Saga failed to fish with his tail, and in a fit of anger, he used the Dragon’s Might. As a result, in addition to the white fish, many small fish and shrimp in the surrounding area within a few hundred meters turned belly up and floated in the air.
The Dragon’s Might was undoubtedly a great weapon against these ordinary creatures.
Splash.
Saga leaped into the sea and opened his mouth wide to suck in fiercely.
Many small fish and shrimp, mixed with seawater, entered his mouth. The dragon’s mouth was like a bottomless pit, swallowing endlessly.
After satisfying his craving, Saga confidently broke through the sea.
Returning to the Dragon’s Nest on the cliff, Saga settled in and, as usual, first cleansed himself a few times and then prepared to meditate to enhance his spiritual and mental strength, awakening his spiritual abilities.
At the same time.
It seemed that two ghostly lights were drifting from a dark corner.
A small skeleton appeared in front of Saga.
At night, the negative energy in the air would increase slightly, and the small skeleton recovered faster at night. The flame of its soul was no longer dim.
It sat down and looked up at the starry sky at a forty-five-degree angle.
It looked like a philosopher deep in thought.
By this time, Saga had cleansed himself once and felt his head buzzing.
Compared to his previous self-cleansing, his reaction to using the Dragon’s Might was somewhat different because his spirit had become more resilient.
The first time he cleansed himself.
His head was buzzing.
Now it was just buzzing.
There was a difference of four buzzes.
Saga felt the spiritual energy brewing within him becoming more solid, indicating that he would soon awaken his spiritual abilities.
After cleansing himself once, Saga turned his head to look at the small skeleton, which seemed to be contemplating life under the moonlight.
The skeleton’s bones shone like jade in the moonlight, appearing beautiful and delicate due to their orderly arrangement.
As for why these details could be seen on the skeleton.
This had to do with the strong aesthetic sense of the dragon race.
Even undead creatures like skeletons had gender in the eyes of dragons.
The skeleton’s bones were symmetrical and slender, and its figure was quite even. The bone quality was delicate and smooth, making it appear to Saga as a female skeleton.
Buzz!
The Dragon’s Might enveloped the area.
The flame of the skeleton’s soul flickered, trembling all over as if electrified, and then emitted emotional fluctuations representing enjoyment.
When it came to its senses.
Although the flame of its soul was a bit dim, it had also become slightly more resilient.
It looked at Saga, seeming excited and eager.
Generously, Saga included the small skeleton in the self-cleansing with the Dragon’s Might.
After some time, Saga began to meditate to restore his spirit, while the small skeleton ran back to its burial ground to bury itself again, in order to restore its somewhat weakened soul flame. The negative energy in the burial ground had been almost completely absorbed, but there was still some remaining, which helped the undead recover.
The next morning, there was no dawn.
Thick fog shrouded Waxing Crescent Island.
Saga opened his eyes and looked around, seeing nothing but the vast fog, which limited his field of vision.
In this foggy weather, the sharks and tigers dared not hunt in the sea at will.
The efficiency of hunting on the island was also very low.
They stayed within their territory, following the instructions of the Black Shark, overseeing the animal pens, feeding the animals inside, cleaning the pens, using some aphrodisiac herbs to guide mating, and protecting the orchard, pruning and pest control for the fruit trees, and managing the fishery to adjust the distribution of sea fish, and so on.
The Black Shark was indeed a talented individual, no, a talented shark.
Saga only gave it a slight hint, and it managed the animal husbandry in an orderly manner.
However, Saga could sense that this shark still thirsted for battle and genuine power. Even in the midst of its busy schedule, it was tirelessly training and steadily improving its strength.
After teaching its people for a while, it would probably focus more on improving its own strength.
Judging from its performance, Saga put it on the list for Dragon Vein transformation.
This was a generous gift for its hard work.
Whoosh!
A strong wind rose, swirling the thick fog as if an invisible hand was stirring the world.
Saga glanced at it indifferently.
The weather on the island changed dramatically, sometimes sunny one second and stormy the next, but Saga had long since become accustomed to it.
The Force Field was fully activated.
He began to exercise his physical body with heavy breathing.
Soon, night fell.
This night, there was a strong wind and no moon in the sky.
The Moon Bay was shrouded in a gloomy night, with the Waxing Crescent Island located at the tip of the crescent moon.
The thick fog that had dissipated in the early morning was gone.
But this night was not ordinary.
Dark clouds gathered from all directions, quietly appearing and obscuring the moon, making the island environment appear quite gloomy, and the air pressure between the sea and sky dropped significantly.
