Water Mage in the Flame Realm-Chapter 302 - 292: The Prison Is a Gate

Andrew could almost be certain that it was a dragon claw print.

After seeing the blurred "dragon shadow" behind Capella in the Shield of Flowing Fire, and then undergoing the test of the "Dragon Awakening Potion" on the magic airship, Andrew deliberately kept this in mind and took the time to consult with Dean Charlie, Susan, and Barbara about the knowledge of the dragon race—

Like the Frost Pattern Titan, pure-blood dragons no longer exist in this world. The bloodline of the ancient dragon race is now only preserved in the few "Earth Dragon" tribes in the Southern Retreat Land, and the blood concentration is extremely thin.

But one thing is certain: in the history of this Flame Realm, dragons did indeed exist. It wasn't some nebulous legend.

"It is rumored that one major feature of the dragon race is in its claws!

The stronger the dragon race, the fewer the number of fingers on its claws." Andrew recalled Dean Charlie's words.

Looking at the chest wound of the woman in the ice coffin, you could see that the claw print had only two fingers, one long and one short, with the short one seemingly on the verge of degenerating, leaving only a short stub. However, according to the logic of the dragons in this Flame Realm, this was instead a mark of extreme power!

Aside from the legendary dragon race, no beast or magical creature could leave such a unique claw print.

"So this woman in the ice coffin is more powerful than a Tier Nine Realm of Magic, yet she was injured to this degree by a dragon?"

Andrew suddenly thought of many things, "Since ice is water and ice mages are considered a branch of water mages, this woman injured by a dragon in the coffin...what about other water mages? Did the water mages disappear from this world because of dragons?"

He couldn't help but speculate, "Perhaps back then, the water mages and ancient dragons fought for some reason, resulting in mutual destruction, causing both to vanish from this world?

Many Earth Fire Magic in the Magic Guild bear the mark of the dragon race, with Flame Warriors' combat techniques directly named 'Dragon Transformation'. Warm Fire Commerce Association can be basically confirmed to have deep connections with water mages.

In other words, the current era's dual-fire war and the conflict between Warm Fire Commerce Association and the Magic Guild might be an alternative continuation of the ancient war between water mages and ancient dragons?"

The dragon claw print almost dissected the entire chest cavity of the woman in the coffin.

Strangely, the dragon claw print felt as though it wasn't meant to kill the woman in the coffin, but more like to "consume her" or "devour her".

It exudes a sense of "extreme greed".

This made Andrew suddenly recall Guild President Beiru's judgment about "this Flame Realm possibly having only three years left": that the problem of this Flame Realm wasn't actually "water disappearing", but that a large amount of water elements had been gathered in one place, causing other places to become arid. It's not a lack of water, but an extreme imbalance in the distribution of water elements.

"So the water in this world, could it be that it's being gathered by the dragon race..." Andrew's eyes flickered.

It felt like many of the fragmented pieces of information he had collected were gradually capable of piecing together, connecting, and integrating!

Without a doubt, that dragon claw print was a fatal wound.

The woman in the coffin should have immediately used ice magic upon being struck, transforming into an ice coffin to freeze the wound, prevent further deterioration, forcefully preserve life, while also freezing almost all her life aura.

"This means that relying solely on the freezing power of this ice coffin is actually insufficient to sustain her from ancient times to the present."

Andrew's eyes moved, quickly noticing mysterious patterns on the ice coffin, radiating rich life aura, similar to the Royal Court's "Eternal Frost Ice Pattern" and "Ice Pattern Oil Paint", but seemingly more profound.

"It appears that, although the Royal Court has encountered issues now, Frost Pattern Titan might have established very close ties with the water mage tribe in ancient times—possibly assisting the water mage tribe, or at least assisting the person in the ice coffin?" Andrew didn't know the ancient legends circulating in the Royal Court, but when he saw the patterns on the ice coffin, he could guess some of it.

The ice coffin froze the woman's wound.

The patterns on the coffin are the key to hanging on her last thread of life.

Buzz! The "Water God Mark" started to tremble spontaneously, one set of water magic igniting by itself, and then resonating with the patterns on the ice coffin similar to "Eternal Frost Ice Pattern" from afar.

Andrew immediately went to see the name of the magic: Ancient Revival.

Andrew was stunned for a moment and then laughed: "Although the mother did not respond to her daughter, she ultimately did what a mother should do."

As the current owner of the Water God Mark, Andrew naturally understood the magic effect of "Ancient Revival": by merging it with the magic array patterns on the ice coffin, it could reawaken the woman in the coffin and help heal the horrifying dragon claw wound on her chest!

"In other words, the magic patterns on this ice coffin, which appear to be a higher-level 'Eternal Frost Ice Pattern', are actually water magic. Perhaps the owner of that pleasant female voice was the handiwork back then? It's just that relying solely on this method back then could only barely preserve life and could not reawaken and heal, which led to this 'Ancient Revival' in the Water God Mark?"

