《Rise of the White Dragon 》Chapter 139: Origin of the Cloud?
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Luan was wearing a full set of red armor and a mask that looked like a dragon, even the color of his hair and eyes had changed because of the special effect of the mask.
Luan was confident of fighting someone who was close to reaching the Third Order, however, he was still cautious: carelessness could lead to his death, and now he was no longer alone. Without him noticing, a smile formed on his face. Luan took off his armor and put it away. He now had another storage ring, however, it was almost the same as the one he had left with Ingrid, just a little bit bigger, at 1.5 cubic meters. He kept the armor and sword inside the ring.
In the pool, Cristiana and Catharina were swimming and playing with the water. The sisters' laughter echoed, and in the meantime, Maira was smiling as she watched the two of them sitting on a chair and resting her hands on her chin. She felt at peace. This moment was very gratifying for her, and seeing Luan arrive, she smiled even more.
"Are you going to go into the pool and play with your sisters?" Maira asked.
Luan pulled up a chair and sat down next to Maira and said, "Maybe later. I think I'll sit here for a while."
"Okay." Maira smiled and looked back toward the pool.
Many things were going through Luan's mind, mainly about his previous life. He tried to rescue every fragment of things that might be useful now. At the present time, the most important things in his mind were things from when he was already very strong, however, as much as he had tried to lower the level of power and try to use them, until now he had failed. It was difficult for him to come back and have to start over, however, it did not mean that he was dissatisfied.
Suddenly, the sky started to darken, which was strange because it was still daytime, but something even more strange happened next. Maira was going to warn Luan to come in, as it was predicted that it was going to rain, and then she was going to tell the girls to come in too, however, Luan had his eyes closed and something like white smoke came out of his body. Maira wanted to get his attention, but was prevented.
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"Mom, don't touch Big Brother!" Cristina shouted. She didn't know why, but she sensed that they shouldn't be touching Luan at that moment.
Maira did not understand, but she heard what Cristina said and withdrew her hand which had almost touched Luan.
"Cristina, do you know what's going on with him?" Maira asked.
"No, but I have a feeling we shouldn't be touching him right now," she said as she stepped out of the pool.
"Okay, I hope it's not serious." Maira said in a tone of concern as she bit her lower lip lightly, but smiled, trying not to terrify her daughters either.
The three distanced themselves when they noticed that Luan had started to shine brightly and more and more white clouds started to come out of his body, and then they saw those same clouds make him float. The clouds cast themselves over the entire sky, and then it started to thunder.
"Mom, I remember Luan saying that his Origin may be related to clouds or water. If it was because of that that he was in that state... maybe he is awakening his Origin?" Catharina speculated.
"Now that you mention it, I think that's quite possible." Maira nodded and continued to look in Luan's direction.
Luan still had his eyes closed, as if in a trance. He had crossed his legs while floating in the flying clouds in a natural way and the aura that came out of his body was powerful.
The sounds of thunder grew louder, and lightning struck near the girls and made them scream in fright. The weather seemed to get more and more ugly and a very heavy rain started. People on the beach ran to their homes or sought shelter nearby.
In the air, Luan on top of the flying cloud, seemed more and more mystical. He shone brightly with a strong white neon light, and then the lightning became more turbulent, striking in nearby regions, and it was not possible to track where it fell for sure.
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Meanwhile, Ingrid, who saw the storm begin, somehow felt that this was all strange. Not that she was an expert, but she was sensitive to Qi now and could feel that this rain was not normal. It was more dense and made Qi everywhere stronger, out of the ordinary, like never before.
Thinking about it, Ingrid wanted to see Luan. She thought about calling but the call went straight to voicemail. With no choice, she grabbed a T-shirt and wrapped it around her head. Amanda looked at Ingrid in a strange way, thinking that her daughter was no longer old enough to play pretend to be a ninja or something similar.
"Mom, I'll be right back." Without explaining, Ingrid opened the gate and ran through the rain. She ran so fast that she began to slide. She almost fell and regained her balance and started running again. The distance was a little long, but she was even faster than a car when running. She was moving at over 300 KM / H. This was surprising, since it was raining. If it was on a sunny day, it was possible that she would be even faster.
Minutes later, Ingrid arrived in front of Luan's house and entered.
"Who is it?" When Maira noticed Ingrid's arrival, she, Cristina, and Catharina jumped in surprise. After all, Ingrid was wearing a cloth over her head that covered her face.
Ingrid unrolled the cloth from her head and in a hushed voice, she said sheepishly, "It's all right, it's me."
"Oh..." The three girls were left without a reaction. It was unexpected to see Ingrid arrive that way.
"Hahaha! Ingrid, what is this? Are you trying to kill us with laughter?" Catharina started laughing right away as she pointed at Ingrid, who blushed.
They should have guessed that it was Ingrid since if it were someone unknown, the formation would sounded and prevented them from entering, but as her arrival was so sudden, they didn't even have time to remember that fact.
But noting the abnormality and seeing Luan's condition, Ingrid asked, "What happened here? Why is Luan like this?"
"We don't know yet," said Maira, "But, apparently, he is connecting with and awakening his Origin."
"It is quite eye-catching, but being Luan, that sounds probable." Ingrid thought that Luan was the most incredible person in the world, so she automatically thought that his Origin would be just as powerful.
"In fact, from the outside, everything seems normal. What is happening to Luan? You cannot see it from the outside," Ingrid said, "I assume it is because of the formation that Luan did previously."
"Yes, although Luan didn't explain about it, he made it explicit that if something supernatural happened, people outside would not be able to see it," Maira said.
Knowing that they didn't have to worry about strangers finding out what was going on, it was a relief. It would be problematic if this were to go public.
Meanwhile, many people and even animals were frightened. Lightning was flashing from the sky more often than usual. And to make matters worse, some had the 'unhappiness' of being hit by lightning.
Even an albino rooster that saw one of the chickens in the rain, thought of going to rescue the endangered hen and the moment the albino rooster went outside it was struck by lightning...
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