Chapter 53: Reflection
Ansair opened his eyes and was in the black mist.
The eight stone tablets stood tall in the black mist, and a dazzling white light shone from above the stone tablets.
He suddenly discovered that the size of the stele seemed to change with his body shape.
Even though he is now a hundred meters tall, he still needs to look up when looking at the stele to see the patterns and words on it.
Naturally, there was no need to introduce the first seven steles, and Ansair looked straight at the eighth stele.
The eighth stele is engraved with a bald-headed guy with a shirtless body, a magic book in his hand, and a scroll on his back.
As a professional mid-laner iron rank player, Ansair immediately recognized that this was the wandering mage Ryze, who had been revised countless times.
(TL/N: Ryze was reworked or revamped 5 times)
While the hero's abilities have undergone numerous changes, large and small, the effect of his W ability remains largely the same.
(TL/N: W basically means his 2nd skill: like Q, W, E, R which are 1st, 2nd, 3rd, and Ultimate skills)
During his previous confrontation with the space magician, Ansair suddenly used a skill that could control space, which was the wandering mage's W skill, Rune Prison.
Although the skills he awakened are extremely similar to those in League of Legends, they are different in many details.
Take "Astral Infusion" for example. In the game, when the nanny uses this skill, it consumes a percentage of life points, but Ansair consumes his vitality points as a side effect.
Faintly, Ansair felt that there was some deep meaning hidden in these differences.
Shaking his head, he temporarily put aside the speculation in his mind.
Ansair looked at the words engraved on the stele.
[Rune Prison: Control an enemy in space making them unable to move for five seconds, cooldown: half an hour.]
Although this skill only has a short duration of five seconds, it can play a major role at critical moments.
This is also the only way Ansair can deal with enemies with space talents.
"Oh~"
Ansair suddenly sighed, looking back at his long life, he felt that he was indeed too simple and not diligent enough, so he was finally sealed by the space sealing technique, and now he doesn't know where he is now.
When he was born on the small island, the island was full of weak beasts, which could not pose a threat at all.
When he arrived at Dragons Island, everyone was a dragon and made a few fights with each other.
The pirates he met when he came out were all weak people eliminated from human society, and they didn't have any powerful abilities at all.
And the White Dragons in the Northern Ice Field are also a group of self-proclaimed dragons, and they don't have any unusual and powerful abilities.
He once thought that humans were not as terrifying as the other adult dragons said, but it turned out that he was short-sighted.
The magician who came out of the Magic City gave Ansair a helpless feeling, it was a deep sense of powerlessness.
When Ansair was in human form, if he hadn't awakened the "Rune Prison" by chance, it would have been impossible for him to touch the space magician.
If he turns back into a Golden Dragon, with his strong size advantage, it is possible that the space magician may not be able to hide away from him.
However, the space sealing technique used later by the space magician gave Ansair an unprecedented impact.
Under the space sealing technique, even if Ansair changed back to his original body, he still couldn't break free. He is like a chicken hanging in the air, and couldn't do anything.
This is just a gold-level magician from the Magic City. If it were a legendary-level magician, it would be very difficult for Ansair to escape.
Ansair was even more thankful for his powerful golden finger and the skills of many heroes in the black mist.
At this time, Ansair thought of Nigus again, the magic dragon who came back from Magic City.
He suddenly understood why Nigus, a powerful demigod, would teach magic classes to the dragons.
With the speed of human magic development, If they can't get destroy themselves, then the disaster is likely to fall on the dragon's head.
"I can't be so lazy anymore, this'll make me weaker," Ansair said to himself.
Obviously, there are so many growth skills: the Siphoning Strike that can increase his physical power infinitely, the Feast that can increase his body size and vitality infinitely, and the Phenomenal Evil Power that can increase his magic power infinitely.
No matter which of these skills falls on others, if he works hard and works harder, he can quickly grow into a legendary and demigod powerhouse.
But he is almost eight years old, and he has not really possessed the strength to compete against a Legendary Realm powerhouse.
"Only by becoming stronger can you wander better."
Ansair understands that the inherent wantonness in his character is not an excuse for his laziness, and only the truly strong can truly enjoy absolute freedom.
"War, I need war, only war can make me grow faster!"
Ansair looked at the stone tablet standing quietly in the darkness and said hysterically in his heart.
The stele made of obsidian reflects a cold light.
With an incomparably huge body, combined with Siphoning Strike, with just one blow on the battlefield, countless lives can be harvested.
In the face of death, all lives are equal, and this adds layers to his Siphoning Strike.
As for Phenomenal Evil Power, the more this skill accumulates, the more magic power he has in his body. The more magic power, the more magic can be released and more layers can be stacked.
Whether it was sweeping the White Dragon in the war of the Frost Giant Tribe before, or killing all beast tide that came, Ansair had gained many skill layers.
This growth rate is far beyond the speed he used to kill every day when hunting.
But the problem now is to figure out where he is.
With the bloody moon hanging high in the sky and groups of giant creatures on the ground, this place is obviously not the original world.
The experience of traveling through the void made Ansair very clear that he should have come to a small world around the main material world.
"I hope there are intelligent creatures in this world. If there are all beasts, then I won't know how to go back." Ansair said in his heart.
He has set two goals, one is to grow up as soon as possible, possess the strength of a legend or even a demigod, and be able to guarantee his ability to roam freely.
The second is to find an intelligent creature, figure out where he is right now, and more importantly, find his way back.
Although a prodigal son has ambitions in all directions, home is a warm harbor after all.
Metal Dragon's concept of family affection is still relatively deep and strong.
A dazzling light flashed in the black mist as Ansair opened his eyes back to reality.
He is currently climbing on the cliff of a small mountain, and the sun is slowly rising in the distance.
This sun is not the dazzling brilliance in the main world, but a pure white without any other color and energy.
It seems that the sun has no other purpose except to make this small world clearer.