High Above Chapter 804

  Chapter 804 The famous Ian Silver Peak (7800)

  —Haha, first time?

  At this moment, Ian didn't feel helpless in his heart, but instead had a feeling of 'I'm familiar with this feeling! ' The excitement.

  He often makes mistakes due to his common sense being different from ordinary people, and friends around him often make fun of him. For example, Ethan said, "It is impossible for ordinary people to complete the elite alchemy experiment with one hand!" ', Xiou complained, 'It is impossible for a normal human to suppress a real dragon in terms of soul acuity, I mean a normal human! 'etc…

  Now everyone is being silly, and the air is suddenly full of joy.

   On the street not far away, a werewolf named Suo Tuolun Suyue retreated cautiously.

   "Damn, why did you meet the key target?"

  Until now, his heart beat faster. The big werewolf's tail is shaking violently now, with a look of shock on his face: "Everyone is together? Did you just come here? How bad is my luck!"

   "Almost...could be seriously injured, or even die!"

  Ian Silver Peak, an imperial genius who suddenly appeared like a natural disaster.

  In the list summarized within the Royal Court of Heaven, it is a monster that is classified as a 'key observation' level.

  He is considered to be at the same level as the youngest son of Khan, the chief student of the Qingyue Minaret, the heir of the Canaan Moor Fertile Tribe, and the eldest grandson of Emperor Setar. He ranks among the top ten in the entire exploration camp, and even the entire young generation of Terra.

  Suo Tuolun is quite conceited about his own strength, thinking that among the younger generation, he is definitely a top-notch powerhouse, and the third energy level is only a realm that can be reached with hard work and time, worthy of the blood flowing in his body.

   But in the face of those 'monsters' who were under observation, at most he would pass by, and he would not dare to fight at all.

   If you want to talk about why...you can see it just by looking at your age!

At the age of seventeen, at the second energy level, he has also mastered advanced source quality control skills, and even has the terrifying performance of shooting down three enemy planes in one battle while driving an armor (mountain civil war). ACE is not too much!

  The elf assassin himself is not incapable of dealing with it, but he is.

Suo Tuolun had watched the video of the battle between Ian and the Elf Assassin several times. Although it looked like a tie, in fact, he could see that Ian stood motionless from the beginning to the end. Even with only one hand raised, this kind of ease can suppress the opponent's entire team, which is not at the same level of combat power as him!

  As the intelligence department of the Royal Court of Heaven continued to gather information and dig into the performance of Ian Yinfeng, basically everyone in the exploration team took a breath of cold air.

  —Suppressed the unrest of the mountain people alone?

  —With the blood of the dragon, he became the envoy of the dragon god, controlled the ruins of the holy land of the mountain people, and repelled the constructed knights of the flying flames?

  —At the same time, he is almost a master-level alchemist, who has developed a variety of new weapons, potions, and even war equipment, and developed facilities? !

"real or fake?"

Even the Khan boy who is usually indifferent to everything and always looks at everything with boring eyes, after reading these materials, he took the initiative to question for the first time: "Everything else is okay, I also It can be done, but the last alchemy... how did he manage to develop all-round development of sublimation skills, alchemy and inscriptions?"

   "Is this information true or false? Did the credit of the entire territory be attributed to him alone?"

It's no wonder everyone is so skeptical... After all, this kind of ability, in the period of the Lost Era or the beginning of the Terra Era, could independently establish a country and become the founder of the country—if the mountain people had this kind of ability three hundred years earlier The leader of the level will not be conquered by the empire at all, but will become an independent small country with the help of the geographical advantages of the Baisen Mountains like Junling Fort or Canaan Moore!

   At the very least, there will be an imperial duke on the Nanling side, unlike now, who has no right to speak politically!

  Of course, these are things that have been analyzed a long time ago... What really made Sotorun's hair stand on end was because of another thing.

   "What a killing intent... No, he didn't treat me as a living person at all!"

The werewolf still feels the chills on his back, and the pair of cold and curious blue eyes appeared in his mind—Ian Yinfeng... The gaze he looked at just now was like a chef looking at the meat on the chopping board, an alchemist Look at the experimental body on the test bench!

