In the Alpha Alphatia Empire, on Satellite World Seven, the Isaac Academy was not spared from the massive internecine wars sweeping across the main planet and its moons. Like many other magic academies, whether they wanted to or not, they were dragged into the conflict.
Buzzing intensely, the air vibrated non-stop.
From the heights of Isaac Academy, one could see a ring-shaped shockwave rapidly approaching.
Endless dust, trees broken into pieces, and countless rocks the size of human heads—all manner of debris was swept up by the shockwave, like a giant wave rising from the flat ground, bearing down with terrifying force.
The target was Isaac Academy.
This spell, conjured by the casters of the Academy of the Glory of the Sky, was launched with hatred and anger toward the Blazing Flame Dominance Magic Academy.
At the same time.
Amid the ear-piercing howl of the hurricane, a dragon clad in iridescent scales suddenly appeared above the academy.
Looking towards the storm shockwave, particles of light burst from Isaac's body and in an instant transformed into a dreamlike rainbow river, shielding the magic academy behind him.
The hurricane struck but was completely repelled by the rainbow light wall.
At that moment, Isaac looked down at the furious academy below and roared, "Fellow worshippers of fire, the decrepit wind mages are now stirring up rebellion throughout the empire, launching various attacks and disturbing the order of our Alpha Alphatia Empire."
"As citizens of the Alpha Alphatia Empire, under the empire's glorious light, as the empire's orthodoxy, what should we do!"
Isaac didn't have much affection for the magic academy.
After all, his purpose in coming here as the dean was to secretly create conflicts within the Alpha Alphatia Empire.
Now, his goal was almost achieved.
His current indignant attitude was merely fueling the fire, pouring oil on it.
Under the true dragon dean's roar, flames ignited within the academy, and the enshrouded casters roared back, "We, the orthodox of the empire, shall purify these rebels with flame!"
The fiery and radical fire mages were easily ignited.
Seeing the fire mages' emotions ignited, Isaac showed a satisfied expression.
The dragon extended a claw, pointing in a direction, and declared, "The wind mage rebels attacking us are over there."
"Go."
"Go and exterminate them."
"Do not fear death!"
"The empire will honor you, surrounded by songs of praise and flowers, Emperor Alphax himself will personally console your spirits!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Streaks of firelight blossomed across the sky as the fire mages, powered by the energy of fire elements, charged fiercely towards the approaching wind mages.
At that time.
Within the Alpha Alphatia Empire, the internal conflict between the wind and fire mages, named as such, had in reality escalated into a war. Though they were citizens of the same empire, spoke the same language, and shared the same blood, they now saw each other as mortal enemies, with only bloodshed and death offering release.
After inciting the academy's fire mages to meet their foes.
Isaac's body flickered and vanished in a puff of smoke, not joining his students in attacking the wind mages.
Meanwhile, inside Isaac Academy's library.
The library, usually bustling with spellcasters coming and going at all hours, was now empty except for Garon, who sat by the window quietly reading a book.
Closing the book that chronicled the history of the Alpha Alphatia Empire, Garon turned his gaze towards the library's exterior.
His vision pierced through numerous spaces, directly reaching the dense forest surrounding Isaac Academy.
Within his view, the fierce wind and the raging fire intertwined ceaselessly, the ground turning to magma-like substance under the fire, then swept up by the hurricane into a rain of molten rock, ancient trees either shredded by wind blades or reduced to ashes under the fierce flames.
Not only Isaac Academy.
From space, looking down on Satellite World Seven, one could see every inch of this planet bearing the scars of wind and fire conflict, the whole world seemingly split into two colors, all other colors dimmed, leaving only the green of wind and the red of fire.
And this situation was not limited to Satellite World Seven.
Expanding the view.
The main planet of the Alpha Alphatia Empire, as well as its other seventeen satellite worlds, and even between cosmic systems, were all sinking continuously into a vortex of wind and fire, countless buildings turning to ash, continents shattered, with countless spellcasters dying in this conflict every moment.
