Rise of the White Dragon

A small bird pecked at Ingrid's thumb.

"Leave it. Don't stop him," Luan said.

"Oh..." Ingrid let the bird peck her thumb until it started to bleed. Dripping down hey finger, blood started to fall towards the floor.

*Drip!*

Just like a gale, the moment Ingrid's blood fell to the ground, a red wind blew across the place. However, after that happened nothing different appeared.

"And now?" Ingrid looked at him.

Luan looked everywhere and said, "Mm, it doesn't look like you can control Leviathan at the moment, however, although it is very weak, you have some affinity with Leviathan."

Perhaps it was a coincidence or perhaps not, but a squirrel ran towards Luan and climbed his body and reached his hand. Just as it had happened in his past life, the squirrel bit his finger. With the sound of *Drip* falling to the ground, the earth they were treading on began to tremble.

Bright lights surrounded the sky, resplendent all over the place.

The animals screamed, be it birdsong or animal noises and screams, even from afar where there was a lake the fish, dolphins, whales, etc... were agitated.

"Wow!" Ingrid found it difficult to believe what she was seeing. She put her hand on her thigh and pinched it hard, confirming that she was not dreaming.

"As expected..."

Luan was immersed in this feeling of connection with Leviathan and knew that once again he was able to become an owner.

However, something was different: the current Leviathan did not look like the old one. It was as if the current one was just a newborn child compared to the Leviathan of his previous life.

'Maybe it's because of that?'

A thought came to mind. When Luan was attacked while moving to the Seventh Order, he was attacked by that woman who used Leviathan when attacking.

Although Luan was the legitimate owner of Leviathan, he gave possession of it to the person he most trusted and who he thought he deserved it, since in the first place, it was she who had showed him Leviathan and by some stroke of luck or fate, it was he who managed to sign a contract with Leviathan.

'So, in some way did the fate of Leviathan also change? Is it not the same anymore?'

While Luan was lost in his thoughts, the contract pact was signed.

"Luan, what did you mean: As expected?" Ingrid, beside him, asked with a curious expression.

"I managed to sign a contract pact with Leviathan," Luan looked and said, "I expected this, but I am still surprised by the result. In addition, even though it's weak, you now also have a link with Leviathan. Can you feel it?"

Ingrid thought and said, "I think so... but it's like you said, it's very weak."

"By the way," Ingrid asked, "How are you going to get through the dimensional gap? I mean, if this is all Leviathan, I don't think you can get through that small dimensional gap."

"Easy," Luan said with a mysterious smile, "This is not the only form of Leviathan."

"Oh? So, what would be the other form of Leviathan?" Ingrid became even more curious.

"Weapons," Luan said.

"Weapons? Like, firearms, or the medieval type?" Ingrid asked.

"It has many forms of weapons, whether medieval or modern, however, it is almost the same as my mother's skill: you need to know the structure and the process to be able to replicate anything," Luan said in such a serious tone that it didn't sound like a joke.

"And now, are we back?" Ingrid looked at the dimensional crack, and noticed that it was a short time before it closed.

Luan nodded, "Yes, I just need another 10 minutes before I finish familiarizing myself with the pact made with Leviathan."

As Luan became acquainted with the "new" Leviathan he was sure it was different from his previous life. Now, the possibilities and things that could be done by the current Leviathan, although there were some similarities, many things were different. The change not only affected Leviathan's combat weapons, but also added the possibility of transforming it into a power oven or even an anvil.

It may have seemed simple, but it was not. With Leviathan's prone powers, when using it to create weapons, pills, etc. the result was totally different. It was something that Luan couldn't even be able to calculate without even trying it out for himself.

That was not all. It could also craft accessories. That is, if Luan knew the process of forming an accessory, he would be able to craft them and give them the benefits of an accessory from even the Sixth Order.

Of course, even if Luan did that, it was impossible with Luan's current powers to be able to keep an accessory that strong active for a long time. This could even end up harming someone's body if they were not careful enough.

Meanwhile, Ingrid was looking in all directions and couldn't help but sigh deeply. This place was as beautiful as a paradise; if she could visit here many times, she could get stronger faster.

*

"How can this be happening?"

Valter Becker discovered that many important things of the Becker Clan's had been stolen, that even the nucleus that supported the formation was stolen, and for some strange reason the elders thought it was him who had stolen them. Worse, he couldn't even explain himself, since he lived in an isolated place because of the things he did that he didn't want to be made public. It was precisely because of that that he now lived on a farm, away from cameras and any other form of record that could prove his innocence.

Even worse, in the last few days, he stayed alone at home right after the meeting he had with his grandson Luan Dimas.

"Who was the son of a bitch who did this to me!?" Valter Becker's Qi manifested itself and created a vortex, sweeping everything in the room, knocking over a television, lamp, etc.

"My God..."

He was not alone. There were men and women almost naked watching all this happen, and they were shaking with fear when they felt the strange energy that left Valter's body.

It was true that the world was in chaos and strange things were happening everywhere. But for those who never saw it in person, it was quite a shock, especially if someone like Becker was stuck with them in a room and was seething with rage. God only knew what he would do with them to suppress his anger.

"Damn you, damn you!" The more he thought he would now be hunted by his own clan, the more angry he became. It was impossible to stay calm in this situation, especially for him who had always lived on the highest level, where many people would have to bow their heads in his presence, but now... Why was he the one who would have to hide like a mouse and bow down his head for other people?

No! He would not accept that. Now, the best option he had was to steal the money from the Dimas family and flee to another country.

"You!" Suddenly, he turned and pointed at a man who was only in his underwear, "You said before that you were a hacker, yes?"

"Y-Yes!" The man who trembled with fear, agreed nervously.

"I have a laptop here and I want you to discover all kinds of information about the Dimas family. Even the smallest details will do. If possible, find their residence." Now that things had become this way, he knew he didn't have time to be cautious anymore. It was all or nothing. If he didn't act fast, he would have to flee Brazil empty-handed.