   That was the cold malice that broke him into pieces at a glance, and would definitely do it if he had the chance!

   "It's terrible, how many people did he kill and how many human experiments did he do?!"

Suo Tuolun, whose heart was beating all the time, returned to the camp of the Royal Court of Heaven. As a member of the official exploration team, the guard knights were familiar with him, and he was allowed to enter without much inspection, while some werewolves who had lost their minds asked for some meat and tea, sitting by the side of the cafeteria to appease myself.

   A loud voice came to my ears.

   "The early exploration team who was building the camp on the second floor discovered something good again. It is said that it is a brand new sublimation magic plant, which can reverse part of the distortion, and was bought by scholars in the capital of knowledge."

"The teams from Canaan Moore Dragon Worship and Yanjiang have also arrived today, and it is estimated that they will officially start tomorrow. Ian Yinfeng... is stronger than Anfa of Dragon Blood? I can't see it, but the Jindeng family It's just that the young miss doesn't want to make a move in real life.”

"It's not that easy. Long Island and the elves have cooperated for so long and haven't solved the blood pulse problem. She probably won't be able to move without the prosthetic body, right? Fortunately, they can still find a second leader... the Yinfeng family. The young Patriarch is really amazing."

   "But His Highness is still the strongest."

   "Brothers, here is the new news. We have been assigned to the third batch to enter, the entrance on the east side of the ruins! Unfortunately, we are not the first..."

   "The first and second must be the elves and the empire. Other countries have also sent their elites. Although His Highness is strong, it is impossible to overwhelm the host."

"Actually, this is also an opportunity. The eldest son of the Setar royal family, the son of Carlos the Glory, is also in the exploration team... just to step on the arrogance of the imperials and let them know that the blood of the World Eaters is better than theirs." The glowing bird is stronger!"

"More than that! The young heir of the Fertile Land Department is said to have been designated as the future top seat... The older generation is leaving, and this group of young people is one of the future kings. If they can be defeated in this exploration , can boost the prestige of the royal court!"

   For these remarks, Suo Tuolun actually very much agrees, which is why he wandered the streets and challenged other members of the exploration team.

  The Royal Court of Heaven is a country that is very proud of blood and race. In order to prove that they are better than others, they will use all means.

  Drinking the calming tea, the werewolf felt his heart gradually calm down, getting rid of the fear that Ian gave him.

  With the tranquility of the mind, the surrounding world gradually quiets down, no longer noisy...

No. wrong!

   The whole cafeteria really has no sound!

  Sotolun raised his head in shock, he heard a steady and rhythmic footsteps, this sound kept vibrating in accordance with his heartbeat, causing his body to vibrate... No! It was this footstep that forcibly synchronized the heartbeats of everyone present!

  Many weaker staff members have already slumped on the chairs. They are short of breath, their blood oxygen concentration drops rapidly, and they feel that the life in their bodies is being taken away, suppressed...

  At the entrance, a young teenager is slowly walking into the cafeteria.

   "I don't like to compare me with other strong people when I haven't fought yet. Just like fighting beasts, I don't have the slightest respect for me and other people."

This is a young man of 17 or 18 years old, with a low veterinary appearance and a well-proportioned physique. He is dressed in a black military uniform. He has wolf ears and a long tail that all wolf-blooded demihumans have. The pure white hair is on the shoulders and back. Dispersed, as if fused with his skin.

But in complete contrast to the snowy hair and skin, his eyes are pure black, only the pupils are blood red. It can even be said that the inhuman eyes give everyone present a sense of danger that goes deep into the bone marrow, even if he is long He is quite handsome, he can be called a heroic and beautiful boy, but under the suppression of this sense of danger, everyone can only feel that there is an extremely terrifying giant man-eating beast in front of them.

  Everyone in the camp lowered their heads and even apologized under the peaceful gaze of the young man.

   "Please... please forgive me, Your Highness Gaar..."

   "We are too complacent..."

