High Above Chapter 796

Ian narrowed his eyes, and he observed the eldest prince in front of him very carefully.

Carlos still showed a relaxed posture. He bowed his head slightly to Ian, stretched out his arms, and exposed his muscular chest, as if saying that Ian is welcome to look at whatever he wants, and observe as he pleases.

Speaking of which, the great prince of the empire is indeed a person who does not match his appearance and behaves quite casually.

When Ian came to the gate of the embassy from the ember lamp mansion on the fourth floor of the world tree capital, Carlos was already waiting at the gate. He laughed and went out to greet the boy. The warm embrace undoubtedly made the prophet feel Some small surprises—the other party is not friends like Isengard and Anfa, they are so enthusiastic when they first meet, they are either women or robbers!

After that, Carlos did show his extraordinary speed. In just a split second, the eldest prince who was originally at the gate came to Ian, in line with what he said, at the speed of light, but this speed was not without warning.

Carlos' high-speed movement will bring about considerable source quality fluctuations. The longer the distance, the greater the source quality fluctuations.

indeed. Carlos can use his own source quality to suppress the changes in the surrounding air, or in other words, move like a real light—but this kind of movement is definitely limited to the surroundings of his body, and the surrounding clothes are already very reluctant.

Is it possible to take a glass of juice from the counter and put it on the table without any fluctuation? No.

Of course not.

Ian looked at the table. This is a fairly common Canaanite-style tea table. The four table pillars are carved into four butterflies just beginning to break out of their cocoons, and the tabletop is a crystal clear complex butterfly Wings, the light flashes back and forth in these butterfly wings, in the eyes of people, it is a river of dazzling scales, just as dazzling as the scale powder of real butterflies.

And the purple peach juice was placed there, motionless.

Light. Motionless, with no waves of juice.

The young man was a little taken aback, he saw through Carlos' tricks: "It's a cover-up."

Lifting his head, Ian said softly but firmly: "The juice has been here from the beginning. Your Highness Carlos, you have not moved since the beginning. You have been sitting on the sofa the whole time, and you just straightened up a little—the juice has been here since the beginning." On the table in the first place, you deceived my vision with the most exquisite light deception, and sealed the taste of the juice with the sublimation technique that may have been prepared long ago."

"You have been occupying the dominant position of the topic just now, letting my thoughts follow your topic, which makes me have no time to observe the wine bottles on the table and the juice hidden in the light, and use high-speed movement to go out Greeting my actions also makes me subconsciously assume that you will take the same method to get the juice."

Saying so, he laughed: "You use light to cover your vision, and you use a small amount of source quality to suppress the spread of flavor. Your Highness, you have been misleading and deceiving since we met. This is a well-planned trap, and my instinct and intuition tricked myself into thinking I had the right answer."

"But actually, you never acted." Snap. Snapped. Snapped.

Prince Carlos stared at Ian with surprise eyes, and he slapped his palms vigorously, as if celebrating some of the most exciting happy events: "Yes! That's it!"

"Ian, as expected of you, you actually saw through this point. You know, when I demonstrated this little deception skill for the first time, I was able to fool even an ordinary fourth energy level. But you, as the second energy level, can discover it!"

"It's absurd."

Ian remained calm, he said modestly: "Your Highness, you definitely didn't use all your strength to deal with me, and you also deliberately chose a butterfly wing table with a lot of light refraction, which is easily reminiscent of the correct answer."

"Actually, as long as I don't use my psychic power, I really can't discover the perfect light deception technique."

"Haha, don't be modest. Although the moment of hesitation and distraction is all you need in battle, if it's a battle, you can see through it at a glance."

Carlos shook the wine bottle in his hand, then took a sip, and said cheerfully: "And

And, you kid, the subtext is that as long as you activate the prophetic power, no one in this world can lie to you? It is indeed true that the prophet wants to see through this little trick more than enough. "

"But. Minor Prophet, you still made a mistake." "Ian, do you see that?"

