As long as we don’t get close to the Eye of the Storm, we’re safe.
After passing through this area, in another half a month we should almost reach the ’Elemental Magic Ring’..."
Ronan nodded and suddenly asked, "How long does it take to completely traverse this area?"
"It also takes half a month."
Cooper replied, his attitude towards Ronan extremely friendly, always with a smile on his face, every word he spoke made people feel like a breath of fresh air.
"The Storm Realm... is it very dangerous?"
Ronan’s gaze never left the distant Eye of the Storm, showing intense curiosity about it.
"Don’t try to challenge it."
Cooper patted his shoulder and said softly, "The Storm Realm is a gathering place for wind and electric attribute elemental lives, it has existed since a long time ago.
At the center of the Storm Realm, there resides an incredibly powerful elemental life form, some call it the ’Storm Lord,’ while others call it the ’Storm Weaver’...
It is said that a Level 6 Dawn Wizard once fell in there..."
"Storm Weaver... Level 6..."
Ronan’s eyes flickered, murmuring softly.
Seeing his expression, Cooper smiled and said, "I know you have always been discontent with the array outside the garden, thinking that we’re confining you...
But the fact is quite the opposite, it’s a means set up specifically to protect you. The place you’re in now is the safest on the entire Silver Falcon, bar none.
The dangers that exist on the Central Continent are really beyond your imagination, you don’t know where or in what form they will suddenly appear...
Do you understand what I mean, Damien?"
Ronan took a deep breath and nodded.
Cooper shook his head, suddenly asking, "By the way, Damien... can I see that thing you got from the Heramus Genius Seat Battle once more?"
Ronan hesitated for a moment, then quickly nodded, "Of course."
He took out a Glazed Arm Bracelet reflecting the starlight from his Space Ring and handed it to Cooper.
"It’s truly wonderful..."
Cooper looked at the arm bracelet that Ronan handed over, his eyes flickering with a strange light, having an urge to reach out to touch it, yet holding back.
"No matter how many times I see it, I can’t help but be deeply attracted to it..."
Cooper praised softly, reluctantly retracting his gaze from the arm bracelet.
"Keep it well, Damien, keep it well... now is not the time to take it out."
Cooper suddenly turned serious, looking earnestly at Ronan and instructed word by word, "Remember my words, Damien.
Never easily show it to anyone from now on, not even inside the Elemental Magic Ring...
You have no idea how many are coveting Heramus’s magic controller inheritance in the Central Continent..."
Ronan’s expression slightly tightened, he quickly put away the arm bracelet, and earnestly thanked Cooper, "Thank you!"
Cooper shook his head and then smiled, saying.
"Alright, I won’t disturb your rest any longer.
Remember to contact me anytime you need, or Lumian, he is also someone you can trust."
Cooper waved goodbye to Ronan, walking all the way out of the garden.
Tiny fragments of storms and thunder fell like raindrops on the exposed metal deck of the Silver Falcon, Cooper strolled among them, all the lightning and gales disappearing without a trace around him.
The smile on his face gradually faded, until he reached a certain position at the rear of the airship, casually picked up something resembling a conch, yet like a horn, and said faintly into the horn mouth, "Come to me.
Pretty much... we should also be ready to take action."
After speaking, he looked up, squinting at the raging storm in the distance for a moment.
Then turned and walked in another direction.
"Master.. Master.. here is the tea you wanted."