Chapter 140
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The journey would actually take quite a long time. The Idris Kingdom was not too far from the imperial capital, however, there were dangerous roadblocks in between the two locations. The worst one was the Red Snow Fields. This expanse was named thus after all the blood that was spilled there. Though the tales and rumors that the snow there was now permanently dyed red were nonsense, the danger of this area is very real. Sprawled all throughout are thousands of different ice element and water element magic beasts. Unlike the ones located in the Beast Empire, these are all low-level bloodline magic beasts with little to no intelligence. The only difference between them and normal animals is their ability to use the elements. Most of these magic beasts are either carnivores or just aggressive towards humans. Any group that wants to pass through the Snow Fields must be prepared to die or hopefully have a great magister level magician escorting them. Any magic beast that can have great magister-like power would have already migrated to the Beast Empire and thrived there because their power is an indicator of a higher-level bloodline.
On the way, Elder Sweetbow and the Old King all warned the group that they would not step forward unless absolutely necessary. The weaker magic beasts were all their responsibility. As young men and women, they all had no qualms with this announcement since they were fired up to prove their power to their peers. Greyson noticed that while Palmira acted disinterested, her eyes lit up with similar excitement. Nicholas and Ignis showed the most obvious enthusiasm, while Sebastien and Ezra were only a little behind them. Quinn pasted that same lopsided smile on his face and his expression remained slightly unreadable. Fires of competitiveness lit, all of them wished to show off and kill the most magic beasts. While he did feel some happiness towards being able to stretch his limbs a bit, Greyson was probably the only one who was legitimately unmoved by their little contest. In reality, his strength overshot the rest by so much that he could only feel detached from the atmosphere. If he went all out, they would never have the chance to even touch the magic beasts. Thus, he decided he would only act out occasionally to keep the friendly competition fun and entertaining for everyone.
He actually failed to realize that his decision would only make the rest of the group look down on him.
...
"Hahaha! That's the 50th one for me! I should have the most out of everyone now~" Nicholas grinned widely. His smile seemed rather off-putting with the magic beast's blood staining his skin and clothes.
"Hmph! You have just been killing the small fry that are not even at the magister level. We should only be counting the magic beasts above the magister level because those are the only ones that are real challenges." Sebastien, clearly dissatisfied with Nicholas' bragging, made his own suggestion.
"Yeah, I second that. Nicholas, you are taking advantage of the surroundings and using large covering spells. That way you are killing large groups of weaker magic beasts all at once." Ignis also felt indignant over the results. Especially since he, as a fire element magician, was suffering the largest handicap. The Red Snow Fields were so cold that it felt as if the air pierced into the bones of the people travelling through. Thankfully, as magister level magicians, they had a higher resistance. However, Ignis was still uncomfortable in this environment where the fire element had lower presence.
"Hey now, you can't complain about that. You guys are just unlucky, don't be sore losers." Not going along with them, Nicholas just turned his head and joked.
"Hehehe, don't fight you guys. Well, Ignis and Second Highness are only just a little lower than Nicholas. Whereas, I only have around 10 kills throughout this trip." Ezra flirtatious giggles rang out and placated the rest of the group.
"Ezra is right! Look at me, I only got a couple myself." Quinn chimed in with his own little self-deprecating smile.
"Some is better than none. At least you are not like some other useless people..." Sebastien's tone suddenly turned sarcastic and pointedly glared in Greyson's direction.
Actually, Greyson felt really helpless as well. These accusations were really so unfair to him. Obviously, it was the rest of the group that were just too eager. The minute even just a small hint of a magic beast appears, they immediately jump off the bird's back and attack. Not that Greyson could not sense them as fast, he just felt that it was really not worth the effort. In the end, it would be silly for someone of his strength to so fervently search for weak magic beasts to slaughter. If they were just a little slower in attacking and left some for him, he would participate and attack a few himself. Seeing Sebastien picking a fight with him, Greyson did feel slightly displeased. From the very start, Nicholas was the only one who paid him any attention. Sebastien would just glare at Greyson with distaste. He really could not understand why this Second Prince disliked him so much even though they had yet to say a word to each other.
Greyson took a quick glance at Palmira who had deemed these activities beneath her. She continued to watch the "competition" with a look like she was watching children play around. Smirking evilly inwardly, Greyson finally decided to reply.
