The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

Just as Atilan finished writing the sentence, he felt a crazy suction force coming from the scroll. His dragon body was like a leaky bucket, with magic power pouring into the scroll like a rushing river.

Atilan was shocked. How many levels had Evrelea actually improved in the Black Forest over the years? Just wanting to meet her required all of his magic power to increase the success rate?

Startled, Atilan quickly took out a bottle of magic power replenishing potion from his dimensional bag and gulped it down.

Another bottle... two bottles... the ground was covered with magic potion bottles.

"These were originally prepared for Odette and the others, but I ended up drinking them all."

However, he looked at the writing on the scroll.

The writing turned gold, representing that the matter would succeed.

The writing turned black, representing that the matter would fail.

Even without the effect of increasing the success rate, this scroll could be used as a divination tool.

But the writing written with energy was gone, what was going on?

What about all the magic power he invested just now?

Did it mean he had too much magic power?

Wait, could this be the legendary 'special target, unable to be selected'?

Hedwig called out softly twice, tentatively glancing at Atilan.

If you don't need anything, I'll be leaving now.

Hedwig spread her wings, wanting to run.

But Atilan said at just the right moment:

"Don't be in a hurry. Since you're here, try the Crescent Spring's specialty, the Silver Moon Scale Fish, before you leave."

Atilan waved his hand, and a ball of water enveloped a slender fish with scales like silver crescents, flying in front of Hedwig.

Hedwig was instantly drooling at the sight.

How could a messenger following Atilan be a simple character? This gluttonous girl grabbed the Silver Moon Scale Fish and started eating.

This Silver Moon Scale Fish was indeed delicious, with a faint, cool aura.

Eating such a fish in this relatively hot desert was truly wonderful.

"After eating the fish, please help me deliver a letter."

Hedwig's body stiffened. She should have known that Atilan being so nice to her suddenly couldn't be without a reason.

"Don't worry, just deliver it to Old Rascal at the front line. With your current speed, you can deliver it in half a day."

The straight-line distance from Crescent Spring to the front line was less than 500 kilometers. Hedwig could reach it in three or four hours at her normal speed.

Atilan thought that Evrelea's problem still needed to be discussed with Old Rascal, this senior.

Mainly, he couldn't let Old Rascal mess around with his experiments on the front line. If he created some kind of bad alien insect monster, he would also be held jointly responsible.

"Eat more, don't be in a hurry."

After eating two more Silver Moon Scale Fish, each nearly a meter long, caught by Atilan with water balls, Hedwig finally flapped her wings contentedly and flew towards Old Rascal.

Finally landing at her destination, Hedwig gave the letter to Old Rascal, comfortably enjoying the sweet desert berries collected by the young druid.

After reading the letter, Old Rascal's expression immediately changed.

He teleported to Crescent Spring, and Hedwig was stunned for a moment.

Seeing that Hedwig's expression seemed a little off, the druid who had just graduated from school poured a large bowl full of berries into Hedwig's vine basket, which had a certain storage effect.

"I have a lot more here, Hedwig, eat slowly. It's just that I'm troubling you to say a few good words about me in front of the headmaster after you go back."

"I'm not greedy, just let the headmaster pass on the Wind and Rain Calling spell to me."

Hedwig glanced at the silly smiling student.

Still calling for wind and rain, not greedy?

Does this silly kid know how difficult it is to learn Wind and Rain Calling?

As Atilan's messenger and pet, Hedwig had naturally been forced by Atilan to learn Wind Calling for a while after possessing the Wind Element bloodline.

If she had learned it, would she still be just a letter-delivering messenger?

Of course, there was nothing wrong with being a messenger. Isn't it wonderful to lie in the nest all day eating and sleeping?

What Little Green Bar, Zhu Bei, Golden Eel, White Bull, Blue Fish, where are they as smart as her!

Atilan really hadn't noticed Hedwig's little thoughts.

He knew Hedwig was smart, but he didn't think Hedwig would be this smart.

Although Hedwig was said to be Atilan's messenger, she spent a lot of time with Hana, and Hana's power influenced Hedwig, allowing her wisdom to increase many times over.

At the same time, Hedwig's laziness and cunning, negative traits she picked up from Atilan, were amplified many times over.

Atilan didn't care, as long as Hedwig didn't slack off when delivering letters.

Delivering letters was her bread and butter, and Hedwig knew what was important.

After receiving the letter, Old Rascal first suspected that Atilan was lying to him, but with such an absurd tool, Atilan's IQ wouldn't allow him to tell such a lie.

