High Above

When Ian took off the gauntlet that covered his entire left arm and elbow, a light cyan light suddenly lit up, like a bright moon rising in a dark and quiet room, illuminating their faces.

The boy's left arm has crystallized, but it does not look ferocious. Instead, it has a strange beauty, as if an artist has carefully carved an arm out of crystal, and there is light in those shining cyan lattice patterns. It is flowing, and the muscle lines and blood vessels in the arm are reflected in detail.

After showing this arm, even Elder Manya, who had been mentally prepared for it, couldn't help but tremble slightly and almost took a breath.

But he still calmed down, shook his head, and said to Ian in a calm voice: "Can I... take a serious look?"

"Please."

Ian readily agreed, and he handed the crystallized ether arm to the old man. Elder Manya took a few deep breaths, then closed and opened his eyes.

Crack-like silver vertical pupils lit up in his green eyes, and the old man carefully looked at the crystallized arm in front of him, which was like a work of art.

"The dragon blood I awakened is reflected in the dragon's horns and eyes. They have extended my lifespan, improved my ability to control source matter, and allowed me to see many things that humans cannot see."

While observing, the old man explained for Ian: "But I woke up too late and I am too old. If you are young people like you, the power in your blood is enough to make you go further."

"And your arms..."

Staring seriously, Elder Manya sighed: "It's so perfect. It's such a wonderful structure that I can't fully analyze it, but I sensed an aura similar to that of a crystal dragon, but more powerful than an ordinary crystal dragon... It's rumored that crystals The King of Dragons is also an ancient dragon, so it seems that this rumor is indeed true."

"This arm must have brought you a lot of trouble in the past, right? But don't worry, there is an extremely powerful force inside it. The upper limit of this force is beyond the reach of my eyes. It is as deep as the sea. , is as majestic as the sky curtain, and is undoubtedly the power of the ancient dragon!"

After confirming this, Ian could clearly notice that Elder Manya had a much better attitude towards him.

And what he said is indeed correct - the ether crystal passed down to him by the ether crystal dragon is indeed comparable to the power of the true ancient dragon. Ordinary people cannot understand the upper limit of the fire engine.

The old man could see this, which was the result of his extraordinary observation ability.

Ian holds the blood of the ancient dragon, which means that he, Anfa, Xiou, Elder Manya and others are the same kind in the true sense. They all awakened to the existence of bloodline due to various reasons and coincidences. Or maybe they inherited dragon blood from their parents at birth.

The core of the Dragon Worship Cult is this group of dragon-blooded awakeners.

The entire Dragon Worship Cult is an organization where they help each other, and those ordinary people who want to obtain the power of the ancient dragon are just peripheral members pursuing power. Most of them serve a certain powerful dragon blood awakener. That's it. With a small group as the core, a 'sect' spread out across the land of Terra.

"Ian, the most important thing is to hide this power."

Elder Manya personally put on the gauntlet for Ian, covering his obviously crystallized arms. His tone was serious: "Too many people, too many lessons. Those dragon-blooded ones who do not hide their uniqueness will eventually face The tragic ending is that they were lucky enough to receive one of the most powerful inheritances in the world, but they were unable to use this power to protect their own lives."

"Among other things, the Academy of Spiritual Knowledge and the Academy of Truth in the empire have been trying to decipher the power of the ancient dragon's blood. Their research is indeed quite effective, but it is all based on the persecution of dragon-blooded people... This may be a bit alarmist, but you have to believe me, the empire is bright on the surface, but there is evil on the inside..."

The old man always gave advice habitually, and Ian was willing to listen patiently... Although Elder Manya didn't need to remind him at all, he also knew what the Lingzhiyuan was.

Alarmist? Ian felt that Elder Manya might have beautified the image of Lingzhiyuan a little bit.

After explaining the importance of hiding dragon blood, Elder Manya taught Ian a technique to hide his own 'dragon blood'.

The fluctuation of the essence of the dragon-shaped organ is very special, equivalent to a secret key of the essence, which can be easily discovered by relevant personnel. This is also the reason why the Dragon Worship Cult can detect that he is a holder of dragon blood.

