High Above

Chapter 961: Where to explode? (Second update)

"Is it Qingtong?"

Ethan would not misunderstand this kind of thing. After listening to Ian's story, he was just surprised by Qingtong's delicate heart and wisdom: "Does the crystal dragon actually have such high intelligence? I remember that the crystal dragon can only be found in Only after the second level will the intelligence gradually approach that of humans, right?"

"Qingtong is essentially a 'complex' of three souls fused into one under the influence of the insect swarm. It is much smarter than ordinary crystal dragons."

At this time, Ian and Isengard have arrived at the halfway point of the Holy Mountain, in a hut that is usually provided for out-of-town clergy to live.

Ian looked out the window at the endless plains of the Holy Land and sighed with emotion: "If you think about it carefully, I have affected the fate of many people and created many hopes for the future."

"Ellan. Scott. Qingchao. Qingtong. Xiou. Miles. Adlbert. Loren... There are so many people who have grown and transformed under my direct influence, and there are even more indirect ones. Its number."

"And me." Isengard shrugged. He noticed that Ian was in a complicated mood at the moment: "Isn't this a good thing?"

"It's indeed a good thing."

Ian stared into the distance and said softly: "It's just that my progress is too fast - if I fail, these people will not have time to grow in the future, which will lead to destruction, or a worse ending."

"But if my progress slows down, let alone them, the whole of Terra may sink into endless darkness."

"They can't keep up with me." Sighing, Ian shook his head slightly: "But I can't stop, I have to keep moving forward."

"There was no need to stop."

Standing up, Isengard came to the window and looked at the distant wilderness with Ian. He said seriously: "You must know, including me...the reason why all the people who follow you believe in you so much, even I respect you precisely because you never stop."

"Ian, don't think about these things...just move forward and prove to us that there is a possibility to move forward, and we will definitely follow it."

"...Thank you."

Ian lowered his eyes, and after a period of silence, he smiled: "Even I can't be perfect, and I will still have hesitations in my heart... On the contrary, you, Ethan, seem to believe in me more than myself."

"You don't understand, Ian. It all seems so simple to you."

Isengard slowly said: "However, there are many kings and great kings in this world, and there have been many emperors... Even Inaga has not transcended this category in essence. He is still the emperor and is still thinking about the matter. Things like 'Profit' and 'Prosperity of the Empire'."

"So he failed. He thought he could escape from the perspective and look at everything, but he was still in a cage."

"But there is only one 'Ian Yinfeng', and he is always thinking about 'the future of everyone'."

Turning his head, Isengard looked at Ian with an almost solemn gaze: "It's not just because of 'belief'. Ian, you made something wrong."

"All of us follow you from the bottom of our hearts because we find that this is the path we want to take. Unlike all the previous kings and rulers of Terra, even if you are just for your own dreams and selfishness, you It also shows us the possibility of another option.”

"You pointed out this path, so we are moving forward along the same track - this kind of guidance and following, how can it be described by simply believing?"

Ian looked at Isengard with some confusion, and then frowned: "Isengard, you are so right -"

"But it's not that I doubt you, but you... Ethan, are you sure you haven't been influenced by Inaga II?"

"ah?"

Isengard was stunned. He raised his left hand and rubbed his forehead. He took a few steps back and sat on the chair. He murmured in a daze: "It feels... a little bit?"

At this moment, he also realized that something was wrong with him just now - even if he really thought so in his heart, he would not say it in such a simple and direct way, but would be more tactful and gentle.

This is not to say that he is weak-tempered, but that Isengard's speaking style is like this, with a touch of euphemism in the imperial court.

And Ian didn't know much about the court language, nor did he doubt that Isengard could not say these words.

He was just because the other party was usually very polite. When he mentioned Inaga II or Axel, they were both called by his grandfather, great-grandfather. It was indeed a bit strange to suddenly say the correct name.

"It does feel affected."

The two asked some more questions and exchanged their thoughts. Ethan frowned and confirmed! : "I don't know why just now, I felt like I suddenly knew some secrets of the ancient palace - but after thinking about it carefully, I can't remember what those memories are specifically."

