High Above

The grain team walked into the tribe at the foot of the mountain under the leadership of several mountain guards, while Ian and Qingchao were led by a second-level sublimator to meet the Manya elder waiting at the riverside at the entrance.

Ian was a little surprised when he saw this young-looking second-level sublimator with black hair and blue eyes.

He didn't remember that there were other second-level dragon-blooded people in Nanling Dragon Worship Cult... Elder Manya didn't introduce them to them.

Because of the secret method of the Dragon Worship Cult, the other party's aura is exactly the same as that of ordinary people. If Ian didn't have precognitive vision, he would definitely not be able to detect this.

For the first time, Ian thought that the Dragon Worship Cult was about to ambush him. At the command of Elder Manya, five hundred swordsmen would come out and chop him into meat paste... But aside from the paranoia of being persecuted, Ian was... Knowing that the Dragon Worship Cult is one of our own in the true sense, how could it be possible to plot against him.

There must be a secret behind this.

Ian and Qingchao stepped on the withered branches and leaves and walked into the gathering place of the Avod tribe on the other side of the mountain.

A small river flows slowly among the brown woods. The clear river water flows through the artificial stone channel surrounding the tribe. There are light-colored water plants floating among the clean cobblestones.

Elder Manya is on the other side of the river bank.

The young man leading the way was not a mountain man. When Ian realized that the other party was the second level, he began to pay attention to the other party's details.

He found that the 'young man's' palms had quite obvious sword calluses, and Qingchao also used gestures to signal to Ian that he needed to be careful.

They could all tell that the callus marks on the opponent's hands were not caused by practicing with a double-edged sword for more than twenty years.

Twenty years... coupled with his status as an ascendant, he is neither a mountaineer nor an imperial citizen...

Dragon Worship Cult in other regions?

Ian remained calm on the surface. He quickly came to Elder Manya. The old mountain man with blue and black skin smiled and said hello to Ian and Qingchao, and then nodded calmly to the 'young man' who led the way. nod.

"Ian, if I say three months ago, I would never have imagined that we would meet again. You were already at the second level. The Dragon God protects you and you are safe and sound.

Elder Manya's exchange this time was quite formal, and Ian also saluted each other: "With the protection of the Dragon God, I was able to survive the disaster in the Awak Territory. It is really thanks to the power of dragon transformation. Without you and others, According to the teachings of the members of the Dragon Worship Cult, I may not be able to master the power of dragon transformation, and I may not be able to survive the aftermath of King Tianhong.”

"We are all church members, so why should we be grateful?"

Touching his beard, Elder Manya said with a smile: "This time you were able to block the surprise attack of the three coalition forces, and even annihilate them all in turn. It really relieved a lot of pressure on our side. I must say thank you to you. .”

The two people usually communicated like this, but now they were so formal. Ian could guess with his toes that it was all because of the 'young man' standing next to him.

As expected, Elder Manya then introduced to Ian: "This is the Messenger of the Dragon Worship Cult from the Absalom Mountains in the Flying Flame Land. He is a master of swordsmanship. He is best at imitating other people's swords." Skills."

"Unlike us, he inherited the blood of the 'Extreme Flame Dragon', and he is the holder of the true form of the 'Sentinel Flame Guard', a distinguished guest of a marquis."

"He came here this time to negotiate some issues with us on behalf of Absalom, the Dragon Worship Cult over the Flying Fire Land."

"Nice to meet you." Feng Ren was quite dissatisfied. Elder Manya talked too much and basically leaked all his details. Although the other party is a member of the Dragon Worship Cult, it is not difficult to know this information. But it's still a bit rude.

However, thinking about the purpose of coming here, he still smiled and nodded to Ian: "I didn't expect that another senior person in Nanling would be such a young man."

"What the hell." Ian also pretended not to be able to tell the other person's true age: "You don't look much older than me. I just rely on luck."

After a moment of greetings, Grenade got down to business - before coming to greet Ian, he was negotiating some issues with Elder Manya.

"Manya, you said that the top leaders of the Nanling Sect are all here, so whether the next step is war or peace, can you give me an accurate picture?"

The words of the blade are like swords. He came here this time to represent the Feiyan Land Worshiping Dragon Sect and ask the Nanling Dragon Worshiping Sect to remain neutral in the upcoming situation.

This is actually a very normal requirement: the Dragon Worship Cult itself has no nationality. As long as they have dragon blood and dragon-transformed organs, they can be regarded as core members. In this case, members of the Dragon Worship Cult do not need to participate in the disputes between countries. .

