Chapter 784: Chapter 218: Raven and Phoenix

The Netherworld spreads across the land.

As if all great beings became aware of the unusualness of this moment.

However.

The Little Wizard himself did not realize it.

Ian transformed into Raven, soaring freely above Helheim, intoxicated by the feeling of flying through the clouds. His black feathers trembled slightly in the wind, shimmering with a metallic sheen as the wind howled through them, each flap of the wings bringing him a new, marvelous experience.

This is a feeling that neither a Magic Broom nor a Flying Cloak could compare to.

Humans are naturally drawn to the sky with indescribable longing, and at this moment, Ian was realizing this yearning, keenly perceiving every subtle change in the air. His eyes capturing the world as if magnified countless times, all those fine textures and movements clearly in sight.

"The extraordinariness of Magic Creatures!"

Ian slowly flapped his wings, the hands once belonging to a human now transformed into wings as he felt the unfamiliar power flowing through his blood.

The feeling of soaring through the sky left him refreshed and almost forgetting his original identity, while an inexplicable sense of bewildering familiarity arose within him.

It’s as if everything was meant to be, and Ian quickly adapted to his current state for this reason. This special Animagus form was incredibly powerful; to use a phrase that everyone from his hometown could understand, it was like he felt that each flap of his wings produced speed comparable to the Great Sage Equalling Heaven turning a somersault.

No.

Perhaps, strictly speaking, every flap of his wings could produce the same effect as Sun Wukong’s somersault, a hundred thousand and eight thousand miles, and who knows what kind of coincidence this is.

"Worthy of the power of a Divine Bird!"

Ian not only experienced the thrill of speed but also sensed the strength of this body. He even doubted that a Pure-blooded Giant Dragon couldn’t possess such a formidable body—capable of sustaining such rapid speed, surely it couldn’t be simple, and whether it’s lightning or storm, it seemed under his control.

Not only that.

Ian could even perceive the myriad threads that connect all things, and with just a thought, he could manipulate these invisible connections in the world.

It must be said, this peculiar feeling immersed Ian in the shock brought by his newfound abilities. As Raven, the powerful force that allowed him to control lightning and storms had already left him in awe; now, as he noticed the threads linking all things, it was as if he had opened a door to some authority.

These threads, like the veins of destiny, intertwined in a complex network, connecting every entity in the world, perhaps not just this world but the worlds beyond.

"What are they?"

Initially, Ian cautiously tried to touch those threads. When he focused his mind to sense the mysterious connections behind all things, a subtle yet vast force circulated in his heart. He discovered that with a gentle touch, the world seemed to change according to his will.

Indeed.

They were like webs spreading throughout the air, some as fine as hair, others robust as vines. Each thread represented a destiny, a possibility.

Ian saw a hill in the distance, though the scenery was beautiful, it faintly emitted a stagnant aura amid the black and white tones. Driven by curiosity, Ian decided to stir the thread linked to the mountain. His spirit was like a delicate finger, gently yet firmly touching the thread.

In an instant, the weather changed dramatically, like a monarch issuing their decree. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Cracks of black spread across the mountain’s surface, as if the earth was groaning in pain. Trees on the mountain began to wither and fall, rocks collapsed under invisible pressure. In mere moments, the once magnificent mountain seemed to have been mercilessly crushed by the wheels of time, heading for doom.

Trees fell, rocks rolled. Ian stared wide-eyed at this, his heart filled with shock and unease. He never imagined that his gentle touch could trigger such a massive change—this surely is the power originally belonging to Raven, a miraculous force that can control destiny.

"No wonder Merlin said Raven equates to the rank of Gods."

At this moment, Ian finally clearly felt the weight of Divine Spirits, for his Animagus form was truly a Divine Bird.

"My Animagus form must be unprecedentedly unique." Ian did not understand the previous phenomena but knew he might have encountered fortune amid disaster.

Consider this.

Not to mention his incredibly powerful biological form, few have ever heard of ordinary Magic Creature Animagus forms throughout history. Most Wizards who obtained a Magic Animagus form were due to ancestors comparable to Xu Xian, having had a leg with Fantastic Beasts.

"This feeling is... truly wonderful."

After immersing in this strange sensory world for a long time, Ian remembered the hall he had crashed, remembering that he was still located within a tomb.

Thus.

Ian flapped his wings again, flying towards the direction of the hall. However, when Ian’s small yet agile figure reappeared at the broken entrance of the hall, he was not met with calm.