"This is probably the sequelae of the awakening of the blood in my body. I feel that many things suddenly have a sense of déjà vu and inexplicable 'judgment'."

As the Sun Bird bloodline in Isengard's body continues to awaken, some information that is close to 'inherited memory' begins to be decompressed and emerge.

It's not Inaga II's memory, but an inexplicable cognition and extra knowledge.

"Thankfully we are here in Huaiguang."

Ian let out a long breath. The Huaiguang swarm itself is an existence that constantly absorbs the memories of 'compatriots' to build the will of the swarm. They are very professional in responding to this kind of spiritual infection.

Not to mention that Isengard currently only has some more knowledge, and Inaga's personality and memory are far from showing signs of recovery. Even if Inaga does recover in Isengard's body, Huaiguang will probably be able to revive him. Inaga pressed back.

"Yeah, luckily I came to Huaiguang."

Isengard sighed. He imagined what would happen if he was still in the imperial capital, and he couldn't help but shudder: "Great-grandfather's spiritual power is too strong. I could vaguely sense it just now. His spiritual energy is still active...perhaps he has been reincarnated as part of the 'Chosen One', but there is no doubt that my great-grandfather's spiritual energy still exists in Terra!"

Ian is not particularly surprised by this. After all, Inaga II does have the title of 'the strongest psyker', and the psychic abilities displayed by the other party are extremely complex, including mind reading, telekinesis, and many other similar abilities. The art of mental interference, in general, is more biased towards spiritual power rather than the influence of the material world.

It is precisely because of Inaga II's spiritual comprehensiveness that he can be paired with Hilliard's Immovable Castle to form an invincible combination!

Such a powerful psyker must have achieved immortality, and death would simply allow his powers to become the Chosen Psychic.

but……

Has Inaga II's spiritual power, which has been enhanced by the silver chip, really reincarnated?

Ian suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart: "Wait a minute, Ethan, are you sure that you realized that 'Inaga II's spiritual power' still exists because of the abnormality just now, not because of 'Inaga II'" The second generation's spiritual energy was activated, so that was the reason for the abnormality just now?"

Isengard thought for a moment, and then shuddered: "Wait a minute, doesn't it mean that someone has mastered my great-grandfather's spiritual power and has a way to activate him?"

"Then, isn't that just..."

"Yes."

Narrowing his eyes, Ian turned his head and looked south, in the direction of the imperial capital: "Axel has most likely used you and me to accomplish what he wanted to accomplish."

"How do we respond?"

Taking a deep breath, Isengard calmed down: "We won't be able to know the situation in the imperial capital in a short time."

"No."

Ian said: "I can."

"Whether it's Mikael or the eldest prince Carlos... I think they will definitely notice the 'abnormality' of their father."

"I'll let them share the information with me."

Having said this, Ian looked away with a deep look: "But not now - it will probably take some time for those two to notice the abnormality and really find out any information."

"Now, I have to settle matters related to the 'New World Exploration' first."

Without any hesitation, Ian sat back in his seat, his soul remotely sensing the 'Crystal Dragon Body' located in Atlan's breeding ground.

Soon, Ian transformed into a light cyan crystal dragon again, opened his eyes, and woke up from his VIP breeding room.

Ian originally planned to ask Andor what he was doing recently, and Qingtong could even learn some of his second-tier lines from his mumblings—could this pirate captain really start writing after he learned to write? Is it a novel?

Not surprisingly, he has even finished writing a memoir.

However, just as Ian left the breeding room, he realized something was wrong.

【warn! warn! Atlan's breeding ground was attacked by enemies! 】

【warn! warn! Red alert! All breeders and staff immediately return all released monsters to their pens! 】

[The giant city of Atlanta is about to enter emergency martial law mode! 】

"What's going on?"

At this moment, Ian was also at a loss: "How did I get into an accident somewhere? But...an attack on the giant city of Atlan?"

The little crystal dragon flicked its tail: "Perhaps this is really a good time for my 'identity' to escape safely!"