   "Forgive our Passover..."

   "I forgive you. Let's continue eating." Garshmore withdrew his momentum in a very easy-to-talk manner, clearing up the atmosphere in the entire cafeteria.

   Then, he smiled and walked towards the corner of the cafeteria, where some werewolves were restless.

   "Cousin Suo Tuo Lun. I obviously got the news that you have won five consecutive battles, but looking at it now, why did you come back with your tail between your legs like a bereaved dog?"

Coming to Suo Tuolun's side, the white-haired wolf boy lowered his head, and said in a smiling but cold tone: "Did you meet a strong man? Cousin, I said it before, The ability to keep going up and down requires a long period of fighting and winning to develop self-confidence."

   "But this kind of self-confidence is fragile. As long as you face a truly strong person who is so powerful that you dare not even challenge before you mature, you will feel restless and unstable in your beliefs."

  Placing his hand lightly on Suo Tuolun's shoulder, the white-haired werewolf boy rubbed his face against his cousin's trembling ear affectionately, just like a pack of wolves rubbing their hair.

   He asked softly, "Did you fight him?"

  Sotolun was silent for a second, then he gritted his teeth and said, "...No."

   click.

There was a crisp bone cracking sound, and Sotolun's steel skeleton, which was comparable to the strongest heavy armored skeleton, and even better, burst, but Sotolun, who was covered in cold sweat, didn't say a word, but just endured it silently. .

"Where's your courage?" Leaving Suo Tuo Lun, Gaar sat opposite his cousin, his tone became impatient: "You have even been tapped by the other party quietly - I have already done it for you. You get rid of it, and by the way, I will teach you a lesson for this stupid old man, you won't hold grudges against me, will you?”

   "Hey, how come, I deserve it."

  Gar's impatient attitude actually relieved Sotolun. He was well aware of his cousin's awkward temper, and the calmer he was, the more unhappy he was. Now that he could talk to himself cursingly, it meant his mood improved.

At this moment, he took a deep breath, and the originally shattered and fractured scapula began to reorganize and bond at the micron level under the peristalsis of the muscles. In the werewolf's world view, the serious disability injury has become a joke at the level of "pinch the flesh".

Yes. The situation that seemed quite scary just now, to them, was actually a joke of the level of 'my cousin saw a mosquito on his back, and because he was in a bad mood, he slapped the mosquito to death with a relatively strong force'.

   Broken bones? I still need to care about this little thing, I'm already at the second level, so don't be so delicate, okay?

  King Shimer's court, Khan's descendants are all monsters like this...Even with a little blood, they can easily heal broken bones.

   And the direct line is even more.

  Each of them has powerful vitality and destructive power that ordinary people can't even imagine. Their children's playful fights can smash each other's skulls and crush brothers' hearts.

   It sounds like killing each other like raising Gu. Using this method to determine the strongest child is dark and cruel, disgusting.

   But actually not at all.

Ordinary people can't understand the supernatural logic of the top bloodline nobles at all... If you break your skull, just stick some saliva on yourself; Is it all right?

   Even if the soul is wiped out, the big deal is to rest and recuperate for a month, and it will be fine when the new soul grows out of the body.

For ordinary ascensionists, it is a terrible injury, but for these world-swallowing wolves, the most direct descendants of the blade of punishment, it is the same as wrestling to wear the flesh on the knees, or accidentally knocking out a tooth , are all painful, but definitely not fatal minor injuries.

As long as the heart, soul, and brain are not destroyed at the same time, no matter how serious the injury is, no matter how much the fight seems excessive, the Great Khan will not care. The biting and killing intent did not fade away.

  If these little wolves dare to show their fangs to him, and dare to raise their swords against him in the future, that will be the most beautiful manifestation of family affection.

  It's nothing more than... ordinary mother and daughter quarreling, father and son fighting.

  Of course, no matter how strong the vitality is, the pain is definitely painful. Even because of the overdeveloped and sensitive nerves and perception, the people of the Ximoer royal family will suffer even more after being injured.

