Chapter 919 914 I Have Seen Far More Geniuses than You.

"Are you Fagutar?" The young man shook the challenge certificate obtained from the Dawn Guidance Doll. "Yesterday, a seventh-level magician could challenge without any threshold, but today you need to redeem points... You also have something hidden in your body. A certificate for direct promotion, right?”

"Speaking of which... your name seems to be exactly the same as the giant dragon that occupied the territory of the Theocracy in history. How come, a half-dragon also wants to become a real dragon?"

Fagutar, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and drinking by himself, raised his eyes. In his long life, he had seen too many arrogant and rude people, so he tolerated this guy who styled his hair like a chicken coop. Very high

"I am originally a dragon." Fagutar responded lightly.

"Okay, okay, whether you are a dragon or a giant dragon... you have to hand over your certificate today!"

At this time, Fagutar truly understood that the arrogance of fifth- and sixth-level magicians was not a stereotype, but the reality.

He has a position that is neither high nor low, a way of looking higher than the top, a character that hates people and dogs, and a self-confidence that does not know whether the sky is high or high, but firmly believes that he is outstanding.

"Name." Fagutar asked as usual.

"Fitznick, Fitznick Vera." The young man announced proudly, as if this was a name destined to be remembered.

It fits the stereotype again... To have such a complete name shows that his family has a complete inheritance that has lasted for many years, which is completely different from those who have low cultural literacy and whose names are pieced together based on what they see.

Fagutar is indifferent to this. There is no magic family in his eyes. As a dragon in the past, Mera is one of the three most powerful creatures that has ever appeared. The magic family is just the flame he spits casually when he destroys the country. It spread, leaving behind broken walls and scorched corpses on the ground... If they liked burials, he wouldn't mind opening a crack.

Dragons rarely come into contact with the world. Fagutar's understanding of Mela's magic progress basically comes from the "raindrops" that hit themselves when they held high the banner of slaying the dragon or "exploding the dragon".

Although New Green and Turbid Nightmare helped him understand the strength of magicians other than Dawn, in actual combat, he decided to let Fitznick, the upstart mage, take the first shot.

Unexpectedly, the other party used magic related to earth. Under his control, the hard and thick earth surged like waves. Fagutar was like stepping on a small boat swept by the waves, shaking continuously. .

"It's not over yet, give me shape!"

The soft soil was kneaded by invisible giant hands, and a monster that looked like an ant was formed. It submerged under the soil the moment it appeared, lurking directly under Fagutar. It only waited for an order to kill Fagutar. Gutar was dragged under the "vast ocean".

"Is it just like this?" Fagutar sighed and flicked his tail in disappointment.

The moment the ridiculous Siren's tail hit the ground, the magic power that caused the soil to move like ooze collapsed. The lurking ants were squeezed by the thick soil as soon as they got the master's order to rush forward.

Fagutar ignored Fitznick's stunned expression and swung his tail again. This time, the ground was full of cracks. Fitznick lowered his head and looked down. The shaping ants he controlled had been embedded in the wall. Unable to move, the falling sand and gravel are turning into ants, burrowing into the body along the gaps between its armor and biting.

"Shaping is such a waste of magic power and does not improve combat power. Why are you so obsessed with it... If you want to be a summoner, go for it. If you want to be an elemental mage, give priority to improving elemental affinity. If you don't go above and below, it makes people laugh. .”

The earth closed together and the ants shattered.

Fitznick was in a trance and sweating profusely. The plastic monster was split by magic power. After defeat, the magic power should be easily absorbed by the user for recovery, but Fagutar easily blocked it with his most familiar earth magic. The magic power makes it sleep underground forever.

"You lose, leave."

"Who said that? I haven't..."

"boom!"

Behind Fagutar, magic power gathered, and a thick mud-yellow halo shone. At this moment, Fitznick seemed to see a sky full of yellow sand, coming in like a sky-blocking sun...

It's just magic power, without condensing it into any kind of magic, their resonance has already revealed the scene after casting the spell.

Although he has changed his body, it does not mean that Fagutar has become weaker. He is still the dragon that Sayer can talk to calmly.