"Princess Palmira, it seems that we are being looked down upon, no?" Dragging the aloof eldest princess into the mix, Greyson decided to not take the insult lying down. He really did not see any reason to let the prince just walk all over him without fighting back.
Palmira's eyebrows knit with annoyance, but there was really nothing she could say. She also had not acted out to defeat the magic beasts. Although, it was obvious that this was because of her age, status, and power, to say it that plainly would be insulting to the ones who have been acting out. With no other choice, she looked over at her younger brother with disappointment.
"Sebastien, just because you all want to so joyfully compete does not mean that others want to. Plus, with your strength, it is only an obvious result that you would kill more magic beasts than the other here. What is there to brag about?"
Quickly shut up by Palmira, Sebastien hung his head in shame. His state did not last long before he turned to shoot a resentful look at Greyson. Sighing deeply, Greyson did not pay any attention to this prince. It was not like he could do anything to Greyson with his level of power anyways. It was only the Second Prince who was acting that way, too. The three from the Academy had all heard about or witnessed Greyson's strength before. Since he is coming for this trip, he must already be a magister level magician. With his seven elements, Greyson should be fairly powerful amongst those at the same stage, so his power should not be weak. They all just assumed that Greyson was not really that interested in competing with them. Nicholas assumed the same, but more because he was a kinder person. He did not really care whether Greyson joined in or not, he just wanted to be first.
*BOOM!*
Interrupting the awkward silence, a sudden loud explosion shocked everyone. Turning their attention to the source, the young magicians noticed a group of ice figures moving towards them. These creatures had no eyes, ears, or mouths, they were made purely from icicles. Where their hands should be were instead sharp and gleaming ice blades.
"Elementals..." Nicholas muttered under his breath.
Greyson recognized this group right away. In the entire Omorfos continent, there were beings that were created in places of high element density. They are just called Elementals due to their origin. They are normally unintelligent beings due to elements accumulating and amalgamating together for an extended amount of time. All of the ones attacking were at varying levels of power, with most of them below the magister level. There was still a decent amount above the magister level. Three of them were actually equal in strength to magister level stage four magicians. Sensing this, Palmira finally went into action. The rest of the group also began attacking the elementals. The weaker ones quickly shattered after only a few attacks while the more powerful ones put up a decent fight. Greyson continued watching with folded arms. Since the fight time was extended this time, there was more than enough time for him to step in, but he did not really have the heart to help them. It was not like any of them were in danger either. Observing Greyson's inactivity, even the Old King did not seem very pleased.
"Elder Sweetbow, he should at least fight a little, right? Being unambitious is not really that large of an issue, but he should at least help out where he can. The rest of them are outnumbered, so every person counts. Although they can take on more than one, it would still take off some pressure if Greyson could assist."
"If he wants to lend a hand, he will. I think he is just waiting for the right moment." Hahaha, my good disciple, you are more similar to me than you think. Sweetbow mused to himself. Clearly, he was assuming that Greyson just wanted to hog the spotlight and act at the best moment.
His comments only made the Old King's frown deepen. But he kept his thoughts to himself and did not say more. There was no rule saying that Greyson had to fight. He was just slightly disappointed since such a young talented magician seemed to be missing an important drive that the other young people had.
Greyson continued watching in a bored manner until he sensed another presence. Eyes lighting up with glee, his body disappeared from its spot. Using his wind element, he arrived right in front of Palmira. Holding his palm out, he summoned a light shield in a manner of seconds. Before Palmira could react and complain about getting in her way, a hard ice spear slammed into the shield. Not creating a dent, the spear burst into dust upon impact.
"What..." Palmira did not understand how this boy predicted the attack. Then, before her eyes, another Elemental appeared. Only, this one was giving off a much stronger vibe than the other ones before.
