Above The Sky
Chapter 1160: 171: As Long as You're Prepared, Death Won't Catch Up to You (6200)_3

Chapter 1160: Chapter 171: As Long as You’re Prepared, Death Won’t Catch Up to You (6200)_3

“It is precisely by relying on the power of these Voidrealm Machine Gods that they have the unique spiritual energy and inheritance of their sect. Although the cost is great, it is indeed a path that allows us to better refine our own Sublimation Path.”

“Your Highness is right.”

This was another reminder. Ian bowed his head in gratitude. Although he had speculated before, he hadn’t expected that the sect, through doctrine and guiding people’s minds, would create corresponding Voidrealm Machine Gods within the Domain of Void.

This process… isn’t it just like ancient humans using open-source Void AI programming to forcefully create an artificial intelligence that serves them!

— That’s too outrageous, Terra.

Ian sighed deeply in his heart.

The wine was finished, the time for the private meeting had passed, and the conversation shifted to serious business.

“Master Gossay and my nephew will act with you; there’s no problem with that. You have secured more exploratory personnel for The Empire, which is your deserved privilege—and with Yisen there, it also makes it easier for us to communicate, and to intervene in case of any unexpected events to rescue you.”

Crown Prince Carlos pondered while holding a personnel dossier: “Amoknosedir (King of the Mountain) is strong, but may not necessarily best me, and its speed will certainly slow down in the Labyrinth, so don’t stand on ceremony when the time comes.”

“Of course not.”

Ian said, and he was genuinely a little curious: “Your relationship with the King of the Mountain seems good. I remember True Dragons don’t casually reveal their true names to others…”

“After all, we’ve fought side by side for a while, so there’s some bond.”

Carlos smiled: “Speaking of which, you are also a Second Level Sublimator, so when the time comes, Amo can conveniently take you to Dragon Island, just don’t embarrass us Imperial People in front of the True Dragons.”

“No formalities required?” Ian raised his eyebrows. He thought he had to report to The Empire: “I’ve been wondering whom to file with.”

“No need.” Carlos waved his hand indifferently: “Places like Dragon Island are open to all humans and sentient beings… it’s just that ordinary people simply cannot approach.”

“It’s essentially a place located in the heavens, higher even than mountain peaks.”

“I see…”

Ian nodded thoughtfully. He indeed wanted to indirectly gather The Empire’s perspective on the True Dragon camp from the Great Prince, but it seemed very friendly?

Yes, indeed, if True Dragons are really guardians of civilization and creations of the Star God… then they are truly friends of all sentient beings and all civilized life forms.

“Speaking of this.”

After discussing subsequent cooperative procedures and related matters with Ian, just as everything was about to end, Carlos suddenly remembered something before parting.

He smiled at Ian: “Your Prophet foresight ability, how exactly does it work? Forgive my curiosity; even I haven’t encountered many Prophets, and I’d really like to know.”

— So, it seems like you have encountered other Prophets, haven’t you?

Ian silently noted this information and then slowly said: “I can see the ‘future signs’ that may appear when someone is focused on something.”

“Hmm? Very specific yet very broad Prophet psychic… no wonder the result is so vague, very strong!”

Carlos clearly understood some of the standards related to Prophet psychic abilities, deducing that the more specific the conditions and the wider the conditions, the more vague the results—indeed conforming to the Foresight View’s tendency to see almost nothing, everything a vague fog.

Moreover, for the extreme special emotional host-driven Retrospective Vision, the unclear yet extremely demanding conditions, it is clear like watching an old videotape.

“Can you foretell for me? Just for this exploration of the Exotic Species Research Institute, I know there might be backlash, but if you don’t want to, it’s okay. I’m just curious, I don’t want you to really get hurt.”

This is probably something everyone who meets a Prophet, whether prince, emperor, scholar, or warrior, wants to do—the Great Prince Carlos looked at Ian with curiosity, playfully pointing at his own face with his finger.

He wanted the Prophet to foretell for him.

“No problem, Your Highness.”

Ian lowered his gaze and chuckled softly: “The backlash is nothing more than eye pain, foretelling about the Fourth and Fifth Energy Levels may cause bleeding, which might be quite severe for ordinary people, but for me as a Second Level Sublimator… it’s just a minor discomfort for about ten minutes.”

“Besides, you are our safety net, and you have taught me so much today. For both public and private reasons, I must help take a look.”

After speaking, Ian raised his eyes, thin watery spirit energy circled around the boy’s pupils, releasing a light as clear as a stream.

Then, he saw it.

Dark fog, like dense rain clouds, surrounded Crown Prince Carlos!

“This…”

At this moment, Ian was genuinely shocked, looking at Carlos in disbelief.

The black mist represented an inevitable death situation—how could it be? What thing, what monster, what enemy, could make Carlos, the Crown Prince of the Sunbird Inheritance, fall into a deathtrap?!

And Carlos also noticed the meaning in Ian’s expression, and his demeanor shifted from relaxed to serious.

“Oh?”

He squinted, looked at his hand, and muttered: “So… it’s not a very good outcome?”

“Even I will die?”

He was silent for a moment, then instead revealed a smile: “No. I already know.”