Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 401 - 190: The Truth About Schiper, [Golden Fire Spirit Mo Ye], The Metal with Infinite Possibilities_4

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Chapter 401: Chapter 190: The Truth About Schiper, [Golden Fire Spirit Mo Ye], The Metal with Infinite Possibilities_4

"Should’ve asked the ’Alchemist’ in my dreams."

Ronan felt a bit of regret.

But, no matter what, his goal of coming to the Mechanical Heart had been achieved, and he had lost the desire to further explore the now completely golden ruins of the Mechanical Heart.

Finding a way out was the most important thing now.

"Considering the time, the competition for the Heramus Genius Seat should be starting soon..."

Ronan’s eyes twinkled slightly. After a quick search, he decisively released "Dudor the Third" from his Space Ring.

The Mechanical Heart had undergone a mutation, and he didn’t know if the entrance he had come through had collapsed. Even if it hadn’t, it would take quite some effort to return the same way. Getting "Dudor the Third" to quickly find him an exit nearby was undoubtedly the most convenient choice.

"If that Ash Witch Mollie knew that her act of voluntarily giving me the Golden Magic Box not only didn’t kill me but instead allowed me to obtain the Golden Country... her expression would definitely be priceless."

.....

"Ha~~"

Somewhere far above, at an unknown distance away, a white pair of small legs sat crossed atop a Red Lotus Staff, a young Witch Girl flying swiftly rubbed her nose lightly, suppressing the sudden urge to sneeze.

"It must be that dead woman Selena talking bad behind my back again..."

Mollie bared her teeth a little fiercely, urging, "Hurry up, Vivian... I’ve already missed one chance to humiliate her; I can’t miss a second."

"Yes, Miss Mollie."

A slightly indulgent but respectful voice came from the aged woman in the Black Robe behind her. Following that, the Black Robe transformed into a giant black-feathered vulture, lifting Mollie up, flapping its wings gently, and in a blink of an eye became a small black dot on the horizon...

...

On the wilderness at sunset, the massive setting sun strived to release its last golden glow atop the peaks.

A giant snake over a hundred meters long, with a single horn on its head and scales as if forged from blue Ice Crystal, glided silently and swiftly against the twilight.

Atop the Ice Crystal Serpent, a tall and straight figure sat quietly.

He was a young man, with fair skin and handsome features.

The wind carrying frost and snow lifted the hem of his Magic Robe, and the sunset’s glow gently bathed him, gracing him with a layer of orange-golden edges.

He bowed his head slightly, his entire being a perfect masterpiece painstakingly carved by the heavens, exuding a compelling charm that enchanted all.

It was Ronan, who had early escaped from the Mechanical Heart and was heading to the Ancient Fairy City Ruins.

"Creak creak—"

At that moment, Ronan was intently feeding a metal Blade Disc, the size of a washbasin and slightly rusted on the surface, to a large blob of black metal in front of him that seemed like a living entity.

The metal rippled continuously like water, with a huge shark-toothed mouth in its center, munching "chomp chomp" on the Blade Disc Ronan fed it as if it were a biscuit.

A Grey Mountain Goat, with gray fur and a golden nameplate on its neck, stood on one side, watching the black metal gnaw on the Blade Disc. Occasionally, it looked at Ronan with eager eyes.

Annoyed by its gaze, Ronan occasionally tossed a few brightly colored metal pieces, prompting the excited goat to bleat joyfully and happily munch them.

"Buzz—"

After the entire Blade Disc was "eaten" by the black metal, an unusual energy fluctuation emanated from within the irregularly shaped metal. It suddenly expanded, releasing a hint of sharpness from its body, just as if... it had just eaten that Blade Disc.

"Wow.."

Seeing the changes in the black metal’s aura and volume, Ronan’s eyes sparkled with a strange light, murmuring to himself, "No wonder the ’Alchemist’ named it Titanium.

In ancient times, Ether stood for unknown elements and limitless possibilities.

The characteristic of Titanium is its ability to continuously evolve and level up by devouring metal...

In that respect, it truly is like ’Ether,’ possessing limitless potential."

"This is a metal with the capacity to grow."

"And it’s the most suitable Magic Medium for me and the Golden Country!"

"Though I don’t know if its growth has a limit... At least for now, it’s enough for me."

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