Waxing Crescent Island, the location of the Dragon’s Nest on the cliff.Saga poured out the gold and silver coins from the spatial crystal, then comfortably nestled into the dragon’s nest.
Every time he left, he would store his treasures in the spatial crystal to prevent passing birds from taking away his coins.
Many birds are also interested in shiny things.
Immediately, after using the power of the dragon a few times, Saga closed his eyes and began to meditate with his body curled up.
In the meditative state, Saga’s mind was particularly clear.
During meditation, he was keenly aware of his physical state.
He could feel the intangible force field energy converging from all directions, and the force field arcs in his field of perception became increasingly clear, silently converging towards his body, dispelling his fatigue, nourishing his body, and accelerating his growth.
“I’m just one step away from the fourth rank.”
“My psychic power is also about to awaken.”
Saga had a clear understanding of his own state.
At the same time, he felt a drop in air pressure, as well as some restless electromagnetic fields.
The sound of the wind gradually became howling and mournful, swaying many island plants.
Crack!
A dazzling thunderbolt cut through the night, accompanied by a deafening roar, making the dark world as bright as day for a moment.
Sparse raindrops began to fall.
And gradually became fine and then violent, in the blink of an eye it turned into a pouring rain, countless raindrops strung together into a vast curtain of rain.
The sound of the falling rain, the howling wind, and the thunderous roar played together.
In the vast expanse of the sea and sky, a symphony called “Storm” was performed.
Waning Crescent Island.
The magic lantern fish people came out of their houses, seeming to enjoy this kind of weather. As for the slimes they raised, the water and wind attributes became more active, while the fire and earth attributes seemed a bit listless.
First Quarter Island.
The Tremorboar lay on its side, shaking its short tail, humming in its sleep, and occasionally rolling over.
Waxing Crescent Island.
The sharks that went out to sea for hunting all came ashore, because the sea was particularly dangerous in the stormy weather. The yellow crystal earth dragon did not like the wind and rain and hid in the cave, while the two White Feather Gryphons huddled together, perched on the cliff, using their wings to shelter their partners, and the little skeleton buried itself deeper in the bone burial ground.
The raindrops the size of beans fell on the golden scales of the little dragon, splashing into water droplets and falling continuously.
The abnormal weather made Saga come out of his meditation.
“In this kind of heavy rain, the electromagnetic field is particularly active.”
The world shrouded in heavy rain was reflected in his eyes, and Saga murmured in his heart.
He calmed his mind, and his curled-up body slowly sat up, his limbs close together, his neck stretched out, his head tilted back, his eyes closed, as if bathing in the rain.
Boom!
The rumbling thunder brewed in the rolling dark clouds.
In such harsh weather, Saga, with a rather sacred upward posture, relaxed his mind again and began to meditate.
The continuation was obvious.
Lightning and thunder danced together.
The dim sky was illuminated time and time again.
Under such a background, the golden hatchling dragon remained motionless like a sculpture, bathed in the wind and rain, with the gleaming scales reflecting the lightning and thunder coming down from the sky.
Time passed quietly in the wind and rain.
Silently.
The force field arcs representing the electromagnetic field leaped into Saga’s body.
At the same time, it seemed that some kind of power was gathering and taking shape in the depths of the golden hatchling dragon’s mind.
Boom!
Accompanied by a deafening thunderous roar like a great bell, the power that had been gathering in the mind also burst forth, like a blooming flower called psychic power.
In an instant, Saga opened his eyes.
Flames seemed to be burning in his golden dragon pupils.
Buzz!
With Saga at the center, all the raindrops within a radius of ten meters suddenly scattered and flew away. The raindrops continued to fall, but once they reached within ten meters of Saga, they were thrown away, and so on. In this way, in the world shrouded in the torrential rain, a small blank land appeared.
After days and nights of meditation.
On this stormy night.
Saga successfully activated his psychic power talent.
He officially became a Caster, a Mind Warlock.
His aura soared, and the dragon’s power was magnificent and rolling.
Stimulated by psychic power, Saga also stepped into the level of a fourth-rank lifeform, and his biological level reached level 8.
At the same time, in an inexplicable sensation.
At the moment of psychic power awakening, Saga’s mind was unprecedentedly sensitive and clear. In this short moment, his thoughts turned like electricity, deeply understanding and comprehending the abilities he possessed, including the skills he already had, as well as some ideas he had previously experimented with using the ideal force field.
