The Mighty Dragons Are Dead-Chapter 810 - 0807: Epic Battle (Second Update)
Chapter 810 -0807: Epic Battle (Second Update)
Leaving the waterfall cave.
As Liszt rode on Leo, he had already thought of a name for the mountain—the Whirlpool Mountain, with the Whirlpool Cave within, and the Whirlpool Waterfall outside.
Below the waterfall lay the Whirlpool Pool, whose waters flowed outward into Whirlpool Creek. The Whirlpool Creek grew steadily into Whirlpool River, and following it from the air, Liszt eventually found a flat valley and named it the Flame Origin. The Flame Origin was only one kilometer away from the crash site of the Discovery.
“Cross, Ganeel, start moving the camp immediately and establish a new base in the Flame Origin. From now on, use the Flame Origin base as a home ground to slowly explore these unknown lands. It won’t be long before the Great Whirlpool Magic Teleportation Matrix becomes a major thoroughfare, and this place will quickly become a new city!”
Liszt had already thought of a name for the city—Flame City.
This was the starting point for the Flame Country, where the first flames rose. The land was covered with kindling, and once ignited, the fire was destined to burn unabated.
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“As you wish, Your Highness!”
Cross Thorn immediately led the team to cut down trees and clear a road to the Flame Origin. With the Fire Dragon emanating its Dragon Might, all Magical Beasts were frightened off. Within a radius of ten or so kilometers, there should be nothing threatening for the time being, so they could work in peace.
However, after only a short period of cutting down trees, Liszt found their efficiency too low.
“Everyone, step back!”
Waving others away, he directly communicated with the sun-bathing Leo using Dragon Heart Electrical Signal: “Come over and burn a path with fire.”
“Magic Potion.” Leo lifted his eyelids and shamelessly began to extort.
It looked like he needed to cut down on some of that greed.
Liszt grudgingly agreed to Leo’s extortion, and the Little Fire Dragon promptly got up, following Liszt’s instructions to exhale Dragon Breath.
The Dragon Breath had a temperature of over three thousand degrees, instantly vaporizing trees. As it flew over the forest, breathing fire, a scorched path some seven or eight meters wide was laid bare. Then, it incinerated the entire Flame Origin with Dragon Breath, making it easier to construct the campsite.
Of course, Liszt had previously scouted the area with Dragon Eye Trajectory and confirmed there were no Magic Potions or Elves in the vicinity.
There was no regret in burning it down, nor fear of a forest fire. Wherever Leo’s body passed, it absorbed all the flames into itself, preventing any fire from spreading under its control. The Fire Dragon, representing the power of flames, innately possessed the talent to manipulate fire.
As he was busy constructing the camp, Ganeel, controlling the Magic Platform, reported, “Your Highness, the great Lord Acherloides, is preparing to cross through the Great Whirlpool Magic Teleportation Matrix personally.”
“I understand. Tell her to cross with ease; I’ll be waiting at the Whirlpool Entrance for her.”
The Great Whirlpool posed a grave threat to ordinary people, but not so much to the powerful. Basically, as long as one wasn’t torn apart by the whirlpool or killed in a high-altitude fall, they wouldn’t die. Acherloides, just by erecting a Water Wave Shield, was practically invincible and surely wouldn’t be killed.
As for being shredded by the whirlpool, even less likely, as she was a Sea Serpent of the ocean, born with the ability to control water.
Thus, after preparations were complete, the Magic Platform soon sent information that Acherloides had rushed towards the Great Whirlpool riding on a seashell.
After waiting for a quarter of an hour, Liszt suddenly saw a cocoon-shaped ball of light emerge from the Whirlpool Entrance, and under Dragon Eye Trajectory’s vision, traces of the Magic Web appeared out of thin air, along with the torn sections—those were the rends made by the Magic Teleportation Array on the Magic Web.
Just as he was about to rush over and catch the cocoon-shaped ball of light, to embrace Acherloides.
Suddenly, the waterfall’s flow roared up into a Water Tornado, enveloping the cocoon-shaped ball of light. The water flow tightened, forcibly pulling the ball of light back from outside the cave entrance.
