Chapter 583: Chapter 262: Faceless Stone Man, Mythical Era, Holy Shrine Power

Ronan shook his head, “Where should I look for you next?”

The giant green face spoke: “Wait for me in the same place, I will find you.”

After speaking, the giant face exploded, turning into countless green sparks dissipating into the air.

The flames on the ground also extinguished accordingly. Since Ewaqu asked him to wait in place, he stayed there.

To be honest, Ronan was new to the Central Continent and unfamiliar with the place; if Ewaqu had given him an address to go to by himself, he might have frowned.

Before coming, Farlin from the Secret Power Workshop had given him a map of the Central Continent, but it was very simple, marked only with the territorial ranges of a few super-large Wizard forces.

——Life Court, Destiny Pendulum, and Tangista.

These are the three Wizard Empires of the Central Continent.

Life Court is nearly oval-shaped, Destiny Pendulum is triangular, Tangista is like a coiled serpent. The three great empires form a triangle on the map, with blank spaces between them, encircling the center, which is an unknown blank area.

Ronan’s current location should be at the southern edge of the Central Continent, near a mountain range, very close to Life Court. However, he couldn’t find the address of the “Elemental Magic Ring” on the map.

Ronan put away the eye-catching long-range airship into the Space Ring and lit a bonfire, then went to the creek to catch some river fish.

A type of fish generally two fingers long and half a finger wide, with pale purple scales, unknown name, he had never seen it in the South, but its taste was extremely delicious, whether roasted or boiled in soup, it was a top choice.

Level 3 Wizards are not completely transcendent, they need to eat regularly. Ronan had been eating dry food on the airship for half a year, and it was rare to taste the deliciousness of this fresh ingredient.

The aroma of river fish attracted several waves of wild animals and magic beasts, but they all retreated, intimidated by Ronan’s aura.

Unknowingly, the sun set in the west, and stars and the moon filled the night sky.

By the creek, amidst the murmuring sound of the flowing water, Ronan gently wiped the corner of his mouth with the moonlight, stood up, and under his magic robe, there was already a pile of fish bones stacked like a small mountain.

He had almost caught all the purple-scaled fish in this wild creek today, and it might take some time to restore it to its usual bustle.

Originally, Ronan had planned to practice some meditation, experiment with the newly constructed [Screw Palace] secret technique, but under the gigantic full moon overhead, a dark shadow quickly flew towards him.

He squinted his eyes to see that it was a group of owls with black bodies and white heads, gathering closely, and finally transforming into a strong humanoid figure that silently fell in front of him.

“May All Spirits bless you, my friend.”

Ewaqu performed an ancient ceremonial gesture towards Ronan, spreading his arms, and warmly embraced him.

Ronan returned the gesture, somewhat surprised that Ewaqu had come so quickly; he had already mentally prepared to wait here for at least half a month or even longer.

“Thanks again for your appointment, Damien.”

Ewaqu’s eyes were pure, his words sincere. At this moment, he was entirely different from the domineering and arrogant persona during the Genius Tournament, perhaps now this was his true self.

“It’s I who should thank you.”

Ronan shook his head. Whether it was Ewaqu giving him the mysterious finger bone to conceal his soul’s aura, or his guidance on the soul, all were tremendously helpful to him.

“Between friends, no need for such words.”

Ewaqu smiled, looked Ronan up and down, and his eyes showed traces of extraordinary color, “The issue with your soul is almost perfectly resolved, you’ve become stronger than a year ago…

If I can successfully pass the trial this time, I might be able to help you solve the remaining problem on your body..”

Ronan’s expression shifted; he knew what Ewaqu referred to — Hekarter’s residual will!

Although he had devised a method to “transfer” most of Hekarter’s revived will to the Ice Crystal Demon Snake, as long as the bloodline of Hekarter flowed within him, continual use of this power meant Hekarter’s will could never be completely extinguished in his body.

This was always a problematic thorn in his side without a good solution; the Ancient Spirit Witch was an expert in soul matters, Ewaqu might indeed have a way to solve it.

“Let’s go.”

After some simple pleasantries, Ewaqu called Ronan to set off, “The nearest entrance to the Hall of Spirits is not far from here, we should be able to make it in before the next full moon..”

Ronan nodded, and the two set off under the cover of night.

Ewaqu was much more familiar with the Central Continent than Ronan; however, this was relative to Ronan, as he didn’t know much about the Three Great Wizard Empires and the numerous large Wizard forces either.

Ewaqu explained this way: “I spent most of my time on the Central Continent wandering in areas outside the forces; you and I at this level of strength can only count as bottom-tier in the Central.

Before formally gaining All Spirits’ recognition, I dare not fully expose myself to the eyesight of some large forces..”

Ronan understood that in Ancient Times, Spirit Witches caused great turmoil in the Wizard World; there might be Wizard forces now who harbor resentment against them, after all, the Central is unlike the South, where a Level 4 Dawn can almost walk unhindered.

From the implication in Ewaqu’s words, it was clear that in the Central, even Level 4 Wizards were a relatively common presence.

Not necessarily even counting as a local power, they could only be regarded as possessing strength, barely qualifying to wander and traverse the continent.

This is a larger stage.

Ronan felt a faint sense of expectation in his heart.