Afterwards, the freshmen arrived at the last stop of the tour, the North Observation Tower.
We passed through the mountain road, rising up against the wind and snow. The air became colder and colder, and a light layer of mist covered the car windows.
A small finger stretched out from the sleeve and drew a small sun on the mist-covered glass, with a smiling face in the middle of the sun.
Loran Hill looked at the figure by the window and smiled.
"It's a nice painting."
The figure turned around in surprise, and used his body to cover his eyes a little embarrassedly.
"Sorry, it's just a random doodle. It's a bad habit I developed in the past."
"Not bad, it's pretty good."
"It's nothing. Actually, I really can't draw." Niya shook her head. As a resident of the grassland, the most important thing is to support herself and her tribe. Anything else is just a waste of time.
"You look very skilled at drawing, it seems pretty good."
"Ah, that's probably a habit I developed when I was a child." Niya said a little embarrassedly.
"Because I live in the north, the winters are very long and cold, so I always like the weather to be clear and sunny."
"When I was very young, an uncle joked that if I drew a sun, the sun would come out. I was quite silly at the time, but I really believed it and drew a lot. Even after I learned the truth, I couldn't change the habit of drawing the sun."
"Later, when I was practicing the Transcendent Sequence, I chose something related to fire for the same reason, hoping to bring a little warmth to everyone."
"Of course, Niya, if it's you, I believe you can do it."
Loran Hill looked at the usually timid and shy girl and spoke with support and encouragement.
"Thank you, Loran." Niya felt a little warm in her heart. It was the first time she was encouraged by someone.
As the magic motorcycle rose higher and higher, the world behind it became smaller and smaller. Finally, when the motorcycle passed a big bend, the scenery of Emenas appeared in front of everyone again, but this time it was completely different from before.
Sparse white clouds slowly rolled under the sky. Looking through the clouds, below was a beautiful and magnificent canyon and mountain range. A huge and broad river meandered from the distance, with the surging river water stretching endlessly. To the north of the river was a scenic campus. Neatly arranged squares, gardens, buildings, and roads were laid out on the land. Streets with blooming green buds and flowers were all over the campus. Occasionally, figures smaller than ants could be seen walking through it.
“It’s so beautiful…”
Several students couldn't help but sigh in agreement. Meanwhile, the magic motorcycle slowly reached its destination. The snow-capped summit tower began to appear before everyone's eyes.
"It's so cold."
"I should have worn more clothes."
"Didn't the teacher say yesterday that it's very cold here?"
After Loran Hill and the others got off the bus, gusts of cold winter wind blew on their faces and sides, quickly taking away the heat. Although it was spring with a suitable climate at the foot of the mountain, it seemed to be still winter here, and even many senior students were wearing thick robes.
"I finally understand why magic students like to wear wizard robes. It turns out it's because it's cold."
"Then why don't the Dragon Order wear it? Aren't they all here?"
"Maybe the extraordinary people in the Dragon Sequence are all very strong." A classmate guessed in a low voice.
"Niya Niya." Aliena stomped her feet and trotted over.
"Varied--"
Before Nia could say anything, a pair of cold hands pressed against her face, startling her completely.
"Hehe, what do you think?" Alena laughed mischievously.
Niya's little face flushed slightly. She took her hands away from her face and then put her hands directly into Alena's neck, stimulating her to scream.
"Woohoo, Niya, please let me go. I was wrong." After saying that, the two of them jogged and chased each other in the open space for a while.
Looking at this scene, Loran Hill just found it funny. At this moment, she suddenly turned around and looked at the sneaky figure behind her.
"Letitus, what do you want?"
"Oh, nothing, Loran, I just came over to meet you." Lettice seemed to be avoiding the topic.
"ah......."
Loran Hill took the initiative and pinched Letis's face with her hands. She was probably the only one who lived up to Letis's status as a wealthy lady.
"Loran, you!" Lettice was angry and stretched out her hand. The two of them started to fight each other in the open space.
After the freshmen got off the bus, they waited for a while in the open space for the later students before entering the academy on the top of the mountain together.
Walking on the plank road between the high towers, there is a deep abyss under your feet. The cold wind blowing in your ears makes a whistling sound that keeps echoing between the mountain peaks. There are still a lot of ice chips left on the cold iron chains. If you hold them for a long time, your hands will even stick to the stone pillars. Although the guardrails are well protected, some students are still frightened and even speak in a much lower voice.
"Look over there!"
A student shouted, and then everyone turned their attention. Two huge figures were chasing each other in the distant sky and valley. They were further north of the academy, where there was a desolate ice mountain range.
roar--
A distant dragon roar came from the clouds. Two giant dragons were fighting in the air, one white and one black. The white dragon was elegant, with a long neck, flapping its wings, and spewing extremely cold breath from its mouth, freezing the mountain where the black dragon had escaped into ice. After a while, even though they were thousands of meters away, the freshmen on the iron chain plank road could still feel the ice chips brought by the north wind, freezing the students shivering. They only felt better after a teacher held up a shield to block the cold wind.
Then the black dragon in the distance swooped down from the sky and crashed the white dragon directly into the mountain wall. The two giant dragons rolled down from the mountain peak fighting, bringing up countless snowflakes, until they finally landed in the valley, setting off a wave of snow.
Crimson flames spurted out of the black dragon's mouth, forming a thick straight line that burned the white dragon's wings. The white dragon flapped its wings, not to be outdone, and faced the black dragon with its silvery-white breath of ice. The extreme flames and ice were at a stalemate for a while, and the rising heat and white mist distorted its vision.
"So powerful." The violent fluctuations of magic power could be clearly sensed even from such a distance.
"Is that the giant dragon trained by the academy? It's so powerful, so powerful, so powerful." The freshman shouted loudly, unable to find any words to describe it, unable to suppress the excitement in his heart.
"Not really." The teacher put away the air shield, turned around, looked at the group of excited students and spoke.
"Those are your seniors from the Dragon Sequence."
Then a violent explosion was heard from afar, and the two giant dragons disappeared. After the dust settled, only two blurry figures in the wind and snow were seen standing opposite each other in the distance, floating in the air, and the dragon's roar still echoed among the mountains.
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