"Isn't this close to a great magister level aura? Oh no!" Palmira quickly retreated in a panic and did not bother to warn or bring Greyson along. Looking at her selfishly running away, Greyson just clicked his tongue with a mocking look in his eyes. This only lasted for a moment before he put his focus on his opponent. Flipping his palm, Genesis quickly appeared. Gripping the familiar sword, Greyson attacked first. Slashing down with the fire element, he cut off the Elemental's arm. However, the limb quickly grew back. Glancing towards his sword, he noticed that the flame was rather weak. Shaking his head, he had to admit that Ignis really would be at a disadvantage here. Switching to the wind element, his sword and body movements grew swifter and his attacks were like a never-ending barrage. The Elemental matched him move for move with a constant icy air flowing about, as well. Greyson could feel his fingers turning blue and he started to lose feeling. Concentrating more, he sent his fire element to heat up his extremities. Although it was not strong enough to attack, the fire element could keep him warm. His eyes turning a deeper blue, Greyson thought of a new spell that he could try out.
For the first time, he actually starting muttering a specific spell underneath his breath. If someone were close to him, they would not be able to understand the words because he was speaking in the draconic language. This was one of the Snow Dragon ancient spells that was shared with him during his stay along with their training method. A large dragon's head formed in the snow with the Ice Elemental stuck in the middle of its mouth. Sharp ice teeth grew from the mouth before it quickly slammed its jaw shut. The impact completely destroyed the Ice Elemental inside. Once the snow slid away and broke the form, there was nothing left. Smiling happily over the power of the spell, Greyson was completely satisfied with the result. It really was not an ancient spell for nothing. Plus, this spell would only grow more powerful along with him.
The rest of the group watched with jaws dropped at the result. First, they were shocked by Greyson's actual strength level which was revealed to be at the magister level stage five! Second, they had never seen such a spell before and were curious about its origin.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click www.webnovel.com for visiting.
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The journey would actually take quite a long time. The Idris Kingdom was not too far from the imperial capital, however, there were dangerous roadblocks in between the two locations. The worst one was the Red Snow Fields. This expanse was named thus after all the blood that was spilled there. Though the tales and rumors that the snow there was now permanently dyed red were nonsense, the danger of this area is very real. Sprawled all throughout are thousands of different ice element and water element magic beasts. Unlike the ones located in the Beast Empire, these are all low-level bloodline magic beasts with little to no intelligence. The only difference between them and normal animals is their ability to use the elements. Most of these magic beasts are either carnivores or just aggressive towards humans. Any group that wants to pass through the Snow Fields must be prepared to die or hopefully have a great magister level magician escorting them. Any magic beast that can have great magister-like power would have already migrated to the Beast Empire and thrived there because their power is an indicator of a higher-level bloodline.
On the way, Elder Sweetbow and the Old King all warned the group that they would not step forward unless absolutely necessary. The weaker magic beasts were all their responsibility. As young men and women, they all had no qualms with this announcement since they were fired up to prove their power to their peers. Greyson noticed that while Palmira acted disinterested, her eyes lit up with similar excitement. Nicholas and Ignis showed the most obvious enthusiasm, while Sebastien and Ezra were only a little behind them. Quinn pasted that same lopsided smile on his face and his expression remained slightly unreadable. Fires of competitiveness lit, all of them wished to show off and kill the most magic beasts. While he did feel some happiness towards being able to stretch his limbs a bit, Greyson was probably the only one who was legitimately unmoved by their little contest. In reality, his strength overshot the rest by so much that he could only feel detached from the atmosphere. If he went all out, they would never have the chance to even touch the magic beasts. Thus, he decided he would only act out occasionally to keep the friendly competition fun and entertaining for everyone.
He actually failed to realize that his decision would only make the rest of the group look down on him.
...
"Hahaha! That's the 50th one for me! I should have the most out of everyone now~" Nicholas grinned widely. His smile seemed rather off-putting with the magic beast's blood staining his skin and clothes.
"Hmph! You have just been killing the small fry that are not even at the magister level. We should only be counting the magic beasts above the magister level because those are the only ones that are real challenges." Sebastien, clearly dissatisfied with Nicholas' bragging, made his own suggestion.
"Yeah, I second that. Nicholas, you are taking advantage of the surroundings and using large covering spells. That way you are killing large groups of weaker magic beasts all at once." Ignis also felt indignant over the results. Especially since he, as a fire element magician, was suffering the largest handicap. The Red Snow Fields were so cold that it felt as if the air pierced into the bones of the people travelling through. Thankfully, as magister level magicians, they had a higher resistance. However, Ignis was still uncomfortable in this environment where the fire element had lower presence.
