Shirakawa chanted the incantation, and when he stretched out his hand, the magic net energy seemed to be bound by his incantation, and began to change in nature driven by a strange force.

His fingers swiped in the air, and the magic was no longer nonexistent and transparent, but drifted along the movements of his body—pushed or pulled, Shirakawa knew what he had to do in an instant, his limbs constantly waving in strange positions, and the energy of the moving magic net converging in front of him until it solidified into a stable shape.

He opened his eyes, took a light breath, and continued to write the last sentence of the spell on the spell book: "...... Up, left, down, right, the gates of the four directions, the scorched earth and fire that bloom, the creation and the destruction. ”

A faint light flickered across the pages of the spellbook, and he lowered the quill in his paw.

The moment the spell was written, the turmoil of the magic caused it to float into the air, as if time had stood still in this instant.

The white dragon grasped his claws and chanted a spell loudly, and the light of magic burst out from in front of the spell book, and the buds bloomed in the light, and the brilliance of eight colors shot out from the door that suddenly became huge, engulfing the white dragon in an instant.

......

"OMG!"

Jonk Valage was dragged into the Pansy Garden by an angry Lilian, and he was stunned to look at the withered flower with only a single eight-colored light left, and his face was shocked and incredulous: "It really succeeded?!"

"You...... What have you done?" Lillian threw Jonk to the ground, "A treacherous, cunning, evil white dragon! you actually direct it to find power?! Hell, do you know how much disaster this will bring to the people of the Northlands?"

"How do I know he's really succeeded?" Jonker cried with a sad face, "It's impossible!"

"Impossible?!" Lillian said fiercely, "You come with me." ”

"What are you doing now?" asked Jonker, a little confused.

He was completely panicked, he only thought that the white dragon would leave after failing to find him, or simply fight with Lilian - he saw that Lilian's wound was much better, this should be a good fight, as long as he saw the opportunity quickly, there should be no problem in saving his life, and it was possible to wait for the opportunity to retrieve his spell book.

But what happened in front of him not only frustrated his plan, but also shattered his common sense.

Shuna is on top! There really is a dragon who has passed the Yaba exam! You're not kidding me, are you?

"Let's go, go to the Civic Center and want him!" Lillian looked at Jonker's sluggishness, and she grabbed Jonker's neck viciously, "What's the name of this dragon?"

Jonker, who had just come back to his senses, was dumbfounded, and he was at a loss for what to do, only to remember that he didn't even know the name of the white dragon all these days.

Hell, isn't it said that a stupid dragon like Bailong likes to show off his martial arts the most, and as long as he has a little merit, he has to brag about it until the whole world knows his name?

"You can't even forget his name, do you?" Lillian quickly read Jonker's reaction, and she slammed Jonker's head hard, "You idiot!"

"You really don't blame me!!!

A few days later, a wanted notice appeared in the Duchy of Walchi in the north, the wanted target was a strange white dragon, according to the information provided by the reporter, the danger of this dragon is not only its treacherous and cunning, but more importantly, it has passed the test of the eight leaves, and it is likely to pose a huge threat to the security of the Northland in the future.

This argument was scoffed at by many, but the mages of the Northland Alliance were intrigued, and after confirming the credibility of the news, they each offered bounties and added new prices to the original bounty.

Archmages generally want to study this white dragon, and according to the knowledge of dragons, unless it is specifically needed, only when dragons suffer from a mental illness called 'paranoid philanthrophilia', and the spells derived from the bloodline cannot meet their need for magic knowledge, they will choose to practice the wizard's way to obtain new spells. In the wanted notice, this dragon is obviously still in the underage stage, and the reason why this age when the spell-casting ability has not yet fully awakened has taken the initiative to contact the wizard's way, the reason is really curious for these otaku archmages.

And why a juvenile white dragon has such an otherworldly IQ has also become the focus of attention of these archmages.

This also became the beginning of Shirakawa's well-known world.

......

Shirakawa didn't know what had happened after he left the garden, he had just stepped out of the chaos and stepped on a hard ground under his feet.

The ground was condensed loess, and the enclosed but wide environment stood a dozen crooked portals, shining with dazzling light, and Shirakawa couldn't see anything outside of them.

Four figures walked out of four different portals, and Bai He looked from left to right at a cold-faced Lori who was less than one meter two tall, a blonde chick with a proud face in a pleated skirt, and a tall boy with a sunny face.

When he finished watching these three people, the mutual gaze of each other had come to an end, and when the eyes of the three people swept over the white dragon, except for the little Lori who was expressionless, the blonde chick frowned imperceptibly, and the tall boy was even more pale.

These two guys are going to make trouble.

The white dragon frowned, and secretly became vigilant.

"Is the current Eight Leaves Tower even starting to recruit brutes?Or am I really not lucky enough to catch up with such a little accident?" To Bai He's surprise, the boy obviously suppressed some kind of negative emotion, and the blonde chick just raised her hair lightly and complained: "My grandfather and father didn't seem to encounter this kind of thing when they entered the tower to study?"

It turned out that he was still a third-generation law, but unfortunately his mouth was too stinky, so let's laugh at myself.

Shirakawa rolled his eyes, ignored them, and looked up to observe the inside of the tower.

The chick's provocation went unanswered, and seemed a little bored, while the boy still stared at Shirakawa with blazing eyes.

The crooked portals were all closed the moment a few people entered, and probably the candidates behind the door also put away the spell book in disappointment, and the eight-leaf tower, which had just been filled with brilliance, also showed its true face.

The white dragon was a little expectant and a little apprehensive, and even though he had experienced and personally participated in the use of such a completely unscientific thing as magic, the furnishings of this tower still made him feel very strange.

The earthy yellow to the extreme, the bare walls give people the feeling of barren Gobi, under the top of the tall dome, eight huge pedestals are placed seven stones of different colors, the only place without stones, there is a sandalwood desk, a tall blonde woman in a white robe sits behind the desk.

She looked at the three men and one dragon below, a huge white wolf lying at his feet, and a long sword resting diagonally on the white wolf's fur.

The blonde woman was surprisingly beautiful and flawless in every way, and Shirakawa even heard the sound of the tall teenager next to her swallowing saliva in his throat.

However, dragons' innate sensitivity to magic makes Shirakawa see a pure black hole. A black hole that devours the magic of the magic web,

An active volcano that could burst at any moment lurks in the middle of a black hole.

This is an incomparably terrifying woman.

Bai He couldn't help but sweat secretly.

The arrogant blonde chick also seemed to be humbled.

"Hello~"

She stood up behind the desk, stretched long and began to say hello, Bai He was speechless to see that her messy white robe was embroidered with a bear's cute pattern, and the painting style was very two-dimensional, which made Bai He a little embarrassed.