RUMBLE—!
A low rumble of thunder rolled deep within the clouds.
Immediately after, fat drops of rain fell from the sky, quickly turning into a downpour.
In the dragon's nest below, the countless members of the Dragon Race all raised their heads in astonishment.
"Is... is that water?"
"What is this? How can water be falling from the sky?"
For these members of the Dragon Race, who had never seen a change in weather since birth, the scene before them was as novel as a miracle.
A few bold young dragons curiously stretched out their claws to catch the rainwater, letting out a series of joyous roars. Some even began to roll and play directly in the rain-soaked mud.
Lin Ye watched this scene, a peculiar feeling rising in his heart.
'So this is... the power to summon clouds and rain.'
'To change the very heavens with a single thought.'
...
At the same time, hundreds of kilometers away from the World Tree, Yggdrasil, on a stretch of barren desert.
