Above The Sky
Chapter 1121: 159: As long as it doesn't kill, go all out (6000)

Chapter 1121: Chapter 159: As long as it doesn’t kill, go all out (6000)

The elf blocking Ian and the others’ path wore a rather loose flowing robe, with glowing crystals decorated with LED lights at the collar and cuffs. On their forehead, there was also a metallic circlet, carved with various exquisite hollow patterns.

This attire is quite trendy now in Canaan Moore. Those metal circlets are actually a kind of Spirit Energy Jewelry that can enhance mental capability, highly popular among scholars and corporate executives.

They should be from the same company, just returning together from a meeting or gathering. The leading member of the Fringe Division, Jegarna, looks about twenty-five or six years old. Although his words were rather frivolous when taunting Anfa, his strength is not weak, being at least in the middle-to-high tier of the Second Energy Level, at the very least having soul stability, capable of mobilizing the surrounding natural Origin Quality, an elite Sublimator.

From what he said, the fact that Anfa is Dragon Blood doesn’t seem to be a secret among the Blood of the Ten Kings, and based on their actions, Anfa’s true body might be able to completely crush them, but she cannot frequently come out, even having the risk of bloodline collapse, hence needing to use an avatar for travel… and the strength of Anfa’s current body is only at the First Power Level Peak, not practically used for combat, so they are not afraid at all, freely making sarcastic and harsh remarks.

If it was usual, Ian wouldn’t speak up to take someone’s side, because he could sense Anfa rather enjoying the war of words with the other side—perhaps for her, it’s a way to release stress.

Perhaps soon after, Anfa might fight with Jegarna after the verbal spar, but neither of the two intended to kill the other, at most intending to give the other a lesson, save face… It seems that the elven high-ups of Canaan Moore have always lived like this, so neither side was really turbulent.

But this time is different… because Ian’s Foresight View told him, among the elves behind Jegarna, there was an elf emitting a bright red ‘killing intent’.

And in his embrace, there’s even a Spirit Energy Jewelry emitting a light blue glow!

That sharp sense of danger made even Ian, who has the third energy level soul, feel stinging pain, even Anfa’s Dragon Soul would surely be severely injured under that Spirit Energy Jewelry’s power!

—Interesting, this group of people didn’t come by coincidence; they specifically came to attack Anfa.

Ian thought thusly, he obviously couldn’t allow Anfa to be attacked.

So, it’s his turn to act.

“Who are you?”

Hearing Ian’s words, Jegarna frowned deeply, scrutinizing the white-haired teenager before him, somewhat unclear on the person’s background—someone so young being of the Second Energy Level, even among the younger generation of the Blood of the Ten Kings is considered among the strongest batch.

So good-looking yet not an elf, sitting an airship of the Yinmen Household but acquainted well with Anfa… What origin? What background?

But soon, he seemed to think of something, his eyebrows slowly relaxing: “Oh, the Alchemist from the Siren, Ian Silverpeak… a guest from The Empire.”

“Making way is not an option.”

The second son of the Fringe Division waved his hand, evidently not thinking much of Ian: “And if I say I want to make a move, what can you do?”

This is not surprising; Ian is indeed a genius, but behind him there isn’t a major power, for him, a scion of the Blood of the Ten Kings doesn’t need to worry too much about background, just do what needs to be done.

Jegarna spoke very lightly, very pleasantly, very relaxed, and very unconcerned—Ian is indeed a genius, he admits he absolutely can’t match up in age, but right now it isn’t about talent, at most considering The Empire’s friendly relations with Canaan Moore now, not hitting his face later.

Truthfully, with such a handsome face, he really wouldn’t want to hit it either.

And then, Jegarna saw Ian raise his hand, aiming at their group.

“If you don’t make way.”

The white-haired teenager said: “I’ll do this.”

Before the sound could be heard, extreme cold appeared first.

Ian stepped forward, coming to the front of Anfa, the green-haired elf girl slightly opened her mouth, she initially wanted to advise Ian not to act, her other combat body under Dragon Soul’s control is leading her family members here, just stall a bit longer and Jegarna’s group would understand what Dragon Blood Elf truly meant.

However, at the instant she felt Ian’s Source Quality Fluctuation, Anfa’s expression subtly changed, then revealed a relaxed smile.

At the passage, the wind originally used for interacting inside and outside World Tree City stopped, cold and dry chill swept through, all the heat and moisture in the air were seized, gathered in Ian’s palm, into a core of extremely hot steam storm.

The whole world seemed to pause for a moment, then the squall raged.

Like a dreadful typhoon at sea, terrifying gale with scorching heat formed whirlpools around Ian, and then, currents of superheated steam no less than alchemic cannonballs howled toward Jegarna and his group, faces changing in shock.

Among Jegarna’s elven squad of fifteen, only three could block such an onslaught directly, while others hadn’t time to react to Ian’s attack before being blown away by the prelude of the attack, the scorching heat gusts.

They were swept away like plastic bags in a typhoon, disappearing at the end of the passage.