The rushing stream of water did not, as Aslan had imagined, open a special, unseen door for the old magus. This old magus was much more difficult to deal with than imagined. Or rather, a magus who could live to such an age and successfully complete their research could not possibly be a pushover.
You must know, the more special a family's magic is, the more likely it is to have side effects that ordinary people can't imagine. For example, the Shishigou family.
The Shishigou family was a magus family that had drifted from Europe to Japan several generations ago. The name "Shishigou" was also taken after they went to Japan. They had already declined before they went to Japan, and their Magic Crest was also close to disappearing. After moving to Japan, their situation worsened with each passing day. Before a single generation had passed, their decline had reached a point where they could almost no longer call themselves magi. The head of the Shishigou family at that time made a contract with a certain something, which allowed the Shishigou family to miraculously rise again, and even exert a power greater than that of their peak. The Shishigou family thus regained their prestige as a great magus family in the Far East. Although they had almost completely forgotten the magic they had learned in the past, they had instead mastered necromancy.
Miracles, naturally, must come at a price. After several generations, the one who ultimately became the sacrifice was Shishigou Kairi. Shishigou Kairi's children would die at birth, and his wife had also left him because of this. Therefore, despite possessing a precious Magic Crest, the Shishigou family was destined to have its line end with this generation.
Of course, the situation of other families with magic passed down through generations was not much better. The families that could continue to develop were either those who had not crossed that line, or those who had other cooperating families.
The family of the old magus before him should be the same, and it had already declined. From his words, one could tell that most of his peers in the family had already lost their magical talent, and this was very likely an event that had happened when he was young. Tracing it back, it might even go back more than half a century. Come to think of it, plus the fact that some magi had special means to extend their lifespan, perhaps this old magus was already over a hundred years old.
Such an old magus naturally had his own unique means and a certain level of strength. So, when the water chains spread towards him, the old magus had already recovered from his frenzied state. He even quickly swung the staff in his hand, and an attack like a dragon's claw directly slapped away all the water streams.
"Junior, if you are just here to see my great achievement, then I welcome you with pleasure. But if you want to disturb and stop me, then I can only let you die under my great achievement."
The smile on the old magus's face disappeared, and a fierce look stared deadly at Aslan. At the same time, the dragon-claw-like magic wand in his hand was also aimed at Aslan's location. From the attack just launched by the magic wand, the magic of this old magus's family should be to simulate a dragon. But it was a pity; it was not as detailed as the Dragon Slayer Magic in the world of Fairy Tail.
But that was also normal. The Dragon Slayer Magic in the world of Fairy Tail was taught by dragons themselves. And this magus's family probably hadn't existed for more than a thousand years, so they could only guess and simulate the form of a dragon based on data and some remaining ruins. In the end, they were just using third-rate magic to simulate second-rate dragon power. Aslan, who was half a dragon himself, could of course make such a judgment.
Of course, it had to be said that the old guy before him did have some vision, setting his sights on the White Dragon of Great Britain. The White Dragon of Great Britain was, after all, one of the top dragon species on this island. If he could truly master the power of the White Dragon, even if it was just a trace, in this modern world, he would have the strength of a "Color" rank, right?
"Junior! I'll give you one last warning. I will soon become the White Dragon of a new era. If you just watch me, perhaps after I gain power, I can still give you a quick death. In the words of the far East, that is, 'Don't say I didn't warn you!'"
Perhaps because his long-cherished wish had reached its final stage, the old magus wanted to say a few more words to delay for time, so he said something that no one would believe.
"To be honest, for you to be doing such a thing in this place is truly a bit embarrassing for me. After all, I have a deep relationship with these ruins that you can't imagine. And the existence you are preparing to draw power from also has a certain relationship with me. If I don't stop you, your very existence is an embarrassment to me."
What's up? Trying to steal the power of the White Dragon in front of the White Dragon's son? And after merging with the White Dragon's power, do you want Aslan to call you 'foster father'?
Suddenly, the old magus's lips curled into a smile. He raised the magic wand in his hand high. Clearly, the time it took to say a few words was enough to delay until the entire ritual was complete. The small dragon's eye at the tip of the magic wand finally completely condensed. The surrounding dark power of the island emanated a power that this old magus could never have imagined in his entire life.
"It's done! Little one, you can only blame your bad luck! I'll use you to test out the island power I've newly obtained. See, this is the power of this island! In this era, who can contend with this power? Hahaha!! My long-cherished wish is fulfilled!"
The old magus directly grabbed the small dragon's eye and then swallowed it. The black power of the island completely enveloped the old magus's body. Even though this was just the remnant of the island's power from 1500 years ago, it still possessed an unimaginable power now. It was definitely a treasure that all the magi in the world would covet. After all, this island power was an extremely precious existence even 1500 years ago.
The old magus's back gradually straightened, and the wrinkles on his face also gradually disappeared. The whole person directly returned to his prime. Feeling the power in his body, the old magus excitedly swung the magic wand in his hand in Aslan's direction. That cage-like attack appeared again, flashing with a black light as it rushed towards Aslan.
Looking at this familiar power, Aslan scratched his hair, took a deep breath. His light-blue eyes turned golden. "[Go back]!"
With a roar from Aslan, the island power that was originally attacking him came to a screeching halt. It was like a fierce tiger directly turning into a cute little kitten. After rubbing against Aslan's hand, it turned around and killed its way back to the old magus.