High Above

Just when the black shadow was confronting Xio who suddenly appeared.

Ian, who was 'escaping' all the way, was muttering something in his heart that was enough to make the black shadow faint.

"Hold your strength, hold your strength back, otherwise the opponent will not be able to break through the defense..."

Ian, who was pale (slowing down the blood flow) and with weakened strength (shrinking his own strength), had lowered his defense as much as possible. As a result, the black shadow's knife still did not cut through the flesh. After shattering his armor, it only scratched A layer of skin was broken.

If Ian hadn't reacted quickly, clamped the blade with his own muscles, forced himself to cut himself with his own strength, and fixed the blade, Black Shadow's knife might have been deflected long ago. How could he still return it? Insert it into him?

Not to mention, in order to be injured as much as possible, Ian even took off the dragon skin vest left by his teacher in advance and wrapped it around his waist - otherwise, let alone breaking the defense, the black shadow's knife would have been directly deflected.

Of course, this is something only Ian knows.

From the outside, it looked like he had lost body control due to running for a long time. He was caught off guard and stabbed in the vital part of his back with a knife.

It was this scene that made Xio, who had been hiding in the surrounding jungle waiting for an opportunity, take advantage of the situation and block the black shadow.

As for why not sooner...

Come on, Ian wasn't even hurt, so where would the Dragon Cult have any reason to help him?

When the road is rough, do you act bravely?

...It's not impossible. The young knight has white hair and silver armor, is handsome in appearance, and has excellent cooking skills. On the other hand, the black figure is covered with a jet black metal carapace. His face is not visible, and he has no sense of beauty at all.

It's a dragon... it's a person who knows who to help.

But in the final analysis, the more dangerous it is, the more you show up at the last moment, the more thanks you will receive.

I don’t care about Xio’s inner thoughts for now.

He didn't notice at all that Ian simply looked at the area where he was and then 'escaped' all the way here.

He didn't even know that when he ran out to save the scene, he almost forgot to take out the knife, so he went up with the scabbard, which was also seen by Ian.

As for whether Xio can stop the black shadow, Ian is not worried at all.

Putting aside the fact that he had already seen that Heiying did not want to reveal his true identity at all, if he was not 100% sure, he would never use all his strength when doing private work like this, and would probably leave if someone stopped him.

Xio's true identity is obviously a dragon, and the human form is just a remote prosthetic body. So what if he loses?

At most, the dragon body is dispatched, and Ian is looking forward to seeing what the dragon looks like up close.

Of course, as a first-level person, even if he has psychic powers, Ian should not know this.

Therefore, he pretended to be unaware of everything behind him and was still running for his life, and continued to gallop deep into the mountain.

"Oh, I saw it, Anfa is right in front."

After a while, Ian noticed through his precognitive vision that a familiar blue mist appeared in front of him.

It seems that the Elf Bachelor has already reunited with Xiou, and the two of them came together to pick him up.

In this case, the young man began to think about his next action.

"Theoretically speaking, if I, a fairy blood, got stabbed in the back and continued running for such a long time, the wound must have opened, but what should I do if I can't bleed? Well, freeze the wound with ice and pretend that I have dealt with it myself."

"Then, my breath will be weak now, my strength will be exhausted, and I will fall to the ground and pass out immediately."

"The coma is simple. I just use a silver chip to simulate it. Then my spirit enters a meditative state and uses the perception of fairies to sense the outside world - they can't find that I have a second energy level. This is a blind spot."

After quickly going over the entire process in his mind, Ian, who was already pale, stumbled and fell forward, rolling towards the woods on the side.

Bang! The big tree that Ian hit was shaking uncontrollably, and fallen leaves were flying. After a green figure noticed this, it accelerated its pace and nimbly crossed the forest and came to Ian's side.

Anfa held an alchemy gun that looked like a sniper rifle in his hand. This was his real weapon. He originally planned to cooperate with Xiou to intercept the black shadow, but in the end he found that it was useless - when facing Xiou, the black shadow Yingda was helpless, looking like he wanted to leave quickly.

