Chapter 1432 Gretel, Are You Going to Dragon Island? When Are We Leaving?

Idian hung in the air, stretched his neck and looked, looked and looked, except that it was not spinning around.

If Ashe Yuesong hadn't received the news a beat later than him, and rushed up many beats later, he couldn't stay in the air for a long time, and had to ask Idian to help, I'm afraid he would really be spinning around...

Elder Amat, Elder Fahim, and a group of elven legends watched with wide eyes, sensing with their mental power, but did not dare to put their mental power too close.

Sighs came one long and one short, one after another. If they weren't too proud of their status, there would be a few people who would wander around, pull their hair or pluck their beards.

The new legend Balbo stood straight in the air and quietly looked at the teacher from the corner of his eyes.

The Lord of Thunder looked intently, seemingly all his energy was devoted to Gretel, but the permeating spiritual power enveloped the entire space around him...

It's over, it's over, it seems like there's no escape. Teacher, I am a legend after all. Even if I say a sentence or two that is not quite right, don’t slap me!

A group of people wait from morning to night, from night to morning, and from morning to night again. The sun rises and the moon sets, the sun sets and the moon rises, light and dark alternate for several rounds, and several rounds of food and water are delivered from the royal court to quench everyone's thirst...

Of course, no one is eating or drinking. Even if a high-level powerhouse doesn't eat or drink for a few meals, no one will be able to hold on. Besides, what should I do if I eat and drink here?

Should we solve it in mid-air, open another dimension and jump in to solve it, or fly down in front of everyone and fly up again later?

It doesn’t matter if you skip a meal. If you miss the various changes in the advancement process, you will regret it for the rest of your life!

Under such high expectations, the clouds surrounding Gretel finally began to become thinner. Shrinking, flowing, rotating, bit by bit, revealing Gretel's sitting figure.

The moment all the clouds dissipated, he opened his eyes, shook his head vigorously, and rubbed his cheeks——

"Hey! Cerela!"

Idian covered his face.

Ashe Yuege covered her face.

Baierbo covered his face...

Everyone watched helplessly as Gretel shouted loudly and then pushed hard. When he couldn't push anymore, he took a few steps back and summoned two large force field hands. After a pause, two more were summoned, and two more...

"Is there no one else in his eyes?"

"No matter how many others there are, they have to take good care of Serila..."

Two, two, and two, six large force field hands worked together to finally push Serila awake. Silver Dragon shook his head, opened his eyes, raised his head, and sneezed loudly:

"Ah Sneeze! Gretel, you...are you done?"

With a flash of light, Gretel quickly opened any door, dodged a distance, and narrowly avoided the dragon's tail swinging back. Fortunately, fortunately, if he hadn't seen Serira sleeping and had been prepared, he would have been whipped from the top of the tree this time!

"Gretel, you got it?—What's the new magic?"

Cerira finally woke up a little, turned back into human form, grabbed Gretel and asked repeatedly.

At this time, the nearby Elf Legends began to retreat one by one, flying down with their disciples. Only the Master and Disciple of the Lord of Thunder approached.

Gretel smiled at Cerela, then at the teacher and senior brother. Raise your hand and press forward——

No movement.

no response.

Light, sound, magic waves, nothing. The spiritual power of the two legendary mages enveloped the surroundings, but even they could not feel the slightest fluctuation.

"??? Gretel, you won't fail, right?"

"No way...it's just that the conditions for this spell are too harsh, and I can't use it now..."

As he spoke, Grete raised his hand again. This time it was not the spell he burned, but the low-level [Silent Phantom].

Gretel has used this spell very well, and the content it can present is extremely complex. Light and shadow bloomed, layer upon layer, and what finally appeared was a three-dimensional structure, a magic circle that was so complex that it made people dizzy:

There is the collection of energy, the conversion of energy, the locking of targets, and the stacking of spells one after another. Serila circled the magic circle a few times, with a confused look on her face, and looked up at the Lord of Thunder:

Uh, what is this?

I can't understand!

Please explain!

Just because he can't understand it doesn't mean others can't understand it. The Lord of Thunder's face has darkened:

He was very familiar with this magic circle. It was the set of things that everyone developed to treat the eldest prince.

He, Elder Aimat, Elder Fahim, and a group of elven legends worked together to modify it dozens of times before it got to a decent level. It can ensure safety, ensure that the spell path is smooth and can operate freely.

This thing... the little guy chose it?

How audacious!

This spell can only be activated with the help of the Well of Eternity - or at least the power of the Mage Tower. Did he burn this spell to drain himself dry at once? !

"How did you burn this? Can you use it?!"

