The Outrageous Legend Continues

My star disciple, the best one, always causes a huge stir if you don't check on him for half a day.

Lein finally caught sight of the system notifications popping up:

[Congratulations to the host, your senior disciple, by using (Cloud Mist Technique) in conjunction with (Lightning Chain), attacked a group of Fire Bats with maximum power, and comprehended the Super Magic Specialization—(Spell Power)! When this specialization is equipped, all variable values of spells are increased by an additional 50%. As the principle behind this Super Magic Specialization was taught by the host, the host permanently gains this specialization.]

Even though Lein was already the minister of the Shocked Department in Chaos World, he was still stunned by this specialization.

Super Magic Specializations could be understood as super magic enhancement skills. There weren't many types of Super Magic Specializations, and each one was extremely rare and incredibly useful. For example, increasing spell range by 50%.

This [Spell Power] was equivalent to simultaneously raising the damage upper and lower limits of magical attacks by 50%.

The feeling he had at this moment could only be described as outrageous.

As for this rainbow-colored little white horse, which the system had labeled as [Wind Rider], it was like the illegitimate child of outrageousness, outrageous to the extreme.

Little white horse, it should actually be called Little Silver Horse, but little white horse was more catchy, so that's what he called it.

[Wind Rider] mostly appeared as an exceptionally majestic steed, different from ordinary horses. It was essentially a flying magical beast that lived in subarctic mountains and possessed considerable intelligence. Large birds of prey like griffins were its mortal enemies.

If it were before Lein's transmigration, he wouldn't have minded getting a Wind Rider as a mount.

However, at higher levels, the strength of a Wind Rider was questionable.

As the saying goes...

Strength is just a patch, but looking cool is for a lifetime!

Even ordinary Wind Riders were priced astronomically by players, let alone this rare Wind Rider that clearly possessed faint divine blood, with significantly higher vitality and strength.

Let's put it this way: in the game, if anyone sold one of these, it would cost the price of a house in the suburbs of Shanghai, second only to dragon and phoenix mounts.

Not to mention that Downs had just unleashed a combo magic that was as terrifying as a [Storm Priest multiclassing as a Warlock] in the game.

Mastering this move, 'Lightning Chain one-click screen clear' wouldn't be a dream.

Bosses that those miserable warriors had to hack at for over ten rounds would often be instantly defeated by such super-magic-level lightning attacks.

At this moment, Lein was completely convinced of his star disciple's incredible luck.

"Master, please save it. It was injured by a group of Fire Bats." Downs, with blood seeping from his nose and mouth, pitifully pleaded for the sun-rainbow little white horse.

Who knew that at this moment, the little white horse actually retreated.

Lein was speechless:

Your... half-step backward movement looks very serious!

Lein became increasingly certain that this Chaos World had many similarities to the game he had played. [Wind Rider] was a typical neutral good creature. It would instinctively reject chaotic or evil entities. Even more outrageously, these magical beasts had telepathic abilities.

Lein considered himself to be of the lawful alignment, so... it was probably the flexible moral bottom line of this transmigrator that scared the Wind Rider.

Lein disdainfully gave it a look, tilting his face 45 degrees upwards, looking at the horse through his nostrils: "Hmph! How many powerful beings have begged me to act, and I've disdained to even glance at them. You little beast dare to put on airs in front of me?"

The little white horse seemed to hesitate, sensed again, and found that this 'Master' seemed a bit evil, yet his actions weren't that evil. After repeated hesitation, it finally came over and lowered its proud horse head.

A telepathic message came through, it was a neigh, but Lein still felt the direct mental sensation—Please save me, Archmage.

"Save you? Possible! I will give you due respect, but you will be Downs's mount in the future, otherwise, forget it."

The little white horse hesitated for two seconds, then nodded seriously.

Actually, saving the horse was just Lein putting on an act. He wasn't a veterinarian, what would he know about saving horses!

There's a saying, "Treat a dead horse as if it were alive"!

Lein glanced at the shocking wounds on the horse's body, which were still corroded by flames, and pointed his hand from a distance: "Downs! Cover this horse with that White Dragon hide. As for whether it can survive, it depends on whether the Goddess of Fate favors it."

Downs suddenly understood: Ah! Master wants to use the cold dragon hide of the White Dragon to counteract the fire poison from the Fire Bats. As expected of Master! He knows everything!

Downs ignored his own injuries and stumbled to the temporary storage by the pond, took out a large piece of White Dragon hide, and draped it over the little white horse.

The combination of ice and fire!

The sensation was as excruciating as having one's testicles removed without anesthesia.

The little white horse almost jumped up.

It reacted violently at first, then its entire body froze on its own.

Huh? It's working!?

The flame wounds left by the Fire Bats' claws and fangs on its body were being counteracted by the unique cold aura of the White Dragon.

It still hurt, but without causing further damage, the cold frost element also had a slight numbing effect.

The little white horse neighed with pleasure, snorted, and nodded at Downs, indicating that its condition was improving.

"Th-that's great! Thank you, Master!" Downs gratefully bowed to Lein.

Lein glanced at his disciple: "As for you, it was correct to take out all the Fire Bats in one go. Once that group of beasts loses more than a quarter, they will retreat and then follow you, looking for opportunities to cause trouble again. It's just that you don't cherish yourself enough. You'll have to bear these injuries yourself this time. Think carefully about what you did wrong and what you did right."

"Yes!" Downs happily rolled off to recuperate.

Honestly, Lein guessed that Downs had been injured by ultrasonic waves. Fire Bats, besides their disgusting attached flame attacks, also had ultrasonic waves.

Lein truly didn't know what to use to treat injuries caused by ultrasonic waves.

His parting words of 'think carefully' were just an afterthought.

Who knew that a system prompt would arrive that very night.

[Your disciple Downs through recalling your lecture on 'using soundproofing materials to isolate sound waves', has comprehended a method against ultrasonic attacks. In terms of (Exemption Level), Toughness +1!]

Lein was completely bewildered.

He had long known that his disciple's Insight was monstrously high.

But a mage, by taking hits, actually managed to increase their [Toughness], a stat usually only gained by melee fighters. What was the meaning of this?

The cleaver squad was about to cry!

Lein clenched his fists slightly, but still comforted himself, "It's fine! He's my own good son. His strength is my Lein's strength."

Three seconds later.

"Damn it! I'm still so envious of him!"