"Hey now, you can't complain about that. You guys are just unlucky, don't be sore losers." Not going along with them, Nicholas just turned his head and joked.
"Hehehe, don't fight you guys. Well, Ignis and Second Highness are only just a little lower than Nicholas. Whereas, I only have around 10 kills throughout this trip." Ezra flirtatious giggles rang out and placated the rest of the group.
"Ezra is right! Look at me, I only got a couple myself." Quinn chimed in with his own little self-deprecating smile.
"Some is better than none. At least you are not like some other useless people..." Sebastien's tone suddenly turned sarcastic and pointedly glared in Greyson's direction.
Actually, Greyson felt really helpless as well. These accusations were really so unfair to him. Obviously, it was the rest of the group that were just too eager. The minute even just a small hint of a magic beast appears, they immediately jump off the bird's back and attack. Not that Greyson could not sense them as fast, he just felt that it was really not worth the effort. In the end, it would be silly for someone of his strength to so fervently search for weak magic beasts to slaughter. If they were just a little slower in attacking and left some for him, he would participate and attack a few himself. Seeing Sebastien picking a fight with him, Greyson did feel slightly displeased. From the very start, Nicholas was the only one who paid him any attention. Sebastien would just glare at Greyson with distaste. He really could not understand why this Second Prince disliked him so much even though they had yet to say a word to each other.
Greyson took a quick glance at Palmira who had deemed these activities beneath her. She continued to watch the "competition" with a look like she was watching children play around. Smirking evilly inwardly, Greyson finally decided to reply.
"Princess Palmira, it seems that we are being looked down upon, no?" Dragging the aloof eldest princess into the mix, Greyson decided to not take the insult lying down. He really did not see any reason to let the prince just walk all over him without fighting back.
Palmira's eyebrows knit with annoyance, but there was really nothing she could say. She also had not acted out to defeat the magic beasts. Although, it was obvious that this was because of her age, status, and power, to say it that plainly would be insulting to the ones who have been acting out. With no other choice, she looked over at her younger brother with disappointment.
"Sebastien, just because you all want to so joyfully compete does not mean that others want to. Plus, with your strength, it is only an obvious result that you would kill more magic beasts than the other here. What is there to brag about?"
Quickly shut up by Palmira, Sebastien hung his head in shame. His state did not last long before he turned to shoot a resentful look at Greyson. Sighing deeply, Greyson did not pay any attention to this prince. It was not like he could do anything to Greyson with his level of power anyways. It was only the Second Prince who was acting that way, too. The three from the Academy had all heard about or witnessed Greyson's strength before. Since he is coming for this trip, he must already be a magister level magician. With his seven elements, Greyson should be fairly powerful amongst those at the same stage, so his power should not be weak. They all just assumed that Greyson was not really that interested in competing with them. Nicholas assumed the same, but more because he was a kinder person. He did not really care whether Greyson joined in or not, he just wanted to be first.
*BOOM!*
Interrupting the awkward silence, a sudden loud explosion shocked everyone. Turning their attention to the source, the young magicians noticed a group of ice figures moving towards them. These creatures had no eyes, ears, or mouths, they were made purely from icicles. Where their hands should be were instead sharp and gleaming ice blades.
"Elementals..." Nicholas muttered under his breath.
Greyson recognized this group right away. In the entire Omorfos continent, there were beings that were created in places of high element density. They are just called Elementals due to their origin. They are normally unintelligent beings due to elements accumulating and amalgamating together for an extended amount of time. All of the ones attacking were at varying levels of power, with most of them below the magister level. There was still a decent amount above the magister level. Three of them were actually equal in strength to magister level stage four magicians. Sensing this, Palmira finally went into action. The rest of the group also began attacking the elementals. The weaker ones quickly shattered after only a few attacks while the more powerful ones put up a decent fight. Greyson continued watching with folded arms. Since the fight time was extended this time, there was more than enough time for him to step in, but he did not really have the heart to help them. It was not like any of them were in danger either. Observing Greyson's inactivity, even the Old King did not seem very pleased.
"Elder Sweetbow, he should at least fight a little, right? Being unambitious is not really that large of an issue, but he should at least help out where he can. The rest of them are outnumbered, so every person counts. Although they can take on more than one, it would still take off some pressure if Greyson could assist."