Fitznick gritted his teeth. Although the terrifying scene of being buried in the sky of yellow sand kept popping up in his mind, he still bit the bullet and criticized: "Yesterday, the witch could continue to challenge, why can't I!"

"I am clearly the first person to save 100 points to get the chance to challenge. Doesn't this prove something?"

"That witch was given a promotion spot simply because her potential and quality were valued... Can't you see something from me!"

"What did you see?" Fagutar crossed his arms and asked.

"Talent." Fitznick smiled confidently, "Since you are also proficient in earth-attribute magic, you should have discovered that, except for the 'shaping magic' you pointed out as a waste of magic power, my spellcasting is perfect, and... this is My own magic!"

Fagutar was silent.

After a while, he said in a voice that could not detect any emotion: "You know, Pauline Melias?"

Fitznick was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a strange expression: "It's... Melias II."

Melias II launched the first great expedition in the history of the Great Owl, defeating the giant dragon in the misty valley north of present-day Sligo, expanding the territory to the north, and establishing the second generation of Melias overlord. Reality.

As the pioneer of Melias's hegemony, he fought in the north and south throughout his life. He was deeply trapped in the enemy's lines more than ten times, and all his personal guards were wiped out. He defeated the enemy and beheaded generals by himself.

Giant dragons, dominant vampires, werewolves, elves, sea monsters, giants who tried to occupy the three frost and snow islands...all races in Mera became defeated by the giant owl during the two decades when he was at his craziest.

However, Melias never completely occupied the southernmost part of Solon and the central and southern part of the Theocracy during his lifetime.

It is here that Fagutar sleeps.

The continuous mountains blocked Melias's conquest front, and the inability to cross directly aggravated the loss of materials, forcing the most outstanding emperor and magician before Sayer became famous in Mela to give up his great cause.

Bolion awakened Fagutar alone. He hoped to explain that he was not a stupid person who conspired against the dragon in the past, but Fagutar was not willing to believe it.

"How do you compare to Bolion?" Fagutar asked.

Facing a monster emperor who had great military exploits and was famous in history, Fitznick only hesitated for a few seconds and then said proudly: "I may not be as prominent as him in that era."

Fagutar smiled and asked: "What about you, Bisayel?"

"Since there are people in this era who can reach the ninth level, is it really difficult to surpass Sayer?" Fitznick answered immediately.

Lu Yu and the others still thought too conservatively. After the magic wave infiltrated again, the new generation who had been promoted no longer aimed to rival Sayer. Everyone believed that they were as talented as Sayer, and they were destined to be Cross the ninth-level chasm and take the lead in exploring the secrets above the level.

Thinking of this, Fagutar issued an eviction order.

"You don't believe that I can surpass Sayer?" Fitznick said angrily, "I didn't expect that the Dawn Territory would be so venerable to the ancient times. How much of the magic from Sayer's era can still be used today? The improved things have already been thrown into the trash can!"

"Psychic magic."

Fitznick was startled.

Fagutar sneered: "To this day, the spiritual magic school is still lying in the aftermath of Sayer and is complacent."

"Besides that!" Fitznick was unwilling to give up this opportunity.

The promotion condition for this sixth-level trial is to obtain points. Dawn Leader has placed a large number of dolls in the trial mountains. Points can be obtained by completing the doll's commission. The top three with points will advance.

Trialists who feel they are unable to compete accumulate points just to reach the threshold in exchange for high-level potions - the guidance doll clearly points out that all high-end potions are produced by the hands of the ninth level of Chenxi, which makes countless people flock to it.

As the leader, Fitznick got a hundred points by eliminating other contestants as quickly as possible, and now he spent a lot of time challenging Fagutar... If the bamboo basket is empty, return to the trial venue, The difficulty of his promotion will increase exponentially!

"Besides... you also said that the examiner will also look at the challenger's character when deciding whether to grant a promotion certificate. I think your character is also not good."

"you!"

Fagutar interrupted Fitznick.

"My life has been longer than you think, and I have seen far more geniuses than you can imagine."

