Chapter 713: Will Garrett Have Dragon Power?
Archmage Carlisle: "..."
He came prepared this time. No matter what Garrett’s situation was, he had a plan to deal with it:
If Garrett hadn’t advanced, he would be immediately confined to the Thunder Tower as per the teacher’s instructions and would only be released when he advanced.
If Garrett had advanced, he would tell him that the teacher had just inquired and that it would be best to visit immediately. At the very least, he shouldn’t forget the regular meeting next Monday and stop playing around for two months and lose track of time.
He had prepared for every possibility, but Garrett’s ability to cause trouble had still exceeded his imagination.
Of all days, why did he have to advance today?
Are you deliberately trying to mess with me?
Archmage Carlisle had a belly full of complaints but didn’t know where to start.
Despite his complaints, he still had to take out the communication tool and send a message to the teacher; then coordinate with the captain, the dock, and various parties:
A disciple of a legendary mage was advancing on the ship. Please send a pilot from the dock to guide this ship to a quieter location!No noise nearby, no other ships bumping into each other, and above all, no fires or explosions!
If the advancement of a legendary disciple was disturbed, no one at the dock, big or small, could escape the subsequent revenge!
As a 13th-level Archmage, backed by the reputation of a legendary mage, he naturally had no obstacles. Soon, Garrett’s ship sailed leisurely towards a specially reserved quiet harbor.
Archmage Carlisle breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did he have time to care about the progress inside the ship.
The magical fluctuations felt quite stable, but without the protection and energy supply of the Mage Tower, and without filtering the elemental fluctuations, who knew if there would be any accidents?
He lifted his mage robe and floated down the narrow and dark stairs without touching the ground.
As soon as he reached the cargo hold door, he saw Garrett’s Silver Moon Deer standing proudly, blocking the entire doorway. Seeing him, it slightly lowered its head, showing its antlers.
Archmage Carlisle: ... Fine, I went the wrong way. That barbarian is probably at the other end of the cargo hold...
Negotiating with the Silver Moon Deer to go in directly was out of the question; climbing to the other side was too troublesome.
Without thinking, the Archmage silently recited an incantation, and a light orb appeared at his fingertips, floating leisurely towards the cargo hold. It passed through the door and by the Silver Moon Deer...
Then with a snap, it shattered like a dream. Before the Mystic Eye’s light screen broke, Archmage Carlisle caught a glimpse of a large expanse of dazzling silver.
...Alright.
No wonder the elemental fluctuations were so intense. The little Silver Dragon had revealed its true form and was personally swallowing elements, acting as a living elemental pool for Garrett?
This kid sure is lucky!
Archmage Carlisle clicked his tongue a few times and began setting up defenses inside and outside the passenger ship. Despite the Silver Dragon’s close protection, the Archmage still had to fulfill his brotherly duty.
Besides, young Silver Dragons rely mostly on instincts for spellcasting. While they might win in a fight against mages of the same level, they definitely don’t have as many tricks up their sleeves.
If the ship wobbled, bumped, or encountered any other accident, disturbing Garrett’s advancement would be a pity.
Archmage Carlisle cast a flurry of spells—defensive, soundproofing, alert, and even a teleportation anchor to return instantly if something went wrong. Only then did he fly away with a smile to report back to his teacher:
"Garrett always finds new ways to surprise us..."
The Lord of Thunder remained as aloof and indifferent as ever, his expression calm as if nothing could stir him. But this time, after hearing the report, he was silent for a long time, the faint electric light around him flickering faster.
Archmage Carlisle respectfully waited for a while, finally unable to resist asking:
"Teacher, do you have any other instructions?"
"...I was thinking, after Garrett’s advancement this time, will his power have a hint of the Silver Dragon’s characteristics..."
Archmage Carlisle wiped his sweat. Throughout history, some humans did gain dragon-like powers, but their sources were often through bathing in dragon blood or other means of acquiring dragon lineage.
Simply absorbing elements near a dragon? Usually, this would take decades or even hundreds of years. One advancement might not be enough, right?
He racked his brain, trying to recall if there were any similar precedents and whether the teacher’s theory held water. After a while, he laughed at himself:
Why worry about this? Considering how the little Silver Dragon treats Garrett, dragon power will come sooner or later!
He voiced his thoughts, and the Lord of Thunder laughed too. As they laughed, the Lord’s expression suddenly tightened, and he looked up.
Archmage Carlisle, puzzled, saw the ceiling light up. The voice of Mr. Hermunculus, the Tower Spirit of the Tower of Heaven, echoed faintly:
"Lord of Thunder, please come to the Starry Dome immediately. I repeat, Lord of Thunder, please come to the Starry Dome immediately..."
The Starry Dome was in chaos. The legendary mage of the divination school, Lady Endor, had suddenly spat blood and fainted while presiding over the grand magic formation today.
Her disciples rushed to help, patting her back, rubbing her chest, pouring holy water, and calling healing mages, finally managing to wake her. But the old lady refused to step down and insisted repeatedly:
"Please, everyone come... all the legends in Nevis, come immediately..."
The other seven factions’ legendary mages quickly gathered. With the help of the legends, Lady Endor restarted the grand magic formation, expanding it to its limit. Then, her eyes rolled back, and she collapsed again:
"The blood of the Goddess of Paria stained the sky... Santos wept endlessly... The whole sky was covered in red, never fading..."
Other legendary mages, not from the divination school: ???
Hey, don’t faint!
If you’re going to faint, at least finish your sentence!
For now, this information was confined to the legendary mages and had not spread outside. Meanwhile, in the bay at the foot of Igor Peak, Garrett was completely oblivious, deeply immersed in meditation:
His spirit continued to ascend, enveloped in the warmth of the world’s will, touching a higher, grander existence for the first time.
It was said that this world consists of the material dimension and higher dimensions? The more the higher dimensions are attracted to the material dimension, the richer the world’s magic?
In his meditation, Garrett tried to extend his mental power, observing his surroundings. Vaguely, he saw a bright silver star rapidly rising beside him.
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