Saying so, the eldest prince held his left hand in the air, and the purple peach juice that was originally placed on the table rose into the air and came to Ian: "Take a good look."

Ian frowned slightly, he took the purple peach juice, and then his body froze slightly. "This is not a purple peach"

The moment Ian took the juice, the purple color that was originally full of the cup faded instantly, turning into a fresh and tender pink! The boy stared at the cup in his hand in astonishment: "Peach juice?"

Looking up, Ian almost gasped: "Now the price of the juice has become one ninetyth of the original price!" "Why do you care about the price? I think peach juice tastes better than purple peach, and the tongue is not smooth will turn purple."

Carlos shook his head, showing a standard eight-toothed smile: "You can see through the first point, which is enough to surprise me, and the second point, although it seems that I revoked the source quality, that's why I turned the purple peach back into honey. Peach, but actually, I felt your essence touch my essence the moment it touched the cup—that's not a coincidence.”

"Although in the next moment, you shrank back, like a slippery catfish, pretending to be something you didn't notice. But I sensed it clearly, so I took the initiative to withdraw the source quality, and ended this trial, and claim your victory."

Facing Ian who was still confused, Carlos kicked the table angrily: "Don't put on a naive face, it's pretty, it's easy to get away with it, but it's useless to me."

He is standing up at the moment, but he is still lying on the sofa: "Don't pretend. Mikael should have told you, right? Pretending too much is no doubt about showing your own strength. You have displayed high-level source quality control Skills, fighting against and even gaining the upper hand against the special assassins with the blood of the ten kings, how can you shrink back? You will definitely find out!"

"As long as it is discovered, the camouflage of the contents of the bottle is meaningless."

"But I actually still didn't expect that you can really notice something wrong with the juice the first time you pick up the bottle."

"It can be regarded as vigilance."

Seeing that there was no way to hide it from Carlos, Ian also changed his expression, and said relaxedly: "A bottle that has been manipulated by fraud masters long ago, it is too difficult for me to believe that what is contained in it is what I saw. point."

"What's more, can't you also see that I am a prophet?" "Ian, this is not a difficult thing at all."

When Carlos heard this, he moved on the sofa, and he sighed, "Your sect, Chongling Sect or Xinghun Sect, in short, it's the new sect in Nanling, and the names of prophets are famous in it. It's all over the place.”

"Besides, as soon as I heard what you said, I knew that because of your Nanling background, you lack a bit of common sense of high-level nobles that is not a secret."

At this moment, the man with platinum-blonde hair raised his eyebrows and looked serious: "That is, no one, no liar or gambler, dares to call himself a prophet to deceive people."

"Even if you are a psyker, even a psyker with the power close to the prophecy, you don't dare to call yourself the name of a prophet rashly." "Because."

"The four orthodox churches will investigate the real situation of this "prophet" as soon as possible and share information with each other!"

After speaking, Carlos continued to show his standard, friendly smile, and looked at Ian with a playful look: "How, do you understand now?"

"Huaiguang didn't question you. Neither did the Spiritual Weapon Order."

"There's no reaction from the Hall of Souls, the Resurrecting Order just sent a team to South Ridge - they didn't tie you up, and they didn't label the sect that claimed to have prophets as a 'cult'. You know What does that mean?"

Ian remained silent, while the eldest prince continued to talk eloquently: "If there is no response, it is the last

big reaction」

"The four major orthodox churches are all silent, and the Huaiguang Church, which is the first to know in theory, is your friend. Listen, Ian. It is impossible for a person to be neither an ordinary person nor an ordinary person after being inspected by the four major orthodox churches. Not a prophet. You have to be one of the two, nothing else."

「So much information.」

He compared a sword finger with his fingers, and wiped it on his neck: "Huaiguang is on the top, if I don't see it, what am I still the supreme commander of Jinghaiwei? What kind of intelligence department do I still control?" ? I might as well slam my head on my younger brother's sword, so as not to be ashamed for the Setar family."