"Who would have thought before this that a neutral academic debate could push such a super magical empire like Alpha Alphatia into the abyss of doom?"
"The unpredictable fall of a glorious empire is indeed uniquely charming."
Turning
his head, Isaac, transformed into a well-dressed handsome man, sat opposite Garon, leisurely watching the apocalyptic conflict between wind and fire.
At the same time.
Boom!
A deafening explosion erupted.
In the nearby combat conflict, the strong ones from the wind academies acted, dragging down meteors with the wind, crashing into the earth.
Under the violent impacts, the ground surged like the sea, lifting billions of tons of earth and trees, mountains collapsed, rivers evaporated, and dense forests were shredded, the blinding explosion of light shooting into the skies.
"The decision of Emperor Alphax during the academic debate was the fuse."
"During the period of large-scale competitions between the magic academies, the conflict between wind and fire had already intensified, just suppressed within the hearts of the spellcasters, restrained and unexpressed."
"When the fuse was lit, this war erupted uncontrollably like a volcanic explosion."
Calmly observing this apocalyptic scene, Garon spoke quietly.
The most crucial point was still Emperor Alphax's decision, which completely unleashed the wind mages, and the ensuing chain reaction led to the current situation.
Before this, Emperor Alphax had always been regarded as a wise ruler.
This emperor had courage, ambition, and execution ability, but he underestimated the gods and was influenced by the Saint of Blazing Flames, his originally wise thoughts becoming irritable, angry, and suspicious.
At the same time.
A powerful demi-god presence suddenly burst forth.
In the airspace of Satellite World Seven, a tower floating among the flowing clouds and wind flashed with blinding light, from which an elderly man with a spirited gaze slowly emerged.
His lips moved, murmuring a spell.
Within the atmosphere, endless wind coalesced into sharp spears of wind, then fell like a torrential rainstorm, targeting all the fire mages within the spell's area.
The demi-god wind mage, unable to restrain himself, entered the battlefield.
After the demi-god wind mage took action, the situation immediately reversed.
In many areas of Satellite World Seven, the fire mages, caught off guard, suffered heavily under the relentless assault of wind spears, giving the wind mages a chance to pursue and attack.
This was Boswell, the demi-god wind mage and dean of the Sky Academy on Satellite World Seven.
Supported by the wind currents, Boswell floated thousands of meters in the air, overlooking the land, his gaze finally settling on Isaac Academy.
"Isaac."
"Show yourself, let's see whether your emergent fire magic is stronger, or my wind prevails."
The demi-god wind mage spoke solemnly.
His will moved with the wind, reaching Isaac's ears, and also captured by Garon.
He did not challenge Camos because Camos was not on Satellite World Seven at this time. This Saint of Blazing Flames remained on the main planet, waiting for an opportunity to free the imprisoned saint from the imperial Flame Tower.
Saints are precious creations to their divine patrons, not disposable items that can be easily expended.
If a saint dies, the loss to the divine patron is tremendous.
Before Isaac could respond, the demi-god wind mage merged into the wind, seemingly becoming a part of the wind elemental energy.
The next second.
Above Isaac Academy, the wind howled and gathered, taking the form of this wind mage.
The wind mage's gaze was piercing, cutting through the library's barriers and directly seeing Isaac and Garon seated opposite each other.
Upon seeing Garon, the demi-god wind mage, who had briefly interacted with Garon before, narrowed his eyes and said solemnly, "Lord Garon, you are not a citizen of Alpha Alphatia."
"This conflict between wind and fire does not concern you; it is an internal dispute of the empire, please do not get involved mistakenly."
Garon, in his silver dragonet form, shrugged and said, "See, I'm just an innocent and harmless dragonet, carry on as you were."
"Isaac, this isn't aimed at you."
"But this time, a true outcome must be determined between wind and fire, even if it means overturning the empire."
The demi-god wind mage spoke sternly, fixing his gaze on Isaac.
