The Power of the Light Dragon

Fizz hesitated for a moment, then finally agreed, but told us to stay where we were and not wander off. 😡💚 🐊☜

Although it's a bit of a shame we couldn't see the beautiful seaweed and crystal palace, this is already the best possible outcome.

Fizz didn't return for quite a while. It seems we're not close to the Crystal Palace. If we hadn't made such a commotion, we probably wouldn't have attracted any attention.

Garr Fizz, Garr arrived riding a great white shark. As Caroline said, he looks very much like Jarvan, only older.

Jarvan greeted the person who looked very much like him respectfully.

"Greetings, sir. I am Jarvan IV, a descendant of the House of Lightshield."

"Hehe, I already know. My blood flows in your veins, it's obvious." Garr was as amiable as ever.

Jarvan seemed a little nervous; after greeting everyone, he didn't know what to say for a moment, so I took over the conversation:

"Senior Garr, I am Yasuo, a friend of Jarvan's. I've come to ask you for a favor!"

"I just sensed the presence of an old friend. I didn't expect the War Aspect to have changed hands. Since you are a god, there's no need for you to stand on ceremony with me."

Unexpectedly Garr and Pantheon were old friends, recognizing me at a glance. Jarvan didn't know what War Aspect was, but he was very surprised to hear that I was a god.

"Yasuo, you... are you a god?"

"Sigh, actually I didn't want to talk about this, I was afraid it would cause trouble. You don't need to worry about any War Aspect, just treat me like Yasuo."

Garr laughed after hearing this, "Oh ho ho... You're different from Pantheon. Although he often helps mortals, he never bothers to befriend them."

"Actually, I've never considered myself a god; I'm just a mortal. I don't know why the War Aspect chose me."

"That's not important. What do you want from me?"

"I would like to ask you for help at sea. There is a place called Shadow Isles in the southern part of the Sea of Conquest, where many undead are stirring. You are Light Element dragon, so you should be able to deal with them."

"I am an ancient being, unwilling to participate in worldly conflicts any longer. And what kind of crisis could possibly cause such concern among the War Aspect?"

"In truth, I can't say for sure just how powerful the Shadow Isles are, but now, in addition to the undead, there are also Vastaya, so we have to divide our forces to deal with them; otherwise, we wouldn't be bothering you."

"Since the enemy's strength is unknown, you should be the ones to deal with it. Every era has its own difficulties; this is not an exception."

"Alright, then at least please help Jarvan awaken his power. Even your friend is helping, you, as his senior, won't just stand by and do nothing, will you?"

Actually, I had already expected that Garr would refuse my request, otherwise he wouldn't have remained in seclusion here. Whether it's a god or Ancient Dragon, everyone has their own pride.

So after he refused, I decisively offered Jarvan. If I could help him improve his strength, then the trip would have been worthwhile.

"My friend?"

After speaking, Garr walked over to Jarvan and sensed his presence. A smile returned to his face, "Hehe, so it's Brother Qifu. It seems he recognized you?"

"Yes, that's right. I met Senior Chif on the Zhiyun Island in Ionia, heard many things from him, and was fortunate enough to receive his guidance."

"Since that's the case, then I can't let the junior come for nothing. Besides Brother Qifu's Wind Power, you also have earth power in your body. Did you bathe in the blood of the Earth Dragon?"

"Yes, I first transformed into a dragon by bathing in the blood of Earth Dragon. Actually, I had also killed a fire dragon before, but its blood did not enter my body."

"Good lad, not bad! You should know that we Light Dragon can use the power of other Elemental Dragon, but we also possess our own ability: purification."

As Garr spoke, he transformed into a giant dragon, his body radiating golden light. He was much smaller than other dragons, but incredibly magnificent, like the king of dragons!

After transforming into a giant dragon Garr spewed out Golden Light that enveloped Jarvan, melting away his armor and clothes to reveal his powerful muscles and countless scars.

He was severely injured when he fought the Earth Dragon, and not long ago he was ripped open by the ancient Wind Dragon. Except for his face, there was not a single good spot on his body.

As his clothes and armor melted away, Jarvan's skin also became blurred, as if it were dissolving, and at the same time, a look of pain appeared on his face.

Caroline and I didn't care, but Shvana was very worried; it was as if every bit of Jarvan's pain was etched onto her.

This process didn't last long, only about five or six minutes. When the Golden Light enveloping Jarvan disappeared, his body was completely renewed!

All the hideous scars have disappeared, and his dark skin has returned to its former fair complexion. His firm muscles are well-defined, making him look much younger!

Garr said that the irradiation just now was to erase all the hidden injuries in Jarvan's body, otherwise he would suffer from illnesses when he got older.

This is the purifying power of the Light Dragon. Jarvan did not master this power, so Garr had to heal him first so that he could experience this feeling before he could slowly learn it.

However, while purification is important, overuse of it against a particular target can lead to true destruction!

As we just witnessed, even the sturdy armor melted and disappeared, let alone mortal flesh.

Of course, this is also related to Garr's strength. Jarvan still has a long way to go to reach that level of strength and precision.

After the purification, Garr began to guide Jarvan to control the Power of Light. Fizz, feeling bored, disappeared somewhere. The rest of us watched from a distance, afraid of disturbing them.

Like Mount Targon, the seabed was indistinguishable between day and night. We didn't know how much time had passed, but roughly estimated it to be a little over a day. Jarvan's dragon form finally changed from a dark yellow Earth Dragon to a golden Light Dragon!

He opened his Kog'Maw and breathed out a few times, the golden light as warm and comforting as the sun.

Garr nodded in satisfaction. "Not bad. From now on, you are a true Light Dragon. Your future cultivation will depend on yourself."

"Thank you, sir!" Jarvan knelt on the ground.

"You're welcome, but remember, never mention my existence to anyone else. You are the last Light Dragon in Runeterra."

I will definitely keep that in mind!

"You all need to remember, don't mention this matter to anyone else."

After giving Jarvan instructions, Garr specifically emphasized them to us, saying, "I'm not so easily fooled."

"Of course not, but there's one more thing I need your help with."

"Hmm? How many things do you have to say?"

"I only have one thing to say. What happened just now wasn't my problem. You helped Jarvan unleash his power, and we've been waiting for so long, it must have been tiring for us, right?"

"Haha, you're quite interesting. So, what else is there?"

"I would like to meet your angel friend."