Chapter 212: Cool...

Avion was sure to go through questionings first before getting what he wants, he didn't expect the dragon to just give him the chance just to see his limitations.

'Ever since I regained some of my memories, my reaction speed is faster than before. Maybe even double! Which means, can I Overclock an object ten times or more within a second?' he was a bit excited.

However, he knew that by then, a normal rock wouldn't be able to retain its forms and will disintegrate before even reaching its target.

'If my reaction speed is still as slow as before, I would've been stuck at Gamon's frenzy for a while.' he shuddered at that thought.

"I will take it!" Avion immediately answered.

'Does Lady Sheran see something in Avion Teller?' Gamon thought, 'But I'll let her be. She is the most sensitive in all of us, maybe she does see something we cannot, that's why she is quick to trust him.'

He allowed it but didn't let Avion go.

Three books came out of his body and a long metallic binding coiled around his arm then to Avion's.

It was a normal Rank Ey Binding Elesp. Gamon believed it was enough to keep Avion. He still needs two of his hands after all. And it's not like he can keep the Storm Prison forever.

'This elesp is weaker than other Rank Ey but it is permanent and doesn't need additional energy cost.'

"If that's your decision then I will take us there." Old Maytan said but Avion interrupted.

"Just behind the wall is fine..." Avion paused for a while before bowing his head, "Sir Maytan." respectfully.

'Avion changed a little...' Mettany thought that he was more mature now than before which she greatly took a liking of.

Old Maytan looked at the dragon which she nodded back, "If that's what you want..."

'What will he do?' Galion Romen nervously thought.

King Isero was deeply worrying too. None knew that Avion was the cause of the mighty explosion earlier.

But before they could even blink, the Rank Es Elementalists together with Avion disappeared, leaving the sleeping Cojier on the ground, the disciples, and the Might Troop, not to mention Mer who was still face-planted on the ground, his butt stuck outwards.

'Seemed like the others want to see it too, but if we are not brought over with the Lords, no one dares to follow them.' Gergian, one of the Might Troop asked.

On the other side of the wall, Avion took the purple-red ball from Dragonian Sheran. Upon receiving, he could feel its weight and almost let it fall.

"H-heavy!" he huffed. The metallic binding on his forearm was evident but was also comfortable. It was not restraining his movement, only leashing him to the Penta Elementalist.

The dragon raised her brow, "Really? I forgot that you're a mortal. Which means you should be able to give me a bigger surprise."

"I-I think..." Avion raised the ball. It heavy, but he only needs to give it a direction and speed. His Overclocks will do the rest of the job, "Can I practice throwing it first?"

"Sure... just don't take a while." Dragonian Sheran casually replied.

'If only Darea is here, I could've strengthened myself with the help of her replenishing energy.' Avion was beginning to miss her. Without her, he needs to resume time to eat and regain his energy. On top of it, Darea's energy was pure and directly helps his body. Muscle aches were almost non-existent.

"No, it's will be less than a second."

"Huh? W-"

"I'm ready!"

Avion's body instantly changed position that even with Rank Es senses, Gamon and Old Maytan couldn't see the change in movement. It was as if he "Blinked" on the same spot.

Earlier, Dragonian Sheran was about to ask "What do you mean less than a second?" before treating it as a joke.

However, Avion immediately replied.

'Although I can throw it slower than before, it just meant one less Overclock. I can Overclock up to eight times back then. Overclocking that big rock eight times made it become True Meteor!'

That was what he used to smash the giant in one hit!

'This time, I may be able to Overclock it by twelve times! If I'm able to throw this ball slower than before, one Overclock is enough to compensate for it. Meaning, this will be at least faster than the True Meteor by eight times!'

"What did you do?" Old Maytan asked. Even though he was able to seemingly teleport, he is clearly aware that between two points, he was still traveling. This is unlike what Avion did which there is no middle point!

"You will know later!" Avion then thought, 'Not like I will be able to hide it later.' he glanced at Gamon who has a deep gaze towards him.

Avion then pulled his arm that has the purple-red ball in its hand. He didn't need to stop time, he just normally threw it. 

The three carefully looked at what he was about to do.

'It's just a normal throw...' that was what they thought first.

Overclock.

As though the world became slow, the ball Avion threw with difficulty had its speed doubled!

'It doubled!' their senses were quite fast and they were still able to observe this speed crystal clear. As Rank Es Elementalists, they can make a second seemed like an hour in their perspective.

Overclock-

'It doubled again!'

Overclock-

Overclock-

Overclock Overclock Overclock Overcock Overclock!

Dragonian Sheran was the first to miss the speed. Old Maytan and Gamon were still able to follow the ball. However, their expressions was still frozen.

'So fast!' the two thought, but contrary to their expectations, it continued.

Overclock-

Overclock-

Overclock-

Overclock!

Cojier's eyes opened wide and with all his power he ran on all four, opposite from where the capital is. His face was paled and full of sweat. His body hair all standing up!

The other Rank Ey Elementalists noticed this. At that time, the Three-Tailed Prismatic Wolf in his human form was already far into the horizon.

As a Rank Es Light Elementalist, he could be considered one of the fastest in the continent!

Mer just pulled his head out from the ground when they heard a crisp sound before destructive banging sounds were continuously heard...

It only occurred for a few seconds. Only the remnants of the cause reverberated in the land. 

[Huh? What shaved my cocoon? That shouldn't be... I didn't feel a Rank Es Elesp targeted here...]

"I can use it thirteen times... cool..." Avion stared at what he had done with awe.

That was when the Trading-Hills Capital became what is called in the future, "Central Canyon"