Hearing this, Isaac was nonchalant and joked, "Then you've found the wrong dragon. Although I'm the dean of the Blazing Flame Dominance Academy, deep down, I long for the Glory of the Sky Academy. I know a bit of both wind and fire magic."
The other party was unmoved.
"Do true dragons really have such poor memory? Have you already forgotten how you just incited your students to fight against the wind mages?"
After a scoff, the demi-god wind mage, without further ado, began constructing a spell, summoning a ground-breaking, sky-reaching terrifying storm that swept towards the library where Isaac and Garon were.
The previously bright sky suddenly turned gloomy.
Dark clouds covered the sky, and the wind howled.
Combined with the other battlefields' relentless flames and hurricanes, it seemed as if the apocalypse had arrived.
"Lord Garon, please distance yourself from the battlefield."
While casting, the opponent did not forget to remind Garon.
Isaac had no intention of fighting the other party. Now, the legendary dragons could fully adopt the roles of observers and recorders, quietly watching the glorious empire step by step into the abyss without needing to secretly manipulate events to push things along.
So.
Before the approaching storm, Isaac's eyes shifted, and he suddenly shouted, "Wait, wait, I, Isaac, now renounce my citizenship of Alpha Alphatia, relinquish my position as dean of the Blazing Flame Dominance Magic Academy."
"This internal conflict between wind and fire, from this moment on, has nothing to do with me."
Hearing Isaac's words, the demi-god wind mage paused slightly.
Seeing that Isaac's expression was serious rather than flippant, he glanced at Garon and then seemed thoughtful.
"Understood."
"Remember your current status."
"Since you are no longer a citizen of Alpha Alphatia, do not interfere in the empire's internal conflicts again."
After saying this, the wind mage dispersed the sky-covering storm and then began mercilessly employing large-scale wind magic against the fire mages on Satellite World Seven.
After the demi-god wind mage joined the battlefield.
The situation on Satellite World Seven quickly became definitive, with the wind mages gaining an absolute advantage.
In fact, even before the demi-god wind mage joined, the wind mages were already at an advantage, whether among ordinary spellcasters or among those at higher or legendary levels, the quantity and quality of wind mages surpassed those of fire mages.
After all, fire magic was a newly emergent path, developed only a few centuries ago.
Whereas wind magic has a long and ancient heritage, as historical and profound as the Alpha Alphatia Empire itself, and is very adept at resonant casting. Multiple casters using resonant casting can deploy terrifyingly massive spells more efficiently and with less cost.
In previous minor skirmishes, the fire mages had not realized the strength of wind magic.
When the internal fighting escalated to the current level of catastrophic war, whether on the main planet or the satellite worlds, the fire mages, already at a disadvantage, began to gradually realize which of the two paths, wind or fire, was stronger or weaker.
Essentially, they might be the same, and it's uncertain what the future holds if both sides develop normally.
But at this moment.
The more ancient wind magic was clearly stronger than fire magic.
Back to the main topic.
Isaac watched the departing demi-god wind mage and scratched his head, puzzled, "What did he understand? Why did he so easily believe what I said?"
Garon thought for a moment and mused, "Perhaps he thought you wanted to join me, a fellow from the same species, as a planar traveler."
"And since you're not human, even if you joined Alpha Alphatia midway, your thought processes wouldn't be the same as those born and raised there. It's only natural to not want to get involved in muddy waters during such a sensitive period."
At that moment, meteors from outer space, drawn by the wind mages' resonant attraction, were hurled towards Isaac Academy on Satellite World Seven.
Garon and Isaac looked up.
In their view, countless meteors of various sizes, rubbing against the atmosphere, trailed long tails of fire, crashing down with a pressure that seemed capable of destroying the heavens and the earth. Isaac Academy was also the target of several meteors.
"Let's go, the civil war has now fully erupted. Compared to this, the situation on the satellite worlds definitely isn't as intense as on the main planet. Let's head to the main planet and take a look."
Isaac said, excitement evident on his face.
Just the thought of witnessing the downfall of this super magical empire made him feel so thrilled that his scales nearly curled up and his tail stood on end.
