above the sky

This is not an illusory dream, but a kind of future that originates from one's own precognition horizon.

In his sleep, thoughts flashed through Ian's mind, and he vaguely felt that the future was closely related to, even closely linked to, his present.

He is a prophet and cannot predict his future, so he uses another method to weave a prophetic dream from the perspective of dreams and other people.

Six years later.

When Elan grew up to Ian's age, he finally understood how amazing his brother's intelligence and talent were.

It is no exaggeration for Elan to think that even after 12 years of training, he may not be able to catch up with his brother from six years ago—whether it is fighting skills, knowledge or ability to judge on the spot, he is not as good as the brother he remembers. , not even a hand.

Not beautification, but the truth.

He knew better than anyone that his older brother could learn alchemy inscriptions without letting go of the training of sublimation skills, and even had spare energy to cook and teach himself to learn.

And he just practiced sublimation skills, learned cultural knowledge, and exercised his body every day.

If it wasn't for the fact that his brother laid a good foundation for him back then, at his age, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to master math.

It is precisely because he lived together that year and experienced his brother's talent firsthand, that Ellen can always be humble, or objectively examine all his achievements without any pride or dissatisfaction,

Even so, in fact, Elan has been regarded as a genius among the white people after Ian.

Under the undisguised teaching of Bishop Bai Wu, he has successfully condensed the source seed, and his physical fitness has reached the standard.

In just a few more days, when the receipt from the Holy Mountain arrives, Bishop Baiwu can prepare potions for him and lead him on the path of the Huaiguang Church's unique inheritance of 'Xiaoguang Residents'.

Although because he did not 'die' once, he did not meet the needs of the clergy, and could not truly join the Huaiguang Church, but the Huaiguang Church was not just an organization with clerics, he could be a co-worker As long as they have made outstanding contributions, they can also advance within the church.

The Xiaoguang Settler is an extremely special inheritance. It is neither the true form nor the bloodline, because the true form of the bloodline is originally a 'difference' defined by a group of scholars and ascenders headed by the Huaiguang Church. Inheritance, in fact, is extremely dependent on talent, and even requires practitioners to have psionic power, which is an inheritance that can only be practiced by 'qualified people' in the true sense.

Xiaoguang squatters are such an inheritance. Only psionics can adapt. Although ordinary people can practice perfectly after the improvement of later generations, the inheritance of psionics will still be much easier than that of non-psionics.

It just so happened that Elan did have a talent for psionic energy. As time passed, his psionic energy was on the verge of awakening, so he was introduced to practice this inheritance by Bishop Bai Wu.

But the boy could still sense his brother.

Is this real, or just an illusion? Even Elam couldn't be sure.

After all, Bishop Bai Wu really won't lie to himself. Although the other party is old-fashioned and uninteresting, he really tried his best to teach himself. After Elder Pude died of stomach cancer a year ago, it was he who presided over the funeral and adopted him in name. himself, and made an agreement with Viscount Grant.

In his own induction, my brother was always alive, but it lacked the original gentleness and became extremely calm.

Yes, calm.

No matter what, no change, can't make him feel angry, feel pain, and feel happy... It's such a peace.

Is brother really still alive? What is the difference between such peace and death?

Elan didn't understand this. He was just a fourteen-year-old boy after all. Just gritting his teeth and studying, trying to catch up with his brother's back had exhausted his strength.

"Today, let's continue to exercise."

Leaving the house, Elan looked around the slightly depressed street in front of him, and couldn't help sighing: "The war has still affected Nanling."

Two years ago, the Duke of Thorin, the Grand Duke of the Northwest, declared independence with the support of Flying Flames. This should have been the last straw to defeat the western defense line of the Empire. Since then, the Constructed Knights can drive straight in, across the western Great Plains, and reach Imperial capital.

But it never occurred to me that just three days later, the Flaming fortress group behind the Great Desert of Flying Flames also declared its independence with the support of the Empire, allowing the Empire and the Seven Cities Alliance to reach a pincer-shaped offensive to encircle Nemasa. Surrounded by the kingdoms of Sri Lanka, the troops once arrived at the port of Misty, where the ancestors of Nemathas arose.