A moment later.
The psychic flames in Saga’s eyes slowly faded away.
The highly sensitive state of mind disappeared, the psychic power fluctuations were restrained, and the sky was once again filled with wind and rain.
At the same time.
Saga’s mind moved slightly, and he murmured:
“Deflect the force field!”Named the spiritual power of the mind guides the manipulation of a large amount of gravity and weak electromagnetic force, weaving and constructing on the surface of Saga’s scales, and ultimately mixing together in a special pattern to form an invisible and exact strange force field.
The wind and rain howled.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. The strong wind shifted, and the heavy rain moved and rotated. All the wind and rain that touched Saga’s scales were isolated and randomly diverted in different directions. Countless raindrops sketched chaotic arcs in mid-air, creating a bizarre and colorful scene.
The wind and rain continued to fall.
But none of it could touch Saga’s body.
“Hoo.”
Saga exhaled a long breath, his eyes shining as if molten gold.
The diversion force field, which he had just awakened with the help of spiritual power, was comprehended in an instant with the immense spirit it brought.
Its effect was very simple and straightforward.
According to Saga’s will, it diverted the substances and energy that came into contact with the force field.
But under the simple and straightforward effect, it required a lot of calculation and a strong spirit and mind to support it.
Because.
If light is diverted, Saga will become blind.
If sound is diverted, Saga will not hear the surrounding movements.
If air is diverted, Saga will be in a dangerous vacuum environment.
When using the diversion force field, Saga needs to consciously establish a set of harmful and harmless filtering nets, only reflecting the targets he needs, rather than diverting the substances or energy he needs, putting himself in an awkward position.
Undoubtedly, this requires careful calculation.
Because it was his first time mastering it, he was not very skilled, and the diversion force field consumed spiritual power and power essence.
After experimenting for a while, Saga dissipated the diversion force field.
The wind and rain poured down again, splashing on the hatchling dragon’s scales.
“Spirit, mind, will. This ethereal power has manifested as spiritual power.”
“My mental will has been greatly enhanced, and the limit of the supergravity field has reached four times the gravity.”
“The force field formed by the gravitational force of the world cannot be manipulated very finely, but it is not absolute. As long as my spirit is strong enough, I can manipulate it as finely as possible. As for how to manipulate it, I can use my idealistic force field to familiarize myself with my ideas in advance, and then expand it to the external force field.”
“Becoming a mind warlock and awakening spiritual power is a very correct choice.”
Bathed in the wind and rain, Saga was delighted.
The benefits of spiritual power in controlling his basic strength had already been revealed in the moment of awakening.
“When my spiritual power is strong enough, and I have enough calculation power and power essence.”
“Unconsciously weaving and constructing a diversion force field that exists perpetually, like a passive and eternal solidification, is not impossible.”
“Controlling the direction of the diverted targets, under perfect control, can also become a reversal force field, rebounding against my attacks, not fearing any sneak attacks, and making the enemy suffer.”
Saga’s thoughts turned, and various ideas appeared in his mind.
But all of this required more powerful calculation. At present, he could not do it. The substances and energy diverted by the diversion force field were difficult to control, just flying around in disorder.
“As for the abilities that a mind warlock can inherit, there are systematic records inside.”
“A first-level mental ability corresponds to a first-level spell, which is stronger in the early stages because it does not require spell preparation.”
“With the spiritual power formed by my powerful spirit, I already have a four-level energy level, but I still need to learn and understand the specific mental abilities.”
“From the first-level abilities of sensing emotions, enchantment, spell detection, paralysis suggestion, and so on, to the fourth-level abilities of mental fortresses, parasitic personalities, viewing friends as enemies, and suicidal impulses, I can learn and master all of them.”
“However, it is regrettable that the inheritance only records a small part of the mental abilities that can be learned, and most of them are just introductions.”
In the storm, Saga silently thought.
Different dragons receive different inheritance contents.
If it were a gemstone dragon, the mental spells recorded in the inheritance would definitely be much more comprehensive than his.
“In the future, when I encounter gemstone dragons and other dragon kinds proficient in spiritual power, or other mind warlocks, I should take the opportunity to learn more mental abilities.”
Basic strength is fundamental.
But for the current Saga, other abilities are also beneficial.
Saga slowly gathered his mind, standing proudly at the top of the mountain cliff, surveying the surrounding area in the world shrouded by the storm. His golden scales remained bright in the dim world, as if he were a dragon king inspecting his territory.
Having just awakened spiritual power, Saga’s mood was quite high.