The secret method of concealment is a unique method of operating the source of matter.

To put it simply, in your dragon transformation area, you choose a piece of bone or flesh, or even condense an origin crystal out of thin air, and then use it as the center to create a large vortex supercharged structure to transform the dragon transformation area. All the overflowing power is poured into it.

This is a restrained structure, and the abnormality of the source material itself cannot be noticed at all from the outside world. At most, people who are familiar with it will feel that the fluctuation of the user's source material will be a little weaker. It is an excellent concealment method in terms of hiding the aura.

After knowing this method, Ian also knew what method Anfa used to hide his identity as a first-level sublimator - he directly hid all his strength, and in a short period of time, he could indeed see it. It looks like an ordinary person's.

"But wouldn't this be a waste of a lot of energy?"

As he spoke, Ian controlled the source of matter in his body, running around the 'Ancient Dragon Core' and 'Ether Crystal' at the same time.

He was a little confused and said: "Although I don't know much about dragon transformation... but it is the gradual transformation of our bodies in the dragon transformation area that allows us to have more power than ordinary sublimated people, right?"

"But being so restrained, although our dragon blood is hidden, the dragon blood strengthens us much more slowly."

The young man quietly changed the title to 'we', but Elder Manya did not notice this detail. After thinking for a while, he seriously replied: "This is indeed the case."

"But Ian, you have to understand that although we are all members of the 'Dragon Worship Cult'... but most people, throughout their lives, will not be able to reach the fourth energy level, the foundation of the 'True Dragon'."

"If we don't reach the fourth energy level, then the dragon's organs and body parts are essentially a 'benign' distortion for us. Yes, dragon blood will comprehensively improve our physical quality and essence. Purity, but as long as it is not curbed, this benign aberration will continue to eat away at our bodies and transform us into 'dragons'."

“Let’s not talk about whether this distortion will have a negative impact on the ‘true form of bloodline’ we hold.”

Having said this, the old man raised his hand and touched the dragon horn above his head. He smiled faintly: "When the conversion rate reaches 100% but has not reached the fourth energy level, the dragon blood holder... will A complete failure.”

"They will degenerate into sad and deformed alien dragon beasts, lose their own will, be swallowed up by the instinct of the ancient dragon in the blood, and completely turn into a kind of monster - some people will accept this ending calmly, and before they are completely deformed, they will Pass your dragon-shaped core to your children or disciples, allowing them to become holders of dragon blood the day after tomorrow."

"And some people will make a desperate move and use the process of distortion to release the power of the ancient dragon and transform themselves into a real dragon."

"And the result is a huge disaster."

Elder Manya stood up slowly, and he led Ian out of the sacrificial room: "For example, decades ago, the first earthquake that occurred on Ushtalaf was a third-level earth-type dragon blood holder. Some, after the conversion rate reached 100%, in order to successfully transform themselves into a real dragon, they deliberately found a burial place of ancient dragons and used the ancient dragon corpses to resonate with their own dragon blood."

"He failed. The power left by the ancient dragon resonated with his blood and indeed reached the fourth energy level. However, he could not bear this power and died. The spiritual field before his death was shocked, creating a wave in the mountains. A huge natural disaster..."

Ian followed the old man out of the sacrificial chamber. He followed the old man's raised hand and looked towards a lake not far away at the foot of Mount Avod.

A large sunken lake with a diameter of more than five kilometers, a perfect circle, and a standard hemisphere.

Ian's pupils widened slightly, and he suddenly understood why the lake was formed.

"Another example is the 'natural disaster' that occurred in the Baisen Mountains one hundred and twenty years ago. The 'Skyfire Fall' that almost eliminated three large tribes of mountain people."

The old mountain man stared at this huge dark green lake that had been filled by rainwater and streams from the mountains.

He said calmly but somewhat sadly: "This is why we are called the 'Dragon Worshiping Cult'."

"Because we are."

"Thriving by blood, dying by blood. If you don't succeed, you will drag the people around you into destruction with you...an evil life."