--war?

What are you fighting, if you keep fighting, you will really change homes!

This was an unprecedented strategic shift, and everyone was stunned and at a loss.

Archduke Sorin finally understood why the imperial capital ignored his repeated threats and requests for help. His feelings were that the other party just planned to use himself to block the peak of the flying flames, and the real strategic action was still in the north!

And the officers and soldiers of the fortress group in the Flaming Fireland suddenly realized why they sweated and bleed for the kings, and as a result, the salary was reduced year by year, and even arrears occurred. The feelings are that they are no longer real here. On the strategic front, they are just outcasts thrown out to attract the attention of the Empire!

——Fortunately, they became independent quickly, otherwise, they would have been discarded as consumables!

Although the situation is critical, it is not particularly critical. After all, everyone is in a hurry, so it is not really urgent.

All in all, Nanling did lose a lot of trade routes due to the blockade of Grand Duke Thorin, and the construction of the thriving Harrison Port was also stagnant. Many businessmen and adventurers who had lived here for a long time returned to the Great Plains north of the Imperial Capital District, which is the hometown of most of the imperial people.

Elan himself didn't know much about the political and military forces. Anyway, neither Archduke Sorin nor Fei Yandi could get into Nanling. At most, he sent people to harass him.

Even if it does come down, so what? Whoever ruled is not ruled, wouldn’t there really be someone who would go over the mountains and run into the mountains and jungles and have to kill the locals?

At that time, the Great Khan of the Royal Court of Heaven unified the three plains, and invaded the rainy wetlands with 300,000 elite cavalry. The rivers and the rain gave off a fishy smell.

Even now, there are many parasitic zerg in the rainy wetlands that use the skulls of demihumans as their nests, and even a new species of skeletal zerg has formed. , so that the two countries launched a strategic confrontation for more than two hundred years.

If Fei Yandi really wanted to invade Nanling, it wouldn't be a matter of re-enacting the bloody battle of the year, 80% of the effect would always be there.

Huhu——

The wind picked up violently.

The boy of Bai Zhimin who left the church raised his head and looked towards the sky of the South China Sea. It gradually increased. The sound like a wave swept across the sea and the jungle. This was the moist sea breeze from the far sea. When the sound is like a sea of ​​clouds and waves, it will make this sound.

The monsoon in the spring and summer will blow the heat and water vapor stored in the sea to the central continent in the north, forming continuous rain clouds, and these moist water vapor will finally be combined with the mountain peaks and the dry hot wind from the north. The collision eventually turned into a heavy rain, moistening the vast land.

This is the ecology of Terra Continent, season after season, year after year.

The gray clouds gathered in the distant sea. This should be a trivial matter that all Nanling people feel ordinary, and similar scenes are basically possible to see every day.

But this time Ellen instinctively felt that something was wrong.

Not for any other reason, just because of his psionic power.

His psionic energy sensed...from the clouds in the sky...a familiar breath.

The lead-grey dark clouds have gathered, and the low and oppressive sea of ​​clouds is spreading. The originally blue sky and blue sea are covered by these gloomy clouds.

It's like a harbinger of disaster, and the prelude to a dark disaster.

"This is……"

The white-haired boy opened his eyes wide, and the purple eyes gradually lit up with endless streams of light purple light. He took a deep breath, trying to get rid of this feeling of oppression that was about to suffocate.

Elan never thought that when he felt the familiar breath again, he would be so shocked, so shocked.

So... admiration and fear.

It's like seeing a fallen mountain, an erupting volcano, seeing the thunder across the entire sky, seeing the avalanche and tsunami swept towards it... It is both shocking, intoxicating, and fearful.

"elder brother?"

Looking up at the sky, the black clouds that had spread to Port Harrison and even the entire Great Redwood Forest area, the boy of the white people raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch those lead-grey clouds: "Is that you?"

"You're here?!"

The wind did not answer the call.

But dozens of seconds later, a mighty 'warm snow' fell in Port Harrison.