Andrew sensed the speculation in his heart, "This Ancient Revival is essentially a 'supplemental magic' to the water magic on the ice coffin!"

Deep underground is dark and lonely.

Andrew's heart felt warm, and then somewhat fervent.

The warmth was because, although the owner of the pleasant female voice did not just respond to the call from the woman in the ice coffin, she ultimately made ample preparations for reawakening her daughter.

The fervent feeling was because: "If I can awaken the woman in the ice coffin and heal her wounds, then whether it's escaping the Extreme Cold Ice Prison or the third round of Royal Court negotiations, both will no longer be a problem!"

Andrew couldn't help but continue to scrutinize the specific information of "Ancient Revival"—

Magic Tier: Realm of Magic.

The Fire Extinguishing Value required to unlock this Water Magic: Hmm... an astronomical number. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"...Well, it seems I've overthought." Andrew sighed, "To think of rescuing a peak existence who might surpass the Realm of Magic with my current level and strength immediately is a bit fanciful."

He couldn't help but look at the being within the ice coffin, saying inwardly, "I'm sorry, with my current strength, I can't utilize the 'Ancient Revival' prepared by your mother for you. I can't wake you up immediately, nor can I relieve your suffering immediately.

But I will definitely save you! I will, save you!"

Andrew's tone was incredibly serious, making a promise to the other and to himself, to awaken the woman in this ice coffin and pull her back from the brink of death. Even without the 'Ancient Revival,' he would save her!

This was not just to repay the kindness of the other person just helping him kill that Warrior Chief.

Nor was it just because of the mother-daughter relationship with the owner of the pleasant voice.

It was also because the other person was an Ice Mage, and Ice Mages can be considered a branch of Water Mages, in other words, this woman in the ice coffin was, in the true sense, the first "kindred" Andrew met in this world.

The darkness underground was endless.

The woman furrowed her brow, seemingly enduring pain even in a coma like eternal sleep.

Afraid of disturbing and interfering with the woman's injury situation, Andrew immediately restored the "Invisible Enchantment" after defeating the Warrior Chief.

Without "becoming invisible," that summoning feeling remained strong, but it nevertheless fell below that threshold.

The woman thus fell into slumber once again.

In her slumber, she no longer called for her mother.

Separated by the ice coffin, it was even more impossible for her to hear the promise Andrew silently conveyed in his heart.

But Andrew had a feeling, that the other should have heard, should have received the heartfelt intent he sent over because—

As that immense ice power wrapped with a Fire Extinguishing Value returned to the ice coffin, back into the woman's body, Andrew's consciousness that sank into the depths of the earth began uncontrollably retreating into his own body in the Extreme Cold Ice Prison.

Andrew thought he would return to the Extreme Cold Ice Prison, but in fact, upon reopening his eyes, Andrew squinted involuntarily, only to find the sunlight dazzling and the sky brightening, realizing it was already a new day since being captured last midnight.

Most importantly, he was no longer in the Extreme Cold Ice Prison.

But on a towering snow peak deep within the Snow Mountain Range.

Standing at the mountaintop, gazing far into the distance, he could faintly see the Royal Court located south of the Snow Mountain Range.

As for the Extreme Cold Ice Prison, it had transformed into an ice-blue amber-like gemstone, quietly lying at his feet.

Just like the entrance from the Wildfire Territory into the Underground Ocean Lake was a space gemstone at the center of the Magic Laboratory in the Territory.

The Extreme Cold Ice Prison, amazingly, was actually a similar existence.

Andrew picked up the gemstone, held it in his hand, and carefully sensed it, only gradually understanding: this ice prison was not a literal prison, but a "portal" that only through this portal could one reach the otherworldly space deep beneath the Snow Mountain where the ice coffin was located.

If one didn't have this "Ice Prison Gemstone" and merely used magic to search underground in the Snow Mountain, it would be impossible to find the location of that ice coffin.

The gemstone was not heavy, yet lying in his hand, it felt weighty.

Andrew knew this was the woman in the ice coffin expressing her trust in him, she really heard his promise! For a moment, Andrew felt a heavy responsibility, overshadowing the joy, relief, and lingering fear after narrowly escaping death and regaining freedom.

Silently storing the "Ice Prison Gemstone" into the "Gate of Enlightenment."

Now, Andrew felt within his magic power, besides the predominant self-water element, the water-fire yin-yang fish eye containing a wisp of Barbara's Flame Power, there was now an additional subtle ice attribute.

The power level had advanced further, as if on the verge of breaking into the Tier Five, a feat never achieved by anyone in the younger generation!

Andrew once again cast his gaze towards the Royal Court, only a small dot on the horizon.

"Judging by the time, I should still make it—The third negotiation contest," Andrew thought to himself.

His figure flickered, quietly descending the peak.

Then swiftly heading towards the direction of the Royal Court.