   But even this little pain is unbearable, it is better to commit suicide as soon as possible, so as not to embarrass Wang Ting.

   "I really don't know about the wiretapping device, but I guess it was installed by Xio, the dragon of the void. You know, I'm not very sensitive about it."

Suo Tuolun knew that his cousin's unhappiness had been vented, so he sighed and shared half of his food with the other party: "As for that Ian Yinfeng... I am not afraid of your anger, his killing intent and You're almost terrifying, but quite different, not with the killing intent of a hunt or a battlefield... but a calm, inhuman gaze, like, like..."

  The big werewolf racked his brains to think about adjectives, and after more than ten seconds, he finally found the appropriate thing: "Yes, it's like a natural disaster!"

   "He destroyed me as easily as a natural disaster destroyed the hut! I judged that I would be killed by him in a flash, so I gave up the challenge."

   "Oh...that's it."

Picking up the steak from his cousin's plate, eating it directly with his hands, and putting it in his mouth, Gar raised his head vaguely and said to himself: "You are a little better, you can actually sense the other party's 'mood'. "

   "It seems that Ian Yinfeng has grasped the key to the mind-light body, and he is indeed a genius at the same level as me."

"Really?"

   Now, Suo Tuolun is a little unbelievable: "How can he compare with you? Although he is not a real ordinary genius, but a revived poor family, but with a precious blood like you..."

   "Don't underestimate civilian geniuses."

After swallowing the meat steak, Gaar stuck out his scarlet tongue. He licked off the meat juice from the corner of his mouth with a rather indecent movement, and continued to pick out a piece of meat steak casually, chewing: "The world's most powerful civilian genius, his name is Fu Riedrich—Da Zongjiang doesn't have any blood, he is just a pure ordinary person. His talent, not to mention the Great Khan, I'm afraid you would be ashamed of adding up all the fifth energy levels in our era. He can do it with one finger. Hang up and humiliate us 'geniuses' who rely on our blood."

   "We are powerful, and we can be confident. This is the capital given to us by our blood, but don't be too confident. Those who are conceited will not be able to reach the third level. Cousin, you have to pay attention to... humility."

After noticing that Suo Tuolun nodded blankly, the werewolf boy looked out of the window with his black and red eyes, and he said with a smile: "Of course, I don't think that Ian is the second master craftsman. How powerful it really is, we have to Let's talk about it after we get to the ruins.”

"It's just a pity, I thought he could beat you half to death and then send you back, so that I can analyze his fighting techniques and the purity of the source quality from your body... Sigh, cousin, why didn't you fight? ?”

   Speaking of this, he sighed: "Even if it is an instant kill, it can still leave some traces."

   "I don't dare..." Sotolun took a sip of tea and muttered in a low voice, "I'm afraid he will tear me apart..."

   "Sortorum's decision is correct."

  A cold female voice sounded, and without a sound, an elf girl sat on another seat at this table without any warning.

The girl's long ears were pricked up, her long jet-black hair was hanging down her shoulders, and the corners of her eyes were blush, as if a little color suddenly appeared in a painting that was only black and white, adding to the indifferent and calm temperament. A little human: "I took a look from a distance just now. Besides my old opponent Anfa and that beautiful boy, the rumored Terinosaurus is also in better condition than we imagined."

   "Ian doesn't need to take action at all. Both Anfa and Siou can easily deal with Sotolun. There is no need to seriously injure our combat power and obtain information we already know."

   "Galan, you're here." Gaar wasn't surprised at all, but Sotolun stood up in surprise.

  Because of the outstanding beauty in front of her eyes, the elven girl with a slender waist and blazing golden eyes is none other than Galan Guoyu... the elven genius who is said to inherit the top inheritance of the fifth energy level in the future!

Although Suo Tuolun knew that his side had already formed an alliance with the "Pillar Party" of the elves, he still couldn't believe it: "Why did you come like this? Canaan Moore's team was not led by the Prisoner of Gold from the Fertile Soil Department Is it the cage method? If the maintenance party finds out..."