Even if they cannot maintain a detached and neutral position like the four orthodox religions, they must at least maintain a semblance of non-interference.

The Nanling Dragon Worship Cult assists Nauman City in confronting the Feiyan Land Special Forces, which is actually a move that seriously endangers the independence of the Nanling Dragon Worship Cult. In fact, this is indeed the case. As a member of the Dragon Worship Cult with an imperial background, Ian is It is a manifestation of this 'penetration'.

There are a few things that Mingren said rightly.

The first point is that regardless of whether the mountain people's rebellion succeeds or not, Elder Manya, who has dragon blood, will be an important figure for both parties to win over. Elder Manya helps the empire suppress the rebellious mountain people. It would be fine if it can succeed easily, but now the Jiamu tribe The chief has advanced to the third level, and Elder Manya must also advance to deal with it, otherwise he will be completely suppressed.

But Elder Manya has no inheritance to help him. Once he fails to advance and dies, not only will the mountain people lose a famous elder with the inheritance of the Dragon God, but it will also be a loss for the Dragon Worship Sect.

The second point is that the reason why the Steel Winged Dragons were recruited by Feiyan Land was because of the Dragon Worship Cult in Absalom. If this kind of confrontation continues, it will only intensify the internal conflicts within the Dragon Worship Cult.

——What are you talking about? Isn’t this just trying to sidestep Feiyandi?

Ian's heart was like a mirror.

Feiyandi single-handedly planned the food disaster in Nanling, causing the mountain people to rebel, and even sent dragons to suppress the high-level forces in Nanling. Even the King of the Mountain was confronting the King of Steel Winged Dragons.

It is necessary for the Nanling Dragon Worship Cult and the Empire to join forces to maintain the stability of the situation. Otherwise, the entire Nanling will fall into corruption, and Elder Manya will never be able to unify the mountain people and reunite them as one in his own lifetime.

Therefore, Ian saw that Elder Manya smiled and nodded on the surface, but in fact he refused to give in and refused all G-Blade's requests for neutrality.

In fact, Ian himself was one of the reasons why he politely refused the G-blade before - he said that Ian was also a senior member of the Nanling Dragon Worship Cult, and since Ian was not present, he could not make the decision.

But when Ian arrived, he still refused to make a decision, which made the black-haired swordsman look quite ugly.

"Manya, if this continues, the rumors within the sect will not sound good."

Gren's temper wasn't very good either. At the end of his words, his words were vaguely threatening: "I came here with sincerity, but all I got was perfunctory - if you really don't want to, then in the end we will just See you on the battlefield."

Elder Manya frowned slightly. He obviously felt that this exchange was meaningless, but just before he spoke, Ian shook his head.

He took a step forward.

This step caused a burst of white cold air to spread from under his feet, causing ripples and heading towards the feet of the glider - the moisture in the air quickly froze and condensed into a sharp ice blade, which opened up on the earth. The blossoming ice flowers pierced the feet of the Dragon Worshiping Messenger from the Flying Flame Land, seeming to penetrate him completely from feet to head!

Gren's expression changed slightly. He didn't expect that Ian would actually take action directly... But even so, he was quite contemptuous of Ian in his heart.

Even if he is a genius, he is just a young man who is forced to advance. Whether it is the control of source material or combat skills, how can he defeat him who has experienced hundreds of battles?

——It’s interesting, then I’ll teach you a lesson.

The blade was not angry but smiled instead. A layer of crimson fire lit up his body. The fire was like a living creature, condensing into three flaming blades in mid-air.

This is the second-level sublimation ability of the 'Sentinel Flame Guard', derived from the power of the fey volcano monster 'Lava Worm'. It was originally used to condense several 'flame bugs' that could emit scorching rays as a sentinel, but after the transformation of the copy blade, it turned into several flaming blades that could slash and pierce at his will.

"My face is so pretty, but I don't know if my strength is worthy of it."

He drew his sword and prepared to step forward to give Ian some blood.

But as soon as Grenade took a step forward, he felt something was wrong.

The frost blade thorn that Ian condensed on the ground was not melted by his heat as he imagined. On the contrary, it only had a little more water on it, and instead became more slippery and sharp.

When he kicked it down, although his body was not penetrated, his shoes were directly torn, making his whole body unstable.

——What kind of source quality is this? ! Even with the blessing of dragon-shaped organs, it can't be so solid, right? !

Is this really the second level of advancement?

