Staring at the endless skies surrounding him, Amon finally realised what had happened!
Most likely, Helena had left with the old granny the previous night.
Based on his understanding of the old granny, he knew she wouldn’t do such a thing.
However, Helena, who always seed mysterious to him, definitely could!
At this thought, Amon’s heart imdiately filled with anger.
"Helena!" Amon called her na like a whisper.
He reined in his thoughts about her.
Now wasn’t the ti to think too deeply about why she would do that.
Over the past ten years, the only thing that had happened differently was that they had been attacked.
So he had a faint guess in his heart that it was the reason for her abrupt departure.
Still, having spent ten years together, they should have had so kind of relationship as friends, so her leaving him to sort out the danger on his own seed heartless.
’Unless she’s trying to hide sothing and benefit all by herself.’ Amon’s eyes flashed as he recalled the golden coin from before.
’Perhaps, that’s what she’s after. Wherever the old lady’s friend is!’
Widening his eyes in realisation, Amon paced for a bit before a thought crept into his mind.
Without hesitation, he put it into action, and images began to form in his mind.
[Detected a normal, golden teras coin. Do you wish to proceed with creation?]
[Please note that there is a unique aura in this creation, making it cost 5000 creation points.]
’5000?’ Amon’s heart skipped a beat in shock.
That was too exaggerated!
After his battle with the star beasts in the Behemoth Tower and the kill from the previous night, that was almost all the creation points he had!
[Creation points: 5434.]
Amon was saving it up for sothing big, but he felt that if he didn’t take advantage of this opportunity to leave this place, he would remain trapped.
He took light steps around the clouds, many thoughts surging into his mind like a tide.
’Damnation!’ Amon cursed and, with a lot of grievance and bitterness in his heart, chose to create the golden coin.
Imdiately, a bright glow surfaced, and an object appeared in Amon’s hand.
It felt a little cool and warm at the sa ti, the temperatures intersecting in his palm.
Holding it, Amon took a closer look and realised there was no difference between it and the coin the old lady had given him.
Suddenly, a dumbfounded look appeared on Amon’s face as he realised sothing.
’Wait... did I just use my... gift?’
He looked back at the golden coin in a daze, bewildered.
When he arrived here, he thought he had no access to his gift or primordial path.
But that... didn’t seem to be the case.
Amon sensed internally, following the route of the connection to his powers he could feel by being a ’sinner’.
The connection dragged him into a world of milky white lights.
Feeling incredulous, Amon noticed his cores neatly gathered; however, there was a form of restriction on them.
Still, one of them didn’t seem to have any restriction.
Taking a closer look at it, Amon noticed a snow-white figure pacing about, bending down and licking its paws, then sticking its tongue out and casually passing ti with a bored expression on its face.
’The primordial dragon!?’ Amon’s eyes widened once more.
And a guess surfaced in his heart.
Perhaps due to the primordial dragon, his gift wasn’t restricted, and the sa applied to the primordial core where the dragon resided.
Although he was shocked by the situation, Amon didn’t hesitate to call Aegon out.
’Aegon... I need your help...’
The mont he heard a voice in his head, Aegon’s cat ears perked up.
Glancing around, it followed the connection it had with Amon, and the next instant, it appeared back in the real world.
’Dad? What happened?’ the little cat called out in its childlike voice.
Sighing in relief, Amon noticed that a core had appeared in his abdon.
Although it was a single core, it was enough for him to use a few battle arts and even his other gifts.
With a small smile on his face, he turned to Aegon.
"You said you can transform into any animal, right?"
The little cat nodded its head, its eyes filled with excitent.
"Can you change to your real form?"
’My real form?’ Aegon’s voice was filled with confusion.
Rubbing his chin slightly, Amon thoughtfully replied, "Change and beco a dragon."
Aegon’s eyes lit up instantly as an image burned into his mind.
His eyes were imdiately filled with excitent, and without hesitation, he walked to the edge of the cliff...
As he reached it, he increased his pace, and before Amon could realise what the little guy was trying to do, he jumped off.
"Aegon!!" Amon shouted and rushed to the edge of the cliff, but a gust of wind blew him back, causing him to stagger a little.
A low rumble like thunder resounded, and Amon noticed a pitch-black creature materialising.
His eyes widened as he stared at the creature in front of him.
The little cat had changed drastically and wasn’t so little anymore.
Instead...
’The primordial dragon??’ Amon exclaid in his heart, noticing that the dragon didn’t seem much different from the primordial dragon.
There were only a few major differences.
For instance, Aegon wasn’t as large as the universe like the primordial dragon. Instead, he was only a few ters in size, almost reaching a quarter of the floating island.
And the dreadful pressure and aura that contained the vicissitudes of life had seemingly disappeared from Aegon’s body.
Flapping his wings, Aegon stirred up a gust of wind as he tried to stabilise himself in his dragon form.
’See... Dad, I really beca a dragon!’ Aegon chatted excitedly as he began perfecting the control of his wings.
Amon’s eyes were filled with praise as he stared at Aegon.
"Can you fly?" he asked curiously.
Imdiately, Aegon turned to look at him with his golden eyes before slowly nodding his massive head.
’I can try.’
After saying this, he flapped his wings while trying to move, when suddenly he...
...plumted.
Stunned, Aegon hastily stopped the process and took a short while before returning to the skies.
Amon stared at Aegon with a speechless expression and mused thoughtfully.
’It seems he still needs so practice before he can fly...’
The reason Amon asked Aegon whether he could fly was because he knew that with Aegon’s massive weight, flying would be a little difficult at first.
It seed his worries weren’t unfounded.
Staring at Aegon, Amon said calmly.
"Co, we’ll spend the next few days learning how to fly."
Aegon nodded and waited for Amon to start teaching him.
Also ignorant of what to do, Amon could only give so orders based on the mories of his past life.
At the sa ti, Amon also thought of a template for the seventh gift he would create.
Using the gift, he could track Helena without much struggle.
...
In this manner, a week went by in a flash...
After a gruelling week of training, the dragon finally learnt how to fly.
In the anti, Amon also trained his physical body while minimising his use of primordial energy, choosing to heal himself with his healing gift instead.
Standing at the edge of the cloudy cliff, Amon briefly glanced back, then without hesitation, turned around and... jumped!
Spreading his arms apart without much care for his life, Amon fell freely from the clouds, when a figure swooped in imdiately and caught him on its rough scales.
Amon’s eyes were filled with confidence and excitent.
Finally, he was riding a dragon!
’Helena... I’m coming for you...’
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A/N: This Chapter is dedicated to Night_Crawler. Thank you for the massive support! Your motivation keeps the novel alive.
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