"Of course not!" Gretel raised his head and answered confidently. Without waiting for the Lord of Thunder to scold him, he continued:

"I don't have the energy. I can't lock on to the target. I definitely can't use it! This magic can only be activated by connecting a powerful energy source to one end and locking a point with a microscope on the other. Let's take a look now!"

"Then you still choose this?"

This time, it was Senior Brother Baierbo who got in front of the teacher and asked questions. Probably because he was worried that the teacher would be angry, and because he was also worried that his younger brother didn't know what was important and didn't have a powerful spell to suppress the situation, his tone was urgent and fast:

"You have advanced to level 15 and your mental power has become substantial. This spell is your first powerful spell! You... don't have a spell to suppress the situation, how can you go out and make a living?"

I think back then, when he entered level 15, what he solidified was the seven-ring magic of the plasticity system, the King of Elements!

This spell allows him to channel amazing elemental energy, control the four powers of acid, ice, fire, and lightning, and launch amazing attacks.

Relying on this spell, he could set out from the Orc Kingdom, go west along the northern coastline of the Black Continent, go to the western end of the Old Continent, and then sail back!

Among them, there are all kinds of battles, all kinds of weird attacks and curses, orcs, missionaries of the Radiant God Religion, natives of the Black Continent and many magical beasts, all of which he relies on powerful attack power to sweep through.

But this little guy... Little Gretel made a half-assed thing. It can't be used to hit people, and it can't be used to escape. What's the use of it?

"I don't want to fight with it..."

Gretel muttered quietly. He turned his head, looked at Serila, and moved his eyes in a circle:

"I'm a doctor! These days, who dares to say that he will never get sick or injured, and that his relatives and friends will not get sick or injured? Who dares to offend the healer for nothing? I also have Cerela, and Idian... "

In short, if it comes to the point where the healer takes action in person to fight, then he or she has improper planning and the wrong route. As the leader of the team, what he needs to do is not fight, but use his brain!

"Besides, my next stop is Dragon Island... Those giant dragons, who needs me to fight them? Who can I beat? It's better to stay down and find a place that is convenient for me to do research..."

Baierbo sighed slightly and stopped talking. The Lord of Thunder frowned slightly:

"Do research? What do you want to study?"

"Chromosomes! Influence them one by one, make them extraordinary one by one, or cut them out one by one, and then see what their use is..."

Grete started to beam as he spoke:

"In the past, to do this research, you needed to open a large magic circle, or you needed a limited wishing spell. Now it's better, as long as there is a magic source, you can use it, and there is no need to burn diamonds!"

So you don’t have to burn diamonds... I am a disciple of the majestic Lord of Thunder, but I don’t have enough diamonds to use?

Well, there is still something missing...especially the little guy who is quite scientific. A level 15 plastic magician cannot yet rub diamonds by hand...

The Lord of Thunder endured and endured, and finally swallowed his complaints. The little guy is level 15, and is a high-level mage by any standard. He has to walk the rest of his journey on his own.

Even as a teacher, all I can do is ask:

"Then what's your next plan?"

Before Grete could speak, he glanced at Cerela subconsciously. Serila's face lit up, and she couldn't wait to raise her arms and shouted:

"Dragon Island! Dragon Island!"

"Uh... I promised Cerira that I would accompany her to Dragon Island to meet her parents and family." Grete replied thoughtfully. Before he finished speaking, a soft exclamation sounded from beside him:

"Dragon Island? Grete, are you leaving now?"

"Well……"

Grete turned around. At some point, Idian, Ash Moonsong, Bernard, Appa, and a group of familiar elves all came closer and listened to him silently.

The mother of his body, Eluni Emmagil, was also standing in the crowd, covering her mouth with her hands, tears shining:

"You are leaving so soon... You have only been on Yongju Island for a few years... Mom has not even seen you properly or spoken to you properly... Nor has she made you some clothes..."

Gretel felt guilty for a moment. Although he stayed on Yongju Island for a long time, most of the time he was obsessed with learning and research.

There are twenty-four hours a day, and I wish I could read a book even during my meal time. As for my sleeping time, I spend a lot of time in the Emerald Dream.

Get along with your mother? Talk to your mother more? Walk around with her, listen to her tell stories about the past, tell her about your own experiences, tell her jokes, and make her happy?

It doesn't exist. Except for the time when he first came and after fulfilling his obligations as the Son of Man, he basically did nothing...

After all, she is the mother of this body, not his own mother. The relationship during the time when he first came here has already exhausted his lifetime acting skills...

"Uh... Mother, I won't leave right away..."

Gretel bravely went over to hug her:

"I have just reached level 15. I still need to consolidate and adjust my dragon shape transformation... There is still a lot to do... Don't worry, I will stay with you during this time..."

Thank you x-on:for the 2000 starting coins rewarded by travelers who fight for their dreams.