Chapter 110This wasn't the norm
He opened his eyes, a smile appearing on his face.
"Learning a fifth-circle spell in three days, the progress is acceptable."
In terms of spells, his foundational knowledge was limited due to the few books he had read.
The content recorded in Morton's notes was of a rather advanced nature, obscure and profound, with many terms used out of personal habit, making it difficult to understand.
Brian's ability to learn the spells from the notes was entirely due to the Time Dragon's exceptional talent for knowledge.
Amos, who obtained Morton's notes, would find it difficult to convert the content into his own power without exceptional talent or a masterful teacher.
Luna's effort to exchange the notes for a Dragon Soul Stone, a painstaking effort for the descendants of an old friend, was likely to be in vain.
Feeling pleased, Brian decided to continue learning the Thunderstorm spell.
This was the first fifth-circle spell he had seen from the Two-headed Ogre, which had sparked his initial longing for the brilliance of spells.
The dark clouds with a radius of over a hundred meters, rolling and thundering with lightning, were still vividly remembered.
As a fifth-circle spell, the Thunderstorm spell from the Conjuration school was much simpler than the Magma Fireball from the Evocation school.
This wasn't the norm; it was actually because the spells developed by Morton were more complex than those of the same level.
To pursue ultimate power, these high-circle fireball spell variants contained far more Evocation runes than ordinary spells, making them among the most difficult to learn at the same level.
Since the foundational runes used by the Conjuration and Evocation schools were entirely different, like two different language systems, even though Brian had learned the more complex Magma Fireball, he couldn't master the Thunderstorm spell in one go.
As an Immortal Dragon, Brian had plenty of patience.
The one thing he had in abundance was time, and besides, his speed in mastering spells was already much faster compared to other Spellcasters.
Under the dark night sky, Brian focused intently on his tasks.
A day passed in the blink of an eye.
Brian could now inscribe over eighty percent of the Thunderstorm spell's Spell Models in one go, and it wouldn't be long before he succeeded.
Compared to the complex Magma Fireball, learning the Thunderstorm spell was indeed much simpler.
Meanwhile, a distant, clear, and almost sky-piercing wolf howl echoed, with a unique tone that resembled the howling of a fierce wind and the sweeping of a blizzard.
This was the howl of a Winter Wolf.
Upon hearing the Winter Wolf's howl, Brian lifted his head and sensed the draconic aura of his kin not far away.
What surprised him, however, was that it wasn't just the Winter Wolves who had come to Ice Cliff Territory.
The ferocious Frost Tiger, which had gone out hunting, had returned with them for some reason. Three Winter Wolves, the Frost Tiger, and two Dire Wolves were approaching the Ice Cliff Dragon's Lair together.
This was the first time the Winter Wolves had come to Ice Cliff Territory. Brian had only told them the location and let them find their way.
Stretching his somewhat stiff body, Brian stepped out of the Dragon's Lair and landed on the snow-covered ground.
It had been snowing lightly recently, accumulating a layer of pristine snow on the ground, reflecting a jade-like glow under the moonlight.
Two Dire Wolves, dragging sizable prey, slowly approached Brian under the lead of the Winter Wolves.
Stewart lowered his head and said in a low voice in Common Language, "The Wolfheart Clan is honored to present you with this prey."
Brian glanced over and found that they had brought quite a bit of prey, all powerful Magical Creatures as he had requested, not ordinary prey.
Nearby, the ferocious Frost Tiger curiously observed the Dire Wolves, pressing a paw on one of them.
The Dire Wolf, somewhat fearful, remained motionless.
The Frost Tiger, now twelve meters long, was even larger than Brian before his growth spurt, making a striking visual impact.
The Dire Wolves, only about six meters long and leaner in build, looked like toys next to the robust Frost Tiger.
Although Brian now had Winter Wolves, the Frost Tiger remained his top subordinate, with individual strength slightly surpassing that of the Winter Wolves.
It had also brought prey for Brian.
A large shark-crocodile with a metallic sheen on its body had its spine bitten through at the neck, still alive but completely immobilized.
Brian withdrew his gaze and looked at his strongest subordinates, asking, "What happened on your way to the territory? You all have injuries from the same kind of enemy."
The Winter Wolves, Dire Wolves, and Frost Tiger all bore injuries, mostly frostbite and lacerations, as if inflicted by the same foe.
