Academic gathering with a lich-Chapter 832 - 773: Magic Network Avatar
"I have taught many students, and it was not only my duty as an educator but also my own selfish desire: to cultivate a successor..."
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"Among them, there were many with exceptional talents, but none as outstanding in magic as myself. Although hard work is a virtue I advocate, my current heights result from my innate talent, being one in a million, the most extraordinary Spellcaster..."
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"But you, Kristo, you too have shown amazing talent in the Magic Path, among my students, you are the one who resembles me the most! Your talent stands shoulder to shoulder with mine!"
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"I was terribly lonely, and my passion for academia couldn’t numb that solitude. Fortunately, I have waited for you, and I will tell you our mission, take you to appreciate secrets that only we can witness!"
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"Enough, put down the cup, you rebellious disciple!" the scholar finally lost his patience.
Kristo smacked his lips and set the tall glass down from his lips, savoring the taste, and apologized to his teacher: "I’m sorry, teacher. I just wanted to finish your reward, but this unique flavor of the Magic Wine, I just couldn’t stop myself. I promise I won’t make any noise next time!"
"There won’t be a next time, your time for rewards is over, give me back the glass," the scholar stretched out his hand, "This prize is inscribed with Space Runes, the space inside the glass connects to my private wine cellar; can’t you see? It’s impossible for you to finish my wine in a short time. None of your seniors have ever succeeded at this. The important thing is not the Magic Wine inside, but the ritual of granting the wine, my custom."
The Blue Dragon examined the cup in his hand with a raised eyebrow; in those brief seconds, the liquid at the bottom had returned to its original level, the rich fragrance assailing the nose. He obediently exchanged the glass with the scholar, seeing his slender fingers grip the cup just as he had when he presented it.
Kristo’s expression turned bizarre, saying: "My teacher, this special glass, it wouldn’t be reused, would it?" The thought of indirectly kissing the same cup as his seniors made Kristo’s stomach turn.
The scholar glared at him coldly, flipped his hand to transform the glass into a small crystal bead, and tucked it into his sleeve, "I’m not so stingy as to make you share one glass, taking back the cup is my insistence. It’s risky to let some Liches with no moral bottom line get a hold of spatial coordinates related to me, I don’t want to be affected by those troubles."
"I’ve heard that some seniors do have principles."
"All the same."
The scholar was unwilling to delve into this topic further, he opened a Magic Power portal and gestured for the Blue Dragon to follow. Kristo loosened his shoulders, recovering his spirits from the brief rest. He could sense the unusual earnestness in the scholar’s words; the Dragon Priest valued this legacy, which is why the Blue Dragon was being sly trying to lighten the conversation, disliking the heavy responsibility placed on him, even though he would undertake it, and also disliking the resolve spoken of by Morocoy, sounding like a sorrowful final testament.
From the moment I broke shell, our destinies were intertwined. The Giant Dragon achieves Dragon Priest through death, hence the Dragon Priest should repay with his all. Kristo detested these notions.
"I was not created to follow the same old paths," the Crystal Dragon flicked his robe to shake off the dust, stepping into the portal with a languid and insightful gaze.
The place where teleportation arrived was very familiar to Kristo; it was the base of the City of Wandering, the altar of the Dragon Priests Council, and where the scholar first educated him. The center’s Magic Well extended light columns powering the Arcane Eye and the entire city, while the surrounding steps were inscribed with Dragon Language Runes, and now he could recognize them all—they depicted a map, a world map.
"Put your hand into the well," the scholar stood beside the Blue Dragon, the radiance of Magic Power casting a glow upon his mask.
"Are you sure?" the Blue Dragon followed the scholar’s silent instructions, "Next, rub and wash your hands’ thumbs, cleaning each scale meticulously..."
"Immerse your consciousness into the magic power, don’t have a foolish expression on your face, Moon Nafar won’t evaporate your consciousness, it will lead you to observe the real world..."
An excess of magic power can corrode any material into the fundamental units of magic power, it’s written in the book, Kristo remembered it vividly. Closing its eyes, the Blue Dragon breathed a sigh of relief, tightening its scales to close its pores, and embraced the column of light. There was no pain from its skin, at least the Mana Ray hadn’t yet penetrated the Giant Dragon’s Magic Resistance. Before Kristo could take another breath, his consciousness had been pulled by a suction into a river, rapid and intense, comfortable and gentle. This river flowed through mountains, connected valleys, mirrored the clouds, and moistened the soil beneath forests. The river branched into droplets, like light, sprinkling in every living being.
The magic network, the magic power network that connects the whole world. The circulatory system of magic power, flowing throughout the world. Magic power entwined Kristo’s consciousness, allowing his spirit to soar like a bird overlooking rivers and mountains, and in an instant, when rain fell, he dropped onto leaves, the fur of animals, and penetrated the gaps in the soil, merging into the streams. An indescribable emotion surged into his chest, together with the overflowing magic power, knocking him over. He was intoxicated experiencing the entire cycle, feeling himself split into millions, moving throughout the world, and eventually his consciousness reassembled, as Kristo awoke beside the Magic Well.
He looked at the scholar, his body surging with magic power, becoming another presence on par with the humanoid magic network avatar Morocoy. Kristo understood that his inner being had been completely changed. He was a Giant Dragon, and also the consciousness of the magic network. His spirit was permanently merged with the magic network of this world. He was the magic network, and the magic network was him. Now, the Blue Dragon had the privilege to call upon the magic power of the entire world. He looked towards his own kind, his predecessors, his teachers.
"The water is all you, teacher." The scholar must have also undergone this consciousness, as Kristo felt Morocoy’s omnipresent consciousness when he was immersed in becoming the Demon King; he had also divided himself into countless parts, inseparable from the magic power.
Feeling an even closer connection, the scholar seemed to understand Kristo’s sense of humor.
"You’re part of it now too. Congratulations, new node of the magic network, Kristo. How does it feel, what did you see?"
Kristo was as excited as a child.
"Everything! Teacher. I saw it all, the entire world. I can feel the connection of magic power to me, I climbed mountains, crossed rivers, turned into a gust of wind, whimsically playing with clouds. You were right, it truly is beautiful, a beauty only the two of us can understand."
The scholar took off his mask, and Kristo saw his gentle gaze and the relaxed sigh that followed.
"Good that you saw it."
"Would I have not seen it?"
The scholar intended to conceal, but he knew he had already established a certain connection of consciousness with Kristo, and ultimately, he spoke the truth.
"Our talents are similar, so we saw the same landscape. But before this, I had once taken your senior brother through the same ritual."
"He is Apocalypse. I asked him when he returned if he saw the mountains and rivers."
"He said..."
[I saw the galaxy, a sight more magnificent than anything you’ve described.]
[A magic network node? Merely a reptile bound to the ground!]
[I will carve my own path, teacher, you and the journey you planned for me are laughably pitiful in my eyes.]
"We had a big fight, back then I was still clinging to a monarch’s or elder’s desire for control, so I used my magic power to confine Apocalypse."
"He ran away, and after missing for a month, he came back with the power of destruction and gave me a good beating."
