Chapter 3112 Final Spark (Part 2)

Chapter 3112 Final Spark (Part 2)

3112 Final Spark (Part 2)

"He's-" Valtak hawked to clear his airways and cut Lith short.

Then, the Father of Fire started to snore with the grace of a jet turbine.

"The farm?" Lith checked again.

Valtak's heartbeat was indeed weak but stable. The Elder Wyrm's mana core had degraded to cyan, but after that its mana flow steadied. Demon Grasp perceived that even though it was a very slow process, the world energy was nurturing the Fire Dragon's body.

It would take time, but Valtak's physical and magical strength would return.

"How is this possible?" Lith asked.

"If you are asking me what just happened, I have no clue." Salaark shrugged. "If you are asking me how Valtak could survive, instead, I can answer that."

"Anything is better than nothing." He replied.

"Origin Flames, all kinds of Flames, don't actually burn your life force, Featherling, or every time you breathe them, they would shorten your life span. If that were true, Dragons and Phoenixes would never sell their Origin Flames and use them only for themselves.

"To give you a better idea, imagine that your life force is like a candle, and it's length represents your lifespan." She said and Lith nodded for her to continue. "As you age, the wax evaporates and it's lost forever.

"When you use Origin Flames, instead, the wick burns stronger for a second. Part of the wax melts and drips down the candle but it's not lost. With time and rest, the wax turns solid again at the bottom of the candle and raises it to its previous height.

"It's the reason you suffer no permanent damage from using Origin Flames, but if you melt too much wax at the same time, you can still die. Your life span is temporarily cut short and your flame easier to snuff out."

"I see." Lith nodded. "That's why Invigoration can't help me recover my strength after I use Origin Flames too much. Because it has nothing to do with mana and physical strength."

"No, it doesn't." Dawn shook her head. "I would never take his free will away. Not again."

"Then no. I'm sorry."

"No problem, miss Menadion." The Horseman was annoyed but if there was something she had learned from her relationship with Acala was that trust had to be earned, not demanded. "Can we at least bring my mother here? She would love it."

"That I can do. Be back in a jiffy." Solus entered the tower which disappeared and reappeared in the time to find two suitable alignments with Mogar's mana geysers.

"By the Great Mother, is this really Mogar's moon?" Baba Yaga walked through the tower's door in her Maiden form, looking like a girl 1.6 (5'3") meters tall with waist-long golden hair and clear blue eyes.

"Respectively, you are welcome and yes, Yaga." Tyris nodded to the Red Mother who didn't know where to turn.

She stood on the surface of the moon, staring into the starry vault of space while Mogar spread its blue light everywhere. On top of that, standing in the presence of three Guardians and realizing the gap between Menadion's tower and her own didn't help.

"Thanks for saving my child, Lith." Leegaain had rushed there right after composing himself. "For a moment I thought I had lost him."

"Valtak did everything by himself." Lith panted. "I just brought him here. If you want to thank someone, thank Grandma and Valeron. She kept Valtak alive and Valeron showed him whatever the golden flames are.

"To me, they are just a problem for another day."

The Father of All Dragons thanked them both profusely, making Valeron happy and Salaark blush.

"It's no big deal." She said while playing with the necklace he had gifted her during her first visit to his moon lab.

"I know that it sounds stupid, but is there something I can do for you guys? Anything?" Baba Yaga wanted to repay Solus and Lith for the marvellous gift but she knew that compared to the Guardians and away from her tower, she wasn't much.

"Depends. Do you know how to make them stop cry?" Kamila asked while rocking a desperate Elysia.