuinely qualify to delve into the realm of bloodline research are few and far between, and I have yet to fully emerge from the Mist..."

Ronan exhaled a breath of Ice Frost, muttering in a complicated tone, "I was too arrogant.

I let the slightest benefits derived from the bloodline get to my head, thinking that I had the power to easily master this strength, but I overlooked the enormous risks that lie beneath..."

Ronan gently pressed against the position over his left chest.

Only he could see it - beneath his chest, embedded in his heart, was a diamond-shaped crystal the size of a thumb.

The crystal was deep red in color, with many dark blues mixed within. The two colors flowed slowly inside the crystal like blood, exuding an indescribable sense of mystery and beauty.

The crystal seemed to naturally grow together with Ronan’s heart. As the heart kept beating, it was also releasing some ancient and mysterious power very slowly, circulating it throughout his body with his blood.

This was the "Ancient Frost Multi-Headed Snake" Bloodline Crystal after a second purification by the Holy Blood Tree.

The first had shattered, with part of the Bloodline Power integrating completely into Ronan’s body, becoming inseparable from his bloodline, and also the source of the 1% "Ancient Frost Multi-Headed Snake Bloodline" displayed on his panel.

And the remainder had been re-concentrated after the second purification, preserved within Ronan’s body in the form of a crystal again...

In fact, up to this point, everything was not too different from Ronan’s initial expectations—

By repeatedly and continuously purifying and fusing, to constantly enhance the concentration of the Ancient Frost Multi-Headed Snake Bloodline in his own blood until completely inheriting this bloodline.

What he had not anticipated, or rather underestimated, was the backlash of the bloodline will encountered during this process.

Closing his eyes, Ronan’s consciousness slowly sunk.

In the deepest place of the Consciousness Space, endless Ice Frost covered everything, and within the frost, there lurked a dense shadow that faintly exuded ancient, majestic, and malevolent will fluctuations.

This was the residual will of the Ancient Frost Multi-Headed Snake from a bloodline fusion.

This agglomeration of fragmented will was now temporarily "sealed" in the deepest part of Ronan’s consciousness like an untouchable Forbidden.

Ronan had to allocate at least seventy percent of his spiritual power at all times to maintain this relatively peaceful state.

Once he let his guard down, this willpower would "seal breaking" and rapidly gnaw away and occupy his body.

By then, might the Ancient Frost Multi-Headed Snake "resurrect" in another form within him?

Ronan didn’t know.

This kind of willpower energy, which not even time could completely erase, imprinted deeply within the bloodline like a "gene code," always at risk of a "comeback"... It was truly too astonishing, already beyond his understanding.

"The only good news now is that as long as I don’t attempt to continue merging with the Bloodline Crystal and refrain from using the power of Ancient Frost Multi-Headed Snake, this willpower won’t receive nourishment and won’t continue to grow. I can spend time slowly wearing it down..."

Although completely driving it out seemed unrealistic, because Ronan couldn’t possibly fully give up this bloodline power, as long as he chose to continue down the path of "Frost Hekaruto," he would have to face this problem constantly.

"But if I can keep it under control within a relatively weak scope, it actually won’t cause me too much trouble..."

Ronan opened his eyes, slightly engaging the power of [Ancient Frost Multi-Headed Snake Bloodline] in his [Talent] column.

Instantly, his pupils seemed to crack open like shattered ice layers, revealing two vertical slits that emitted a sinister, crimson glow.

"Ssss—"

Ronan’s hair, hanging behind him, moved soundlessly, each strand turning to an ancient shade of dark blue.

Countless Free Ice Energy Particles in the surrounding air coalesced toward Ronan, forming a massive vortex. The ground’s ice rivers were affected, even the distant towering, immovable glaciers appeared to roar.

Great clumps of dark blue Ice Frost emerged, the ancient, sinister, and authoritative aura gradually radiated...

"Hu—"

Just as everything was about to escalate to the extreme, it abruptly stopped.

Ronan reined in the power within his bloodline and silently observed his right hand, before quickly lowering it.

To obtain the power beyond ordinary reach, how could one not pay a certain price?

Everything in this world has always been fair.

Ronan wasn’t the type of person to be "bitten by a snake and then fear ropes for ten years."

The crises of life and death wouldn’t make him fearful, they would only make him more cautious and careful.

Ronan moved across the snowy ground, slowly heading deeper into the Space.

The further forward he went, the denser the Free Ice Energy Particles in the air became, until at the end of the space, in front of a misty cliff shrouded in frost, Ronan even saw some irregular blue-white orbs floating above the precipice.

Those were Energy Particles concentrated to a certain degree, aggregating. If given more time, if the Particle Quantity in this space increased further... the orbs before Ronan might well evolve into an Ice Element Body.

"[Frost Spear]!"

Ronan flicked his finger, releasing invisible spiritual power. A massive quantity of Ice Energy Particles swiftly merged, instantly forming a dense array, like Ice Crystals sculpted into gleaming white spears.

Strands of strange energy fluctuations emanated from around these Frost Spears, as if something was about to be nurtured.

"Simulating Ancient times?"

Ronan’s eyes flashed slightly, as if he had some understanding of the meaning behind the so-called Inheritance Mark Space.

In an environment where the concentration of Single-element Energy Particles exceeded the norm, whether practicing Spells or comprehending Magic Domains, one would receive no small boost.

The higher the concentration, the stronger the support.

However, it’s clear that this space was opened not long ago, probably only for a few centuries at most. While the Single-element Free Energy Particles were dense, they had not reached an exaggerated level.

"Perhaps this is the reason Kosti mentioned the limited resources, only allowing one person to enter..."

Ronan thought casually.

Regardless, for his current state, this place was indeed an excellent location for secluded cultivation and practice.