"Also a possibility.""

Although he acquiesced a long time ago, Ian took a sip of peach juice and responded with great interest: "That may also be a prophetic wonder, isn't it?"

"Indeed there are quite a few."

The First Prince did not deny this possibility: "But if the Prophet can be activated by the right person, then he is a Prophet—do you think that there are many people who can use the Prophet normally? They also need corresponding talents, especially for specific How many years will it take to find a perfect manipulator of a prophet's strange object, and besides not being a prophet, they are not much more common than a prophet!”

"Oh?"

Ian leaned his head gently on the sofa, and let the back of his head sink into the soft pterosaur wing membrane, lost in thought. —The little girl from Leonland, one of the Baron's children named Linda.

She can manipulate the prophetic relic '"The Momentary Head". And she is an artificial psyker.

Obviously, that is the man-made psyker specially made by the Institute of the Intellect, suitable for the Skull of the Moment. They have already mastered this technology!

The Prophet is difficult to man-made, or cannot be man-made, so try to create a psychic who can use it based on the Prophet's relic!

As long as you let go of your thinking, the road is very spacious, and don't be afraid of failure, there will be no consequences anyway, right? It can also verify the experiments of artificial psykers.

At this moment, Ian understood the despicable and vicious thinking of the scholars of the Institute of Gnosis. —What research does the empire have?

Thinking of this, he took another sip of peach juice. "This is blindfolding."

At this moment, Prince Carlos pointed to the juice glass in Ian's hand, smiled and said seriously: "No one will be deceived the second time, but as long as it is the first time, no one can guarantee that they will be able to see through and be deceived." The technique of the sublimator's premonition."

“As long as they take something that is inherently dangerous as a matter of course, they won't be able to have obvious predictions about it, and at most they will have a vague sense of uneasiness.”

"However, which high-level sublimated person does not live in vague anxiety? Who can live in this world with peace of mind? As long as this can be done, the strong can be deceived."

"Just like it is now—Ian."

"Didn't you realize that peach juice is actually poisonous?"

Having said that, the prince of the empire is quite vicious, showing a cheerful smile like a little boy who succeeded in pranking, he pointed to the peach juice cup in Ian's hand and said with a smirk: "It's the poison of the moonlight snake, no harm!" It is colorless and tasteless, and tastes similar to peach juice. Although it may not be fatal to you, it will make you paralyzed and lie on the sofa as comfortably as I do!"

「Oh? Is that so~?」

While Ian held the juice glass in his right hand, he also showed a smirk like a little boy who succeeded in pranking - the holder of the water fairy blood raised his left hand: "Your Highness, don't look down on me!"

What appeared in Ian's left hand was a small group of ice crystals. It was the poison of the moonlight snake that was purified from peach juice by the young man with his own body and crystallized in the palm of his hand!

Under the stare of Prince Carlos's surprised eyes, Ian threw the toxin crystal up and dropped it back into his mouth. The young man chewed and said with a smile: "I am close to the master alchemist, even the youngest master alchemist." ——As you said, it's okay if you don't know, I've already raised my vigilance, Zitao and Mitao have already been discovered, how could the poison not be discovered?”

"What's more

Condition, the poison of the moonlight snake.”」

Ian swallowed the sweet poisonous crystals in his mouth, shrugged and said: "The taste is very good, and it is also tasted by the peach juice."

He is not poisoned at all. As Prince Carlos said before, as long as he is prepared, a sublimator can deal with all attacks.

Whether it is light or poison. "Wonderful!"

Prince Carlos exclaimed, he even put down the wine bottle, and gave Ian a gesture of admiration: "You are several times better than I imagined—how many surprises are you going to bring? You are really a treasure. "

"You have to know that this seemingly simple serial deception has deceived the former strongest in the world!"

Speaking of this, his expression suddenly became a little sentimental: "The first knight back then is such a simple technique, as long as it is used when a strong man like him is relieved, it can still be effective."

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