"If he wants to lend a hand, he will. I think he is just waiting for the right moment." Hahaha, my good disciple, you are more similar to me than you think. Sweetbow mused to himself. Clearly, he was assuming that Greyson just wanted to hog the spotlight and act at the best moment.
His comments only made the Old King's frown deepen. But he kept his thoughts to himself and did not say more. There was no rule saying that Greyson had to fight. He was just slightly disappointed since such a young talented magician seemed to be missing an important drive that the other young people had.
Greyson continued watching in a bored manner until he sensed another presence. Eyes lighting up with glee, his body disappeared from its spot. Using his wind element, he arrived right in front of Palmira. Holding his palm out, he summoned a light shield in a manner of seconds. Before Palmira could react and complain about getting in her way, a hard ice spear slammed into the shield. Not creating a dent, the spear burst into dust upon impact.
"What..." Palmira did not understand how this boy predicted the attack. Then, before her eyes, another Elemental appeared. Only, this one was giving off a much stronger vibe than the other ones before.
"Isn't this close to a great magister level aura? Oh no!" Palmira quickly retreated in a panic and did not bother to warn or bring Greyson along. Looking at her selfishly running away, Greyson just clicked his tongue with a mocking look in his eyes. This only lasted for a moment before he put his focus on his opponent. Flipping his palm, Genesis quickly appeared. Gripping the familiar sword, Greyson attacked first. Slashing down with the fire element, he cut off the Elemental's arm. However, the limb quickly grew back. Glancing towards his sword, he noticed that the flame was rather weak. Shaking his head, he had to admit that Ignis really would be at a disadvantage here. Switching to the wind element, his sword and body movements grew swifter and his attacks were like a never-ending barrage. The Elemental matched him move for move with a constant icy air flowing about, as well. Greyson could feel his fingers turning blue and he started to lose feeling. Concentrating more, he sent his fire element to heat up his extremities. Although it was not strong enough to attack, the fire element could keep him warm. His eyes turning a deeper blue, Greyson thought of a new spell that he could try out.
For the first time, he actually starting muttering a specific spell underneath his breath. If someone were close to him, they would not be able to understand the words because he was speaking in the draconic language. This was one of the Snow Dragon ancient spells that was shared with him during his stay along with their training method. A large dragon's head formed in the snow with the Ice Elemental stuck in the middle of its mouth. Sharp ice teeth grew from the mouth before it quickly slammed its jaw shut. The impact completely destroyed the Ice Elemental inside. Once the snow slid away and broke the form, there was nothing left. Smiling happily over the power of the spell, Greyson was completely satisfied with the result. It really was not an ancient spell for nothing. Plus, this spell would only grow more powerful along with him.
The rest of the group watched with jaws dropped at the result. First, they were shocked by Greyson's actual strength level which was revealed to be at the magister level stage five! Second, they had never seen such a spell before and were curious about its origin.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click www.webnovel.com for visiting.
The journey would actually take quite a long time. The Idris Kingdom was not too far from the imperial capital, however, there were dangerous roadblocks in between the two locations. The worst one was the Red Snow Fields. This expanse was named thus after all the blood that was spilled there. Though the tales and rumors that the snow there was now permanently dyed red were nonsense, the danger of this area is very real. Sprawled all throughout are thousands of different ice element and water element magic beasts. Unlike the ones located in the Beast Empire, these are all low-level bloodline magic beasts with little to no intelligence. The only difference between them and normal animals is their ability to use the elements. Most of these magic beasts are either carnivores or just aggressive towards humans. Any group that wants to pass through the Snow Fields must be prepared to die or hopefully have a great magister level magician escorting them. Any magic beast that can have great magister-like power would have already migrated to the Beast Empire and thrived there because their power is an indicator of a higher-level bloodline.On the way, Elder Sweetbow and the Old King all warned the group that they would not step forward unless absolutely necessary. The weaker magic beasts were all their responsibility. As young men and women, they all had no qualms with this announcement since they were fired up to prove their power to their peers. Greyson noticed that while Palmira acted disinterested, her eyes lit up with similar excitement. Nicholas and Ignis showed the most obvious enthusiasm, while Sebastien and Ezra were only a little behind them. Quinn pasted that same lopsided smile on his face and his expression remained slightly unreadable. Fires of competitiveness