Above The Sky

Just when the shadow confronted the sudden appearance of Shio.

Ian, who was 'fleeing' all the way, was chanting some words that were enough to faint the shadow.

"Take a little force, take a little force, or the other party won't be able to break the defense..."

Ian, who was pale (slowing blood flow) and his vigor declining (shrinking his own strength), had lowered his defense as much as possible, but Sombra's knife still didn't cut through the flesh. After smashing his armor, it just cut through. a layer of skin.

If it wasn't for Ian's quick reaction, he clamped the blade with his muscles abruptly, forcibly cut himself with his own strength, and fixed the blade, Sombra's knife might have been deflected long ago, how could he still insert it? on him?

Not to mention, in order to be injured as much as possible, Ian even took off the dragonskin vest left to him by the teacher in advance and wrapped it around his waist - otherwise, let alone break the defense, the shadow's knife might just be thrown into the air.

Of course, this is something only Ian himself knows.

From the outside, it seems that he has been running for a long time and has lost his body control. He was caught off guard and stabbed the back.

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

As for why not sooner...

Please, Ian didn't get hurt, so what is the reason for the Dragon Cult to help him?

When the road sees injustice, are you brave to see justice?

...It's not impossible, the young knight has white hair and silver armor, handsome appearance, and excellent cooking skills; on the other hand, the shadow is covered with a pitch-black metal carapace, his face is invisible, and there is no sense of beauty at all.

It's a dragon... everyone knows who to help.

But in the final analysis, the more dangerous it is and the more it appears at the last minute, the more gratitude you can get.

Shio's inner thoughts, for the time being, don't care.

He didn't realize it at all, Ian simply looked at the area he was in and 'fleeed' all the way here.

He didn't even know that when he ran out to save the scene, he almost forgot to pull out the knife and went up with a scabbard, and Ian had a panoramic view.

As for whether Heo could stop Sombra, Ian wasn't worried at all.

Not to mention, he has long seen that the shadow does not want to reveal his true identity at all. If he is not 100% sure, he will definitely not use all his strength when doing private work like this, and he will probably leave if he is blocked.

Heo's true identity is obviously a dragon, and the humanoid is a distant prosthesis, so what if he loses?

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

Of course, as a first energy level, even with psionic power, Ian shouldn't know this.

Therefore, he disguised as if he didn't know everything behind him and was still running away, and continued to gallop toward the depths of the mountain.

"Oh, see, Anfa is in front."

After a while, Ian noticed through the vision horizon that a familiar blue fog appeared in front of him.

The elf maester seemed to have reunited with Theo, and the two had come to receive him together.

That being the case, the boy began to think about his next move.

"Theoretically, if I was stabbed in the back by a goblin bloodline, and then continued running for so long, the wound must have cracked, but what should I do if I can't bleed? Well, I used ice to cover the wound and pretended to have treated it myself."

"Then, I should now have a weak breath and lack of physical strength, and I will immediately fall to the ground and pass out."

"It's as simple as a coma. I can simulate it with a silver chip, and then my spirit enters a state of meditation, using the goblin's perception to sense the outside world - they can't find out that I have a second energy level, it's a blind spot."

After going through the whole process quickly in his mind, Ian, who was already pale, stumbled, fell forward, and slammed into the woods beside him.

Bang! The big tree Ian hit kept swaying and its leaves were flying. After a green figure noticed this, he accelerated his pace, nimbly traversed the forest, and came to Ian's side.

Anfa holds an alchemy gun that looks like a sniper rifle in his hand. This is his real weapon. He originally planned to cooperate with Heo to intercept Sombra, but in the end he found that he couldn't use it. When facing Heo, Hei Ying Da was stunned, as if he wanted to leave quickly.

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

The two of them tugged on the ground like this, knives coming and going, you hit the air-splitting knife, and I stabbed in the air once, it was really not lively.

In the end, the two sides each made a false move, and then parted, ending this battle with little sincerity.

The shadow left in a hurry, at least this time he didn't gain anything - Ian seems to be related to the Dragon Cult? It doesn't seem like a big deal, but at least it's better than nothing.

"Anfa, how is this kid?"

After driving away the enemy, Heo rushed to the scene of Ian's 'coma' immediately. He asked his friend: "This guy has dragon blood, so it shouldn't be so easy to die, right? And what kind of dragon blood is he? I had a meal with him before, and I couldn't see it..."

The elf who was watching Ian's wound lifted his head after undoing his back armor, his golden pupils stared at the man who was still chattering.

He beckoned to the red-haired Dragonborn, holding his hand.

Shio was a little unclear, so he approached Anfa, and then let out a painful cry: "Ouch, it hurts - what are you doing?!"

"I know what to eat, but I didn't bring back any information." The elf scholar pulled a red hair from Shio's head and said lightly: "Don't bother me, you write both sides of the letter every time, I didn't expect the reality So many words."

"As for what I do? Isn't it obvious? Let's see how his dragon's blood reacts with yours, or I don't even know what medicine to use."

Saying so, Anfa motioned Shio to walk away: "It just so happens that your body is relatively thin in dragon blood, so you won't have a strong reaction - stay away, don't interfere with me."

The elf carefully poked Theo's red hair toward Ian's wounds, where the blood had frozen.

Immediately, a circle of light gold lingered with ice-blue essentia, which confronted the cyan-red essence on Shio's red hair.

"Dragon blood of the second line of water and soil, no wonder the source of the blood of the goblin is so pure."

"It just happens to be against Shio, your wind and fire, a bit like a crystal dragon? But it is more pure than a crystal dragon... It should be the ancient crystal dragon, the dragon king's line."

Nodding slightly, An Fa showed a clear expression. This result is definitely not accurate. There is no way to accurately trace the blood of the source of each dragon, but the general tendency is enough.

He took out several bottles of fluorescent medicine from the package on the side: "The blood is so pure, it is much easier to treat."

The elf quickly mixed several bottles of potions, turning the ointment with different colors of aura into a slurry with an ice-blue sheen, which he carefully dripped onto Ian's wound with a test tube.

Immediately, a thin layer of light ice replaced Ian's own condensed ice layer, covering the top of his wound evenly.

The vibrant ice layer urges the muscles and skin to heal and splicing. The elf stretched out his hand and wiped it with his empty hand. Only a faint red trace and ice layer remained on the wound on the boy's back: "The trauma is healed, and the internal injury is estimated to take a period of rest. Time... I really didn't expect that just to come to Nanling for a meeting, I can meet such a kind of talent with such a talent."

"Yeah yeah."

Shio also held his hands and leaned against the tree beside him, nodding in agreement: "There is really something wrong with the imperial people, such a good genius is not well protected, and there are people secretly assassinating - if you want to replace me, just put him Locked in the nest, underage is not allowed to come out..."

"My dear friend, I think you're just trying to repeat what your mother did to you. And it didn't turn out well. You're so old and you're still behaving like a child. present."

Anfa shook his head slightly, then carefully passed the 'coma', and helped Ian, who seemed a little fragile, to stand up: "Let's go, fortunately he met us, otherwise it would definitely be in danger if he ran to Nauman City."

"Take him back to Avod's side, we have to teach him how to hide his blood."