I was shocked, but even so, the G-blade did not give up the attack - the three flame blades drew three beautiful red arcs of light forward, and slashed towards Ian at different angles. This was something that one person could not do in any case. Even a master swordsman must block a sword move with such force.

But Ian was not afraid. He drew his sword to block one flaming blade, and condensed frost with his other hand to block another. As for the last flaming blade that slashed at his waist from an oblique downward angle, he could not block it... …

Qingchao drew his sword.

The sword light flashed, and a stream of water-colored light swept out, knocking away the last flaming blade.

Thump thump thump - Mu Ren took three steps back, breathing rapidly, almost losing his balance and falling to the ground.

"you?!"

The swordsman looked at Ian fiercely. He turned his head and looked at Elder Manya who was also surprised: "Manya, is this your way of hospitality? Do you want to have a civil war within the church..."

Before he finished speaking, Ian took another step forward.

The steel-patterned sword broke through the atmosphere, drawing out a bright cyan sword light, and stabbed at his neck with sudden wind pressure, forcing Mi Ren to raise his sword to block and interrupt his words.

when! Ian's sword looked light, but in fact it was powerful and heavy, and the sword couldn't help but take another step back.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

After standing firm, the swordsman roared. At this moment, three flaming blades condensed around him again - this time, what he was thinking about was not 'teach Ian a lesson', but 'fight to the death'.

But the calmness of a swordsman told him that if a fight really came... facing this young man whose strength far exceeded his expectations, he might not even be able to escape.

Because, after Elder Manya looked at Ian thoughtfully, he faintly stood in the position blocking the departure of the blade.

——This is a trap!

For a moment, Mi Ren's heart felt like it was falling into an ice cave.

"I just don't want to listen to idiots."

After seeing that Grenade seemed to understand the current situation, Ian shook his head and sighed: "I heard you saying stupid things there, and I couldn't help but want to shut you up."

There was no kindness in either his actions or words. Ian used a sarcastic tone to talk to the swordsman who was suppressing his anger: "Fudao, no matter how much you say, you can't ignore one fact: you were the ones who helped Feiyandi first. Break the neutrality and divide the mountain people.”

"You talk so much nonsense, don't you just want to make your plan succeed? Now that you feel it may fail, you start to use extra moves?"

"You deserve it." He commented: "Now let me give you a suggestion - take your people and the dragons and get away, otherwise, if you die, your family will not even be able to find the ashes."

Hearing such merciless ridicule, for a moment, Grenade really wanted to draw his sword and fight Ian.

After all these years, who dared to speak to him in such a condescending and lecturing manner? Even the Marquis treated him as an honored guest and entrusted him with teaching the sword skills of the guards in the palace - but the young man from the White People in front of him didn't take him seriously from beginning to end, and didn't even want to hear a word more? !

This is an exchange of opinions within the Dragon Worship Sect! Even Man Ya didn't dare to treat him like this. Where did this young man get the courage? !

But that's just impulse.

The Blade thought of Ian's background and age. He suddenly realized that such a young genius with an empire background, why should he be afraid of his own background and the Dragon Cult? He indeed dares to take action!

The real death threat caused fear to climb up the spine in an instant. Without any nonsense or harsh words, the glider turned and leaped, and the flames from the nozzles under its feet and back erupted, with a thrilling explosion in an instant. The sound disappeared.

——He left.

"pity."

Looking at the back of Mi Ren as he fled in embarrassment, Ian did not pursue him. He just took back the steel-patterned sword with regret: "I think his sword is really good, and it is quite suitable for you, Qingchao."

"I didn't expect him to be so cowardly. He didn't even try to do anything when I hurt him like this?"

"Yes, I am indeed quite timid." Qingchao also sheathed his sword. He was very interested in the technique of condensing the flame blade from the copy blade. For a moment, his mind was almost filled with the shadow of this sword skill, and he subconsciously agreed with Ian. He said: "I don't need the sword. His sword is made of fire element material, I can't use it."

"Sell it and then buy the materials." Ian's answer was a bit nonchalant: "His dragon-shaped organ is actually dragon wings. No wonder he flies so fast, even at supersonic speed."

Listening to the talk between Ian and Qingchao, Elder Manya stared at the direction where the blade disappeared and couldn't help but shake his head.

"Did Barton ask you to do this? This cunning eagle, if I didn't make up my mind, would you ask me to help?"

Turning his head and looking at Ian, the elder sighed: "Even so, there is no need to provoke him like this. It is impossible for me to remain neutral."