Teleporting to Crescent Spring with a serious face, Old Rascal eagerly questioned:

"Is what you said true? That little girl Evrelea can make such a tool?"

Atilan handed the scroll in his hand to Old Rascal.

"What little girl? Please call her Master Evrelea from now on! Maybe our Council of Nature will have a school of destiny in the future, and Evrelea will be the first head of the school."

Taking the scroll, Old Rascal opened it in confusion.

"How do you use this thing?"

"Write down something you want to succeed, and it will draw your magic power to increase the success rate."

Old Rascal glanced at Crescent Lake.

He wrote, "I want a Silver Moon Scale Fish to jump into my arms."

A large amount of magic power was drawn, and then the writing turned gold.

Then a Silver Moon Scale Fish really jumped out of the water and landed in Old Rascal's open hands.

"It's really useful."

Old Rascal estimated the consumed magic power.

"If I use my own magic power to catch fish in the water, the consumed magic power can catch three fish, but it requires very high control over water elemental power and mental perception."

"On the contrary, this scroll only needs to invest magic power to achieve wish fulfillment. It really has a magical effect of influencing fate."

Old Rascal was filled with shock and incomprehension.

"This thing, was it really made by that young druid Evrelea?"

"Otherwise?"

Old Rascal fell silent. He was over 400 years old and still considered himself the number one genius among druids, but the tools he made were too ordinary in front of this Scroll of Destiny.

"How did she make it?"

"I also want to know the answer to this question. The Starlight Spiders have only hatched for a few years. How could the quality of the silk they spin reach the level of making this kind of tool?"

"The real reason must be on Evrelea, but I tried to use this tool to meet her, but I failed."

Atilan took the scroll. He suddenly wanted to try what the effect of failure was.

So he wrote, "I hope a Radiant Dragon's Dragon Egg will fall from the sky."

He thought the writing would turn black, but he didn't expect the scroll to actually start absorbing his magic power.

Startled, he quickly cut off the magic power connection.

Old Rascal asked curiously:

"What did you write?"

After being disconnected, the writing did not disappear directly, but turned into a very dim gold color and flickered on the scroll.

It seemed to be waiting for the injection of magic power to increase the possibility.

After Atilan showed it to Old Rascal, Old Rascal asked in surprise:

"A dragon egg can really fall from the sky! Then were you also dropped from the sky back then?"

"Huh?"

Old Freak's words stunned Atilan; it was indeed possible.

"Why don't we try using this scroll to trace my origins?"

Old Freak frowned in thought, but ultimately rejected the idea.

"Forget it.

If your background is nothing special, that's fine, but if it really hides some great secret, using the scroll to investigate might break some secret techniques used to conceal your identity."

"Let's continue injecting magic power; I want to see if a Radiant Dragon egg can really fall from the sky."

Atilan's lips twitched.

Disturbing fate and probing his background could easily lead to trouble.

Did a Radiant Dragon egg falling wouldn't cause trouble?

"Then you inject magic power; if something happens, don't blame me for not pleading with Master on your behalf."

Old Freak really wanted to whip him.

"You called me here just to have me take the blame for you?"

"Of course not!

I want to see Evilly with just myself, using this scroll has failed.

If we two are together, then the weight of fate will increase several times."

"Using the scroll as a lever again, I don't believe Evilly can still hide from us in the Black Forest."

Old Freak pointed around.

"You kid, you really are a dragon talent!"

"What about this Radiant Dragon egg?"

Old Freak ultimately couldn't resist his curiosity.

"To hell with it!

I'll go first; if my magic power isn't enough, you must continue injecting magic power, okay?"

Atilan gritted his teeth and agreed.

Atilan took out the Five Elements Furnace, as well as various materials for restoring magic power, and began refining pills on the spot.

He placed various potions and pills for replenishing magic power next to Old Freak.

"I believe in you; you can do it alone!"

Old Freak directly drew out a blue-purple staff.

He condensed a silver lightning whip more than ten meters long and lashed it towards Atilan.

"Don't waste magic power; if you really want to create a Radiant Dragon egg, the magic power needed is more than you imagine, what if we are short of just that bit of magic power."

"And we don't get to see the dragon egg?"

"Today, I'm going to whip you to vent my anger!"

Old Freak was furious, and even the lightning whip in his hand became much brighter.

Atilan was whipped so hard that he jumped around in the lake; it wasn't so much injury as it was pain.

Old Freak was indeed a genius; his lightning whip could actually penetrate the magic resistance of the Ocean Wyrm's dragon scales, whipping him so painfully.