lit, all of them wished to show off and kill the most magic beasts. While he did feel some happiness towards being able to stretch his limbs a bit, Greyson was probably the only one who was legitimately unmoved by their little contest. In reality, his strength overshot the rest by so much that he could only feel detached from the atmosphere. If he went all out, they would never have the chance to even touch the magic beasts. Thus, he decided he would only act out occasionally to keep the friendly competition fun and entertaining for everyone.He actually failed to realize that his decision would only make the rest of the group look down on him...."Hahaha! That's the 50th one for me! I should have the most out of everyone now~" Nicholas grinned widely. His smile seemed rather off-putting with the magic beast's blood staining his skin and clothes."Hmph! You have just been killing the small fry that are not even at the magister level. We should only be counting the magic beasts above the magister level because those are the only ones that are real challenges." Sebastien, clearly dissatisfied with Nicholas' bragging, made his own suggestion."Yeah, I second that. Nicholas, you are taking advantage of the surroundings and using large covering spells. That way you are killing large groups of weaker magic beasts all at once." Ignis also felt indignant over the results. Especially since he, as a fire element magician, was suffering the largest handicap. The Red Snow Fields were so cold that it felt as if the air pierced into the bones of the people travelling through. Thankfully, as magister level magicians, they had a higher resistance. However, Ignis was still uncomfortable in this environment where the fire element had lower presence."Hey now, you can't complain about that. You guys are just unlucky, don't be sore losers." Not going along with them, Nicholas just turned his head and joked."Hehehe, don't fight you guys. Well, Ignis and Second Highness are only just a little lower than Nicholas. Whereas, I only have around 10 kills throughout this trip." Ezra flirtatious giggles rang out and placated the rest of the group."Ezra is right! Look at me, I only got a couple myself." Quinn chimed in with his own little self-deprecating smile."Some is better than none. At least you are not like some other useless people..." Sebastien's tone suddenly turned sarcastic and pointedly glared in Greyson's direction.Actually, Greyson felt really helpless as well. These accusations were really so unfair to him. Obviously, it was the rest of the group that were just too eager. The minute even just a small hint of a magic beast appears, they immediately jump off the bird's back and attack. Not that Greyson could not sense them as fast, he just felt that it was really not worth the effort. In the end, it would be silly for someone of his strength to so fervently search for weak magic beasts to slaughter. If they were just a little slower in attacking and left some for him, he would participate and attack a few himself. Seeing Sebastien picking a fight with him, Greyson did feel slightly displeased. From the very start, Nicholas was the only one who paid him any attention. Sebastien would just glare at Greyson with distaste. He really could not understand why this Second Prince disliked him so much even though they had yet to say a word to each other.Greyson took a quick glance at Palmira who had deemed these activities beneath her. She continued to watch the "competition" with a look like she was watching children play around. Smirking evilly inwardly, Greyson finally decided to reply."Princess Palmira, it seems that we are being looked down upon, no?" Dragging the aloof eldest princess into the mix, Greyson decided to not take the insult lying down. He really did not see any reason to let the prince just walk all over him without fighting back.Palmira's eyebrows knit with annoyance, but there was really nothing she could say. She also had not acted out to defeat the magic beasts. Although, it was obvious that this was because of her age, status, and power, to say it that plainly would be insulting to the ones who have been acting out. With no other choice, she looked over at her younger brother with disappointment."Sebastien, just because you all want to so joyfully compete does not mean that others want to. Plus, with your strength, it is only an obvious result that you would kill more magic beasts than the other here. What is there to brag about?"Quickly shut up by Palmira, Sebastien hung his head in shame. His state did not last long before he turned to shoot a resentful look at Greyson. Sighing deeply, Greyson did not pay any attention to this prince. It was not like he could do anything to Greyson with his level of power anyways. It was only the Second Prince who was acting that way, too. The three from the Academy had all heard about or witnessed Greyson's strength before. Since he is coming for this trip, he must already be a magister level magician. With his seven elements, Greyson should be fairly powerful amongst those at the same stage, so his power should not be weak. They all just assumed that Greyson was not really that interested in competing with them. Nicholas assumed the same, but more because he was a kinder person. He did not really care whether Greyson joined in or not, he just wanted to be first.*BOOM!