Above The Sky
Chapter 220 - 220 209 Eclipsing Light Refining Dragon 24

220: Chapter 209: Eclipsing Light Refining Dragon (2/4) 220: Chapter 209: Eclipsing Light Refining Dragon (2/4) “Shasha, let’s go!”

As the Element Furnace Core burned, Ian also stimulated the Fairy Force, accelerating the armored suit once again—outside the suit, the Ironclad Shark joyfully spun in a circle in the water, then swiftly broke through the waves with the armor suit, speeding like a deep-sea torpedo.

Toward the west, in the direction of the Thunder Vortex!

Behind the armored suit and the Ironclad Shark, a gargantuan eel over a hundred meters long was momentarily stupefied.

It had thought it could easily capture its prey…

but who could have imagined that even a cooked fish could swim away?

But the eel wasn’t angry; it didn’t even have the emotion of anger.

It simply chased loyally, following instructions as if it were hunting down its prey toward a trap.

When Andor woke up, he found he hadn’t died, but he had lost control over the armored suit, and the not-too-spacious cockpit was crammed with four people—with him basically serving as a stepping stone.

“The armor suit has been captured?

But they didn’t kill me?”

The Elf Pirate with dark green hair was momentarily confused by the situation, but he didn’t dare to rebel or attempt to ‘hijack’ and escape…

What a joke!

If they dared not to kill him, they definitely had the ability to finish him off in an instant.

If he was foolish enough to resist without showing his value, that would truly be courting death!

He was a pirate, after all, not some noble’s oath-bound knight; choosing life over death was the natural decision for him.

Of course, what was most important was…

he tasted an unusual flavor in his mouth…

It was the taste of an alchemical potion, sweet and fragrant, but it brought a discomfort to the sweetness.

“Awake?”

Andor heard the white-haired young man who had taken his place, now controlling the armor suit, while facing away, sharply perceiving the change in Andor’s breathing rhythm: “Don’t think of resisting.

Keep silent for now.

When we have questions, we’ll ask and you’ll answer.”

His voice was gentle and clear, seemingly very approachable, but Andor didn’t have the slightest inclination to talk back.

That was because the pirate saw, right opposite him, the target of his mission.

Master Gossay, who had just awakened not long ago, was closing his eyes and injecting himself with a potion, and the young heir of the Ellen Family was watching him with an expressionless face.

“Don’t move.”

The voice of the young heir was very cold, carrying a green but firm threat: “You’ve just drunk my blood.

Now, my blood is surrounding the Sublimation Organs within your body.

With just a thought from me, you could end up crippled or dead on the spot.”

The first thought that crossed Andor’s mind was, ‘That’s gotta be a bluff, right?’ How could blood from an inheritance taste like an alchemical potion and also be used to control someone?

However, as soon as this thought appeared, Yisen Gard shook his head: “Seems like you need a demonstration.”

In an instant, endless pain and itching overwhelmed Andor’s senses like a tide.

Andor found it hard to describe his perception; he first felt as if there were army ants crawling and causing commotion around his organs, a mix of pain and itching, followed by extreme cramping and convulsions—as if he had an open wound in his stomach lining but drank a big gulp of saline, his flesh and blood within his organs crying out as they constricted.

“Cough cough…

is that enough?!

I completely…

I completely understand!”

Andor tried to grit his teeth and endure the pain, but in the end, he couldn’t help but let out a wail, with tears and snot streaming down his face.

——Sublimators have a far greater tolerance for pain than ordinary people, but it’s clear that this pain was extraordinary.

Watching this scene, Yisen Gard felt a bit of compassion, but after hesitating for a while, he stood firm and said, “Your screams are so loud, it seems you still have plenty of strength, so keep yelling for a while longer.”

He closed his eyes, choosing not to look, and then continued to slowly increase the pressure.

The pain lasted for five minutes, and the elf pirate almost passed out completely, going into shock once again.

“I…

was planning on telling everything all along…

never thought of resisting…”

Andor lay at the bottom of the cockpit, his eyes brimming with tears and looking bewildered as he spoke, “There was no need for this…”

But no one present paid him any mind.

Truth be told, from the beginning, Ian shared the same question as Andor.

Blood?

Can blood control a person?

What is the legacy of the Ellen Family?

But when he witnessed Yisen Gard cutting open his own wrist and strange, pitch-black viscous blood flowing out of his veins, the youth had to admit, he was genuinely shocked.

Yisen’s blood was an odd liquid; it looked black externally but shone with a spectrum of colors under the light, like tar reflecting multicolored flecks.

At first glance, it was iridescent black, emitting an alien sweet smell of poison.

There was no doubt that Yisen’s blood was toxic, or rather, it had a special function…

As Andor demonstrated, a Sublimator at the First Power Level Peak, upon ingesting Yisen’s blood, was completely deprived of the ability to resist.

“I see.”

Ian muttered thoughtfully, “You wanted to borrow my High-Pressure Water Gun earlier so that I could use it to shoot your blood into that sea area…

Your blood can erode the Origin Quality of an alive wooden ship, right?”

“Yes.” Yisen nodded slightly, watching his own hand and replied in a soft voice, “Though the effect is not significant due to the distance, it should slow down the wooden ship.”

“And it is also very easy to track.”

Ian concluded, “Master Gossay was right; you can’t take action.

Right now, there’s a barrier inside the Armor Suit, but once exposed to the outside world, with the characteristic of your blood, you would be easily located.”

Master Gossay was gravely injured at the moment.

He encountered Patrick’s full-strength thunder strike nearly at the point of exhaustion, and even after taking a Regeneration Potion immediately, the great age meant he temporarily lost the ability to fight.

However, he was still conscious, and upon hearing Ian’s words, he also nodded slightly, signaling that the young man was correct.

“So,”

Continuing out of curiosity, Ian asked, “What does the Erosion Dragon Refining Legacy of the Ellen Family entail?”

“While it may involve your family’s secrets, you can choose some things you can share with me.”

Ian was truly curious — apart from the Abyssal Whale of Viscount Grant, he hadn’t seen any other genuine high-level Bloodline Inheritance.

The Erosion Dragon Refining Legacy of the Ellen Family was a notch above the Abyssal Whale and was an uninterrupted, continuously optimized high-level Inheritance.

Based on Patrick’s situation, it could control thunder and gales, while Yisen himself had the Fire Attribute, and his blood had special functions…

The uniqueness of this Bloodline truly made his heart itch, feeling ants crawling on his back if no one were to satisfy his curiosity.