"This is Canaan Moor. It's not a place to maintain the party." Although the elf girl with black hair and golden eyes has a cold temperament, she is not reticent. She shook her head and said, "Elder Mafa can't rule us... the exploration team is not him One person has the final say, the strong man of our clan is not far away."

Hearing this, everyone understands that the maintenance party and the pillar party are still fighting among themselves. The maintenance party relies on its advantage as the ruling party to make the fourth-level powerhouse on its side become the official member of the Canaan Moor Exploration Team. Team leader, but the ruins are located in Canaan Moor after all, the fourth energy level of the elves can appear at any time as long as they think about it!

  So, today's Canaan Moor Exploration Team is actually split into two parts. Some joined forces with the empire, and some joined forces with the royal court of heaven.

"Korando Wotu can't beat me, and it's his uncle Mafa who makes people uncomfortable." Galan unceremoniously picked up the teapot from Suo Tuolun's hand, poured a cup for herself, and she said while sipping tea: "But Ai Na Setar...restrains me a lot. Dragon Island and the Ember Lantern Department (Ian and his party) are also quite troublesome, not to mention the idiot at the City of Learning. I haven't answered any words, and have been meditating and reading books.”

   "And I can't even attack him. It's a defensive technique that staggers reality and subspace. They are all difficult guys."

"Find someone when you are in trouble. There are many people and strength is great. Wolves are like this, so are people." Obviously he seems to be a very arrogant person, but the young son of Khan, Gaer, said it unexpectedly and grounded: "But now it seems , there is no way to gain an advantage in terms of numbers... we can only rely on our own abilities."

   Speaking of which, he folded his hands in front of his chest, showing a sharp-toothed smile: "However, being able to fight against so many opponents that you would never meet at all..."

   "It's not a bad feeling."

   "How many temptations have we encountered along the way?"

On the road to the camp, Ian complained: "The werewolf before, and the elves sneaking behind, have been watching our fluctuations from a distance in the void, and the dwarves who wanted to drink with me just now - counting those who are upright Just by the side of the street, at least a dozen guys from different backgrounds, right?"

"It's not bad." Compared with Ian who is used to hiding his identity and hiding behind his vest, Anfa and Isengard are quite accustomed to this level of attention. Ethan patted his friend on the shoulder and comforted: " You're just not used to standing under the gaze of everyone, that's okay, there are only a dozen or so depending on the situation, so it's pretty restrained."

   "The main reason is that I really didn't expect it."

Ian sighed: "I do have a lot of hidden secrets, and I'm not very good at standing in front of these snoopers who are racking their brains to find out the truth... But what I'm not used to is that they don't do it—one by one with obvious or secret intentions. hostility, but does not attack, just hides..."

"Ha, no wonder His Royal Highness Carlos specifically asked me to talk about the 'Deceit Technique'. He had already guessed that I was a prophet and knew the current situation in the camp. threats' and lose their cool, unable to judge the future."

Even Ian can't spy out everyone's thoughts and actions, he can only see the tricks, and the strong men in Terra are all self-aware, they may go crazy, go crazy , will be obsessed with one thing and ignore all other foreign things - but in important things, things about dreams and beliefs, they will never make too outrageous mistakes.

It's like the prying and greetings that Ian and others have been encountering since they boarded the airship... Following the first person, the werewolf from the Royal Court of Heaven, Ian and the others encountered successive prying and greetings... chatter.

Most of them observe from a distance and retreat when they are discovered, but there are also dwarves from Ganterigum who come to greet them enthusiastically and share a large bottle of wine. Although Ian does not drink, he does not refuse. At this moment, he is holding this bottle of high-purity water of life, which is said to be extremely powerful, in his arms, and plans to put it in the room later.

drink? Only a fool would drink this kind of solvent-grade alcohol! No need to bother your stomach.

"Now I'm completely famous, and I can't pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger." Ian comforted himself: "But it's a good thing to think about it carefully. As long as our exploration process goes smoothly this time, it is equivalent to facing the whole Terra at once." It's much easier for high-level advertising-territory to attract sponsorship."