*Interrupting the awkward silence, a sudden loud explosion shocked everyone. Turning their attention to the source, the young magicians noticed a group of ice figures moving towards them. These creatures had no eyes, ears, or mouths, they were made purely from icicles. Where their hands should be were instead sharp and gleaming ice blades."Elementals..." Nicholas muttered under his breath.Greyson recognized this group right away. In the entire Omorfos continent, there were beings that were created in places of high element density. They are just called Elementals due to their origin. They are normally unintelligent beings due to elements accumulating and amalgamating together for an extended amount of time. All of the ones attacking were at varying levels of power, with most of them below the magister level. There was still a decent amount above the magister level. Three of them were actually equal in strength to magister level stage four magicians. Sensing this, Palmira finally went into action. The rest of the group also began attacking the elementals. The weaker ones quickly shattered after only a few attacks while the more powerful ones put up a decent fight. Greyson continued watching with folded arms. Since the fight time was extended this time, there was more than enough time for him to step in, but he did not really have the heart to help them. It was not like any of them were in danger either. Observing Greyson's inactivity, even the Old King did not seem very pleased."Elder Sweetbow, he should at least fight a little, right? Being unambitious is not really that large of an issue, but he should at least help out where he can. The rest of them are outnumbered, so every person counts. Although they can take on more than one, it would still take off some pressure if Greyson could assist.""If he wants to lend a hand, he will. I think he is just waiting for the right moment." Hahaha, my good disciple, you are more similar to me than you think. Sweetbow mused to himself. Clearly, he was assuming that Greyson just wanted to hog the spotlight and act at the best moment.His comments only made the Old King's frown deepen. But he kept his thoughts to himself and did not say more. There was no rule saying that Greyson had to fight. He was just slightly disappointed since such a young talented magician seemed to be missing an important drive that the other young people had.Greyson continued watching in a bored manner until he sensed another presence. Eyes lighting up with glee, his body disappeared from its spot. Using his wind element, he arrived right in front of Palmira. Holding his palm out, he summoned a light shield in a manner of seconds. Before Palmira could react and complain about getting in her way, a hard ice spear slammed into the shield. Not creating a dent, the spear burst into dust upon impact."What..." Palmira did not understand how this boy predicted the attack. Then, before her eyes, another Elemental appeared. Only, this one was giving off a much stronger vibe than the other ones before."Isn't this close to a great magister level aura? Oh no!" Palmira quickly retreated in a panic and did not bother to warn or bring Greyson along. Looking at her selfishly running away, Greyson just clicked his tongue with a mocking look in his eyes. This only lasted for a moment before he put his focus on his opponent. Flipping his palm, Genesis quickly appeared. Gripping the familiar sword, Greyson attacked first. Slashing down with the fire element, he cut off the Elemental's arm. However, the limb quickly grew back. Glancing towards his sword, he noticed that the flame was rather weak. Shaking his head, he had to admit that Ignis really would be at a disadvantage here. Switching to the wind element, his sword and body movements grew swifter and his attacks were like a never-ending barrage. The Elemental matched him move for move with a constant icy air flowing about, as well. Greyson could feel his fingers turning blue and he started to lose feeling. Concentrating more, he sent his fire element to heat up his extremities. Although it was not strong enough to attack, the fire element could keep him warm. His eyes turning a deeper blue, Greyson thought of a new spell that he could try out.For the first time, he actually starting muttering a specific spell underneath his breath. If someone were close to him, they would not be able to understand the words because he was speaking in the draconic language. This was one of the Snow Dragon ancient spells that was shared with him during his stay along with their training method. A large dragon's head formed in the snow with the Ice Elemental stuck in the middle of its mouth. Sharp ice teeth grew from the mouth before it quickly slammed its jaw shut. The impact completely destroyed the Ice Elemental inside. Once the snow slid away and broke the form, there was nothing left. Smiling happily over the power of the spell, Greyson was completely satisfied with the result. It really was not an ancient spell for nothing. Plus, this spell would only grow more powerful along with him.The rest of the group watched with jaws dropped at the result. First, they were shocked by Greyson's actual strength level which was revealed to be at the magister level stage five! Second, they had never seen such a spell before and were curious about its origin.Find authorized novels in Webnovelfaster updates, better experiencePlease click www.webnovel.com for visiting.
