Above The Sky
Chapter 130 - 130 122 Blade of the Heart 14

130: Chapter 122: Blade of the Heart (1/4) 130: Chapter 122: Blade of the Heart (1/4) The thunder’s majesty linked heaven and earth, and instantly pierced through Weyges’s body; the iron sword he held aloft turned red-hot in a flash and then fractured and bent.

The exploding plasma and shockwave pushed Ian back several steps, and the writhing, continuous cyan-blue electric arcs in the air, like ripples in water, were a manifestation of Sigh Cliff’s Spirit Energy Field constantly absorbing the surrounding electrical energy.

To be honest, Ian never really believed his plan had much chance of success—would anyone actually wear a metal armored clothing and hold a metal sword atop a cliff over a thousand meters high, fighting in the storm clouds during a thunderstorm?

No matter how he thought about it, it seemed ludicrous.

Generally speaking, no sane person would think this plan could succeed, right?

But it did succeed, and he was just as surprised as when he once set a bunch of traps for his uncle and the man got knocked down before he even reached the first one.

The remnants of the thunder were rapidly fading, and it seemed that the base of Sigh Cliff was not simply rock, but an immense iron skeleton.

The electric light carried by the Spirit Energy Field was being rapidly absorbed by it.

Soon, not a single electric arc remained at the top of Sigh Cliff…

This was perhaps why the terrifying thunderstorms were incessant here, but the cliff’s terrain was always unchanged.

However, this was also why Ian’s brow was deeply furrowed.

Because in the center of where the lightning struck, he saw a figure that had not fallen.

It was a one-armed knight, shrouded in white armored clothing, with electricity flowing from the calcareous outer layer into the ground, and then absorbed by Sigh Cliff, unable to penetrate inside.

The surface of his original body had been charred by the thunder, and the damaged armored clothing peeled off and fell layer by layer, but the external exoskeleton that regrew from the inside of his flesh and blood was pure white as snow, with only two deep indentations where his eyes were.

Black-red turbid liquid oozed slowly therein, but soon stopped.

Silently roaring, the one-armed knight slowly raised his head.

He was no longer able to see, hear, or even make a sound, as all his external organs had been destroyed by the lightning.

But what of it?

The mere lightning of the natural world, how could it possibly kill a Sublimator at the peak of the Second Energy Level?

All of a sudden, Ian felt a chilling sensation, as the pure white exoskeletal form had turned its skull towards him.

Even though his eyes had been burned away, the pale white glow of Spirit Energy still emitted from the pitch-black eye sockets, casting upon him.

“You knew from the beginning that I could hear your voice, sending out false information to mislead my actions and guide my emotions,”

Without a mouth, thought threads bridged the hearts of both, transmitting ideas.

The heavily injured Weyges’s heart sounds, now calmed, even carried a touch of realization: “All the way here, through conversation with the master to enhance my sense of urgency, making me treat my wounds hastily and rush on without further contemplation.”

“Young Spirit Energy User…

You truly have a mastery over hearts.”

With such realization, Weyges raised his only remaining left hand.

Aside from a few special Bloodlines, second stage Sublimators were still unable to regenerate limbs within half a year, and metal swords were unusable on Sigh Cliff.

This left hand was now his only weapon.

And it was changing into a true weapon.

A bone blade Longsword.

The Enamel Scorpion Spider does not spin webs, but its silk sac still exists.

When its carapace is shattered, this giant arthropod lurking underground releases the colloidal substance from its sac to cover the wounded area, which hardens into an inorganic synthetic material as tough as steel in a short time.

Now, Weyges had turned this peculiar ability into a combat skill.

And Ian’s response to this was to throw a few seemingly light cans.

Weyges was using Spirit Energy Marks to listen to the sounds around him to gauge the situation.

He could hear the delicate sand dust shaking inside those cans… Was it poison?

Or a disorienting powder?

But soon, the ensuing explosion sent his brain shaking as he was in the middle of listening.

Boom!

The small cans thrown by Ian contained a small amount of gunpowder and Panshard Sand, with Rune No.

12 inscribed on the bottom to ignite the contents—normally activating inscriptions required Luminous Ink Charging to invoke the power of Natural Spirit Energy, but Sigh Cliff was inherently a large Natural Spiritual Energy Field.

Complex inscriptions would be difficult to operate here, but simple inscriptions would automatically charge, without the need for Light Ink.

With a gentle shake, the inscription was activated, then flame ignited, high-temperature gases expanded, and following that, the Panshard Sand sublimated, releasing scorching plasma…

Streaks of tiny lightning exploded around Weyges.

Although they did not blast open the white bone armor, the thunderclaps so close at hand still left the Knight temporarily immobilized, bending over in pain.

Ian picked up Hiliard’s Heavy Abyss Iron Sword from the ground.

From his perspective, the Longsword, which should be called the ‘Alchemy Tungsten-Titanium Alloy Heavy Sword,’ was also likely to attract lightning strikes.

But in the Foresight View, its color was still a deep purple, whereas the harbinger of lightning strikes was red.

As long as he threw it to the ground before the red completely covered the purple, he wouldn’t be struck by lightning.

So he unhesitatingly raised the sword and lunged at Weyges.

Theoretically, the Knight had now lost his hearing, and his Spirit Energy perception was also disrupted by the mini Panshard Sand bombs, leaving him unable to see, hear, or smell.

But Weyges abruptly raised his head and looked in Ian’s direction, even though he should have completely lost his four senses.

Clang!

The bone blade once again touched the heavy sword, but this time the holder of the heavy sword did not have the strength of the previous owner, and it was the bone blade that parried the heavy sword.

Ian’s eyes widened as he twisted his wrist and quickly regained his stance, his Longsword blocking the diagonal slash in Weyges’ chase.

The physical enhancement provided by the Sand Armor Apprentice helped him sturdily fend off the blow with a ‘clack,’ but it also knocked him back a few steps.

Weyges moved like white lightning, charging in pursuit.

His left-hand bone blade traced arcs of afterimages through the air, aiming precisely at Ian’s neck, abdomen, and lower legs.

This Torrential Triple Slash could consecutively strike by leveraging the force of the opponent’s block—failing to reach the first target, it would shift to the next; if one only thought to block a single strike, the outcome would be getting cut in half at the waist or having both legs severed.

Utilizing the momentum from being hit previously, Ian stepped back, his footsteps steady and solid, while the Longsword in his hand flipped up and down, blocking Weyges’ three slashes in a row with nothing but simplicity and raw prediction.

At this moment, the young man had noticed that on either side of Weyges’ skull, where the ears should be, the bone armor was not a single piece but instead layered like fan scales, with a delicate structure.

The vibration of the air and the direction of the wind were all sensed by this ‘helix bone,’ then transmitted to the nerve endings at the back of the brain, allowing the Knight to still discern the source of sounds and continue fighting with Ian using ‘touch,’ ‘hearing,’ and ‘Origin Substance Reaction.’

—Just like the training he himself had done in the rain.

Ian thought in silence, having trained himself to catch all of Hiliard’s thrown sandbags accurately without relying on sight or hearing.

As a Sublimator whose skills had reached the Great Knight and even had the potential to advance to the Fourth Energy Level, Weyges could surely do the same, even fight with Ian with only vague hearing, and even suppress him with ease.

—He too, was a genius.