Xiou also wanted the other party to get out of here, but he couldn't show it too obviously.

The two of them were fighting like this, and the swords were going back and forth. You hit the air-breaking knife, and I stabbed the air. It was really lively.

In the end, both sides made a feint, and then separated, ending this battle without much sincerity.

The shadow left in a hurry, at least this time he did not gain anything - Ian seems to be related to the Dragon Cult? Although it doesn't seem very important, it is at least better than nothing.

"Anfa, how is this boy?"

After driving away the enemy, Xiou immediately rushed to the scene of Ian's coma. He asked his friends: "This guy has dragon blood. He shouldn't die so easily, right? And what kind of dragon blood does he have?" ? I had a meal with him before, so I couldn’t tell..."

After undoing the armor on his back, the elf who was observing Ian's wounds raised his head, his golden pupils staring at the man who was still chattering.

He waved to the red-haired dragonborn and held his hand.

Xio was a little confused. He approached Anfa and let out a cry of pain: "Ouch, it hurts - what are you doing?!"

"I just know how to eat, and I didn't bring back any information." The elf bachelor pulled a piece of red hair from Xio's head and said calmly: "Don't disturb me. You write both sides of the letter every time. I didn't expect the reality. So many words.”

"As for what I am going to do? Isn't it obvious? Let's see how his dragon blood reacts to your dragon blood, otherwise I won't even know what medicine to use."

With that said, Anfa signaled Xiou to go away: "It just so happens that the dragon blood in your body is relatively thin, so it won't cause a strong reaction - stay away and don't interfere with me."

The elf carefully probed Xio's red hair towards Ian's wounds, where the blood had been frozen.

Immediately, a circle of light golden and icy blue essence came into conflict with the bluish-red essence on Xio's red hair.

"Dragon blood from the two elements of water and earth. No wonder the source of the fairy bloodline is so pure."

"It just matches Xio's wind and fire. It's a bit like a crystal dragon? But it's more pure than the crystal dragon... It should be the ancient crystal dragon, the Dragon King series."

Nodding slightly, Anfa showed a clear expression. This result is definitely not accurate. The Dragon Worship Cult has no way to accurately trace the source blood of each dragon, but the general trend is fine.

He took out several bottles of fluorescent potion from the package on the side: "With such pure blood, it will be much easier to treat."

The elf quickly mixed several bottles of potion, turning the ointment that shimmered with different colors into a slurry that exuded an icy blue luster. He carefully dripped it on Ian's wound with a test tube.

Immediately, a thin layer of thin ice replaced Ian's previous ice layer, covering his wounds evenly.

The ice layer full of vitality stimulated the healing and splicing of muscles and skin. The elf stretched out his hand and wiped it with his empty hand. Only a layer of faint red traces and ice layer were left on the wound on the boy's back: "The external injury has been cured, but the internal injury will probably need to rest for a while." Time... I never expected that I would meet such a talented person of the same kind just when I came to Nanling for a meeting."

"Yeah yeah."

Xio also folded his hands, leaned against the tree nearby, and nodded in agreement: "There is something really wrong with the Imperial people. Such a good genius is not protected properly, and there are people who secretly assassinate him - if you want to replace me, just kill him Locked in a nest, not allowed to come out until underage..."

"My dear friend, I think you just want to repeat what your mother did to you. And the result is obviously not good. You are still behaving like a child at such an age. This is the shortcoming of this education method. Present.”

Anfa shook his head slightly, and then carefully helped Ian, who had passed out and looked a little fragile, to stand up: "Let's go. Fortunately, he met us. Otherwise, running to Nauman City would definitely be in danger."

"Take him back to the Avod tribe. We have to teach him how to hide his blood."

It’s the end of the month, and finally I’m asking for a monthly ticket!

My energy has really declined a lot, and my work and rest are somewhat disordered. Writing is like this, and I tend to get anxious.

There is no way to add too many updates, I can only ensure three updates a day and continue as long as possible...