After beating Atilan to vent his anger for his staff, Old Freak picked up the scroll and began injecting magic power into it.

At this moment, he deeply understood what it felt like to spend magic power like water.

In less than three minutes, the vast magic power he had accumulated for four hundred years had already been depleted by more than half.

He quickly picked up a bottle of magic potion that Atilan had placed on the ground and poured it into his mouth.

"See, I told you the magic power wouldn't be enough, right?"

Old Freak glared at Atilan; if it weren't for the fact that the magic power was indeed insufficient, he would have really wanted to whip Atilan a few more times.

After drinking the magic potion, Old Freak began to connect to the natural magic network node beneath Crescent Spring.

The magic node of Crescent Spring had only been set up half a year ago; this area was newly opened up, and there wasn't much magic power left in the magic network, so it could only play a supplementary role.

After drinking half of the magic potion on the ground, Old Freak suddenly realized something was wrong.

"The Radiant Dragon egg won't be of much help to me, but you Elemental Dragons can make up for the lack of dragon veins through this dragon egg; you should be injecting magic power!"

Atilan blinked in confusion.

"Is that so?"

"Stop pretending to be stupid; quickly come over and inject magic power together, stop pretending to refine pills."

Atilan wasn't interested in dragon eggs; anyway, with Number Nine around, she was a mother dragon, and after resurrection, she could quickly grow the dragon body to adulthood.

By then, she could choose a handsome young man she liked and give birth to litter after litter of dragon eggs.

Among the dozens of dragon eggs, there would definitely be many Sun Dragons.

"Radiant Dragons are not purebred Elemental Dragons; they have been transformed by Celestial energy, so they are Celestial Dragons, not Elemental Dragons."

Atilan still went up and injected his magic power.

Old Freak raised his head proudly.

"That's why I say you are still too young, you don't understand the value of Radiant Dragons; Elemental Dragons are a race that is good at assimilating other races, do you think transforming Elemental Dragons would be an easy task?"

That's right, Radiant Dragons and Abyss Dragons are very valuable for research.

As a result, one person and one dragon were exhausted, but not a single dragon scale fell from the sky.

Looking at the golden handwriting, Old Freak was so angry that he almost lost the remaining half of his life.

It was clear that the magic power requirements of the scroll had been met, but the dragon egg still didn't fall.

Atilan sighed and soaked in Crescent Spring.

"Meditate to restore magic power, then teleport back to the forest, and communicate with the scroll using the natural magic network; I don't believe we won't see Evilly."

Old Freak nodded.

After restoring magic power, they teleported to Old Freak's home through the natural magic network.

After the ripples caused by the teleportation in Crescent Spring subsided, a silver moon scale fish jumped out of the water and was hit on the head by a stone falling from the sky.

The stone fell into the water, and layers of golden scales splashed on the surface.

The unlucky silver moon scale fish floated to the surface, already belly up.

Just then, Hedwig passed by Crescent Spring, and her sharp eyes discovered this unlucky fish.

With a swoop, she grabbed the fish's body and landed by the lake to enjoy the delicious meal.

After eating, she discovered that there was a white stone in the lake that was quite beautiful.

She grabbed it, intending to take it back and give it to Hannah as a gift when Hannah returned from her studies.

On the other side, Atilan had no idea that so many things had happened at Crescent Spring after they left.

After connecting to the natural magic network, after writing down the goal of wanting to see Evilly, this time, only a small amount of magic power was injected, and the handwriting became golden.

"Huh?"

Is this fate? It's really showing the ultimate in being opportunistic and recognizing current trends!

"Let's go."

Three years ago, the Black Forest was shrouded in a fog that no one knew where it originated from.

After going in, taking a detour, the entrance becomes an exit.

Even Vine Woman couldn't completely dispel this fairy mist.

Anyway, after she went in and came out, she said that Evilly and Arachne were fine, so everyone was relieved.

Atilan and Old Freak walked into the mist, and as they walked, they heard a gentle singing voice, and the mist dissipated.

They saw a girl with purple-white hair sitting on a large rock in the sunlight, weaving something with spider silk.

"Evilly, I…"

"I was sleeping in a cocoon, and when I woke up, I had a strange power in my body.

Using this power, I can see a strange spider web in the void composed of gold, white, and black spider silk."

"I found that the spider silk of the Starlight Spider is similar to the golden spider silk in the spider web, so I made this scroll, how is it, is the Fate Goddess's stockings easy to use?"