Healing System

Chapter 214 Trial of the Golden Dragon Sect (18)

'Do I just speak?' Michael questioned, looking around.

It seemed like the man he touched had disappeared—likely scattered to dust or something similar.

And by the looks of it and the rewards he got, it was safe to assume that whoever that man was, he was related to the golden dragon in one way or another.

Perhaps he even was the golden dragon himself.

Still, since the trial was marked as complete, it was likely the case.

But he decided to worry about it later. After all, he had not been transported out, meaning there was still something left to do.

After a moment of silence, the system replied, Seems like it, I wouldn't know. This core is unique to dragons, and by the looks of it, you are one of them now.

Michael tilted his head for a moment before taking another glance at his status screen, and to his surprise, his race had a single word in it now: Draconic.

'Does that mean I will be able to turn into a dragon...?' he asked, feeling a bit uneasy.

That depends on the bloodline you awaken, but chances are, you will be a mix of everything.

'A draconic angel and demon?'

Who knows? Maybe? I already said your case has never been documented, the system stated with a hint of annoyance, which did not go unnoticed by Michael.

'Seems to me like you know more than you let on. Is that the reason why you're so cranky nowadays?'

It is nothing that would concern you in the present moment.

Michael rolled his eyes and proceeded to look around the room he was in.

The walls had been cracked beyond repair, almost like they would fall on him at any moment.

However, that did not seem to be the case, as an invisible field of mana was holding it together.

He looked at it in wonder before proceeding to check out the rest of the seemingly empty room.

The traces of malice he had felt earlier were still present somehow, and they were coming from the wall to the west.

Michael didn't think much of it, approaching and placing his hand on the wall.

Immediately, a hollow noise resounded, signaling that this was a cover-up for what was behind the wall.

He was about to simply blast it to pieces with his sword of light, but just before it reached the wall, he halted.

'Can't I just use the new mana core instead?' Michael thought. It had an independent supply of mana, so naturally, it could be used.

He was unsure how to go about it, so he simply stopped using his Flow core's mana and cleared his throat before saying, "Break."

Just as his words resounded, nothing happened, leaving him standing with his hand stretched out like an idiot.

However, he did notice a small change: when he spoke, the Speech mana core slightly tingled, meaning the reaction was there—but something else was missing.

Continue your journey on empire

'But what?' Michael attempted to wrap his mind around this strange mana core of his, continuing to call out words.

"Shatter."

"Destroy..."

"...Please break?"

It didn't take long for him to give up, but just as he did, a certain childhood memory resurfaced.

He had once watched a movie about dragons, and in the movie, there were certain phrases the people used to control said dragons.

And there was one in particular he remembered very well:

"Ignis."

Just as the words left his mouth, his throat began feeling a bit hot but soon subsided.

However, as he thought it had malfunctioned, the wall before him suddenly turned to golden flames, burning away at the entire structure and stretching all across the room.

At the same time, it revealed the passage behind the hollow wall, and as he noticed the ceiling begin to cave in behind him, he swiftly ran inside.

Soon, the entire room collapsed, with dust and debris flying toward him that he swiftly blocked with a shield.

But he ignored it. Instead, a look of amazement was on his face—the new mana core he managed to use was quite literally draconic language.

Which also meant his words would influence the surroundings and everything else completely.

The only downside he could spot so far was the cost, as that single Ignis chant cost him 20% of his total mana for the second mana core.

However, from his mana purity as well as the rest of his buffs, the power was incredibly formidable.

There was also the luck of him having memorized the entire book of draconic chants back when he was in his cringy teen phase.

Nonetheless, he could finally put that dark part of history behind him, since, in the end, it came to be useful.

Do you want me to compile the chants for you based on your memory? the system questioned, and he simply nodded, proceeding inward wherever this hall would take him.

Very well. This might take a while because... you read a lot.

'...Go for it,' Michael shrugged, stopping the embarrassment from creeping in.

Unlike the previous hallway, which grew narrower with time, this one grew wider—ominously so.

After just a few minutes of walking, he finally stopped.

That was because he was inside a formation, similar to the one that used illusions to keep him inside.

'I really need to learn how to have Eyes of the Great Sage actually active, since so far, it doesn't look like a passive skill at all,' he complained, glancing around.

The ground below him was moving in the opposite direction he was walking, and with each step he took, it matched his pace.

Which, in the very end, was a very simple fix.

Michael had long ago stopped feeling the gravitational limitations that affected his wings; therefore, he flapped them once and hovered just a bit above the ground.

Immediately, light appeared ahead of him, and without hesitating further, he went toward it.

However, the sight that greeted him once he finally arrived was definitely not what he was expecting.

'What the...?'