   "Of course." "Sure." Isengard and Anfa said in unison. As the sponsors and sponsors of the Xiahui collar, they are also determined in their hearts at the same time to increase investment, so as not to be diluted by other local tyrants who don't know where they come from!

  But Ian didn't think much about it. He didn't understand the psychology of financial investment very well, but he just felt that if there were more winners, it would be easier to collect money.

  Just as there is a big force behind every official exploration team, the background of the Imperial Dragon Worship Exploration Team is actually Dragon Island. Ben Long, the king of the mountain, is the special envoy of Dragon Island, and the eldest prince Carlos is also a prince who has a good relationship with Dragon Island, so although the Nanling Dragon Worship Sect is very poor, with the support of the empire, the camp is quite luxurious, even more expensive than Ian's lord's mansion in Xiahui was even more luxurious.

Big room, big bathroom, and even a private hot spring—Ian really understood when he saw that the room with a construction period of no more than a week actually had a man-made hot spring made of high-quality boulders... When a high-level sublimation When the reader really wants to enjoy, he only needs to get all the desires he wants without any effort.

  So... They probably don't care about this kind of ordinary desire... so they fall into the madness in the eyes of ordinary people.

   These are already two worlds. Not just material enjoyment, but two spiritual worlds.

   It's not that Ian doesn't like to enjoy, the main reason is that he is used to working and practicing in the study for a long time. He has not even slept in bed for half a year in Xiahui's leadership.

   "Everyone should have a good rest today."

   Soon, after Ian and the others settled in the camp, the notice came—a day of preparation tomorrow, and they will set off directly the next morning to start the exploration of the Alien Research Institute.

   It sounds abrupt, but actually for this exploration, Canaan Moor officials have already made long-term preparations.

  The first and second floors of the ruins already have the most basic camps, and the exploration team can rest there after being exhausted and injured after exploring the depths.

These elite exploration teams are supposed to go deeper, to unearth the real secrets of the ruins in dangerous areas that ordinary people cannot reach. The most time-consuming camp construction does not need them to do it by themselves. When all the people are here, they can start directly. .

  Ian didn't have any opinion on this, he was even a little impatient at the moment.

  Late at night. While everyone was recharging their energy and preparing for the upcoming formal exploration, Ian did not rest, but sat on the edge of his bed.

  At this moment, he is closing his eyes and meditating, adjusting the state of the 'source quality furnace core' and 'ancient dragon core' in his body, and adjusting the Herald of Steel to the best state to cope with the upcoming challenges.

  However, at this moment, the boy frowned slightly.

   "Huh?" Opening his eyes, Ian stood up and walked quickly to the window.

  His spirit gave him an inexplicable premonition... Ian frowned, looking out the window at the exploration camp, the blue light in his eyes flickered.

   Then, there was a scene that surprised him.

  In the vision of foresight, the entire camp was shrouded in pitch-black clouds and mists. Scarlet lightning was like a tsunami, churning endlessly in the black sea of ​​clouds, erupting an extremely terrifying breath of death.

  Everyone, except for those who are strong at the fourth energy level, everyone in the camp has at least at least a bright red 'death crisis'!

   This scene actually only moved Ian's heart slightly, and he wasn't surprised at all, but just had a feeling of 'it really is'.

  However, what happened next really shocked him.

Because in the next moment, all the pitch-black weapons and blood-red lightning disappeared—the fog in the entire camp returned to normal. Although there were still some people who were in danger of death or even certain death, it was within the normal range. The vast majority of people, especially the support staff walking on the street, are all covered with the most common white and blue two-color fog.

   Even more than that.

  While Ian was still looking around the camp outside the window in amazement, another few tens of seconds later, the dark mist and **** lightning wave came again—and then everything returned to normal... In short, it was such a cyclical transition, just like a heartbeat.

"this is…"

  After noticing this phenomenon, Ian looked serious: "Is this interference from other prophets? Or... will there really be an undetermined future?"

   Happy New Year, readers! This period of time has been relatively busy recently. If there is no update at 8:00 am, then it will be updated before 8:00 pm!

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