The natural empire of ocean dragons

Chapter 331: Weaving divinity or destiny divinity?

As soon as Attilan wrote this sentence, he felt a crazy suction coming from the scroll. His dragon body was like a bucket with holes in it, and the magic power poured into the scroll like a rushing river.

Attilan was shocked. How many levels of strength has Eveli improved in the Black Forest over the years? Just to meet her, does he need all his magic power to increase the success rate?

Frightened, Attilan quickly took out a bottle of potion that replenished magic power from his dimensional bag and drank it.

Another bottle...two bottles...potion bottles all over the floor.

"The magic supplement I originally prepared for Aodai Qisi and the others ended up being drank by me."

However, he looked at the writing on the scroll.

The writing turns to gold, which means that this thing will be successful.

The writing turns black, which means that the matter will fail.

Even without the effect of increasing the success rate, this scroll can be used as a divination prop.

But the handwriting written with energy is gone, what's going on?

He just invested so much magic power, so what does it mean?

Does he have more magic power?

Wait, is this the legendary special target that cannot be selected?

Hedwig called out twice and gave Attilan a tentative look.

If you have nothing to do, I'll leave first.

Hedwig spread her wings and tried to run.

Attilan said appropriately:

"Don't worry, now that you're here, try the Crescent Moon Spring's specialty Silver Moon Scale Fish before you leave."

Attilan waved his hand, and a large, slender fish with scales like a silver crescent wrapped in a ball of water flew to Hedwig.

Hedwig was greedy at the sight of it.

Following Attilan's messenger, how could she be such a simple character? This greedy girl grabbed the Silver Moon Scale Fish with her claws and ate it.

This silver-moon scale fish is indeed delicious in texture, and it also has a faint refreshing smell.

In this relatively hot desert, it is really delicious to eat such a fish.

"If you eat the fish, please deliver a letter for me."

Hedwig stiffened, she should have known that Attilan was suddenly so nice to her, would it be okay?

"Don't worry, just send it to the old naughty boy on the front line. At your current speed, it can be delivered in half a day."

The straight-line distance from Crescent Moon Spring to the front line is less than 500 kilometers. Hedwig can reach it in three or four hours by flying at a normal speed.

Attilan thought that Evely's problem should be discussed with the senior naughty boy.

The main thing is that we can't let the old naughty boy mess with his experiments on the front line. If he actually produces some kind of bad zerg monster, he will also be jointly and severally responsible.

"Eat more and don't be in a hurry."

After eating two silver moon scale fish that were nearly one meter long that Attilan caught with water balloons, Hedwig flapped her wings with satisfaction and flew towards the old naughty boy.

Finally landing at the destination, Hedwig gave the letter to the old naughty boy and comfortably enjoyed the sweet desert berries collected by the young druid.

After reading the letter, the old naughty boy's expression suddenly changed.

Teleporting to Crescent Moon Spring, Hedwig was stunned for a moment.

She hasn't gotten in the car yet!

I originally thought I would have a chance to take advantage of the old naughty boy's teleportation and save myself from flying 500 kilometers.

As a result, she missed the old naughty boy's teleportation just for this mouthful of berries.

Seeing that something was wrong with Hedwig's expression, the druid who had just graduated from school poured another large bowl for Hedwig from his rattan basket with a certain storage effect.

"I still have a lot here. Hedwig, please eat slowly. I'm just troubling you. Praise me more in front of the principal when you get back."

"I'm not greedy either. Just ask the principal to teach me the magic of making wind and rain."

Hedwig glanced at the giggling student.

Are you still calling the shots and not being greedy?

This silly boy, does he know how difficult it is to learn how to make wind and rain?

As Attilan's messenger and pet, Hedwig had the blood of the wind element, so she was naturally forced by Attilan to learn how to call the wind for a period of time.

If she learned how to do it, could she still be just a messenger delivering messages?

Of course, there is nothing wrong with being a messenger. I lie in the nest every day, eat and sleep. Isn’t it beautiful to sleep and eat?

What little green strips, jubei, golden eels, white cows, herrings, how could they be as smart as her!

Attilan really didn't notice Hedwig's little thoughts.

He knew Hedwig was smart, but he didn't think he knew Hedwig could be that smart.

Although Hedwig is said to be Attilan's messenger, she spent a lot of time with Hana. Hana's power influenced Hedwig, making her wisdom grow exponentially.

At the same time, Hedwig acquired from Attilan the taste for food, laziness, cheating, and slippery ways. These negative traits were amplified many times.

Attilan didn't care, as long as Hedwig didn't slack off when delivering the message.

Delivering letters is a matter of eating, and Hedwig also knows the importance of it.

After the old naughty boy received the letter, he first doubted whether Attilan was lying to him, but with such a ridiculous prop, Attilan's intelligence would make it impossible for him to tell such a lie.

Teleporting to Crescent Moon Spring with a serious look on his face, the old naughty boy asked eagerly:

"Are you telling the truth? Can a little girl like Eveli make such a prop?"

Attilan handed the scroll in his hand to the old naughty boy.

"Little girl, please call me Master Eveli from now on! There is no way we will have another school of destiny in the Nature Council in the future, and Eveli will be the first leader."

Taking the scroll, the old naughty boy opened it doubtfully.

"How do you use this thing?"

“Write down what you want to do successfully and it will draw out your magic and increase your chances of success.”

The old naughty boy glanced at Crescent Lake.

Write down, I want a silver moon scale fish to jump into my arms.

A large amount of magic power was extracted, and then turned into gold.

Then a silver moon scale fish really jumped out of the water and fell into the old naughty boy's open hands.

"It's really useful."

The old naughty boy estimated the magic power consumed.

"If I use magic power to catch fish in the water, the magic power consumed can catch three fish, but it requires high control of water elemental power and mental perception."

"On the contrary, this scroll only needs to invest magic power to make all your wishes come true. It does have a magical effect that affects your destiny."

The old naughty boy's face was full of shock and confusion.

"Is this thing really made by that young druid in Eveli?"

"if not?"

The old naughty boy was silent. He was over 400 years old, and he still claimed to be the greatest druid genius, but the props he created were placed in front of this scroll of destiny.

The effects are a bit too ordinary.

"How did she make it?"

"I also want to know this question. Starlight spiders have only been hatched a few years ago. How can the quality of the silk they spin reach the level of making such props?"

"The real reason must lie with Eveli, but I tried to use this prop to see her, but failed."

Attilan took the scroll, and he suddenly wanted to try the effect of failure.