"Wait."
Whoosh!
Rolling waves of temporal power gathered.
In an instant, Garon entered his giant god form, his dragon wings flapping, directly smashing a meteor heading for the library into countless smaller rocks that traced arcs through the air and landed elsewhere, making thunderous noises.
While defending against the meteors.
Garon constructed a portal to a pocket dimension, emitting a massive suction force, continuously pulling books from inside the library into it.
"These pieces of knowledge are faultless; they shouldn't perish along with the Alpha Alphatia Empire."
Garon said.
Isaac looked towards the main planet and said to Garon, "The imperial library on the main planet contains almost all the secret books on wind and fire magic of the Alpha Alphatia Empire. If you want, there's no
rush to search in the satellite worlds."
Before long.
The silhouettes of two giant dragons crossed the heavens, sweeping past lands rife with wind and fire, arriving at the location of the long-distance space teleportation array leading to the main planet.
Garon and Isaac halted.
Before their eyes lay a series of collapsed mountains, where could one see any trace of the teleportation array?
The star bridges between the main planet and the satellite worlds had been destroyed.
At the start of the war, the more meticulous and rational wind mages decided to cut off Emperor Alphax's support from the satellite worlds, aiming to take down each satellite world first, then encircle the main planet, completely annihilate the fire mages, and execute the foolish emperor who had triggered the empire's disaster.
Yes.
The internal strife of the Alpha Alphatia Empire, this big black pot, was placed on Emperor Alphax's head.
Perhaps, future historians, with sufficient data and overviewing historical records, might have the opportunity to discover the traces of the true dragons who proposed insidious suggestions in the supreme council, as well as the presence of the Saint of Blazing Flames.
But for now.
All the pain, bloodshed, and death... all the sins and mistakes, were attributed to Emperor Alphax.
His decisions and the laws he signed directly ignited the war of doom.
"Let's just teleport there directly."
The distance between the main planet and the satellites is vast, and such teleportation is costly, but now that the star bridges are destroyed and long-distance teleportation arrays can't be used, there's no other choice.
At that moment.
Garon remembered the catalytic effect of power energy on his temporal power, then his eyes shifted slightly, and he said to Isaac, "I'll construct the teleportation spell, and you use the light power to assist me, let's try it."
Isaac didn't ask why and nodded.
Garon took a deep breath, then, using the River of Time as a medium and the imperial capital on the main planet as an anchor, performed a temporal teleportation spell, including Isaac in its scope.
In an instant.
Ripples appeared on the River of Time.
Isaac also looked curious, carefully feeling the intangible River of Time surrounding them.
At Garon's reminder, he released a kind of iridescent, dreamlike light, merging into the River of Time and, like the previous operation affecting the River of Time, accelerated its flow.
In an instant.
A sense of unity of thought emerged.
"Indeed, just like with the power dragon, the temporal power and the god-like power of the rainbow dragon can also produce a marvelous reaction."
Garon thought silently.
"Hm?"
"Power dragon? Have you seen a power dragon before?"
Isaac directly sensed Garon's thoughts and asked.
At that moment, he realized he had entered a unique state of unified thought with Garon.
"How did you do that? Amazing."
The rainbow dragon looked astonished.
"Don't resist, just cooperate with my will."
In this regard, Garon had experience.
He rode the now more intensely catalyzed River of Time, raising waves that enveloped and submerged both his and Isaac's bodies.
Just a moment.
Not even a second had passed.
Through the omnipresent River of Time, the figures of Garon and Isaac materialized in the sky above Dawn Island on the imperial main planet.
Such long-distance teleportation, especially carrying a demi-god true dragon, would have been costly, but with Isaac's assistance, Garon's temporal power consumed only a trivial amount.
"If."
"If the Time Dragon, Rainbow Dragon, and Power Dragon simultaneously exert their god-like powers, what kind of effect would that produce?"
Garon looked up, gazing at the satellites in the sky that seemed to be burning and tottering, and thought silently to himself.
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