Following that,
The cocoon-like light sphere dissipated, and Ach stood steadily on the shell, which hovered securely above the Water Tornado. A joyful smile emerged on her delicate, elfin face: “Brother, Ach has successfully traversed the Magic Teleportation Array.”
“Hmm, very good,” Liszt said as he steered Leo over to pluck Ach from atop the Water Tornado and into his embrace, before beating his wings to soar into the sky. “I’ll take you to have a good look at this beautiful new world first, and by the way, we can share our understanding of the Magic Teleportation Array.”
Wrapped in the Magic Cloak, Ach’s body was petite and light, which made Liszt easily think of the phrase “delicate and fragile.”
But who could have imagined that this body harbored a power capable of destruction—the Magic Power?
The two of them rode on one dragon, circling Whirlpool Mountain, admiring the vast landscapes. They also continuously discussed the connections between the Magic Web and the Magic Teleportation Array. Though Ach’s Eye of Magic Power did not see the void Magic Web that enveloped Wormhole Space, as an Archmage, she could clearly sense the existence of the Magic Web.
Through Liszt’s unceasing narration, her understanding of the Magic Teleportation Array improved significantly.
“Brother, if Ach hasn’t miscalculated, then I’ve mostly grasped the principle behind the formation of the Magic Teleportation Array. It seems essentially akin to the principle of the Space Ring in hand,” she lifted her slender finger, adorned with the Space Ring that Liszt had given her.
“I’ve also noticed the similarity in sensation between the two, but I didn’t realize they were essentially the same. It feels like the Gemstone Space is an independent space, while the Magic Teleportation Array seems to be a presence that traverses the Magic Web.”
“Because the Gemstone Space is like an isolated ‘node’ that’s enlarged and has melded into the Magic Web, it’s treated as a part of the Magic Web itself. The Magic Teleportation Array, however, connects two nodes together, tearing the stability of the field of the Magic Web, constantly under pressure from the Magic Web.”
Theoretically speaking, it gave Liszt a headache—he was more concerned with the outcomes: “So, to realize the functioning of the Magic Teleportation Array, is it difficult in practical terms?”
“Very difficult.”
“Is it, how difficult?”
“First, you need to find a relatively fragile spot within the Magic Web that’s ripe for tearing open to form connections between nodes; second, the Magic Array must be powerful enough to maintain the node connections; and last, stabilizing the node connections and expanding them into a passage is even more challenging.”
As she spoke, Ach took a deep breath.
Her chest, previously hidden beneath the Magic Cloak, puffed out: “Although I haven’t seen any man-made traces, Ach still believes that this Magic Array is the work of Ancient Magicians… at the very least, they discovered it and expanded it into the current Magic Teleportation Array.”
“Created by Ancient Magicians, huh? Does that mean this isle might have once been visited by humans?”
“Yes.”
Magic translocators, Ancient Magicians, the withering of the Magic Web… the Formless Dragon, Fire Dragon, Jade Dragon, Bewildering Dragon Mind Fruit… the Smoke Dragon, the Child of the Sun’s Sky Sunken Ship… and also that weapon or claw which severed the Jade Dragon’s Hind Leg.
Liszt connected these seemingly disparate clues, suddenly feeling that the only conceivable reason that these formidable elements could come together had appeared.
War!
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Perhaps, in ancient times, possibly towards the end of the Moon Empire era, a world-shattering war had unfolded over the Sea of Azure Waves… Giant Dragons roared as they fell to the ocean, the dazzling light of magic pierced the Magic Web to form a Teleportation Array, and even the Smoke Dragon—wielder of the Power of Destiny—couldn’t escape obliteration.
Only a few seeds of destiny escaped, biding their time to sprout.
Until one day, alongside a young boy’s stumbling growth, they thrived, though never anticipating to be greatly harnessed by another transmigrator.
Liszt stroked his chin: “I don’t know if it’s like this, but anyway, the picture I’ve conjured up in my mind sure feels tangible.”