“I’ll go find a tremorboar to fight first, to test the strength of the newly acquired abilities.”
This idea sprouted in Saga’s mind.
With this thought, he spread his dragon wings and soared, as if a small golden sun rose into the sky, unaffected by the raging storm.
But just as Saga was about to fly to First Quarter Island.He paused in his movements, his gaze sharpening as he looked towards the churning vortex of the sea amidst the storm.
The wind and rain raged wildly.
In the vast ocean, waves surged up and down, the thunderous roar of tsunamis incessant, the sea now like boiling water, with undercurrents surging and waves tumbling.
And then, within such a tempestuous sea.
The boiling seawater, the howling wind and thunder, along with the nightmare steeds and death knights who tread upon the roiling surface as if on flat ground, were all reflected in the depths of Saga’s pupils.
The moment Saga noticed the death knight.
The death knight seemed to sense Saga’s gaze and abruptly lifted its head.
Within the impenetrable steel helmet.
Between the cold, hard metallic crevices.
A soul fire blazed fiercely, collapsing into a pair of narrow, deep blue, profound eyes.
“Hehehe, finally found you!”
A silent, ghostly whisper arose, the demon warlock hidden within the death knight’s armor was extremely excited.
A bit of good luck coupled with relentless pursuit.
The death knight had come to Moon Bay, and through the dragon-scent sensing spell enhanced by the demon warlock, discovered Saga who was also in Moon Bay.
“Such rapid growth, already reaching the fourth tier.”
“A three-year-old Hatchling Dragon has already reached the level of a fourth-tier lifeform, impressive, impressive, hehehe.”
Feeling the vigorous life force of the young dragon, the demon warlock grew even more excited, indicating that Saga’s potential was indeed as monstrous as he had thought.
But this was exactly what the demon warlock wanted.
Five hundred years ago, he set up a necromancy laboratory on Thorn Isle, focusing on researching a necromancy spell, aiming to create a legendary spell to break through the ninth tier and achieve legend.
This legendary spell was of the ninth circle.
Not all ninth circle spells are legendary, but some with extremely powerful effects are considered legendary.
When he was close to success, General Alfred of the Rosen Kingdom led his army to attack.
Both perished together.
Out of necessity, the demon warlock activated the unfinished legendary spell, forcibly merging it into the soul of the death knight, and even took a dominant position, after all, he was a master of manipulating souls.
Five hundred long years passed.
The demon warlock’s spell was finally perfected.
Necromancy ninth circle legendary spell—Soul Snatch!
Soul Snatch: Select a target, initiate based on the strength of both souls, upon success, one can seize the other’s soul and occupy their body, can only be used twice, the third use will cause the caster’s own soul to collapse.
Addison had already used it once, and it wasn’t completely successful, as the death knight retained a part of its consciousness.
With only one use of Soul Snatch left, he needed to be extremely cautious.
To maximize the effect of Soul Snatch, the demon warlock decided to seize the body of a True Dragon, whose physique and magical talent were undoubtedly powerful. If he could take over a dragon’s body, he would live an even more splendid second life, even if it meant being hunted by the dragon race, it would be worth it.
The willpower of an adult dragon was already very strong.
There was a significant possibility of failure with Soul Snatch.
Using Soul Snatch on an underage True Dragon was the best choice.
Coincidentally, the Red Dragoness later occupied Thorn Isle and gave birth to two exceptionally talented Outsider Hatchling Dragons, so the demon warlock set his sights on Saga as his target.
“Death Knight Alfred?”
“This guy tracked me down to Moon Bay from Thorn Isle?”
On Waxing Crescent Island, Saga’s gaze narrowed slightly.
He guessed that the death knight had used a crude method to search for him all the way, otherwise, the death knight would have appeared before Saga long ago.
“Going through so much effort to track and follow me. What does this death knight want to do? Its purpose must be nefarious.”
Currently, Saga was unaware of the demon warlock’s existence.
He was only certain of one thing—the death knight harbored ill intentions towards him, otherwise, it wouldn’t have waited for him to leave Thorn Isle, to leave the protection of the Red Dragoness, to track and follow him.
But as for its specific purpose, what benefits it wanted to gain from him, Saga was unclear.
“Prince Saga, long time no see.”
Ten thousand meters away, the death knight speeding towards Waxing Crescent Island murmured.
Its deep voice was incredibly focused, clanging like the friction of armor, and with an inexplicable chill, it cut through the noisy storm and thunder, reaching Saga’s ears.