Wizard World Irregular

Chapter 1103: Living Up To The Expectations Of A Progenitor

Chapter 1103: Living Up To The Expectations Of A Progenitor



"That trick will only work once," Leviathan said with confidence.

"Once is enough," an arrogant voice replied. "Also, cut me some slack. I was just born. If I were as old as you, even if there were a hundred of you, I'd still win hands down."

Leviathan snorted. "That's if you can live that long. Well, as long as you stay by Ethan's side, you'll probably survive a century or two."

The black draconic snake that was only a foot long clicked its tongue, but it didn't affirm or deny Leviathan's words.

"By the way, did he give you a name?" Leviathan asked.

"Of course he did," the little Ouroboros replied. "And it's such an awesome name."

"Oh, and that is?" Leviathan arched an eyebrow.

He was curious to know what kind of name Ethan bestowed on the Primordial Beast, which had just hatched from its golden egg.

Depending on how strong their Master was and how much they liked their names, newly-born Ouroboros could quickly increase their strength to mature faster.

"Listen well, and listen good," the little Ouroboros answered. "The name he gave me is... "Aion."

Leviathan pondered for a bit as he tried to scrutinize the name. However, no matter how hard he thought about it, he couldn't figure out what the name meant.

Aion, who was looking back at the Progenitor of the Sea with a smug expression on his face, knew what the old man was thinking.

Because of this, he decided to throw Leviathan a lifeline.

"Do you want to know what my name means?" Aion asked.

"Yes," Leviathan replied. "I want to know why Ethan gave you that name."

"I'm sure you do!" Aion raised his head arrogantly despite it only being a foot-long creature. "My name means Everlasting. However, it also has another meaning... Eternity."

Leviathan smiled faintly after hearing the meaning of the Ouroboros' name.

"A good name," Leviathan replied. "But can you tell me when Ethan will wake up?"

It had been three days since the battle in the Akkadian Realm had ended, and the young man was still sleeping.

Aion smirked before forming the symbol of Eternity by biting its own tail.

"He will wake up when it is time for him to wake up," Aion answered through telepathy. "Do not rush him. Do you think it's easy to fight against my predecessor? My master only won by sheer luck."

Aion then glanced in the direction of the Royal Palace, where his master was sleeping.

The colossal Ouroboros who appeared in the battle wasn't Aion.

It was the Will of the Ouroboros before him.

This Will was so strong that it could destroy worlds if it wished.

When Ethan gained its recognition, the egg merged with the Will of the Last Ouroboros and took control of its body for a short period of time.

And through that strong will, Aion was born.

The bluff Leviathan was referring to was the overwhelming display of power Aion had shown everyone.

Samantha's Healing Magic.

Illumina's Deep Sea Magic.

Emma's Dark Magic.

Lilith's Shadow Abilities.

Princess Ramona's Summoning Magic.

Nicole's and Baradiel's Ice Magic.

And last, but not the least, was Ethan's Absorption Magic.

Usually, a Wizard only specialized in one type of magic.

Although they could cast other spells belonging to other elements, they wouldn't be as powerful as those cast by the people who had a magic affinity for that particular magical

element.

And yet, Ethan had mastery over eleven branches of Magic, a feat even the most powerful Wizards weren't capable of doing.

As such, Ethan's Magic Reserves were vast.

Extremely vast.

After making the Ouroboros his Spiritual Beast, his Spiritual Sea had expanded exponentially.

What Chloe and Emma were currently doing was trying to fill up that vast sea with power,

which had been drained during Ethan's battle with the Will of Ouroboros.

The two Witches couldn't even fathom how strong Ethan was at the moment.

The reason?

There was only one person whom they could think of who had a nearly endless supply of

magical powers aside from their lover.

This was none other than the Progenitor of Magic herself, Lady Hecate, who was also aware of

Ethan's condition.

Because she was curious to see how strong Ethan was, she decided to stay and watch over him

until he woke up.

After that, she would fight him in a duel to see just how strong the young man, whom she had

bullied in the past, had become.

Truth be told, Lady Hecate was looking forward to this battle.

She wanted to know if the person whom Baradiel had recognized would be able to live up to

her expectations.