"Ian, you don't need to be so tough. We still need to maintain a certain degree of harmony within the Dragon Worship Cult. Otherwise, future cooperation and exchanges will be very troublesome. I don't care. You are still young. The more connections you have, the more you can find."

"No. It has nothing to do with Marquis Barton. This is my personal decision."

Ian turned his head and looked at the old man. His tone was calm and straightforward: "If you don't talk about anything else, Elder Manya, do you want to unify the mountain people, or do you want to become bigger and stronger within the Dragon Worship Cult? Worship the Dragon Isn’t the reason why the sect has not developed and become a continent-level sect like the Four Orthodox Churches because the members only think about themselves and not the development of the sect?”

"You should do the same. Members of the Dragon Worship Cult in other areas should be partners when they cooperate. If they are in opposition, they can only give in and confront each other. No compromise is possible."

The reason why Ian has such a bad attitude towards the G-blade, and even takes action directly, is precisely because he has seen that the requirements of both parties do not overlap at all, and there is no possibility of compromise from the beginning, so he is too lazy to talk nonsense, and either drives him away directly or It's all about killing.

Elder Manya grew old and became hesitant and unable to make decisions. But Ian's time is precious.

The old man was silent, because everything Ian said was right.

Compared with the identity of the Dragon Worship Cult, Manya still values ​​his identity as a mountain elder. That is his real goal in life. He should have distinguished long ago what is more important.

"Indeed. I shouldn't waste time with the Blade - he is probably using the name of the Dragon Worship Cult to test my true identity."

Taking a long breath, Elder Manya made up his mind at this moment, and his eyes became sharp: "The Dragon Worship Cult over the Flying Flame Land has nothing to do with me. I am now the great elder of the mountain people - the Jiamu tribe intends to split the mountain. The people have trapped our people in the abyss, and I will never let him succeed."

He looked at Ian and said decisively: "You came just in time. I remember Ian, you are already an elite alchemist, right? Come, help me see what else needs to be adjusted in the preparation of the third-level potion... …If I fail to advance, you must help me stabilize the situation within the clan and wait for Pansha and Colonel Mayowa’s people to come over and take over.”

"There are memos and suicide notes in my bedroom. You go and get them first. All the extra Warcraft materials are..."

This is obviously intended to be left directly to the funeral.

"Wait, elder!"

Ian hurriedly stepped forward. He pressed the shoulder of Elder Manya who seemed to be about to turn around and prepare to fight for his life to advance to the third level. He dissuaded him: "I came here this time to tell you that in the Book of Silver Glory, we The mountain people’s third-level advancement method—elder, there is an orthodox method, and you don’t need to fight your way to dragon transformation!”

The young man emphasized: "It's not that I have news about the Book of Silver Glory, but I do know its contents!"

"What?"

Someone was holding down his shoulder, and Elder Manya's steps were stagnant.

He felt that he heard something wrong, and turned back to look at Ian in surprise: "Do you really know the contents of the Book of Silver Glory?!"

The old man originally thought that Ian knew the location of the stolen Book of Silver Glory from the Imperial Capital, but the mountain people had no time to retrieve the Holy Book, especially him, who had no time to delay.

But what Ian means is... he actually knows the orthodox advancement method? ! The method of advancement that truly belongs to the third level of mountain people? !

——Also, what did this little guy say? We mountain people? How could he, a bright white man, speak so naturally?

"of course."

Ian looked at Elder Manya's unbelievable expression, his tone slowed down and he said with a smile: "I am the messenger of the Dragon God, the prophet of thunder - Elder Manya, this is not a false name. "

"I did come into contact with the Book of Silver Glory, and got the mark from it, and I was able to accept the inheritance in Xiahui Lake."

With that said, Ian raised his hand.

A bright silver steel dragon totem appeared on the back of his white hand.

The silver brilliance bloomed, and the fluctuation of the source originating from Xiahui Lake flashed away, but was captured by the old man.

"Priest's Seal?! You actually activated the inheritance of the Holy Land and became the messenger of the Dragon God?!"

Seeing this unique mark and feeling the special fluctuation, Elder Manya opened his eyes wide: "Dragon God, how is this possible - you are obviously not a mountain man, how can you get the sacrificial seal of the holy land Xiahui Lake? !”

At this moment, in addition to being horrified, the old man could not help but have an extremely ridiculous idea emerge in his heart.

——Is it possible...

——Ian really has the blood of mountain people? !

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