Above The Sky
Chapter 309 - 309 291 I Have More People!

309: Chapter 291 I Have More People!

(1/3) 309: Chapter 291 I Have More People!

(1/3) Something was indeed still alive in the center of the nest, which had been concealed by the mother worm’s light mist all this time, eluding even Ian’s notice.

At the same time, Patrick had broken free from the White Mist Bishop’s Spirit Energy restraint.

The White Mist Bishop had no choice but to abandon the chase after Patrick—the onslaughts from the Aether Crystal Dragon and the mother worm were sweeping across the battlefield, requiring him to suppress the attacks of these two behemoths to prevent the subterranean rock shell from collapsing.

The golden-haired noble wasted no time in complaining, raising his sword to cut open his wrist, allowing dark blood mixed with lightning to flow out.

Humming… Visible arcs of electricity entwined around the blood, soon whirling around Patrick.

“In the end,”

Gazing at the white-haired youth who was already well-prepared in front of him, he murmured softly, “apart from killing you, I no longer have any other choice.”

The black blood slowly evaporated in the rapidly rotating electric light, becoming a greyish-blue mist.

The mist occasionally released miniature blue lightning bolts into the surroundings, with the constantly twisting arcs of electricity shining around him, forming armor as if forged from lightning.

The figure of the golden-haired noble was concealed behind this mist, with only the area around his eyes flickering with two dazzling streams of lightning, “Thank you, Ian.

You have made me realize that I have indeed been wavering all my life, never making up my mind.”

“And now, I am here to kill you with all my strength.”

—Out of respect.

Before he could finish this last sentence, Patrick, putting all his effort into the act, lashed out with his sword—a blue lightning blade that resembled a thunder whip exploding underground, stretching dozens of meters, rapidly whipping towards Ian.

This time, he wasn’t foolish enough to compare swordsmanship with Ian, that would be somewhat embarrassing and carry far too great a risk.

So this time he relied entirely on the conversion of Pure Origin for his attack.

This indeed posed a problem.

Whether it be the Sand Armor Apprentice, the Wave Singer, or the Fae, none had any means of defending against an assault of Pure Origin.

The intangible, immaterial lightning could not be blocked with a sword as one would a sword—perhaps next time he should add a shield to his regular armory, but right now there was no shield.

So Ian didn’t think twice, he simply ignored it!

Just as Patrick had ignored everything and turned to leave earlier, Ian also ignored everything, turning and sprinting towards the Worm Nest!

Crack!

The dazzling electric shock hit the boy, jolting him.

Then Ian shook his head and continued running.

“What!?”

Not only did Patrick’s astonished expression twist, but even the White Mist Bishop sneakily glanced at him—he seemed to be not looking at a fourteen-year-old boy but sizing up a ruggedly armored iron dragon.

But Master Gossay and Yisen Gard were not very surprised, at most somewhat puzzled.

“Strange?” The old man murmured to himself in some bemusement, “Is my potion so effective?

Can it really grant almost immunity to Pat’s Lightning Sword?”

Yes, it was greatly related but not solely because of the all-attribute high resistance brought by Ian, the Sand Armor Apprentice.

What really allowed the youth to nearly ignore the lightning sword’s strike was actually the Anti-Lightning Potion provided by Master Gossay in advance, along with the accompanying Origin Substance Potion, Strengthening Potion, and Constitution Potion.

With Master Gossay assisting with logistics, who wouldn’t max out their status before a fight?

As soon as Ian saw Patrick appear, he had already guzzled down a bellyful of potions.

Plus, the muscle steeling effect from the Pure Rock Core, the skin hardening from the Sand Armor Rock Core, and the Earth Essence from the Heart of Fertile Soil covering his entire body!

Now was his prime time after all these years!

A “Lightning Sword”?

Merely as bothersome as a mosquito bite, not worth any attention!

“Damn it—”

As a student of Master Gossay, Patrick naturally realized this and could only grit his teeth and sprint forward, switching his swordsmanship and unleashing a continual barrage of lightning at Ian.

Instantly, one could see sharp bolts of lightning raining down on Ian like droplets, and although these currents weren’t as deadly as the previous thunder sword light, their penetrating power was stronger, causing more paralysis.

Even Ian’s physique would be slightly slowed by this.

Thus, Ian was forced to turn his head and swing his Blunt Greatsword, scattering the arcs of electricity one by one.

For a moment, the battle became a duplicate of the one in the Sacrificial Hall—Patrick had never been able to gain an advantage over Ian before, and after taking the potion, it was naturally even less possible.

Especially with the potentiation of the potions, Ian’s body might appear tender, but in reality, even an armor-piercing awl might not penetrate his defenses!

But Ian was also unable to truly injure his opponent, and given that Patrick was now exceedingly cautious of and respectful towards the young man before him, it was impossible to employ the Great Knight’s sword techniques for a surprise attack.

Boom, boom, boom—The clashing sword lights interweaved in the Rift Valley Zone, and the continuous clanging sounds resonated amidst the interlocking flashes.

Neither could gain an upper hand over the other, their overflowing energy and Source Quality Fluctuations even smashed all the crystals within their battle radius.

At this moment, even the Behemoths fighting amongst themselves took notice of the battle here.

The queen insect, with its powerful Spirit Energy, instantly realized that Ian’s target was its nest, and thus, its body shone with high-frequency flashes, emitting a silent roar, trying to use its psychic abilities to interfere with the enemy.

The Aether Crystal Dragon, for sure, did not understand why the people—small in stature but not lacking in strength—were fighting, nor did it grasp what the situation truly was.

But it was very clear on one thing: whatever the queen insect wanted to do, it must be stopped at all costs.

So, it even stopped struggling with the queen insect’s entanglement and opened its mouth, allowing white light to shimmer deep within its throat.

Hum, hum, hum—

The semi-transparent crystal surface of the Crystal Dragon started to charge up, layer by layer, eventually converging in its mouth.

Then, like a furious geyser bursting, a column of light shot forth!

Boom!

An immensely dazzling beam, instantly illuminating the entire Rift Valley Zone, erupted from the Aether Crystal Dragon’s mouth, piercing through the body of the queen insect enwrapped around it, as well as through its own body!

The power of its breath was so great that it could not even withstand it itself—this single breath simultaneously dealt a severe blow to both the queen insect and itself!

The conflict between dragon and insect had lasted for a thousand years; their ceaseless battles had seen eras of prosperity and the brink of extinction, from silence to resurrection, never ending.

It seemed that, without outsiders, the result this time would still be the same mutually destructive outcome.

But as Ian had once said,

In a Sublimator’s battle, when the strength was fairly matched,

—it was mainly about who had more people!

Just as the White Mist Bishop dealing with the suppression of the Gargantuan Eel and the Dimflower Seedling was about to pay a price to repel the enemy entangling him in an attempt to assist Ian against Patrick,

A thunderous roar, he heard an eruption of a cannonball being fired, louder than anything he had imagined.