"Strong as Pauline, he also humbled himself to me as a younger generation; the great Sayer has never been arrogant; the legendary elf Vanessa you have never known is as gentle as water; even the snow monster, his arrogance and Indifference is only reflected in the most paranoid side. In daily life, he never disdains to show off his force, but will silently pile up a white gauze for children who are eager to play in the snow. Although Meera's youngest ninth level claims to be a genius, he always learns humbly. , never arrogant; it only took less than seven years to become an eighth-level glutton. You are the pioneer of summoning, but you are willing to be ordinary and restrain your sharpness."

"Young magician, your pride and sharpness are really ridiculous... You are confident that you are unique, but in my eyes, you are no different from the arrogant maniacs I have witnessed for thousands of years, and these people eventually became Nothing gets accomplished.”

Being reduced to the dirt, Fitznick's face turned red.

"How about a lifespan of thousands of years...a half-dragon is worthy of that?"

"I am a dragon." Fagutar emphasized, "A giant dragon."

"Then where is your body!"

"To save Meera, cease to exist."

The venue was noisy.

Fitznick's challenge to Fagutar was also captured and projected by the puppet, and their dialogue was also included.

At first, people laughed when they heard Fagutar emphasize his identity as a "dragon". Until he said "Save Meira", the leader of the oldest half-dragon tribe in Meira suddenly trembled all over.

According to the oral tradition of the tribe, the disaster ended with Fagutar's hard collision.

It was his desperate efforts to sink the giant and the butterfly into the sea one after another that finally gave Meira a break from the magic wave and opened up a glorious era.

Since then, there has been no news from Fagutar. The remaining dragons and dragonborn in Mera all thought he was dead. With the Dragon Slaying Celebration held in Sligo, under conspiracy and calculation, those who knew about Fagutar's feat were Dragons and dragonborn died one after another, and now the great story of the end of the Infestation has become a vague and distant memory.

The dragonborn found Xiao Niba, who was in charge of the order of the venue, and begged to meet with Fagutar... Even though it might be a lie, they still hoped.

Since Fagutar's departure, Mera's dragonborn have struggled.

The first generation overlord of Mera, after the gradual decline of resistance to the influence, can no longer be called a big clan.

If Noel hadn't come to power and Sligo had stopped the dragon-slaying celebration after the magic wave began, and gradually relaxed restrictions and readmitted dragon people, their situation would have been even more difficult.

If Fagutar returns to Mera...the dragon will regain its glory and become the overlord, no longer an unattainable dream.

The request was reported to Lu Yu.

"I guess these dragonborn are so excited because they hope to dominate Mera again." Tanya said bluntly, while squinting at Noel.

"Hey, hey, hey, although we organized the dragon-slaying celebration, everyone has a share. Do you want me to publish the minutes of the celebration? My ancestors still have some photo scrolls." Noel defended, "Besides, I have abolished the celebration and revised the code. Now it's time to focus on this... No wonder Lulu dislikes you."

"Noel, what did you say!"

"Wow, I'm just stating the facts like you, are you so excited?" Noel shrank his head. He obviously didn't expect that these words would make Tanya jump.

The effect is so good?

We can talk more about it later.

"You guys make me very unconvinced that Meila can maintain the status quo peacefully after leaving." Lu Yu covered his forehead.

"Then what are you going to do?" Tanya restrained her temper, "Fagutar has already claimed that he is the legendary dragon."

"Let them meet. Among all of you here, is there anyone who divides races into three, six or nine grades like Dwek?" Lu Yu said, "Actually, if Emperor Polion of Melias is still alive, I'm afraid You will be pleased with the current situation... After all, he was the first to propose the concept of racial integration and harmonious coexistence. Unfortunately, he was already old at that time and could not personally take charge of the reform, which became a huge hidden danger that led to the demise of Melias."

"Times have changed... In the future, the so-called era of overlords may be gone forever. They hope that Fagutar will stand up for them, which is just wishful thinking. Fagutar used to live alone. Dragons and dragons have trouble getting along.”

Fagutar didn't know what happened off the court. Faced with Fitznick's stubborn words, he chose the quickest solution.

A palm made of condensed earth slapped violently, and Fitznick instantly transformed into a top and flew out.

"You should thank me for losing the dragon body, otherwise, you would be dead."